The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1916-11-16

house had been fooled somehow. and
h bad run away. Perhaps her mother
n brother were gone with her. The
same threats that had made her bend
to him once should follow her wherever
she had gone. She would marry him
yet and pay for this folly a hundred
fold. He lifted a shaking hand Of exc
Grafton toward the train which by this
time was vanishing into the dark open-
ing at the n Of the station, where
signal lights like red berries eestooned
themselves In an arch against the
hlackness, and the lights of the last car
paled and vanished like a forgotten
dream.
Then he turned and hobbled SLOWLY
back to the gates regardless of the
merrlment he was %arousing In the
genial trainmen; for he was spent and
bruised, and his appearance was any
thlng but dignified. No member of the
wedding company had they seen him
at this Juncture would have recognized
In nlm any resemblance tc the hand
some gentleman who had played his
part in the wedding No one
would nave thought 1t possible thai he
couid be Celia Hathaway's bridegroom.
Slowly back to the gate he crept,
haggard, d~ishevelled, cr%estfallen: his
nair IN Its several isolated locks down
fallen over his forehead, his collar
wll.eu' MS clothes smeared with chalk
ana aust, his overcoat dragging for
iorniy behind him. He was trying to
decide what to do next, and realizing
the torment OF a perpetual thirst, when
a nand was laid suddenly upon him
ana a voice that showhow had a ia
lamlilar twang. aid You will come
with me, sir"
He looked up and there before him In
the flesh We're the eyes of the man who
hao haunted him for years, the very
eyes grown younger, and filled with
more than reproach. They were pierre
ing MIN with more thar reproach. They
were piercing him with the keenness Of
i~etflpulon. They said, as plainly as
those eyes in the closet had spoken but
a prlef hour before: Your time is
over. MY time has come. You have
slnned. You shall suffer. Come now
anu meet your reward"
ne started back in horror. His hands
tfeilpled and his brain reeled. He
Wlshed for another cocktail to help
MN to meet this most extraordinary
Surely, something had hap
pehed TO his nerves that he was seeing
tnese eyes in reality, and hearing the
VOICE, that Old mans voice made young,
no toi he nm ~ come with him. 1t could
not pe, OF course. He was unnerved
WIN al he had been through. The
man mad mistaken him for some one
-or perhaps 1T was not a man after all.
ne glanced quickly around to see if
othefs saw him, and at once became
about them.
me man with the strange eyes and
the familiar voice was dressed in plain
clothes, but he seemed to have full
assurance that he was a real live man
ana had a right to dictate. George
nnasne coule not shake away his grasp.
Lnere was a determination about il
that struck terror to his soul. and he
had a weak desire to scream and hide
ms eyes. Could he be coming down
with delir1um tremens? That brandv
must nave been unusually strong to
ave lasted SO long in its effects. Then
re Alade a weak effort to speak, but his
voice small and frightened
Inc eyes took his assurance from him
VINO are o he asked, and meant
10 aad, What right have you to die
tals 10 me- but the words died away
~ nus throat, for the plainclothes man
had opened his coat and disclosed a.
badge that shone. with a sinister liabt
straight into his eyes.
l am Norman Brand" answered
the voice, "and I want you for what
YOU ola TO my father. 1t is time YOU
20 eiu your aebt. You were the cause
or his humiliation and death. r haye
neen watching for you for years 7 saw
lle hotlce OF your wedding in the paner
alo was tracking you. 1t was for this
l entered the service. Come with me-"
WIN a cry Of horror George HAYNES
Wrenched away from his captor and
turned to flee, but instantly three re-
solveIs We're levelled at him, and he
found that two policemen in brass but
tous We're stationed behind him. and
the crowd closed in about him
Wherever he turned 1t was to look into
the barrel of a gun, and there was no
escape in any direction.
1ney led him away to tho no+ro1
wagon, the erstwhile bridegroom. and
IN place OF the immaculate linen he had
searched SO frantically for in his apart
menu 1ney put upon his wrists cuffs of
iron. They put him in a cell and left
him with eyes OF the old man for ON
pany and the haunting likeness of his
sons voice filling him with frenzy.
The unquenchable thirst came mon
him and he begged for brandy and
soda, but none came to Stake his thirst.
for he had crossed the great gulf ana
Justice at last had him in her grip.