Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1916-08-11

ject in such adventure, but a restless
impulse urged me, and, almost before
I realized my action, I was upon the
ground. Avoiding the CLEAN of light
which streamed from the open WIN
dow Of the room below, crossed the
garden and reached the path leading
downward to the shore. From this
point 1 could perceive the wide sweep
Of water, showing silvery in the dim
moonlight, and detect the darker rim
of the land. There was fire on the
point below the huts, and it's red glare
afforded glimpses Of the canoes-mere
blurred outlines-and occasionally the
figure of a man, only recognizable as
he moved.
1 was still staring at this dim pic
ture when some noise, other than the
wind, startled me and l drew silently
back behind great stump to avoid
discovery. Ny thought was that some
one had left the mission house-Cas-
sion perhaps with final orders to those
on the beach-but a moment later I
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lower III the Shadow-a man was ad,
vancing from the black concealment
Of the woods and crossing the open
space.
NE moved cautiously, yet boldly
enough, and his movements were not
those OF an Indian, although the low
bushes between us and the house
shadow, prevented my Distinguishing
more than his mere outline. It was
only when he lifted his head into the
CLEAN of light, and took hasty survey
through the window Of the scene with
in, that recognized the face Of
D'Artigny. He fingered scarcely a
moment, evidently satisfied with what
he saw, and then drew silently back,
batting his next movement.
l waited breathless, wondering what
his purpose could be, half inclined to
intercept and question him. Was he
seeking to serve my cause? to learn
the truth Of my relationship with Cas-
sion? or did he have some other OBJ
ject, some personal feud in which he
sought revenge? The first thought
sent the warm blood leaping through
my veins; the second left me shivering
as If with sudden chill
Even as l stood, hesitating, uncer-
tain, he turned and retraced his steps
along the same path Of his approach,
passing me not ten steps away and
vanishing into the wood. l thought
he paused at the edge and bent down,
yet before 1 found voice or determine
alton to stop him, he had disappeared.
My courage returned, spurred by cur
iosity. Why should he take so round
about way to reach the shore? What
was that black, shapeless thing he had
paused to examine? / could see some
thing there, dark and motionless,
though to my eyes no more than a
shadow
l ventured toward it, creeping be-
hind the bushes bordering the path,
conscious Of an odd fear as I drew
closer. Yet It was not until emerged
from the fringe Of shrubbery that even
the faintest conception Of what the
object was saw occurred to me.
Then stopped, frozen by horror, for
1 confronted dead body.
For an instant / could not utter
sound or move a muscle Of my body.
My hands chung convulsively to
nearby branch, thus supporting me
erect in spite Of trembling limbs and
I stared at the gruesome object,
black and almost shapeless In the
moonlight. Only part of the trunk
was revealed, the lower portion con-.
cealed by bushes, yet could no longer
doubt it was mans body-a large,
heavily built man, his hat still crushed
on his head, but with face turned
away.
What courage overcame my horror
and urged me forward l cannot tell;
I seemed impelled by some power net
my own, vague fear Of recognition
Juggling at my heart I crept nearer,
almost inch by inch, trembling at
every noise, dreading to discover the
truth. At last could perceive the