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22 . THE, SUNDAY OTIEGONIAN, PORTLAND, JASTOABT T, 1900. Figures by G.A.SMPLEY old Caleb Cllnkaberry, that I know the I cursing ttf Philip Stangfleld, fio soon as she order of events, as it were, by heart. My mother lay on the bed to which Ca leb had carried her, with her eyes closed,' and I stood beside with white rags and Hniirlerits in my hand, gasping and swallowing In my throat at the sight ot moddf while :aleb, with a pair of little had fallen into a douahlnsr doze. Caleb sjtoke In a" hoarse, repressed whisper, but 1 heard hiiri Well enough from the great chair by the dead fire when I sat and nodded, now asleep and now awake. The Very last memory I have of this ter rible night of February 29 (being leap scissors t!Ut tipen ray mdther's bodice, so i year) Is that of waking to see Caleb mat m a inue he round the wound m her right shoulder. Then I can recall hearing "him murmur to himself (for alt ih6 world like a mother over a bairn), "Mary Digfey, my little Maryf that I brought up by the hand ever since Sir Eubule did give you into my care at Theobald's inn it was, the hour before he"diedl An ill chance an evil star, & heathenish country and the devil for ah husband. Ah! my little Mary, that 1 who wert thy nurse should live to see thy blood flow." But, nevertheless, he staunched the wound, and having done that which he could, he found my mother with her Cllnkaberry, the .palms of his hands pressed together and his eyes lifted up, saying softly: "Desolation and destruc tion and famine and sword! The fury of the Lord is upon us, the rebuke of our God!" When I awoke the new day had come, and I Wafl conscious of a ghastly feeling ef discomfort and a horror of myself al most like- that which comes with fever. I did not know that this arrives to all who Sleep In their clothes for the first time. It was light and I saw a man by my mother's bedside. A woman was on the Other, both busied with matters that I Sjrnppslsjof Previous Chapters. Sir -James iStansSeld, or New Milns, in com pany with Ms grandson, young1 Phillip, meets In anlnn-'house his son Phillip and his eon's paramour. Janet Mark. They quarrel; Sir James goes home taking alone his grandson. That night he is murdered by his dissolute eon, and Janet Mark. They take his body outside, and lay It upon an Ice-floe, in the effort to fasten the crime upon other shoulders. But the boy Phillip has witnessed the crime. He tells ills grandfather's chief fenant, Humphrey fipurway, and Spurn ay succeeds In having the real murderer brought lo Justice. He la sen tenced to be hanged, his woman accomplice to be transported. Copyright 1SSS, under the name of "Little Anna Mark," by S. R. Crockett. Copyright, 1S83. by S. R. Crockett. So It came about that my father being in prison ready to meet his end, my uncle appeared at 2Cew Milns with a paper signed and sealed, bearing that Philip Stansfleld the younger, being heir to all the properties and estates of his grand father, his father, Philip Stansfleld the elder, being under sentece of death, had appointed his brother and Saul Mark joint curators of all the aforesaid Infant's goods till he should be of age. This to take effect only In case of the death of the said Philip Stansfleld the elder, presently in the Tolbooth of Edinburgh." My mother was much troubled at this, and grieved sore at it, as at first did my grandmother also, down by the Great House. But John 60on reconciled her to It by accompanying her regularly to the kirk, and especially by speaking ever praisofully of Mr. John Bell and his ser anons. But all these projects and purposes, overt and secret, "were in a moment blown upon by certain startling occurrents which, in a moment, put a new face upon all our lives. And these I will tell in order even as they happened, that the reader may fol low their effect upon us, even as my moth er and I felt them In the Tett house of New Milns. CHAPTER X. The IRst Mglit in February. The last night in February came upon ts, a night ever memorable to all of us who had been affected by the sad death of Sir James Stansfleld. It was the very day set for the execution of my father in Edinburgh, and we hoped for news In the morning. I had been over all day at the' mills of Umphray Spurway, where, flnding he could not prevent my coming about him, the Englishman had set William Bow man to give me lessons, together with the little tangle-haired maiden, Anna Mark. It was work that "William Bowman liked well enough. For not only was he a good scholar, but he was glad to be quit of the thankless task of superintending the "workers in the mill for the best part of an afternoon. Then when it began to grow dark, Um phray Spurway look me by the hand and we went ladsomely together over to the little house among the pines, where xny mother dwelt. At first the Englishman talked easily and answered all my ques tions, of which, as is the wont of boys, I asked very many and of a very foolish sort But as we neared the cottage of the Yett Umphray, he waxed silent, and when he replied at all his words were mostly spoken at random. It had -already all the promise of a wild night. Overhead the scud was riding eastward, flecked and sullen, yet going fast as spume on a raging tide race. Low er a thin, almost invisible, mist steamed along the land and combed Itself through the trees like long blown maiden's hair. .tne reeK of the lum rose from the hearth stone through the rafters up to the out er air. peeped once over the chimneys, and then with a sidelong dive sped east ward also down the wind. Spite of all this it was not yet dark, and sometimes in the bright blinks the sun himself look ed slantwise through the forest aisles and ruled the shadows of the tall trunks black on last year's leaves, blue on the few half-melted wreaths of the winter snows. I did not notice all these things at the time, but they come back to me now as all the natural surroundings of my boy hood are wont to do, with vivid and even startling clearness. For about this time I -used to be haunt ed with a fear lest I should forget, or, as it were, grow out of myself, and as the years went past become some other per son. Why I was so anxious to keep my personality I know not But the case stood so in my mind. For instance I remember well a close fence of split pines which extended from the back of the great house of New Milns to the wateiside of Esk. It was, perhaps, 400 or uw ieei in lengtn, and the pales were set exceedingly close together. Yet I made it my business to know every several one of them by headmark, back and front all the green mould on the split side, the bluish rotted places where the wet had eeeped in. the clear yellow blobs of the resin running like tears down the bark. And know them I did, back and front above and below. I could bind my own eyes and wander till I laid my hand on a paling, stop, cautiously uplift the corner of the handkerchief, take my marks, and then run over to myself on the next two or three on either side of me, there still unseen. In all this there was no apparent advantage to myself, nor, indeed, hope of any. But the experiment may be accept ed as typical of the many trials I made of my memory at that time. A year or two afterwards, having other things to think about I cared no jot for all the split-pine fences in the countryside. wen, as j. say, I went skipping home to my mother by Umphray Spurway's side, propounding" Innumerable questions, and not listening to one answer in 0 Dtiring the latter half of the walk, how ever, both question and answer were mostly blown away by the wind, which disconcerted me nothing. For I was in high glee at bringing my mother so de sirable a -visitor. When we came to the door of the lodge Te't I knocked, and heard old Caleb Cllnkaberry withdraw the bolts, clearinc the rust from the holdfasts of the iron rods, and hs own throat of the roony Weather at the same time. Come thy ways, Master Phil- thy mother hath been in a rare takin' about thee. Eh, Measter Spurway; an' she will be glad to see thysen." And so hobbling forward with eacer politeness, mixed with an under grum bling of complaint concerning his stand ing for that ancient "loom-bagus in the back," our old English servant led the way to where my mother was sitting looking younger and prettier than ever ' I had seen her. in the rom that looks . to the west ihrough a kind of Ions allev cut out .amg 4Ue,r'nes. The sunshine or something efee)f&L. 4 on her cheek &a she jumped nib vgtsS&t . her guest and. le'Uns all her, enffiroigi., -:-tff -an '" ::u,Munjr tjouu; ss gaseTv iavlir She rose and moved to the cup- take our fdtir eems to come nor saying a word save to scold me for dows. being such a trouble In bringing the gen- board tleman all tbe way hither on so cold a t "It is almost time to night hours," she said. "It "Oh, he does not think that," I said: "he was as anxious to come as a cat is to see her kittens." And after that I had all the talk to my self for some time. Umphray Spurway sat down on a chair by the fire at mv mother's invitation, and in turn he asked her not to make a stran ger of him, but to go on with her embroid ery work as before. And this, after a little blushing demur, she did. I can see her now. Her roseleaf skin was bright as I lZ5L T i VJ I yT S u Sfeat mahogany chest of drawers In Her hardly yet lost When she threaded her , dressing-room. I went gladly, for sUch a needle she would lift her soft, Bad eyes cnance came not often, and certainly Was of blue a moment and nod at something I not to be missed. And as I stood by the was saying, or. as It might be, smile at curtain of the bedroom, cleansing the Umphray Spurway In a manner which stickiness from my fingers and wiping besought him to forgive the youthful folly my mouth with the silken lining, I saw a of my speeches. For I mind on that oc- dark figure pass from side to side of tho i pfinli-1 tint tife. senses restored trying to sit up in ner The had not obaerved me shrunk u ?ho SStAnS rlTr7vhu Z ' in the corner of - lack ken settle. SrJ Srtf r vJJ SBth5 fno. n W ' 3Ta " 3nd Crled: " mother Sandat tlfewnTdow0 " " f I rnothe?" " And in this fashion we sat all night. L raouier- ,,, I quaking with fear lest the curtains i The man who was stooping over the bed that hid the barred lattice should again haf turned an saw me ready to fly like be parted or the dooT below burst open I a banan. ro?k at J?im- He d,a not re" with a ciatiic, and the murderer rush , mve ls hands, or disengage himself from upon us with a horrid cry, But Caleb w,hat he was d?l?s' But Instead he lifted hnri ail cnfAiv hnrrorf ani n rriiicVflt . n-3 vuicB over ins snouioer anu saia in a early tonight, and to Be more welcofiie Mici Mum, j.l uuiaciu. ajjdte. w m yuu naa an saiely oarrea and a musket , ;-""- - "- """"- " "" m -be -pleased to stay and drlng a cup of tea? loaded, toward which he Idoked often Quick, rasping tone: "Umphray Spurway, V.J uiuui, mi; vjuiueiiuiuu, uruufa-nt mo as ne went aoout, muttering and shaking i " ""; , "r . ""' """ . some after his last voyage. He got it his head. Then I knew that he was the surgeo his head. "For this will I yet stay his career. The bloody and evil man shall riot live half his days!" I must not forget to say that Caleb was a follower of George Fox, being one of thfe folk called Quakers only he Said but llt- for having rendered some service on his homecoming to a China ship." "I thank you, madam," said Umphray Spurway, making my mother a courteous little bow. "I ought to be stirring, but l must needs wait for that creat nleasure " Then my mother sent me unstalrs for ' tie about ft. For thw -ww rtPrtr.1t. nt had not Been It for lon I th WeSt Tnd,an 8Ugar' whlch au8t ln 1 little esteem ,n Scotland. Yet nOw when preached peace so long, turned out as great a mat! of war as the best of them. So we Sat and for my part I quaked every tlmo that a rat ran rumbling from garret to cellar, which they did all night, or even a mouse scratched in the wainscot. Then my mother, growing heated and fe- surgeon from Abercalrn who had come to the Mlln house when the plague broke out among the weavers a skillful but an arrogant man. Then came Umphray Spurway ln, looking bleached and gray, the light failed out Of blB eyes, and tho color faded from his hair and beard or bo, at least, it seemed to me! But though I was glad to see him, he pulled me roughly out and railed upon me for crying out at such a moment, being jangled in his speech and ever with an ear on the door of the room where my mother wa3. Then in a little, being come to myself and the feeling that my clothes were made of hay having a little died away, I would w ' a t ilhp iorc."NW -i ivNvia: mi mT -n 'v. w v -. w ri "v 1 certain dogged and perverted pride ln so formidable a father. 'Yes," he growled, "I was naturally afraid that I would not find him." Then he ordered me back to the Yett house as he would have ordered a dcg. For never was a man more changed than Umphray Spurway about this time. He cared nothing for his looms or lils work. Half his men were constantly at our house in the woods, and as for the others, they did only what work they willed to do. And every night till they removed my mother to the Great house, Umphray Spur way would take a sword and pistol a lit tle before the hour of dusk, and go out Into the darkening woods like a hunter who goes on a long hunt. CHAPTER XII. Tlie Great English. Dro-vlnrr. But of Philip Stansfleld, the murderer of 3 his father, the almost assassin or his -svite, nor hilt nor hair was seen In all the coun tryside. Bands of men went, 20 together, scouring the wild places," beating the "woods, quartering the muirs with blood hounds and scent dogs-. All was in vain. Not a footprint, not a shred of clothing on a thorn. Only some few of the searchers tvmiid pome back whispering under their breath of a mocking laugh which they had heard (or thought they heard). It seemed to hang about the skirts of the party as the night came on, and they turned wear ily homeward. But It might have been no more than a blinking cue-owl seasoning for field mice in the early twilight Only those who have known what St 13 to have a red-hand murderer at large in their very neighborhood can conceive the agony of fear that seized on the whole countryside. Umphray Spurway was the one man who kept his head, and even he shrank into himself, his fine robust body waxing thin and bis rosy cheeks falling slack and wrinkled. It was curious that, though the cause of all this panic was the man. who gave me being, I felt no Icterest in the affair save that I hoped they would soon catch and hang him. But I enjoyed the mount ing of the guards, the passwords, the glancing musket barrels of the brave weavers, the red coats of the soldiers whom the government sent from Edin burgh to seize the murderer. Every morning a new tale ran from Up to Up. Every evening a fresh alarm cir culated from gable window to gatale win dow. Women shrieked and fainted. Sev eral children appeared untimeously In the world. A carrier was found clubbed, his cart and pockets rifled on the Edinburgh high road, within a mile of the city lights. Every family in the country put up' fresh bolts and bars. Poor folk barricaded their door with heavy furniture, and filled up their windows at nightfall with slabs of whlnstone from the nearest rock face. At last they took my mother away in &. Utter, borne on the shoulders of men, all the 15 miles of the plain road to the town of Abercalrn, where there was a hospital equipped with physicians of great skill. I was not permitted to go with the party, which, ln the first Instance, consisted of Umphray Spurway's weavers, with himself walking on one side of the litter, and Caleb Cllnkaberry on the other. The old Quaker refused to be separated from his "little maid," even for a moment, and so fierce were his denunciations of woe and desola tion upon all who withstood him that he gained his point. So I was left at the mill house with little Anna Mark, under the goverance of William Bowman, which was just as good as none at all. TRAVEIJEItS' GUIDE. Union Depot. Sixth, and J Street, TWO TRAINS DAILY FOR ALL POINTS EAST "FAST MAIL AND POB.TT.AXD - CHI CAGO SPECIAL nOlKTEw' Leaves for tho East via. pokan dally at 3.42 P. it Arrives at 8 A. M. Leaves tor the East, via Pendleton, and Hunt ington, daily a 8 P. M. Arrives, via Hununs toa and Pendleton, at 6.43 P. M. THROUUH PULLMAN AND- TOURIST SLEEPERS. "Water lines schedule, subject to changa with out notice: OCKAX AND RIVER SCHEDULE. OCEAN DIVISION Steamships sail Xrom A.ns worca dock at 8 P. M. Leave Portland Coam bia sails Tues. Jan. 2, Pri.. Jan. Vi. Hun.. Jan. 'Si, Thurs.. Feb. 1. Stita ot caUtunua sail bun. Jan. T; 'Wed., Jan. 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Steamor Elmore, for Dayton and way points, leaves Portland Tuesdajs, Thursday and Sat urdays at 7 A. iL Returning, leaves Dayton for Portland and way points .Mondays, Weanesdays and Fridays atUA.il. SNAKE RIVER RODTE. RTPARIA. "WASH.. AND LEW1STON. IDAHO. Steamer Spokane or steamer Lewl3toa leases Rlparia dally at 1:20 A. M.. arriving- at Lew.stoa at 12 o'clock noon. Returning, tbe Spokana or Lewlston leaves Lewiston dally at 8.J0 A. M. arriving as Rlparia. same evening. W. H. HURLBURT. General Passenger Agent. V. A. SCHILLING. City Ticket Agent. Telephone Main 713, - - . .V "TRAITOR AXD TRAITRESS, I HAVE YOU BOTH! AND NOW I WILL SEND YOU TO HELL TOGETHER," HE CRIED. wide, west-looking alley, ln which a cer- I verish with her green wound, rambled on tain reddish light yet lingered, reluctantly about Clleveden and Marlow, with many to depart altogether. But I though noth- I names and places, pleasant sounding, but lng of this. For a servitor going to the to me unknown. And Caleb as he bent great house or one of Mr. Spurwaj's over and put a paste of water mixed with weavers in search of a hare to boll the ' elderflower wine to her lips murmured: pot was no unusual sight at the Lodge i "Yes, my pretty, and so thou shalt! To Yett. Marlow thou shalt go with old Caleb and I went down, and as I came near the gather water lilies yellow and water lilies door of the little parlor ln which I had left white!" Umphray Spurway and my mother, I "I love the white best!" she said, smil- paused for no reason at all connected ing a little and looking so vouncr like out oiq. linen one aay all suddenly he began j " uiwxi, uur iuoq woi; wun any mea i " ejus, iur umi iiiuumut, sue seeraeu to speak, and. except when asleep, he of si,lnr upon their converse. For cs- scarce older than I. Nor was she, for my was never rightly stopped once." I Peonage at least (whatever my other "He and little Anna Mark are a fine . faulta "was never any part of my nature. pair," said Umphray Spurway. "He is nara my mother say: "It Is useless, casion, as indeed mostly when Mr." Spur way came with me to see my mother about this time, I took the conversation in my own hands and conducted in per son at least nine-tenths of it. , "Philip used to be a sUent child," said my mother once, when a lull gave her a chance. "I used to call him In jest the Graven Image,' for he would sit smil ing in his little cot all day without a sound or a cry. Indeed he never spoke a word till he was more than two years mother had again become Mary Dlgby, the squire's little maid, of Great Marlow, and was pulling flowers ln the fair wooaa properly matched there. I can hear them ' Mr- Spurway. It is, indeed, most useless ' of Clleveden as she had done more than half across the mill, and I cannot tell which is talking the faster, or which 'cares least what the other Is saying." "You have that child ln the house with you?" said my mother. And I knew by her voice that she was less pleased than usual. The name seemed somehow to grate upon her. As Indeed was small wonder. "Yes," said Umphray Spurway, bending forward a little eagerly and replying more to my mother's tone than her words; "yes; she is a pretty bairn, and when she grows as biddable 'as she Is clever, I mistake much but she will prove a credit to me." My mother seemed to be deep in thought puHlng absent-mindedly at the thread and biting it off repeatedly without an swering. "It may be," she said at last, musing upon his words, "it may be! God. grant you are not deceived ln her! The evil in the blood is hard to exorcise!" "She Is a rare good runner," I said, in terrupting them. "She can catch William Bowman with a hundred yards start." It was curious that when my mother and Umphray Spurway were together they gave much more earnest consideration to my foolish boyish speeches than either ot them did when apart. So now Umphray Spurway smiled with a grave attention he never vouchsafed me at tne mill where. Indeed, as like as not he would have cuffed me well for the interruption. "Can she outrun you?" he asked. And my mother also seemed to hang on my words. "Only uphill," I said. "I can match her on the level fields, and beat her hol low at running down hill." I did not add that this last was owintr to my legs being each half a foot longer. For why should a boy confess that a girl can beat him at anything? So we sat apd talked, and, as I think, forgot the time and place and all else. Meanwhile the wind grew wilder ana wilder without, as it were, rushing up the open alley of the pines, collecting Itself in the little open courtyard and then fllne- ing Itself ln fury upon the small panes or the window, with the sudden impetuous ness of a tiger's leap. Suddenly the night dropped like a cur tain. But therfire only blazed brighter on the hearth. r "Win you be pleased to draw In vom chair, sir," said my mother, as a fiercer ! Bust man oerore shook the window, rat tled the door, hooted in the chimney and then fled, laughing fiendishly down the darkening aisles of the wood. I saw mv mother shiver and glance out of the window. The creakintr nnrf stnfr,- I will not listen no; I can never listen Before all I have my duty to the boy, and this of all days is not the time to speak of such thines. Think of him that was my husband, and is so no more." . I could not hear what was said in reply by Umphray Spurway, though I am sure my mother was weeping. For at that moment I felt a hand close on the lobe of my right ear, and old Caleb Cllnka berry bore me triumphantly to the door of the parlor, with a great piece of West India sugar In my mouth, which I could neither swallow nor yet rid myself of, so high did he hold my head. He opened the door, crying: "See, madam, what I caught this fine young gentlemen at." But that which we saw turned U3 to stone in the very doorway. My mother had dropped her broidery work- and stood i erect. Umphray Spurway was just let ting go ner hand, which he had been hold ing. But that was not the surprise and terror for me. My eyes were drawn irresistibly to tho window. It vas one of the narrow and high French sort, opening in the middle, for the house' had been built in King Charles' time, that it might be a summer pavilion for a former lady of New Milns. Now the lattice stood open, and the wlna rushed howling triumphantly through the house, shutting every door with dreadful clanging of Iron and the clatter and clink of falling glass and breaking crockery. jjramea in tne DianK blackness of the opening appeared a head, wild, dlsheveledt hardly human, the throat bare and the ragged collar of a coat far too wide ap pearing: beneath. It was my father, the man we had thought already hanged by the neck in the Grassmarket of Edinburgh Philip Stansfleld, the parricide. His eye glanced along the level tube of a pistol barrel. "Traitor and traitress, I have you both! And now I will send you to heH together!" he cried, , and so, without another word, with shattering distinctness, fired. With a Qlttlo shrill cry mv mother tot tered, swtyed, checked herself, and then 20 years agone. But of Umphray Spurway no word or sign or remembrance. I doubt If either of the others ever thought of him all that night, though he had gone out Into the dark to face the terrible man who was our bane. But I could see him lying in a fqr est glade and my father bending over him with the knife I had see wiped clean on tho leaf of Baxter, his Saint's Best, ana that terrible smile on his face. I shud dered as I thought of it Yet in spite of all, tho house of the lodge with a thousand creaking noises, the moan and whimper of the wind in the chimneys and the brushing sound It made out among the tossing trees. I dozed. waking by starts to And the lamplight falling on Caleb, his unsleeping eyes watching my mother In shadow, turning rapidly to and fro on her bed and mut tering to herself of old days and people ot whom Ihad never heard. Scraps would come to mo as from anoth-. er world. '"Good Gaffer Noddycap, let me go m here out of the rain. Goody will give me a seat by the hearth till it overpass. And here, I declare, is young Will Lucy! What can bring him hither at this time of day? How do you do, sir. I am surprised to see you, sir!" - Then would old Caleb throw out his hand and uplift his eyes to the celling. "God help us," he muttered, "she Is again agog on Squire Lucy's Master Will! Dead dead, these 16 year. He died fight ing the Dutch the year his father sent him to sea, because he was growing overfond of our little Mary!" Again I would doze off and when I waked it would go something like this: "I will not marry him. r hate him. Bo not cruel! If I must, I must. Mother, do not send me away alone with that man!" And then for the first time In life there came across me with a jarred and im potent grating pain the gust of a woman's unrestrained weeping. "I will go yes, mother, I will go but, Oh, I cannot for- have asked him concerning his night ad ventures, but he, having, as It were, his whole reasonable soul in the further room, bade me hush and presently gave me a cuff, whereat I sulked. Also ho kept tight hold on my collar, as if I were intent to run back again, of which I had no intention. Then, after a groat while, the surgeon came out with a changed and smiling countenance and said: "It Is out, and all is well," holding up at the same time a little round bullet, at sight of which the ! great, red Englishman turned very white and faint, and cried: "Take it away, man, God's sake, take it away!" This I thought strange, in a man so brave and strong, whom I had seen ad venture upon such a desperate chance that very night. It was the best part of an hour, before they would let me go ln to see my mother. The nurse, one Marglt Furgus, a wise woman, stood at the bed's head with some liquid in a dish, with which she contin ually moistened my poor mother's lips. The surgeon was gone, of which I was glad. Then I took Umphray Spurway's hand and would have made him come with me, but he would not, shaking me off harshly and striding- out of the house with his brows bent and such a look of sadness as I had never till then seen on any man's countenance. My dear mother smiled up at mo with so sweet and peaceful a countenance that I fell to weeping, not knowing that that Is the face which In women denotes the overcoming of suffering. Marglt Fergus would not permit mo to bide long, nor to ask any question, but I kissed niy mother's brow, which was chill and damp. So I was glad to go out, and at the door there was waiting for me Umphray Spurway, with little Anna Mark in hl3 hand. "How looked she?" he asked gruffly, without so much as lifting his brows or glancing at me. "She did very well," I replied, "and smiled when I kissed her. She is asleep And then it was that I first knew how much nicer it is to be friends with a. girl than with a boy. Never before had I known any save of my own sex. I loved my mother ln the way ln which all boys love their mothers that is, I made her a very .poor and perfunctory return for all tho wealth of love she had weared on me during my years of Infancy. Neverthe less, I loved her. Besides her I had never seen any good ln womankind. I was fond of Umphray Spurway, and on this point I shared his prejudices. For save my mother (who, of course, did not count, being my moth er), the Yorkshire man would never con sent to have one of the breed within the Miln house. He had perforce to employ them in the fine work of the mill, but ever under protest. They were his bane, the 111 drop in his cup the fly in his ointment with other things that I mind not now. He had a full stock of odious comparatives for them. CHINA AND JAPAN. FROAT. PORTLAND. In connection with THE OREGON RAILROAD & NAVIGATION CO. Schedule. 18DO (subject to cnange: Steamer Leave Portland. OUEEN ADELAIDE ... Oct. 3 .tfONMOUTHSmRE . Nov. 13 ABERGELDID .. .. Dec. IX For rates, accommodations, etc, apply to DODWELL & COMPANY. Limited. General Agents. Portland, Or, To principal points In Japan and China. lAui via SOUTH fff SLW3ET -n I O CGEENfc SHASTA ! J Wm routes Jcyi Leave Dipot Fifth aal I Slrseti Arrive TRAVELERS' GUIDE. THE FASTEST AND MOST DIRECT l!NE -TO .THE- IS THE softlv flunl? bnok-into TTmntiMTr'c,,,, . 1 Set him. God In heaven heln me!" arms. Thfen quick as though the face And then woula Caleb bend over and vanished from the window. The leaves ' tlich her ch?ek gently with his finger- clashed to. The Englishman cave mv 1 :'i?' " UI" u"'5 nuerness m ner ear, i . ii . . Mt . : ; wuuier into tne arms or Caleb Clinka' berry, and without waitiner to flnrt hin hot he pulled a pistol from his pocket, looked at the priming and rushed through the front door of .my mother's house into the black night In pursuit of the double mur derer. CHAPTER XI. Caleb ClinLtaberry the Quaker. Though to my.self the remainder of the night on which Philip Stansfleld shot my anti hH ? .v. -. kU. secu jiuui uiuuier reunons more or Jess a Ssts'irr XS XJ1 . fnd -Jsty dream . -yet I have heard presently turning away with gloomy coun tenance to mutter great anathemas. "Ac cursedthree times accursed shall be he that hath spoiled our fair vine our dove j that maketh her nest ln the aides of the rocK. xnis aay is tne pride of Caleb Cllnkaberry brought low. Ah, the mourn ing of Rachael, the weeping of Jacer, and the lamentation of Sibmah, clad wun vines: and heard ta the d7um of thfr f 6n ' Par m,heI reimilns m0Te or less a blottea ,.o- ., lI?. Pauses of the furious and misty dream, vet I have hpnrri m nr. Spurway her hand. hevrFld&klkWT Mm taU, gaunt gaUows tnnhH 2,Ut " ! ten what haPPenfid -n told over by oth t . .x.. at A ' ' samt Z110 trees outside the win- , ers, notably Umphray J3jnirwa.y and our He had a paper in his hand and he read It softly over to 'himself. "For a green wound a plalster compounded of frankin cense, Uterge, roots of lilies, rose leaves with the bran of bans ground fine." Then he turned to me. "Boy," he said, "hath your mother an herb cupboard or such like?" "Nay," I answered readily, "but my grandmother hath one at the Great house." At this he began to wax uneasy, and kept pulling out his great round silver watch, and looking toward the Miln house. "If William Bowman comes not srvin. x will tan his hide for him, great hulking good-for-nothing that he is!" But the words were hardly out of his mouth when his prentice and familiar came up with some 20 of the trained band of weavers. These Umphray Spurway placed about the Lodge house, bidding so many rest In the little coach-house at the back where the hens laid In nests of soft twisted bent grass, and the others to stand sentry at equal distances through the wood. Then he set off by himself at a good round pace for the Great house as I pre sumed, to iret thfi hfrha fnr mv mnfmc piaister. I ran alongside and asked him 'TZoVr HIUIUI'- Thc Direct Line to Denver, Omaha. Kansas City and St. Louis. Only 3 Days to Chicago, Only 4 Days to New York and other Principal Eastern cities Through. Pullman Palace Sleeper Tourist Sleepers Dlnlncr Cnrs (meals a la carte), and Free Rccllnlntr Chair Cora Operated Daily on Fast 31 all Trains 7:00 P. M. 8:SO A. 2L 7:30 A-.Qt 11-4:50 P.M. OVERLAND EX PRESS TRAINS, for Salem, Rose ourjr. Ashland. Sac ramento. Ogden. San Francisco. Mo Jave, Log Antrelos. El Paso, New Or leans and the East. At "Woodhurn (dally except Sun day), morning train connects with train for ilt. Angel, SU v e r t on. Browns ville. Sprlngu eld and Natron, and evening train tor Mt. Angel and Sll t erton. Corvallls passenger. Independence pas'gr 0:13 A. -it, r.o&.jr. m :50 P.M. 113:23 a. at Dally. HDally except Sunday Rebate tlckuta on sale between Portland. Sac ramento and San Francisco. .Net rates $17 first class and $11 second class. Including sleeper. Rates and tickets to Eastern points and Eu rope. Also JAPAN. CHINA. HONOLULU" anl AUSTRALIA. Can bo obtained from J. B, KIRKLAND. Ticket Agent. 134 Third st. YAMHILL DIVISION. Passenger Depot, foot of Jefferson Street, Lea.vo for Oswego dally at 7:20. 0:40 A. M. 12:30. 1:05. 3:25. 5:10, 0.25, 8.03. 11:30 P. M.. and 9.00 A. HL on Sundays only. Arrive ac Portland dally at 0:35. 8:30. 10:50 A. M.; 1:35. 3:16. 4:30, 0:20. 7.-10. 10.00 P. M.; 12.40 A. iL dally, except Monday; 8:30 and 10.05 A. M. on Sundays only. Leave for Sheridan dally, except Sunday, at 4:30 P. M. Arrive at Portland at 9-30 A. M. Leave for Alrllo Mondays. Wednesdays and Fridays, nt S 33 A. M. Arrive at Portland Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays at 3.3J P. M. Except Sunday. R. KOEHLER. Macager. C. H. MARKHAM. Gen. Frt. & Pass. Agt. GO EAST VIA Through tickets, baggago checks and sleeping car accommodations can be arranged at CITY TICKET OFFICE 135 Third Street Portland, Oregon J. H. LOTHROP, GEORGE LANG. Gen'l Agont. City Pass. & Tkt. Agt. &BmAYHQmmn Ticket Office: 122 Third St. 'Phone CS0 LEAVE. No. 4. 3:45 P. M. The Flyer, dally to and from St. Paul, Minne apolis, Duluth. Chicago and all points East. ARRIVE. No. 3. 8.00 A. M. Through Palace and Tourist Slepn, Dlslas and Buffet Smoklng-Llbrary Cars. 'A THROUGH" SALT LAKE CITY, DENVER OMAHA, OR KAXSAS CITY, WITH CHOICE! OF TWO ROUTES. Via the fast mall line or the scenic Una through Colorado. NO CHANGE OF CARS TO "DENVER, OMAHA, KANSAS CITY, ST. LOUIS, CHICAGO and tho ATLANTIC SEABOARD. IEAY1NQ PORTLAND UNION DEPOT, DAILY, AT 8:00 P. fl. For railroad and sleeplng-c?r tickets and all other Information apply to CITY TICKET OFFICE 124 Third Street, Portland, Orggon fiT. E. COMAN. J. R. NAG2E. General Agent. City Ticket Agt. Then aa the sobbing grew slower he If he had killed mv fnthm- hir. h, nuuiu lum iu liiu ueu uuu, speuKing m ne nau. Oj firentle voice. TVOuld Ravr "Swppt T.fnT-ir i "V ' a gentle voice, would say: "Sweet Mary, i nusn tnee. Tne Lord Is good. All will yet be well. He will not always chide neither will he keep his anger for ever!" And then again would he fall to the No," he eald. "I tiursued after him fnr two hours, and jjaw nothing. But once I heard him laugh very near me ln tho darkness." "Were you not afraid?" said I, with a JAPAN - AMERICAN LINE STEAMSHIP IDZUMI MARU For Japan. China and all Asiatic points -arm leave Seattle ABOUT JANUARY 1. Astoria & Columbia River Railroad Co. LEAVE3 UNION DEPOT. 8:00 A.M. 7:00 P. M. For Maygers. Rainier. uiatakanle, westport. t-iirton. Astoria, war renton. Flavel. Ham mond. Fort Stevens, Gearhart Park. Seaside. Astoria and Seashore Express, Dally. Astoria Express, Daily. rARRIVES UNION DEPOT. 11:15 A.M. DUO p. M. Ticket office. 255 Morrison st. and Union depot-1 . w. jiaiu, uen. .rail. .Agt., Astoria, Or. Pacific Coasi Steamship Co. F0H ALASKA THE COMPANY'S elegant steamers Cottage City, cty of Topeka and Al-Kl leao TACOMA A. M.. SEATTLE 9 A. M . Jan. 5. 10, 15, 20. 25, 30; Feb. 4, 0. U. 19. 24. Mar. 1, and. every fifth day thereafter. Far further infor mation obtain comisany's folder. Tho company reserves the right to chanr. steamers, sailing dates and houra of sailing without previous notice. AGENTS N. POSTON. 240 -Washington St.. Portland. Or.;. F. W. CARLETON. N. P. R. R. dock. Tacoma; J. F, TROWBRIDGE. Pugec Sound Sup.. Ocean dock. Seattle. GOODALL. PERKINS & CO.. Gen. Agts.. S. y. WASHINGTON & ALASKA STEAMSHIP CO. Steamship "CITT OP SSJATTLE" will leava Seattle December 15. and every 10 days there after, for Vancouver. Ketchikan. Juneau, Skag way. Skagway, making trip from Seattle ta Skagway in 72 hours. For freight and passage Inquire of DODWELL Jfc CO.. LIMITED, AGEIST3. 3G2 Onlc Street.