White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1922-11-24
INSTALLMENT 10.

SELF, my lord, with tnat Wnlcn nave
yet to tell upon my conscience" | re
Piled You have not been weak
you have been abused by devilish
dissembler. You saw yourself no,
he had deceived you in the matter o
his danger; he has deceived you
throughout in every step OF his career
wish to pluck him from your heart
| wish to force your eyes upon you,
other son; ah, you have a son there!
No, no. said he, two sons-I have
two sons"
made some gesture of despair that
struck him; he looked at me with q
changed face. There Is much worse
behind?" he asked, his voice dying as
1t rose upon the question.
Much worse" answered This
night he said these words to Mr.
Henry: 4 have never known WON
an who did not prefer me to you, and
I think who did not continue to pre-
Fer me-"
II will hear nothing against my
daughter" he cried; and from his
readiness to stop me in this direction
conclude his eyes were not SO dull
as I had fancied, and he had looked
on not without anxiety upon the siege
OF Mrs. Henry
Il think not of blaming her, cried
/. ut is not that. These words were
said in my hearing to Mr. Henry; and
if you find them not yet plain enough,
these others but little after: Your
wife who Is in love with me-"
"They have quarreled?"' he said
nodded.
II must fly to them.' he said, be-
ginning once again to leave his bed
mo, no." cried, holding forth my
hands.
you do not know" said he These
are dangerous words"
will nothing make you under.
stand, my lord?" said l.
His eyes besought me for the truth
flung myself on my knees by the
bedside. ooh, my lord" cried I,
think on him you have left, think
Of this poor sinner whom you begot,
whom your wife bore to you, whom
we have none of us strengthened as
we could think of him, not of your
self; he is the other sufferer-think
Of him! That Is the door for sorrow,
Christ's door, Gods door; oh, it
stands open! Think of him, even as
he, thought of you. Who is to tell
the old man? these were his words
1t was for that came: that is why
l am here pleading at your feet.
Let me get up he cried, thrust
ing me aside, and was on his feet be
fore myself His voice shook like d
sail In the wind, yet he spoke with a
good loudness; his face was like the
snow, but his eyes were steady and
dry Here is too much speech!'
said he Where was it?"
''In the shrubbery," said |.
"And Mr. Henry?" he asked. And
when had told him he knotted his
old face in thought.
And Mr.. James?" says he.
II have left him lying" said l, "be
side the candles"
"Candles?" he cried. And with
that he ran to the window, opened it
and looked abroad. 1T might be
spied from the road"
Where none goes by at such al
hour" | objected.
ut make no natter he said
"One might. Hark!" cries he What
is that?"
1t was the sound of men very
guardedly rowing in the bay; and
told him so.
1.-The free-traders," said my lord
Run at once, Mackellar; put these
candles out | will dress in the mean
while: and when you return we car
debate on what is wisest."
CROPPED my way downstairs, ant
out at the door. From quite far way
off sheen was visible. making points
of brightness in the shrubbery; in sc
black a night 1t might have been re
marked for miles; and I blamed my
self bitterly for my incaution: How
much more sharply when | reached
the place! One of the candlesticks
was overthrow, and that taper
quenched The other burned steadily
by itself, and made broad space oil
light upon the frosted ground. AL
within that circle seemed, by the
force of contrast and the overhang
ing blackness, brighter than by day
And there was the blood stain in the
midst; and a little further off Mr.
Henry's sword, the pommel OF which
was of silver; but of the body not a
trace.
My heart thumped upon my ribs
the hair stirred upon my scalp as
stood there staring; so strange was
the sight, so dire the fears it awak-
ened looked at right and left; the
ground was SO hard it told no story.
l stood and listened till my ears
ached, but the night was hollow about
me like an empty church; not even a
ripple stirred upon the shore; it
raorn cd Won MIGHT have heard a min