The diamond drill., 1921-05-07

be soon forgot as you've come In be-
tween her and me when she might
have loved me. It'll not be soon for
got, as you've robbed me OF my happi-
ness when 1 thought You my best
friend. You're a coward and 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
dellcate-handed gentleman was no
match for the workman's great
strength. After 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 couch. Then he
spoke out.
II don't forget what's owing 10 you
as a gentleman, but In this thing We
are man to man. 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 woman's silk kerchief.
When Hetty read Arthur's letter,
she gave way to despair. Then, by
one of those conyulsive motiyeless ac-
tlons by which the wretched leap from
temporary sorrow 10 lifelong misery,
she determined TO marry Adam. The
big carpenter was In the seventh
heaven, Hetty fitful 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 Snowfieid to
see Dlnah for little change of scene
before her marriage, she started out,
ignorant OF the country, panicstrlcken
and forlorn, eager 10 shun every ia
miliar face, longing only 10 feel again
the protection Of her lovers arms.
On Arthur, meanwhile, life seemed
again TO smile. After rejoIning his
regiment. his shnrpest regrets for
Hetty begnn TO lose their sting. Soon
he was transferred TO Ireland. and
there learned that by his grandfa-
Tiers 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 violent convulsion
shaking his whole frame, read the
words: Hetty Sorrel is In prison for
the crime of child murder.
Clutching the letter, Arthur rushed
from the room like a hunted man. and
springing to the saddle OF waiting
horse, set of at a gallop.
That very evening young woman
knocked at the door OF the village jail.
There was about her deep concen-
trated calmness which 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. Dlnah?"
UNa uatfv xt,htcnnraI ntuah arm
stay with you to the last. But Hetty,
there is someone else In this cell"
"whoT whispered Hetty, fright
ened.
Someone who has been with you
all your hours OF sin and trouble. IL
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
pltiful story.
1T was because I was so miserable,
Dinah. i didn't know where TO 20.
tried 10 Kill myself. and i couldn't.
went 10 Windsor to find him. He was
gone, and l didn't know what to do.
daredn't 30 home again. Then the.
baby was born. 1 did do II, n
Dinah. | buried il In the wood-the
little baby. II cried. !. heard
II all highland went back. And
then thought l would go home. and
ail OF sudden ! saw hole under
nut tree. and II darted over me IKE
lightning I'd lay the baby there. and
cover it with grass and chips.
couldn't cover IL quite up, Dinah.
thought somebody'd come and take
care of II. Dinah. do you think God
VIII take away that cry and the place
In the wood, now that I'VE told every
thIng2"
Let us pray, poor sinner" breathed
oman. LET ug nray IN tho DoH ~