The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1919-07-25

animal but it was covered with cloth
ing; and a quantity Of dark, grizzled
hair, wild as a name, hid its head and
face.
That is my wife said Mr.. Roches-
ter.
Then all withdrew.
That night Jane stole away from
Thornfield. The few shillings that
she possessed she gave to the driver
Of the first coach she saw. to take her
as far as he would for the money
Thirty-six hours later he let her off
at crossroads in the moorlands. Into
the heather she walked. That night
she ate bilberries, and slept under a
crag.
Two days later, famished and
drenched, she was taken into Marsh
! End. the house of the Reverend St
John Rivers, a young and ambitious
! clergyman in the neighboring village
of Morton. His two sisters, MARY and
Diana, were more than kind to Jane
| Ihey were soon to return to their
work as governesses in a large south
| Of England city.
! St John secured employment for
Jane as mistress Of the new girls
school in Morton. His plan was to be
come missionary in India He asked
Jane to become his wife and go with
him. But something kept her from
| conserving; he felt the call to mis-
sionary work, but she did not
! Then he discovered for her that
her uncle had died. leaving her twenty
thousand pounds. This was confirmed
! by Mr.. Briggs, the solicitor in London.
/ She discovered. too, that the mother
of St. John and Mary and DIANA had
! been her fathers sister. so that ther
. should have been heirs to her uucie
J in Madeira. She insisted on a d;vi--
ion Of the legacy with them
) One night ST. John vas pressing
her for her final decision. The ore
candle was dying out the room was
full of moonlight She heard voice
from somewhere cry
! Jane! Jane! Jane"
Next day she Was on her way TO
l hOrnfield. In thirty-siX hours she ar
rived at The Rochester Arms" Two
miles away. With much misgiving she
walked to Thornfeld-to find only a
blackened ruin
Back al the inn she learned that
Thornfield Hall had burned down
about harvest time in the previous
year The fire had broken out IN the
dead Of night. Mr. Rochester had
tried to rescue his wife. She he'd
climbed onto the roof, where she had
stood waving her arms. and shouting
out till they could hear her a mile
away Mr.. Rochester had assembled
through the skylight. The crowd had
heard him call her Bertha" They
Lad seen him approach her; and then
she had yelled. and given spring,
| and the next minute she had lain dead
on the pavement
Mr.. Rochester had been taken from
the ruins, alive, but sadly hurt; one
eve had been knocked out. and one
hand so crushed that the surgeon had
to amputate 1t directly. The other eve
i inflamed; he lost the sight Of that
also.
. He was now at Ferndean. a manor
house on a farm he had. about thirty
miles off quite a desolate spot. There
Jane found him, sad, helpless and Grip
/ pied. She married him. Eventually
the sight returned to his eye so that
when his first-born was put into his
arms he could see that the boy had
! inherited his own eyes, as they once
Nere-large, brilliant and black. On
that occasion, with a full heart. ne
acknowledged that God had tempered
Judgment with mercy.
Diana and Mary Rivers were both
married soon after, and alternately,
once a year, came to visit Jane and
Mr.. Rochester. ST. John Rivers left
Tor India to labor until at length call
ed into the JOY of his Lord.
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The Last of the Barons." by Bulwer
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? William Fenwick Harris, will be print
ed tomorrow.