Connecticut western news., 1920-11-25

nave iOVeQ me. lEll not De soon TOT got, as you've robbed me of my happi-
 ness when I thought you my best friend. You're a coward and a scoun-
 drel, and despise you."'
 | The color rushed back to Arthur's
 face. He dealt a lightning blow which
 sent Adam staggering back, but the ! delicate-handed gentleman was no
 match for the workman's great
 strength. After a fierce struggle, Ar
 thur fell motionless, while Adam, in sudden revulsion of feeling, knelt over
 him like an image of despair gazing
 on death.
 To his intense relief, Arthur grad
 ually revived. Adam got him to his feet, supported him to the little cabin, and laid him on a couch. Then he spoke out.
 'I don't forget what's owing to you as a gentleman, but In this thing we are man to uIan. Either tell me she can never be my wife-tell me you're lying when you say you haven't harmed her-or else write her let ter, telling her the truth that you won't see her again"
 Arthur struggled, suffered, prom ised, and Adam half comforted, left, not knowing that there, In the waste basket, hastily stuffed under the pa- pers, lay a woman's silk kerchief.
 When Hetty read Arthur's letter, she gave way to despair. Then, by one of those convulsive motiveless ac- hxy ioh %hn xxywafnhnd n from temporary sorrow to lifelong misery, she determined to marry Adam. The big carpenter was in the seventh heaven, HettyH f1tful and depressed. For family reasons, the marriage could not be hastened and as the
 months passed. she determined at any cost to seek out Arthur, whose regi- ment was at Windsor. Telling her uncle she was going to Snowfeld to see Dinah for little change of scene before her marriage, she started out, ignorant of the country, panicstricken and forlorn, eager to shuh every fa- miliar face, longing only to feel again the protection of her lovers arms.
 On Arthur, meanwhile, life seemed again to smile. After rejoining his regiment, his sharpest regrets for Hetty began to lose their sting. Soon he was transferred to Ireland, and there learned that by his grandfa- ther's death he was lord of the manor. Home he came, fast as chaise and post boy could drive, home to dear old Hayslope sleeping on the hill, where he was to live his life, mar ried to some lovely lady, respected and appreciated by his tenants. A pile of letters awaited him. He opened the first, and with a violent convulsion shaking his whole frame, read the words: Hetty Sorrel is in prison for the crime of child murder.
 Clutchipg the letter, Arthur rushed from the room like hunted man, and springing to the saddle of a waiting horse, set off at a galfop,
 That very evening 3 young woman at the door Of tsaas village jail. There wss sss.=s h= 2 @ ccacen- trated calmnsss whseA Induced the jailer to grant her request to visit the condemned cell. AS the heavy door closed behind her, she hesitated before the pallet bed.
 "Hetty, Dinah is come to you."
 Slowly, very slowly, Hetty rose and was clasped in Dinah's arms.
 "You won't leave me, Dinah?"
 "No. Hetty," whispered Dinah. "I'n stay with you to the last. But Hetty, there is someone else in this cell"
 "Who" whispered Hetty, fright ened.
 Someone who has been with you all your hours of sin and trouble. It makes no difference, Hetty, whether we live or die. We are in the presence of God. Confess the sin you have com mitted against your Heavenly Father. Let us kneel together. He is here."
 There in the silence and darkness, Hetty, who through her trial had sat like stone image, poured forth her pitiful story.
 'It was because was so miserable, Dinah. didn't know where to go. I tried to kill myself, and I couldn't. I went to Windsor to find him. He was gone, and I didn't know what to do. daredn't go home again. Then the baby was born. I did do 1t, Dinah. I buried 1t in the wood-the | little baby. It cried. I heard | It all highland I went back. And | then thought would go home, and l all of a sudden saw a hole under a nut tree, and 1t darted over me like | lightning I'd lay the baby there, and cover 1t with grass and chips. I | couldn't cover it quite up, Dinah. I thought somebody'd come and take care of it. DDinah, do you think God will take away that cry and the place Tn the wood, now that I've told every thfng2" "|*i,tC J.ts. X <.-sI:'!>s - ' Let us pray, poor sinner" breathed Oinah- "Let us pray to the God of All Mercy"
 Comforter and cOmforted their |