The Forrest City times., 1914-05-29

p'i'ion here IS false ono Sara. I prefer to go." 0ne'
 This morning I should have h.,, a sword over your head"
 Tt is very difficult for me tn ro.n.. all that has happened" 'e
 You are free to depart yor free in every sense of the word vos' future rests with yourself, my da.sn
 Tt hurts me more than I can ,.n to feel that you have been hatinp ma all these months" 'as
 Tt hurts me-now."
 Hetty walked to the window .,. i looked out. 1u
 What are your plans?" Sara in. quired, after an interval.
 T shall seek employnent-andu., u.,. for you to act"
 q? You mean?"
 Il shall not run away. Sara No, a. intend to reveal myself to the an thorities. I am not morally guiltv o, crime. A year ago I feared the con. sequences of my deed, but I have learned much since then. was stranger in new world In England we have been led to believe that vor lynch women here as readily as von lynch men. now know better than that From you alone l learned my greatest lesson. You revealed to mo 1 the true meaning of human kindness You shielded me who should mt Even now I believe that your frs, impulse was a tender one shall not forget it, Sara. You will live n regret the baser thought that cams later on. I have loved you-yes, al. most as good dog loves his master It is not for me to tell the story o, that night and all these months to the world. I would not be betrayine myself. but you. You would be called upon to explain, not I. And you would be the one to suffer. When you met me on the road that night was on my way back to the inn to give my. self into custody. You have made 1t l impossible for me to do so now. My lips are sealed It rests with you Sara"
 Sara joined her in the broad win dow There was a strangely exalted look in her face. A gilded hirdcage hung suspended in the easement With out word, she threw open the win dow screen. The gay little canary in the gilded cage cooked his head and watched her with alert eyes. Then she reached up and gently removed the cage from its fastenings. Putting it down upon the window sl she opened the tiny door. The bird hopped about his prison in a state of great excitement
 Hetty looked on fascinated
 At last yellow streak shot out through the open door and an instant later resolved itself into the bobbing, futtering dickybird that had lived in a cage all its life without an hour 1 of freedom. For a few seconds t circled over the tree tops and then alighted on one of the branches. One might we'll have imagined that hs could hear its tiny heart beating with terror Its wings were halfraised and futtering. it's head jerking from side to side in wild perturbation. Taking courage, Master Dicky hoped timo rously to nearby twig and then ven tured a flight to tree top nearer tho window easement Perched in Its top most branches he cheeped shrilly as If there was fear in his little breast
 In silence the two women in tho window watched the agitated move ments of the bird. The same thought was in the mind of each, the same question, the same intense wish.
 A brown thrush sped through the air, close by the timid canary. Like Hash 1t dropped to the twigs lower down, it's wings palpitsting in violent alarm.
 "Dicky!" called Sara Wrandall, ana then cheeped between her teeth
 A moment later Dicky was futterins about the caves: his circles grew smaller, his winging less rhythmica! till at last with a nervous little nutlef he perched on the top of the windo" shutter, so near that they might hav' reached to him with their hands n' sat there with his head cooked to on' side.
 "Dicky," called Sara again. InS time she held out her finger. For some time he regarded 1t with indifference not to say disfavor Then he took ou' more flight. but much shorter than 'n' first, bringing up again at the snu''o'. top. A second later he hoped ao"A and his little talons gripped san finger with an earnestness that 10" no room for doubt
 She lowered her hand until II ~a. even with the open door of the s'ia'. cage. He shot inside with whir lns' suggested scramble. With hls w'ne. folded, he sat on his little trape's and cheeped. She closed and fas,eh'' the door. and then turned to HetV'
 My symbol" she said softly
 There were tears in Hetty's eyes