Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-03-26

"Not at FIRST, IT were too far awty.
but says to myself. Its nae a ghost,
or a fairy. It's some puir daftie got
away from its keeper III wait till it
gets nearer, then try and stop it,"
could you hear what she was sing
ingT
Nae. But presently heard another
voice-a voice shoutln. and | knew it
were someone after her. was mind
ed to Shout back. but | was afraid OF
tcarin' the poor daft thing. SO stood
watchin' till suddenly she COON OUT
into a patch of moonlight and / saw
her face. It was Mary Pager
A little gust Of whispering comment
rippled through the room, and the
Judge, leaning forward, broke in
sharply:
How far distant was this figure
when you first thought you recognized
It as Mary Pager"
Il dinna ken. exactly" said the
woodsman thoughtfully, twas no
more than maybe twice the width Of
the space Of yon door," nodding to-
wards the entrance into court, but to
get to her would have had to skirt
the lip Of the hollow, so stood still,
watehin'."
will you tell us how Miss Page
IookedT
"Her dress or her petticoats was all
torn and muddy, her hair was hangin'
down onto her shoulders. and her face
and arms were scratched and bloody
and there was something that looked
like great sore on her forehead She
moved like blind person, stumblin'
over stumps and bumpin into the
trees, and vet she ken on that strange
croonin' song-laughin' too. at times. =
Gould you hear any other sound?"
AYE. heard n voice calm. Mary!
Maryr And could hear the smashin'
Of the underbrush as somebody came
runnin', but she didna look around"
"Did she pass your
-No; she slsirted the hollow round
the other side, but I could see her. I
wouldna let her out of my sight. till
she were safe. but didna want to lay
hands on a daftie myself. Then sud
denly saw a man come runnin'
through the woods. and when he saw
her, he gave a great cry and shouted.
Thank Godl' Then be called again,
Mary. Mary-wsit for me--wait for
me. dearr The echo In the hollow
caught 1t up so that the whole woods
were full Of the cry. and at that she
turned, and stood swayin'-like a
young sapling cut at the root. Then
she gave a cry. and fell all crumpled
In little heap"
ibid you go forward them"
81 started but before could get
around to them. the man had pickit
the lassie up and carried her down by
by the brook In the hollow"
could Won still see them?"
Aye, like in a theatre, for the moon
shone down there, while l stood above
them in the trees. The man, who was
MIR. Langdon. here. KEEP victim his
handkerchief and bathin' her poor face
till she opened her eyes and said. Phil.
in. Philip! And at that. he held her
close and sobhed like child. and said,
Mary. Mary. are YOU all right now,
dearg And she said. I'm tired-where
have I BEEN? And he said. Never
mind. deAr. you can rest now-you
are safe In my arms Then sudden.
~ she gives a scream and cries, Don t
let father touch NEEDN'T LET him
touch me. Oh. Philip, / can feel IT
on my shoulder-it burns--it burns
And he kissed her and said. There is
nothin OH your shoulder except my
kisses, Mary. Put the fear out of
your head: nothln can harm you while
1 have you safe. And she says. Not
even Iames?' And he says. Not even
James, d hint Then she gives n
little sigh like BARN TINT is tired. and