The Belding banner-news. (Belding, Mich.) 1918-1973, 1920-09-01
Hilary, Covered With Blood, Lying
Stretched Out and MotionIess, His
Head In Her Lap.

Hilary was alive; he breathed very
family, but his face was the color of
death, more bloodless than that of
Madeleine. The cure began cutting
away the coat, then the lining, which
would not come with it; then the shirt
He looked up.
Bring some water" he said.
Lafe hurried out. the few curious
lumbermen scattering in panic and
scurrying before him. AS he stood
among them. shouting, window in a
nearby house went up. and woman
handed out pail. three parts full.
LATE took Ii. AS he re-entered the
shanty the crowd slowly gathered be-
hind him again. He hurried into the
stable. The cure took a strip Of the
girls petticoat, dipped II in the pail
and began TO cleanse the wound, purs-
ing his lips and shaking his head the
while. Lafe could see that the wound
while not long. was terribly deep. and
II was still bleeding. 1t was impossi-
BILE to do more than clean II superb
cially, owing to the need for haste.
Having done this. Father Lucien made
a pad and placed 1t in position. while
Madeleine. working with steady fingers
which gave the lie to her face. began
to wind the strips over II round the
chest. All the while she worked her
face was agitated. and yet composed,
and only the tortured eyes betrayed
what she was suffering; but when the
wound was bound she broke down.
'It is my fault" she cried in French.
sobbing despairingly. 81 warned him
and he would not hear me, and I rode
, away. knew II long before and
would not believe IL. have killed
him"
The cures hand fell on her shoul-
der. LATE noticed, too. and thought 1t
significant afterward that, wild though
her words were, and untrue, he did not
then deny them.
Madeleine looked up and. meeting
his eyes. grew calm. Lafe stepped for
ward. bent down and gently raised Hill
ary's head from her knee. He placed
his hands beneath the shoulders. sup
porting them. while Father Lucien lift
ed the lower part of the body. and thus
they carried the stricken man through
the shanty toward the buggy.
The cure made q motion to Lafe TO
enter "You and Aademoiselle Rosny
will drive to my house, he said AS
there Is no room for me, I walk. give
you the key. because my housekeeper
Is gone to bed and must not DO fright
ened."
"No, to the Chateau said Madeleine
Rosny. do you think he shall 90 any
where else. monsieur. when he Is like
thIsf"
Her voice rang proudly. the tone adj
mitted Of no opposition. The cure was
silent.
LATE drew Hilary into the bottom Of
the buggy and crouched there. sup
porting the head and the upper part
Of his body. But Madeleine, watchful,
uttered low cry. A little blood was
leaking through the bandage. She
fastened to the other side of the rig
and began adjusting 1t. while the cure
turned toward the crowd, which was
looking on in panicky silence, broken
only by low words and mutterings.
This is bad nights work that you
have donel" he cried. you shall pay
for 1t. every man here, and the assas-
sins too. I know them ALL"
The man who stepped forward was
the foreman Of the mill. by name Mac
Pherson, decent workman and q de-
scendant OF one of wolfe's Highland.