The Springdale news., 1915-08-13


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 where Arthur might be found that night to Sheriff Sam Swain, freshly ar rived from Fairfax.
 Down the street, the quiet, deserted residence street of Richmond's fash ieHable residential nei1hborhood, fed Arthur Behind him the sound of the police whistles and tie pursuit grew faiAter Arthur. in splendid physical rim and spurred by excitement, ran ike Il deer He slipped down an ob- seurc alley, crossed by the backs of q ssiaif score of mansions. and found him. saIf l. mean street that led down tlfe railroad tracks. The pursuit essts left far behind er= else it had gone a@ in false seeut in another diree. asff
 .srtHar siaekeHed= his pace and re s##!fle5l his breath. l!e looked down at himself and SAW that Ae was in even ifs attire IrHe.ia= =tfe struggle his E5##sdcs had received seme rough han szII44 His dress eodt Was torn under +lle sleeve and his low cut waistcoat af55ed apart tercft of its buttons. sf#f Arthur gave little laugh as he sa8 his shadow under q dim street 5aHp and realized that despite the strenuous encounter through which he Haa iHst passed Iii. silk hat, somewhat ga.32ad and battered as examination faTG.l, was still upon his head.
 IL will ever escape in these 4gs# he said to himself ruefully. .bes' have I4t description broad s.tst in an hour. Net he did not falter fe5'alI that bat hurried en in the night ;!reueh the deserted streets, and in ne fifteen mil.Gtes' brisk walk found Aimsea, by rare sead Iaek in the rail- rog3 yards aul hr | long freight train. iilst slowly moving oHt
 Nit reckless haste he threw him. self under q freight CT and drew him self upan the bsal1e beam.
 His head ached from the noise and the reaction of all he had passed through ill the crowded hour at Mrs. Randolph's ball Every bone in his body ached as he held to the iolting, creaking brake heam Cramped and bruised from the position in which he lay on his narrow. perilaus perch above the grinding wheels. a dreadful im- pulse seized upon Arthur to let go his strainins grasp and end the now fit ful fever of his life beneath the clanll ing wheels that ground and eroaned beneath him
 Whit was he after a.l but q livine falsehood and cheat: Not d Stanley of Stanley hall. spending with a free hand as became Il reckless gentleman but a gyusy iapostor l chcAt vast fn- substance that WaS not his, ! in. sifi1e from justice and ! l'ankrt;i he lieyed h5 all who had known him L. he the murderer tsf I kind and aeAtl old man who hal never harmed him but oh the contrary hssd been his friend and had been ane If the agencies h> which he, Il hedge born gypsy. had been reared iii a mansion under Il hist name never his.
 The glamour of his self sacrifice il shielding Blair and thus making him self voluntary murder suspect pass ed from Arthur. He saw now that il saving Blair he had only done so l. save himself from the open shame am humiliation that would come to hin when the searching inquiries of mur der trial, with the evidence that Hagai possessed Hence he felt sure sht would produce to save the life of hel son-would result in his acquittal oi murder. but would leave him stripped of the peacock feathers of the Stanley heritage that he, the gypsy jackdaw had worn so long.
 He saw in the dust and darkness tht balefnl gleam of the diamond from the sky. He saw the accusing. fierce gag. of his gypsy mother. and then. like l; benediction and Il saving grace. ns saw. in the dust and gloom. the sweei face and the sad. wistfu eve of lss ther He @rasped the cold iron roe stanchly now. Let destiny deal hin what it might he would stand the nut fetS and e@h, en fes Esther'S sake