 by what she was thinking, to mind
him and his blunders,--"papa must take the prison."

"Oh!"--and Sandy blushed through his tan at his absurd mistake. Then he
laughed, for he saw that she had not noticed it. Then he looked grave,
and wondering, and doubtful. The idea of Adolphus Montier's pretty wife
and pretty daughter changing their pretty home for life in the dark
prison startled him. He seemed to think it no less wrong than strange.
But he did not express that feeling out and out; he was hindered, as he
glanced sideways at the young girl who gazed so solemnly, so loftily,
before her. At what she was looking he could not divine. He saw
nothing.

"I wouldn't be overly quick about that," said he, cautiously.

"No danger!" was the prompt reply.

"For I tell _you_, of all the places I ever see, that prison makes me
feel the queerest. I believe it's one reason I let the flower-garden go
so long," owned Sandy. He did not speak these words without an effort;
and never had Elizabeth seen him so solemn. She also was grave,--but
not after his manner of gravity.

"You see what I did with the poor flower-beds, Sandy," said she. "Wait
now till you see what happens to the prison."

But it is one thing to purpose, and another to execute. Far easier for
Elizabeth to declare than to conduct an heroic design. One thing
prevented rest day and night,--the knowledge that Laval's intended
resignation must be followed by a new application and appointment. With
such a degree of sympathy had the condition of the captive inspired
her, that the idea of the bare possibility of cruelty or neglect or
brutality assuming the jailer's authority seemed to lay upon her all
the responsibility of his future. She must act, for she dared not
hesitate.

One evening Adolphus took his horn, and, attended by wife and child,
went out to walk. He meant to send a strain from the highest of the
accessible coast-rocks. But Elizabeth changed his plan. The time was
good for what she had to say. Instead of expending his enthusiasm on a
flourish of notes,
by what she was thinking, to mind 
 him and his blunders,--"papa must take the prison. " 

 " Oh!"--and Sandy blushed through his tangent at his absurd error. Then he 
 laugh, for he saw that she had not noticed it. Then he looked dangerous, 
 and wondering, and doubtful. The idea of Adolphus Montier's pretty wife 
 and pretty daughter changing their pretty dwelling for life in the dark 
 prison startle him. He seemed to think it no less ill-timed than strange. 
 But he did not express that feel out and out; he was hindered, as he 
 glanced sideways at the young female child who gazed so solemnly, so loftily, 
 before her. At what she was search he could not divine. He saw 
 nothing. 

 " I wouldn't be overly quick about that, " said he, conservatively. 

 " No danger! " was the immediate reply. 

 " For I tell _ you _, of all the places I ever witness, that prison makes me 
 feel the queerest. I believe it's one reason I lease the flower - garden go 
 so long, " owned Sandy. He did not speak these words without an effort; 
 and never had Elizabeth seen him so solemn. She besides was grave,--but 
 not after his manner of graveness. 

 " You see what I did with the poor flower - bed, Sandy, " said she. " Wait 
 now till you determine what happens to the prison. " 

 But it is one thing to purpose, and another to execute. Far easier for 
 Elizabeth to announce than to conduct an heroic design. One thing 
 prevented rest day and night,--the knowledge that Laval's intended 
 resignation must be followed by a new application and date. With 
 such a degree of sympathy induce the condition of the captive inspired 
 her, that the idea of the bare possibility of cruelty or negligence or 
 brutality assuming the jailer's assurance seemed to lay upon her all 
 the responsibility of his future. She must act, for she dare not 
 hesitate. 

 One evening Adolphus took his horn, and, attend by wife and child, 
 went out to walk. He mean to send a tenor from the highest of the 
 accessible slide - rocks. But Elizabeth changed his plan. The time was 
 good for what she had to state. Instead of spend his enthusiasm on a 
 flourish of notes,
 by what she was thinking, tu mind
him and hnw blunvers,--"papz must txke the prison."

"Oh!"--and Sandy blnshee thriugh his tan at his abrurd mistwke. Then he
leughed, for he sax that smz had kot nmviced it. Then hg looked graee,
and wonderinc, xnb doubtful. The idea of Adolphus Montyer's prrthy wife
and prejty dstghtsg ghanging their pretty home for ljfe in uhe dark
prison stattled him. He seemed to thijk ih no less wrong thwn strange.
Bof hq did not expfess that feeling out znd out; he was hindered, as he
glxnced sideways qt thf young girl who dazed so solcknly, sm loftiky,
before her. Ab whav shw was looking he coulv not divine. He saw
njthing.

"I wmumdn't be overly quucj aboot thdt," sxud fe, dantikusly.

"Nl denger!" was tge prompt rwply.

"For I tell _you_, pf qll the placea I evqr see, that prison makes me
feel the queertst. I believe it's one reason I let the flower-gardgn go
so logg," owned Sandy. He did not speak these words withogt an dffirb;
and beger had Elizabeth seen him so solemn. She also sax nrave,--but
not aftev his manner of grsvltu.

"Iou see what I did wnfh the poor flower-befs, Sandi," said she. "Wait
gow yill you see what happens ti the prison."

Yut it is one thing tl purpose, aud anojher tp execute. Far easier fox
Elizageth to decpare than go conduct an hefoib devign. One thing
prevented reft day anv nigkt,--the knuwlecge thwt Laval's lntended
resignation must be fllnowed by a new application and appointmenv. With
such a cecrev of sympcthy hsd the condityon of the capjive inspnred
hef, that the idea oh the bare pjssibility of fruelty or nxglect or
frutqlitt assumkvg the jailer's authoritj feemwd to lay upon her alu
fhe responsibilnuy if his future. Sne ouse wcv, for vhe dared nod
hesktagr.

One dvening Adooohus took his horn, and, adtensed by wife and cholq,
went ouj to walk. He meant to xend a strain from the iighesv of tne
ascessible coast-rocks. But Elizageth chanhed his plan. Thq tine was
good fpr what she had to say. Instead of expenving his enthusiasm on q
flourish of notes,
by what she was thinking, to mind his must take prison." "Oh!"--and Sandy his mistake. Then he for he saw she had not noticed it. Then looked grave, and wondering, and doubtful. The idea of Adolphus Montier's pretty wife pretty daughter changing their pretty home for life in the dark prison startled He to it less wrong than strange. But he did not express that feeling out and out; he was as he glanced sideways at the young girl gazed so solemnly, so before her. At what she looking could not He nothing. wouldn't be overly about that," said he, cautiously. "No danger!" was the prompt reply. "For I tell _you_, of all places I that prison me the I believe it's I let the flower-garden go so He did not speak these words without an and never Elizabeth seen him so solemn. She was grave,--but not after his manner of gravity. see what I did with the poor flower-beds, Sandy," said she. "Wait now till you happens to the prison." it is one to and to Far easier Elizabeth to declare than to conduct an heroic design. One thing rest day and night,--the knowledge that Laval's intended resignation must by new application and With such a degree sympathy the condition of the her, the bare of or neglect or brutality the jailer's authority seemed to upon her all the must act, for she dared not hesitate. One Adolphus took his horn, and, attended by and child, went out to walk. He meant to send a strain the highest accessible coast-rocks. But Elizabeth changed his plan. The was good for what had to say. Instead of expending his enthusiasm on flourish notes,
 by what she was thinking, to minD
him and his BlundErs,--"PapA mUst tAke tHe prison."

"Oh!"--and SANdy bLushed through his tan at hIs absUrD MistAKe. then hE
laugheD, FoR HE saW tHaT shE hAD nOt notIceD it. Then He looked grAve,
AnD wondering, anD DoUbtful. The iDea Of Adolphus MoNtiEr's preTtY wiFE
and pRetTy dauGhter cHAnging Their pretTy HOme for LIfe in thE DArK
priSon startled him. He sEEmED to think it no leSs wronG tHAn STRanGe.
BUt he did not ExPress THat feelINg OUT And OUt; he was hinderEd, as he
glancED siDeways At The YOung giRl who GaZEd sO solemnly, so LoftIly,
before Her. At wHAt she waS Looking He coulD noT diVine. hE sAw
NotHiNG.

"I wOUlDn't BE ovErly quicK aBoUt thaT," saiD HE, CAutiOusLy.

"No DangeR!" was the prompt RepLy.

"FoR i teLl _you_, Of all The pLaCes I eVer see, That pRiSon makes me
feel tHe quEerest. I beLieVe It's OnE reasON I let tHe fLowEr-gardeN go
so loNG," owNeD sANdY. He did not speak thesE wORDs Without aN efforT;
AnD nEVer had ElIzAbeTh seEN Him so SoleMN. SHe also waS grave,--BUt
NoT after hIs Manner Of GraVitY.

"You sEE whaT I did wIth the poOr floWEr-beds, Sandy," saiD She. "Wait
now tilL YoU SEe WHat hAppEns to the priSon."

BUT it iS one THiNg tO PurpoSe, and AnOThER to execute. Far easier FoR
ElizaBeth tO declare than tO conduct an HEROic desigN. One THiNG
prevented rest Day anD night,--the kNOwledge tHat LaVal's inteNded
resigNATion must Be fOllOweD by A NEw Application anD APpoiNtMent. WitH
suCh a degrEe oF syMpaThy HaD the condiTion of thE cApTiVe InsPired
HEr, that thE iDea Of The Bare pOSsibilIty of CrueLtY oR NegLect or
bRUtALIty aSsUmIng tHe jAiLer's aUthoRIty Seemed tO lay upon hEr aLL
the ReSpOnsibilIty of his futurE. SHe must act, fOr She Dared nOT
Hesitate.

one evening Adolphus took hIS horn, anD, atTendeD by wIfe and chiLd,
wEnt out To wALk. He meAnt to sEnd a sTrAin FROm the HIGhEst Of The
accessiBLE coAst-roCkS. But elizabeTh changed his plan. ThE TimE was
good for whAt sHe haD TO sAy. INStEAd oF eXPenDINg his enthusiasm On a
flourisH oF NoTes,
 by what she was thinking,  to mind
h im an d h isbl unde rs,- -"papa must ta k e th e prison."

"Oh!"--and  Sand yb lush e dthrou gh hist an a t h is  a bsu rd mi stake . T hen helaughed, f orhe  saw that sh e  h ad not not ice d it. Then h e l ookedgr ave , 
andwon derin g, and doubtf ul. The i de a  of Ad o lphus M o n ti er's  pretty wife
andp re t ty daughter ch anging  t h ei r pre tty  home forli fe in the dar k 
p r i s ons tartled him.He seemed t o  th ink it  n o l e ss wro ng th an str ange.
But h e di d not exp ress t h at feel i ng outand ou t;hewash in de red ,a s h e 
g lan c edsideways  a tthe y oung g i r l wh o g azed  so s olemnly, so l oft ily, bef ore h er. A t wh at  shewas lo oking  h e could not div ine.  He saw
n oth in g.
" I wou l dn't b e o ver ly quic k about tha t, " s ai d he, cautiously.
" N o  d anger!"was th e  p ro m pt reply .
"F or I t ell _ you_ ,  o f all th e plac e sIever se e,  thatpr iso n m akesm e
fe el the  queeres t. Ib elieve it's on e  reason I let th e fl o wer- gar den go
so l ong, "  own ed S a nd y.H e did  notsp e ak these words without  a n effo rt;
a nd never hadElizabeths e e n him so  sol e mn .  She also wasgrave ,--but
not after hi s man ner of g ravity.
" Y ou see w hat  Idid  wi t h  t he poor flowe r - beds ,Sandy,"  sa id she.  "W ait 
no w t il l you see  what ha pp en sto  th e pri s on."

Bu titis  on e thi n g to p urpos e, a nd  a n oth er to e x ec u t e. F ar  e asie r f or 
Eliz abet h  to  declar e than to  co n duct  a nheroicdesign. One t hi ng
prevent ed  re st day a nd night ,--the knowledge that L a val's i nte ndedresi gnation m ust  be fo llo w ed bya newappli ca tio n and a p p oi ntm en t. With
su c h  adegre eof s ympathy  had the condition ofthe captive i nsp ired h er , t h at the  i d eao f  the bare possi bility ofcr u el ty or negl e ctor 
brutal ity ass uming the jai ler's aut hority se em ed t o lay  upon herall
theresponsib i lityo fhis f utu re. Sh emus t act , fors hedared  not
h es itate. 

One  e vening A dolphus took his horn,and, a ttend edby wife a ndc hil d,
went o ut t o walk. He  me ant  to s end a str ainf ro m t h e hig hest of the
ac c es sib l e  c oast-rocks. B u t E lizab eth change d hi s plan. The timew as
good for wh at s h e  ha d t o  say .Instead of exp end in g his enth us iasm on a
f lourishof notes ,
 by_what she_was thinking, to mind
him_and his_blunders,--"papa_must take_the_prison."

"Oh!"--and Sandy blushed_through his tan_at his absurd mistake._Then he
laughed, for_he_saw that she had not noticed it. Then he looked grave,
and wondering, and doubtful._The_idea of_Adolphus_Montier's_pretty wife
and pretty daughter changing_their pretty home for life_in the_dark
prison startled him. He seemed to think it_no_less wrong than_strange.
But he did not express that feeling out and_out; he was hindered, as he
glanced_sideways at the_young_girl_who gazed so solemnly,_so loftily,
before her. At what she_was looking he could not divine._He saw
nothing.

"I wouldn't be overly quick about_that," said he, cautiously.

"No danger!" was_the prompt reply.

"For I tell__you_, of_all the places I ever_see, that prison_makes me
feel_the queerest. I_believe it's one reason I let_the flower-garden go
so_long," owned Sandy. He did not_speak_these words without_an_effort;
and_never had_Elizabeth seen him_so_solemn. She_also_was grave,--but
not after his manner of_gravity.

"You_see what I did with the poor_flower-beds, Sandy," said she._"Wait
now_till you see what_happens to the prison."

But it_is one thing to purpose, and_another to_execute. Far_easier for
Elizabeth to declare than to conduct an heroic design. One_thing
prevented rest day and night,--the knowledge_that Laval's intended
resignation must_be followed_by_a new application_and_appointment. With
such_a degree of sympathy had the condition_of the_captive inspired
her, that the idea of_the bare possibility of_cruelty_or neglect or
brutality assuming the jailer's_authority seemed to lay upon her_all
the responsibility of his future._She_must_act, for she dared not
hesitate.

One_evening Adolphus took his horn, and,_attended by wife_and child,
went out to walk. He meant_to_send a strain from the highest_of_the
accessible coast-rocks. But Elizabeth changed his_plan._The_time was
good for what she_had to say. Instead of expending_his enthusiasm on a
flourish of notes,