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Show down at the hotel. I have been in that rat hole several times since; my memor- up in his mindy ate were noticeably leaden. “Bellows, you are boring me!” this with his best emphasis. “Tndeed!—I beg your pardon, really!” ies of the place have and turning, he walked to the window where he stood for some minutes with his foot hoisted upon the low sill, whilst he watched the cab lights as they passed to and fro in the drizzling rain. “Bellows, you don’t want to get indignant tonight, it’s useless ; there’s nothing in it. So come back here and sit down !” “T presume that’s so,” said Bellows, taking a seat before his guest. “Now proceed with what you have to say.” “The: more I think of that girl and the inhumanity of her being where she is, the more babyish I am coming to feel about it. You may sneer, but I believe sir, if, in order to protect myself from a dangerous investigation, I should find it necessary to sacrifice that innocent, sweet being in the manner you suggested the other night, I should goraving mad in ten minutes after it was accomplished.” had our talk, you grown know, into a senti- ment.” They “Well, I did have a talk with her once, were now standing, and Morgan - consideration you can hang my consideration you dict against me. can procure Joe in any of the With a yer- four @e- or iit choose to rt | “Widow McLane! Thank you, I don’t need to go any farther. You have told me all I wanted to know. Shall we goin? Only a moment, however, for I Then, grasping his hand with a convulsive grip, “You will see me through this muddle?” “Truly,” “IT am returned now your the Prosecutor. most. obedient ser- vant.” CHAPTER bing’ But 8.precisel Bef na, RY, if Bro guns ab 4 hs ohSitie catch Sega iaony against ie which 8u know trothing of?) “Tt makés? fot a particle of difference what he does, He can not possibly procure anything more definite than mere hearsay, that would be otherwise than XXVIII. up and have a talk with her. The mar- shal tells me this morning that the jury have returned an indictment.” “Yes, I learned of it last night. Its horrible, Colonel, if you will allow me to speak plainly, simply horrible.” “Tt is all of that, my boy, and more besides. I tell you what, [have had her you know what the law is, my boy, you know what the law is.” » “Yes, I know all about it, Colonel, Gad knows I wish I knew less.” How seems the case by this time?” n@ fa Ev- g le against us but the without testimony are mable wares ina court Sa nibGont, ” said potting to Joe’s doora the few warden, sections away, “I want to give youa few pointers; they may be valuable to you. Do you know our prosecuting attorney?” “Not personally. I have seen him.” Here the old warden drew himself up as close to Frank as his corporosity would Prosecutor docket for next week, all Brown could do had wound his coil about him. “Well, Bellows, there is one thing that would not stop him.” , - “Next week! Preposterous, they'll not think of doing such athing without the consent of Joe’s counsel.” ‘Oh, but they will, though, if the whim strikes them. I tell you the Judge is only agrade above an imbecile so far as his office is concerned, and my big dog has a mighty sight more dignity. There’s another thing my boy!” The how thoroughly can be relied upon, you the know me and I know you pretty well, and am _ entirely cognizant of the adroitness with which you have played your cards. Now, since T have gorged you with the object of your desires, for G—d’s sake do the square thing. For me to bring an in- old Peter. Widow Mclane is pretty much all that he has had to occupy himseli with since the'Corporation closed up.” must see Brown without delay.” Joe was sitting on the bedside as they opened the door. She had been crying all the morning and wasin anything but an agreeable plight to receive visitors. “How is my little girl by this time?” exclaimed the warden, holding out both his hands to her. “Ah, them te'l-tale eyes! Joe, that will never do! never! against his client; ‘and bear in mind also that my influence in the court counts permit, and put both arms over his for something, you know, besides you } Shoulders. MR don’t? I was intending to say appear to have forgotten our ATTANY Ss ment with Buncomb. I presume yOu ‘his to Brown, but you'll do just as well, only remember when you talk it over, paid over the $200?” don’t bring my name in, that’s all.” “T have.” “Youcan trust me,” said Frank, look“And the balance of the $5, 000, what ing earnestly at Sparks. of that?” 7 “Well, I wanted to say simply that ‘You shall have it tomorrow... But do you know, the thought of that misera- your opponent has a mighty big say-so in the management of thatcourt. Now, ble dog makes me cold. Do you ee I’m telling you thisso you may know he can be relied upon?” “T can rely upon him thorough]¥, but what to expect. There’s not a man on were you the only person concerned, the that jury that he has not got the strings on, and the Judge, though noisy as a case would be extremely hazardous.” Morgan was not so stupid as not to bull, is simply a toolin his hands. Ifhe perceive to his chagrin and bewilder- takes a notion to push the case onto the ment to “Good morning, Colonel! How’s the little prisoner today?” “A very unhappy child, my boy, very unhappy, sad, very sad case!” responded the broad browed, and genial warden, grasping Hrank’s hand, while the latter yet stood in the great door of the prison | Here is our friend. Dilworth, tell her yard. “Come in! come in, and we'll go how foolish it is to sit here crying her facts, meas, PERS a paequitg’), ? You ments without speaking. of | erythang¢deems fake - the gchances very much. go “Darls téry "7%. T regret tosay. grees of the act for which shelis chgréed, but she didn’t tellme ina dream of abstraction reached for his hat and drew off toward the door. With his hand yet upon the lock he peered into Bellow’s face for some mo- “In heaven’s name, Morgan, what are you talking about? I believe your mad already.” “Oh,no I am not. I tell you its a here about two weeks—that’s right, isn’t special case. I scarcely know how to it? Yes, two weeks—and she has beaccount for the feeling of horror it gives come almost as dear in my eyes as one of my own children. Young man, you me to think about it.” “Do you think you clearly understood might as well try to convince me that my proposition and the condition of the the angel of light committed that deed |as that a pure, innocent little creature case ?” But “T understood you perfectly. Your like Joe had done such athing. statement of the testimony available to the defense being correct, without my and by. One thing more before.we go in. Do you know the lady Joe has been living with? Where did they come from?” jury upon that innocent child would be amore dastardly thing than I can yet old man here got his arms all but locked believe myself capable of. It is in your round Frank’s neck, and reduced his “Do you power to ruin meif you choose, but I tones to an emphatic whisper. J have not merited any such revenge from know Morgan?” “I do,” was Frank’s quick reyou, andI don’t believe it is your intention to grind me any farther than you sponse. “Well, you look out for him. Those have expressed.” “Well, now, really, I am prepared to fellows have got their heads together for Morgan has compliment you on your excellent judg- some sort of mischief. ment. No, sir, 1 have not the slightest been here twice in the last three days to wish toruin you. In fact, had I found see the girl.” “And you let him in?” you ina pinch Ishould have adjusted “Once I did. He looked so peculiar my demands to suit the conditions of your fortune. Oh, no! Iam only equal- when he came out I asked Joe about it. izing matters, that’s all. No, my old She never told me what took place, but friend, since you know me and my pecul- she didn’t seem to care about seeing him iar ways and know likewise matters and again. It was not convenient after that things of equal interes: to both of us in *o show him in. Now, mind you, I] their true light, I am prepared to shake won't say that anything’s wrong with People have always thought on terms of mutual good-feeling and Morgan. But I would as leave perpetual confidence. What do you ‘him a nice man. say?” Morgan extended his- hand but he wouldn’t meddle with anything I am his eyes showed no delight in the com- concerned with. I should expect*something. to go wrong, sure.” pact. “Yes, a very nice man is Morgan, you “TJ tell you, friend, this is a different sort of ashake than the one I have in may be assured. I know a number of mind, the terms of which you dictated things I am going to tell you about by eyes out.” “No, sir! Joe shall cry when ever she wants to if she will agree to always look as charming after her cry is over as she does this morning.” No one can. tell how Frank was yearning just at that moment to supplement his agreeable flatteries by—-indeed, in exchaxge act almost for the performance. anything stereotyped But though the hand cere- mony on that occasion fairly froze the marrow in his bones, with a miraculous fortitude he bore it ; not however, without pledging with his soul that in due time he would make good his temporary privations. “You must learn, Miss Joe,’ he continued, “that this rugged, matter-of-fact world of ours never pays the slightest attention to a woman’s tears. They are the most unprofitable of human indulgences, except when one happens to permit them just for the entertainment they afford.” Had he observed Joe’s countenance more critically, he would have seen that his repartee was falling very far short of its purpose. She was so far out of harmony with any sort of humor that his affected good nature was not in the least reciprocated. “The only possible security we can have against things we don’t like is to strike the thought distracted me, that was I hope you will go on.” all. “Yes, Joe,” ejaculated Sparks, “pay no attention to him, he’s in dream land half his time just like the rest of us.” “Tf IT must I will. It seemed to me that I had that lost locket in my hand. I don’t know how I came by it, but I was’ with thei r heel. The sight was so horsitting right where I am now and no one ribly real and shocking that I awoke to else was in the room but myself. The find myself here, still locked up within picture looked so beautiful and I poured these stone walls. over it so long that my mind became “Oh, if God could only know how misbewildered. I thought that the eyes erable I feel! if that pure lovely spirit shown just as if they were alive, the of my dream, could see me as I am now. cheeks grew to be flesh-like and soft, Oh, its too horrible!” With her face and the mouth broadened into a smile buried in her hands she wept in bitter so lovely that without thinking I pressed silence. the image to my lips and kissed it, when At last, with his heart overtlowmy mother seemed to come right out of ing with its emotion, Frank sunk upon the case, just like a living person; and his knees before her. “My dear child,” taking me in her arms she wept with he whispered, drawing her close to him, her hot, throbbing cheek close against “vou are remembered and you are loved, mine till I felt the tears flow down in He who held you in his arms and mingreat drops upon my neck. She kissed gled your destiny with his when your sad me oh, so, many times,and her warm eyes were not three hours in the light breath was so sweet and soothing that has cherished you ever in his heart. A it was to me an ecstasy of joy surpassing thousand miles from where he received anything I had ever hoped to feelon this your last child’s kiss and gave to his litearth. tle unknown the pledge of his devoted “whilst we were thus clasped in each memory,he has sought you in your prison others arms, she with her head upon my walls, and he is here, my afflicted child, shoulder and her warm heart throbbing he is here, and will never forsake you against mine, I can’t tell the happy feel- while he lives. Look 'up Joe and ing that came over me, and the heavenly see if itis not your long timefriend who things I saw during those blissful mo- is with you.” ae ments. At first her gentle breathing on With his eyes wet with sympathetic my cheek seemed to recede farther and tears the old warden moved silently farther till it became like the faint throb from the room and left them to themof a far away summer breeze. Then I selves. could hear the low murmur of waters, (TO BE eect and I thought we were reclining’in a barge more beautiful than I could de- [For the Western Weekly. ] seribé. We glided with a gentle, lulling THREE DAYS. motion over the soomth surface and I remember everything was so real and lifelike that when I reached down to bathe my hand and brow in the cool water I could scent the odor of the pines and firs along the distant banks. Away down in the clear liquid I could see myriads of living creatures skipping about over the green moss, and pretty soon while I was into a wide expanse of meadows and green fields and vast forests of trees wav- Only three days and then the dice will fall, _ Not on a nation’s fate, but on one party, Be’t an English Sackville or a Celt McCarty, John Bull or Paddy, it affects them all. The stars and stripes will float on fiag-poles tall And brass bands roar the Yankee Doodle hearty, While hisshillaleh slings our Mike O’Flaherty, And Jawcob Strauss puts down with beer his gall ing to and fro in the breeze, and cities that gradually widened till I could see below me only brown roofs ai.d parched streets, thronging with busy people. around us great walls of glittering pearl, in the humor,they are enjoyed—Indeed I enjoy them—just as we do buckwheat cakes and coffeein December. They are delightful but we find ourselves as and and everything weco beautiful id see was so white the , @ought came to me that we were in the court of heayen. Then I remembered my trouble and looked to behold God sitting on H's feeble after the eating as we were be- great white throne ready to judge me. fore.” It was so resplendent and beautiful, “No,” responded Frank quickly, “you nothing I-had ever imagined could equal don’t enjoyany suchthing. I apologize it. As we drew near the place we permost humbly and crave forgiveness. ceived a person was sitting on the lower “Yes, I appreciate your light moods, I step, but he was so small he was almost do, really; but for some cause I have like a tarnish on the pearly surface. been feeling very bad this morning, Coming close to him my mother asked worse, indeed, than ever befores ince my where was God, and he answered that trouble began. I had such an awful he knew not God; that, said he, was the dream last night. Won’t you sit Mr. Dil- court. of Lucre. Then turning we peram getting very “T thought I was in a hurry, but I will sit for a moment, that isif we are to hear your dream.” “Yes, Joe, we must know what has made them eyes so red of yours.” “Why, it was nothing to interest anyone but me, I am sure, and it was silly of course as dreams generally are. You know, Mr. Sparks, the locket with my mother’s picture I talked to you about; of course I don’t know what either the locket or the picture were like, for I never saw them. If you remember, Aunt Peggy sent them to a young man to keep for me and they were lost. I remember him very well. I almost believe I would know him now, he had such a’ splendid grave looking face for a young man.—You are not interested in this, Mr. Dilworth, I know you are ‘ not: Don’t compell me to annoy you with such childishness.” “T beg your pardon, Joe, I was listen- 1888.) I. pathetic sarcasm, “these pretty maxims are pleasant to laugh over; when one is I (NOVEMBER, looking the vision be- Then everything grew fainter and farther in the lengthening distance till we two alone were wafted away into the time comes round, as it will surely do, blue ether with nothing above nor beto strike again. Will that do to start low but the glimmering stars. As we with, Colonel?” sailed on under the great heavens two “Oh, yes, that’s the correct philosophy immense pillars white as the clouds and —as apracticefor amateurs like Joe and so large they seemed to fill the sky, rose yourself, you know.” up before us. As we passed between “T. understand,” she replied with a the lofty columns there rose up me! A SONNETICAL CAMPAIGN TRILOGY FOR ONE WHO IS HALF AFRAID HE HAS BET ON ELECTION WHEN HE OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN MAKING POETRY. low me seemed to iluminate and broaden them down if we can.” “And if we can’t, what then?” ‘Well, brace up and bear them till the worth? excuse thoughtless.” upon him seemed to fairly wither up his flesh tillere long he was no larger than a new-born infant. He continued to wizzle away till he was finally not larger than the Judge and the prosecutor, and he crawlod over the floor like a soulless insect ready for some one to grind him ceived another person, moving about al- most like a fly, or indeed a gnat, upon the white surface of the pedestal of Astrea. He, the Judge informed us, was the prosecutor. We looked for the jury, but there was none, only the empty benches were there, staring at us as we too stared in amazement at the things we saw. Neither were there any lawyers in the bar but beyond in the immense hall we could see many people just like ourselves, who also seemed to wonder at the spectacle before them. Pretty soon, whilst we stood before the great thronemy first accusing witness was Called. He was evidently in readiness, for he stepped quickly outand ITsaw it was Mr. Morgan. He looked There will a booming be A floating, as we said, And of the patriotic On Hudson’s shore the Shannon of peaceful cannon, of Red-White-Blue* old bandana. workman from the Will vote what ticket he is told is due; So will the hickory Hoosier in his Indiana. Ey Only. three days to tell if Democratic, Republican or Prohibitionist win. (The last made mention is almost a sin, Nonsense as roaring as the most erratic.) But with an attitude most proud dramatic We take in Territorial discipline The State’s portentous voting struggle in And calculate on wagers mathematic. And at the bulletins, from now three days, Where Harrison or Cleveland firetheir bullets And Quay and Brice rush on each other’s armor—— With mortgaged souls and greenbacked eyes we gaze, To see which are the sieugevetcd Dou e pullets, And then retire to sample sometine warmer. IT. Only three days and then will come our tailor And want to know if we can pay that bet Which for a suit of clothes of blackest jet We did contract with Jones, or Brown, or Taylor. We tell him he’s an overgrown blackmailer, But he insists till he his cash does get, The clothes are dry, nothing to make them wet; That sartor is an everlasting ‘“‘nailer.”’ Three days are to my full Expecting it redoubled Three days—I wish I For there I’d snatch with deft. exchequer left, or depleted; were on Harlem bridge, hands most quick and 9" The telegrams of who have been defeated And then withdraw to Salt Creek’s sedgy ridge. OapEN, Utah, Leo > i—>—s- H#FE.t. ¢ [Written for the Western Weekly.] _Prudie’s Inheritance. BY ay *% very strange for him. I never saw him _“But, Prudie, you can’t mean it !” look so before since I have known him. “But I do mean it, though, Joe,” reAt first he looked almost like a friend, and then as he came nearer his face plied Prudie determinedly, and it must seemed so very sorrowful it almost be confessed, a little spitefully, too. “But think of all that has passed bechilled my heart. But the strangest thing of all was that when he came to twoen us, Prudie,’ pleaded Joe. earing, indeed I was, but your story re- behold my mother and she hin, his nestly. “T have thought of all that,” sai minded me so much of one of my little cheek blanched, his eyes dropped, and experiences, years ago, that for a moment her penetrating look as she fastened it Prudie, decisively, “and that is iy) oie the night we Morgan’s cheeks turned somewhat the color of the material that came suddenly WEEKLY. sibel raise ing which I beheld this morning.” WESTERN Arena ‘THE |