Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1921-01-22

| ness Nhen tnouEHt you my pesa
friend. You're a coward and scouD-
drel, and despise. ydu."
The color rushed back to Arthur's
face. He dealt n 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.
81 don't forget what's owing to you
as 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
Used, 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 ao-
tions by which the wretched leap from
temporary sorrow to 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 fastened 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 Snowfield to
see Dinah for little change OF scene
before her marriage, she started out,
ignorant of the country, panicstricken
and forlorn, eager to shun 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
j regiment, his sharpest regrets for
Hetty began to lose their sting. Soon
he was transferred to Ireland, and
there learned that by his grandfa'
theirs death he was lord of the manor
Home ne 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 CONFUSION
shaking his whole frame, read the
words: Hetty Sorrel is In prison fol-
the crime of child murder.
Clutching the letter, Arthur rushed
from the room like hunted man, and
springing to the saddle of waiting
horse, set off at 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
taller to grant her request to visi'
the condemned cell. AS the heav!
, door closed behind her, she hesitatet
, before the pallet bed.
"Hetty, Dinah Is come to you"
Z Slowly, very slowly, Hetty rose ant
I was ciasped In Dinah's arms.
8 "You won't leave me, Dinah"
r "No, Hetty," whispered Dinah. "Il
!, stay with you to the last. But Hetty
} there is someone else In this CELL"
"WhoY whispered Hetty, fright
l ened.
r Someone who has been with yos
r all your hours Of sin and trouble. l
' makes no difference, Hetty, whethe
5 we live or die. We are In the presence
= of God. Confess the sin you have com
g mitted against your Heavenly Father
!. Let us kneel together. He Is here"
There In the silence and darkness
; Hetty, who through her trial had sa
$ like stone image, poured forth he
pitiful story.
d at was because ! was SO miserable
Dinah. / didn't know where to go.
tried to kill myself, and / couldn't.
went to Windsor to find him. He wa
gone, and / didn't know what to dc
q | daredn't go home again. Then tn
j baby was born. / did do II
0 Dlnah. / buried 1t In the wood--th
U little baby. 1t cried. l hear
a 1t all highland went back. Ant
+ then thought would go home, AM
+ all of a sudden saw hole under
nut tree, and It darted over me Xix
t lightning I'd lay the baby there, an'
8 cover 1t with grass and chips.
h couldn't cover 1t quite up, Dinah.
e thought somebody'd come and TAX
+ care of 1t. Dinah, do you think Co
g will take away that cry and the plac
d In the wood, now that I've told every
q thing2"
LET us pray, poor sinner" breathe
Dinah. "Let us pray to the God Q
All Mercy"
= Comforter and comforted, thel
e prayer was heard. Two days late
y in the very shadow of the scaffol
y Arthur Donnithorne brought har
n won reprieve.
)r Though spared from death, Hett