The Huron Signal, 1881-10-21, Page 62
THE HURON SI AL, FRIDAY. OCT. 21, 1881.
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CHAPT IX.
parlour that very night with his arm in
*pliant and bondage& •
It was a specially pleasant and home-
like evening to him; Mra Barbolm's
gentle heart west out to the headsman
isvalkL She had pour had a *odd her
own, though it must be confessed she
had yearned fee oAs stung lad Asp as
was her affection for her girl.
Eat it was not till Derrick bade Anise
gad -night, that he heard what eke in-
tended to say to kink When ke was
going, jut as he stepped across the
threshold of the entrance door, she
stopped him.
"Wait a minute, if you will be so
good," she said, "I have something to
-ark of you."
He paused, half smiling.
"I thought you had forgotten," he re-
turned.
"Oh ! no, I lad not forgotten," she
answered. "But it will only seem a
very slight thing to you perhaps." Then
she began again, after a pause "If you
please, do not think I aur a coward," she
said.
"A toward '" he' repeated.
"You were afraid to let Mr. Grace tell
me about your accident last night, and
though it was very kind of you, I did not
like it. You must not think that be-
cause these things are new and shock
me, I am not strong enough to trust in.
I am stronger than I look."
"My dear Mts. Barholm," he pro-
tested, "I am sure of that. I ought
to have knotsn better. Forgive me
if "
"Oh," she interposed, "you must not
blame yourself. But I wanted to ask
you to be so kind as to think better of
me than that. I want to be sure that 'if
ever I can be of use to anybody,you will
not stop to think of the danger or . an-
noyance. Such a time may never come,
but if it does—"
"I shall certainly remember what you
have said,"Fergus ended for her.
Tsa Naw, AT Tia a&CTOST.
If abs did aot bear of the incident from
Ones, Asia) beard of it trona another
quarter.
The day following, the village was
ringing with the psrtisalam of "th' feight
betwiz' th' Lunnon chap an' Dan Low-
rie."
Having ooasion to go out in the morn-
ing, Mr. Barholm returned to luncheon
in a state of great excitement.
"Dear me !" he began, almost u
stop as he entered the room. "Bless
my life ! what ill -conditioned animals
these colliers are."
Anice and her mother regarded him
questionably.
"What do you suppose 1 have lust
heard ?" be went on. "Mr. Derrick
has had a very unpleasant affair with
one of the men who work under him—
no other than that Lowrie—the young
woman's father. They are a bed lot it
seems, and Lowrie had a spite against
Derrick, and attacked him openly, and
in the most brutal manner, as he was
going through the village yesterday even=
Ing."
"Are you sure r cried Ani e. "Oh 1
papa," and she put her hand upon the
table as if she needed support.
"There is not the slightest doubt,"
was the answer, "everybody is taking
about it. It appears that it is one of the
strictest rule: of the mine that the men
shall keep their Davy lamps locked while
they are in the pit—indeed they are
directed to deliver up their keys before
going down, and Detrick having strong
suspicions that Lowrie had procured a
false key,gave him a rather severe rating
about it, and threatened to report him,
and the end of the matter was the trou-
ble of yesterday. The wonder is that
Derrick came off conqueror. They say
he gave the fellow a sound thrashing.
There is a good deal of force in that
young man," he said, rubbing his hands.
"There is a good deal of—of pluck in
him—as we used to say at Oxford."
Anice shrank from her father's evident
enjoyment, feeling a mixture of discom-
fort and dread. Suppose .the tables had
turned the other way. Suppose it had
been Lowrie who had conquered. She
had heard of.. horrible things done by
ouch sten in their blind rage. Lowrie
would not have paused where Derrick
did. The newspapers told direful tales
of such struggles ending in the conquer-
ed being stamped upon, maimed, beaten
out of life.
"It is very strange," she said, almost
impatiently. "Mr. Grace must have
known,, and yet he said nothing. I wish
he would come." •
As chance had it, the door opened
She United sod, looked p lgokbar
tau white and resoluta
"I dunnot went hem done," she ea.
snored. "I will iia ha' harm done if 1
con help it, an' if I inn* speak-te
tb' eth
I know Aura bane afoot to.nsst: If
I'm behind •this, tbesr's ns a mon i'
Riggan as dare lay a ,bond on thee to my
face, i/ I am nowt bad • la's. That'.
why I az thee to let me keep i' aoigbt"
"You are a brave woman," he said,
"and I will do es yott tell me, bat I feel
like anoTard."
"Theer u no need as you shott1Q," she
answered in a softened voice. "To'
dunnot seem links one bre."
Bernick beat suddenly, and.takitg her
hand, raised it to his lips. At this in-
voluntary act of hutnage—fur it was
nothing less—Joan Lowrie looked up at
him with startled eyes.
"I am na a lady," she said, and drew
bei' hand away.
They seat esLiato tips mad together,
he first, she follotrin=_]• t a short distance
so that nobody snug tis one *told
avoid seeing the otbef. It was an awk-
ward and trying position for a man of
Derrick's temperament. wed under some
circututenas he world have rebelled
against it; as it was, he could cot feel
humiliated.
At a a certain dark bend in the road
not far front Lowrie's *coag*, Joan halt-
ed and seddenly.apbe-
"Feyther," she said, in a clear steady
voice, "is ns that yo' standin' theer 1 I
thowt yo'd happen to be coons' whoam
this way. Where has the been r' And
u he passed on, Derrick caught the
sound of a muttered oath, and gained a
side glimpse of a leery, sloacbiag figure
coming ateitbily otg of the 'shadow.
The
he
CHAPTER X.
ON nig KNOLL ideal.
moan was shining brightly when
stepped into the open road—so bright-
ly that he could see every object far be-
fore him, unless where the trees cast
their black shadows, which seemed all
the blacker for the light. "What a
brave little creature she is?"' he was say-
ing,to himself. But he stopped sudden-
ly; under one of the trees by the road-
side some one was standing motionless;
as he approached, the figure stepped
boldly out into the moonlight before
him. It was a woman.
"Dunnot be afeard," she said, in a
low hurried voice. "It's me, mester—
it's Joan Lowrie."
"Joan Lowrie !" he said with surprise.
"What has brought you out at this hour,
and whom are you waiting for ?"
"I'm waiting for yo'rsen," she An-
swered.
"For me ;"
"—Ye; I ha' summat to say toyoar "
use" r eta.keds "Woes he know any
trieks tr.
"He'll kill more mats i' ten minutes
then eny dog i' Riggin. lie's th' beet
to M* tar rats as the ivver seed. He's
the best terrier for owe etthe lever seed.
Their is nowt as he canna do. He can
!eight ony dog as their is fro' , beer to
$aJort," And be glowed in all the
pride of poeseasion, and stooped down to
pat Wib himself.
He was quitecommenicativeatter this.
He will . abwwd Stile fallow, and had
not spent bis Mn years in the mining
districta for nothing. Ye wu thorough-
ly conversant with the ways of the people
his young hest.s wished to hear about.
He had worked in the pita a little, and
he had tramped about the country with
Nib at his heels a great deal. He was
supposed to live with his father and
grandmother, but he was left entirely to
himself, unless when he was put to a
chance job. He knew Joan Lowrie and
pronouneed her a "bran un;" he knew
end reverenced "Owed Sammy Crad-
dock;" he knew Joan's father and evi-
dently regarded him with distrust; ip
fact there was not a man, woman, or
child in the place of whom he did not
know something.
Mr. Barholm happening to enter the
room during the interview, found bis
daughter seated on a low seat with Nib's
heed on her knee, andijud a few feet
from her. She was so intent on the
task of entertaining her guest that she
did not bear her father's entrance, and
the Reverend Harold left the three to-
gether, himself in rather a bewildered
frame of mind.
"Do you know T' be asked of his wife
when be fogad her, "do you know who
it is Anice is amusing in the parlour t
What singular fancies the girl has, with
all her good sense !"
CHAPTER XII.
ON OCAIID.
Though they saw comparatively little
of each other, the friendly feeling estab
fished between Anice and Joan, in their
first interview, gained strength gradually
as time went on. Coming home from
her work at noon or at night, Jou)
would see traces of Anioe's presence, and
listen to L'o's praises of her. Liz was
fond of her and found comfort in her.
The days when the grey pony came to a
stop in his jogtrot on the roadside -he -
fore the gate'lted a kind of pleasurable
excitement in them. They were the
sole spice of her life. She understood
A nice se little as she understood Joan,
but she liked her. She had a vague
fancy that in some / way Anice was like
Joan; that there was the same strength
in her,—s strength upon which she her-
self might 9epend. Andthen she found
even a stronger attraction in her visitor's
personal adornments, in her graceful
dress, in any elegant trifle she wore.
She liked to look at her clothes and elk
questions about them, and wonder ,how
she would look if she were the possessor
of such beautiful things.
"She wur loike a pictur," she would
say mournfully to Joan. "She had a
blue gown on, an' a hat wi' bluebells in
it, an' summat white an' soft frilled up
round her neck. Eh ! it wur pretty. I
wish I wur a lady. I dunnot see why
ivverybody canna be a lady an' have
such 1pike."
Later:loan got up and went to the
child, who ]ay upon the bed in a corner
of the room.
There were thoughts at work 'Within
her of which Liz knew nothing. Liz
only looked at her wondering as she
took the skeping baby in her arms, and
began to pace the floor, walking to and
fro with a slow step.
" Have I said owt to vex yo 1" said
Lu.
"No, lass," was the answer. "It is
na thee as worrita me. I bon scarce tell
what it is laymen, but it is ns thee, niv-
ver fear."
But there was a ahtalow upon her all
the rest of the MOO She did not lay
the child down , but serried it in
her arms until they went to bed, and
even there it lay upon her breast.
"It's queer to me u yo' should be no
fond o' that choild, Joan," said Liz,
standing by the side e! the bed.
Joan raised her head from the pillow,
and looked down at the small face rest-
ing upon her bosom, sad she touched
the baby's cheek lightly with her linger,
flushing curiously.
"It's quer to me, tele," elm answered.
"Get,thee into bed, Lia"
Many a battle wee fought epee that
homely eoeok when Lis was slumbering
quietly, sad the eii7d'e soft, regular
breathing was the ably used te be
heard is the darkened soca Amid the
sordid eases end bemilieioes of Jess's
rough life, there hod seises new Daae.
She had .newt draggles--euret yesra-
lasa --ad. added to them, a seers* ter-
ror When she lay awake tkiakiag. she
was Waning for hes iether's step.
Thew was act a night in wbirh she did
sot beg for, sad dewed M ler la I/ he
stayed out all sight, she west down to
hat work andel a load of foreboding.
She /eased to look foto the fees of her
work -fellows, lest they eboSM have urns
evil stogy ee tali; she feared the road
over tibia she had te pea, lest at some
paint he eery dust eheaM cry oat to her
in a (leek Asia. Sb. knew her father
beam than the oldest of his enapenions,
.nd .he watched him closely.
"He's what yo' wenches ud a s han-
som chap, t their," .aid Lowrie to
her the nigh of bis encounter with Der-
rick, "His • tall chap an' a strsppin'
chap, an' he's gotten a good-lookin i a ug
o' his own, but," clenching his fist slow-
ly mad speaking, "I've not done wi' him
yet—I has nut quits dons wi' him.
Wait tin I ha', and then see what yo'ill
say shoat his busty. Look yo' here,
law"—more slowly and heavily still—
"he'U Duan be so tall then nor yet so
straight and atrappin-' I'll smash his
god-lookia mug it I'm dom'd to hell
fur it. Heed tba that r'
Instead of.akine lodgings nearer the
town or avoiding to Knoll timed, as
Grace advised him to do when he heard
of Joan's warning, Derrick provided hitn•
.elf with a heavy stick, stuck a pistol in-
to his belt every eight when he left his
Alin, and walked home as usual, keep-
ing a .harp look -out, however.
"If I avoid the fellow," be said t..
Grace, "he will suspect at once that I
fear I have rause to fear hien; and if 1
give him grounds fur stack a belief as
that 1 might as well have given way at
first.'
Strange to say, be has not molested.
The excitement seemed to die a natural
death in the course of a few days. Low-
rie came back to his work looking sullen
and hard, but he made no open threats,
and he even seemed eaaier'to manage.
Certainly, Derrick found his companions
more respectful and submissive. There
was lees grumbling among them, and
more paasire obedience. The rules were
not broken, openly; at least, and he
himself was not defied. It was not plea-
sant to feel that what reason and
civility could not do, a tussle had accom-
plished; but this really seemed to be the
truth of the matter, and the result was
one which made his responsibilities eas-
ier to bear.
But during his lonely walks homeward
on these summer nights Derrick made a
curious discovery. On one or two occas-
ions he became conscious that he had a
companion, who seemed to act u his es-
cort. It was usually upon dark or un-
pleasant nights that he observed this,
and the first time he caught sight of the
figure, which always walked on the op-
posite side of the road, either some dis-
tance before or behind him, he put hie
hand to his belt, not perceiving for some
moments that it was not a man, but a
woman. It was a woman's figure, and
the knowledge sent the bloodto his
heart with a rush that quickened . its
beating,. It (night have been chance,
he argued, that took her home that
night at this particular time; but when
time after time, the same thing occurred,
he saw that his argument had lost its
plausibility. It was no accident, there
was purpose in it; and though, they
never spoke to each other, or in any
manner acknowledged each other's pre-
sence, and though often he fancied that
she convinced herself that he was not
aware of her motive, he knew that Joan's
desire to protect him had brought her
there.
He did not speak of this even to
Grace.
One afternoon, in making her visit at
the cottage, Anice left a message for
Joan. She had brought 1 little plant -
pot, holding a tiny rose -bush in full
bloom, and when she went away she left
her message with Liz.
"I never see your friend when I am
here," she said. "Will you ask her to
come and see me some night when she is
not too tired 1"
When Joan came honey from her work,
the first thing that caught her eye was a
lovely bit of colour,—the little rose -bush
blooming on the window -sill where
Anice herself had placed it.
She went and stood before it, and
when Liz, who had been temporarily ab-
sent, carte into the room, she was stand-
ing before it still.
"She browt it," ezplained Liz, she
wur here this afternoon."
"Aye," she answered, "wur she 1"
• "Aye," said Liz. "An' Joan, what
do yo' think she towld me to tell yo' 1"
Joan .hook her head.
"Why, she said I were to tell yo' to
go and sea her some nest when yo' wur
me tired,—jut th' tame es if yo' ttur a
lady. Shaun yu' go r
"I despot know," said Joan awaken-
ing, "I canna tell What does she went
o' me 1"
"She wants to see thee en' talk to
thee, that's what," sa.wered Lia,— "just
th' saw es if the was $ lady, I tell thea
That's her way o' doin' thing. She is
ne a bit loike the rest o' gentlefolk.
Why, she'll sit UV" oa that thue-
legged.bol wi' the &oidd on her knee
mile/ ern talk to ate er.' how it she war
sown bat a mums lues am' ascan s ldy
at aw. She's ta'es a greet fasey to thea,
Joan. She's aIlea win sae about thee.
If I wur thea I'd Rn Happen she'd gi'
thee some o' her owd lesson tie. ta'en
Mthee en."
"I Barnet wait so owd elms," said
Joan brusquely, "an' she's aims so deft
as te wilte eta to ease "
"Well, 1 Muer did !" eselsimed line
"Would na the mak' ars t The nitre,
amens to my, aha world M mak' an,
Joey f Eh ' the art a queer wench
Why ' I'd be est up for th' reit o' ray
days, if she'd oar 'ens to woe. "
CHAPTER XI.
I:IB AMD aria KAMM MAST A CALL.
"lloo's • queer little wench," said one,
of the roughen Rigganite matrons, after
Anice's fist visit. "I wur i th' middle
o' my weshen when she coom—up to th'
neck i' th' suds -and I wur vexed snow
when I seed her standing' i' th' door,
lookin' at me wi them big tyss o' hers—
most loike a babby's wonderin' at sum -
mat. 'We dunnot want none,' I says,
soart o' sharp loike, th' minute I clapped
my eyes on her. 'Theer's no one here u
u
can read, an' none on us hno toime to
spare if we could, so we donna want
none.' `Dunnot want no what r
she says. `No tracks,' says I. And
what do yo' think she does, lasses 1 Why,
she begins to sosrt o'dimple up about th'a u
corners o' her mouth if I'd said sum -
mat refght down queer, an' she gi'es $
bit o' a laff. `Well,' she says, 'I'm glad
o' that. It's a good thing, fur I hav'nt
got none.' An then it turns nut that
she just stopped fur nowt but to leave
some owd linen an' salve for to dress
that sore hond Jack crushed i th' pit.
He'd towd her about it as he went to his
work, and she promised to bring him
some. An' what's more, she wouldna
She looked about her hurriedly. coom'in, but just vi it me, an' went her
jut at that moment, and the Curate war i l o'd better come into th shade o' 1 ways, as if she had na been th' Parson's
them trees," she said, "I dunnot 'want lass at aw, but just one o' th' common
to gi' any one a chance to see me, nor I koind. as knowd how to moind her own
yo' either." business an' leave other folksea a -be."
I It was impoeaible that he should not The Rigganites became quite scene -
hesitate a moment. 11 she had been
forced into entrapping him'
She made a sharp gesture.
"I am na stain' to do hart," she said.
4
Yu may trust tne. It's th' other way small gloved hand, and no one was ever
about.- , 1 sorry to see her check the gray pony be -
"I askpardon," he said, feeling heart- fore the door.
ily ashamed of himself the next instant, "Anice !" said Mr. Barholm to his
"but you know—" curate, "well, you see Anice understands
"Aye," impatiently, as they passed these people, and they understand her.
into the shadow, "I know, or I should She hu the faculty of understanding
na be here now." r them. There is nothing, you may be u -
A moonbeam, finding its way through cured, Grace, like understanding the
lower orders, and entering into their
feelings."
There was one member of Riggan
society who had ranged himself among
Miss Barholm's disciples from the date
of his first acquaintance with her, who
was her staunch friend and adviser from
that time forward—the young master of
"th' best terrier i' Riggan." Neither
Jud Bates nor Nib faltered is their joint
devotions from the hoer of their first in-
troductun to "th' Parson's daughter."
When they presented themselves at the
Rereory together, the cordiality of Nib's
reception lad lessened his master's awk-
wardness. Nib was neither awkward
nor one whit abashed upon his entree
into a sphere so *study new to him u e
well -ordered, handsomely furnished
bones. Ones inside the parlour, Jud
bad bit eourege and stood tumbling hie
ragged cap, bet Nib had bounced for-
ward, in the best of good spirits, barking
is friendly recognition of lilies Barbeha's
greeting eerem, and belting her land.
Through Nib, Anis contrived to in-
veigle l wed into eosveraation aid make
hiss forget his ev5Mrhskslspg eodasivat.
Catalog law fiat Blimp's of the led, an
he stood upon the treabold with his du-
bioes prweeata and his slashed air, she
was not quite decided whin she was to
do with kiwi. But Nib eons to her es -
Mance. He Rued himself *von M
attunes asst give her aoasething 16 say,
and bee eraser d re.siving him wee
seep, float tea few wsfmutes she Freund
Jed sidling toward her, as she half knelt
en the hearth pattarsg his favourite's
rough beak. led looked dins at bit,
and she looked up et Jed.
'Have you taught him to do sav
announced. He was obliged to drop in
at all sorts of unceremonious hours, and
to -day some school business had brought
him. The Rector turned to greet him
with unwonted warmth. "The very man
die want,' he- exclaimed. "Ahice was
just wishing for you. We have been
talking of this difficulty between D ernick
and Lowrie, and we are anxious to hear
what you know about it."
Grace glanced at Anice uneasiiy.
"We wanted to know if Mr. Derrick
was quite uninjured," she said. "Papa
did not hear that he was hurt at all, but
yon wilLbe able to tell us."
There was an expr:tssion in her uprais-
ed eyes the Curate had never seen there.
"He met with an injury," he answer-
ed, "but it was not a severe one. - He
came to my rooms last night and remain-
ed with me. His wrist is fractured."
Hc was not desirous of discussing the
subject very freely, it was evident, even
to Mr. Barholm, who eau making an
effort to draw him out. He seemed
rather to ayuid it, after he had made a
brief statement of what he knew. In
his secret heart he shrank from it with a
dud far more nervous than Anice's. He
haddoubts of his4own concerning Lowrie's
action in the future. Thus the Rector's
excellent spirits grated on him, and he
said but little.
Anioe was silent ton. After luncheon,
however, she went into a anall con-
servatory adjoining the room, and before
Grace took his departure she called him
to her.
"It is very strange that you did not
Mil us MA eight," she said. "Why did
you not r'
"It was Derrick's forethought for
you," he answered. "He was afraid
that the story would alum you, and es I
agreed with him that it might. 1 re-
mained silent, i might u well have
'pokes, it appears.'
"He thought it would fright's me 1"
he send.
"Hee this eooidest made him ill 1"
"No, sed ill; though the fracture is
a very painful and lacoevenient ossa"
"I era very sorry; plum; tell him so,
And, Mr. O10110, wins he feels able to
ease here I have aosaetii» p 1n Sy b
hit.-• "1 An not quite understand ---
Dome! rserebed NOP the Rsrholm I maid
tomed to the sight of Anioe's small low
phaeton, with its comfortable fat grey
pony. Sho was a pleasant sight herself
as she sat in it, her little whip in her
a rift in the boughs and falling on her
face, showed him that she was very pale.
"Yo' wonder as I'm here at aw," she
said, not meeting bis eyes as she spoke,"
but yo' did me a good turn ono!, an' I
ha' ns had so many done me i' my loife
as I ma forget Oce on 'em. I'm come
here—for I may as well mak' as few
words on't as I con— come here to tell
yo' to tak' heed o' Dan Lawrie."
"What r said Fergus. "He bears
me a grudge, does he !•'
"Aye, be bears thee grudge enow, "
she said. "He bears thee that much
grudge that if he could lay his hand en
thee, while th' heat's on him, hid kill
thee or dee. He will na be an bitter
after a while, happen. but he'd do it
now. and that's why 1 warn thee Tha
has no rest to be goia out loike this,'
glancing at his bandaged arm. "How
could the help thyeea if he were to 'set
on thee 1 The bei better oak' heed. I
tell thee."
"I am very such indebted to you,"
began Vargea
She stepped him.
"The did ate a good tura,...k. said.
Asd then her voice 'banged. "lana
Lowrie's ay kyther% an i've stack to
him, 1 dunnot know why—imeppsa mese
1 never had nowt else to bold to end do
for; but fsyther or no f'yther L know
he's a bad en when th' ifs os,en' he bas
a spite ages a .seas So tae care, I tell
thea *gen. '!tiger now Treatise, Win
the walk on bet an' let me follow thee /-
SosnNhitig in her mod. of eiking this
suggestion impressed bin singalsrfy.
"Thy ways an' mine is na loike," mid
Jaen. "I want no gentlefolks' finery.
Aa' I te11 you she would ns. oder 'm to
me."
"I niver out mak' thea mut," Lis said
in a fret. "Tha'rt as grand .• if the war
a lady thysen. Tba'lt tak' nowt fro'
nobody."
"Whulf's the cboila'r asked Juan.
"She's I laid on tie bed," said Lis
"She wur so heavy she tired me an' I
gave he a row -bud to play wi' an' lift
her. She has na cried tui . Eh 1 but
these is a nuia colour," bending her
pretty, large -eyed face over the flowers.
and inhaling their perfume; "I wish I
had a bit o' ribbon loike 'stn."
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