Connecticut western news., 1916-04-20
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Not at first. it wore tor far away, but l says to m.'sv,', 'It'a iac ghost. or a fairy. TT "'e ,'"i" i!9ftie got away from its keeper Iii wait tin it gets nearer. then ,ry GId sop It."
 Could you he@r what she was sing ing:"
 Nae. But presently heard Uauther voice-a voice shoutm', and knew lt were someone after her. was mind cd to shout back. but was afraid of Scarin' the poor daft thing. so l stood watchin' till suddenly she coon out into a patch of moonlight and saw her face. 1t was Mary Page"
 X 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 Page?"
 "I dinna ken. exactly" said the woodsman thoughtfully, "'twas no more than maybe twice the width of the space of you door," holding toe wards the entrance into court, but to get to her would have had to skirt the lip of tho hollow. SO stood stlll, watchin'."
 Will you tell us how Miss Page loolicd?"
 Her dress or her petticoats was all 'orn 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. stumblln' over stumps and bumpm' into the trees, and yet she kep' on that strange rroonin' song-laughn'. too. at times"
 Could you hear any other soundg"
 Aye. I heard voice callln'. 'MaryI Mary" And could hear the smashin' of the underbrush as somebody came runnin', hrt she didna look around"
 Did she pass you?"
 NO: she skirted the hollow round the other side. but could sec her. woulGna let her out of my sight. till she were safe. but didna want to lay hanGs on n daftie myscr. Then sud. denly I saw q man come runnin' through the woods. and when he saw her. Inc gave great cry and shouted, Thank God" Then Inc called again, Mary. Mary-wait for me-wait for me. dearr The echo in the hollow caught it m so that the whole woods were full of the cry. and nt that she turned. and stood swayin'-likc n young sapling cut at the root, Then she rave n cry. and fell all crumnlcd In little heap"
 Did you 20 forward thenT'
 'T started. but before could get around to them. the man had plclilt the lassie up and carried her down by by the brook in the hollow"
 Gould you still sec thcmf"
 Aye. like in n theatre. for the moon Shone down there. while I stood above them in the trees. The man. who was Mir. Iangdon, here, kep wettin' his handkerchief and bathin' her poor face till she opened her eyes and said. Phil ip. philipr And at that, he held her, close and 'sobbed Ike child, and sald, Mary. Mary. are you all right now, dear?' And she said. I'm tired-whcre have I beenT And Inc said. Never mind, dear. you can rest now--you are safe in my arms. Then sudden ly she gives scream and cries, 'Don't let father touch me--don't let him touch mo! Oh, Philip. I cnn feel it on my shoulder--it burns-it burns" And Inc kissed her and said, There is n0thm' on your shoulder except my kisses Mary. Put the fear out of your head; nothin' can harm you while I have you safe And she says. Not even JamcsT And he says, Not even James. d himr Then she gives a little sigh like Il bairn that k tired. and