WEATHER REPORT.

Bush Advocate, Volume XVIII, Issue 490, 16 August 1906, Page 5

WEATHER REPORT.

« Captain Edwin wired to-day :— Moderate to strong southerly winds ; glass rise ; indications frost to-night.

(Continuation of news on eighth page )

The roc-tor.-* head dropped. Alaft! Alan ! and alas! For the voice, though veiy soft*, was easy to recogniso. Colin Evans and Judo Gable! The two of them. "it's proper," replied Colin. Almost immediately 'Afterwards there came «i sharp, though subdued, cry of anger, witli a coarse word. I.?oth young men wore before the chocolate and yellow i_afc, and it had surprised tbem. "Done, by God !" whispered Jude Gable, hoarsely. It was now as if the Rector of Glin had received bis cue. "Yes. Jude, done by God himself!" he spoke out, as clearly and reverently as if, at the eagle reading desk in his little church, he were announcing the end ot* the First or Second Lesson- and having said it he rose and pushed aside tho curtain. But a scurry was already in progress 13y the light of the single candle they wye using the rector saw one leg of Jude Gable, aud only one, as it slipped out of view at the window. They had left the i window open, merely pulling the curtain i across it. J tide's flight was thus a simple matter. Colin F-vans remained. He stood like a man turucd to stone, with tlie candle glow on one half of his face. Tito chisel was in his hand, and bir. elbow was bent as if for action. Thu rector came close to hire, even touched him. "Colin !" he said. "You may go. And yet, no. Not yet. Don't you realise what you are doing? Are you mad?" The man's arm relaxed, and fell to hie side. "Are you mad? 16 this the kind of life you and Jude have been living? Ah, my boy," and the rector put his hand on the ' rogue's shoulder, "can't you see where it I will lead you, both of you, as inevitably i its death. Go, Colin, and let me say it 1 to you, in words wiser than mine, 'sin no more.' But who suggested this crime, you ror Jude?" "I did, sir." "xlh ! I'm thankful you can say so — very thankful. Go, my boy; I will send your bicycle —no, I will fetch it. Please to help me with the light." The Rector went fearlessly to the door, having first given Colin Evans the candle, and thus aided he brought the bicycle and Colin's cap with it. It was a French window to the parlour, convenient for this purpose. He rested the bicycle against a table, drew the curtain, and opened the window wid». "There, my boy," he said. "Good-night, and try something better, will you " The other neither spoke nor moved. "Will you?" he pleaded again, offering Colin his hand. "Promise that, and I will forgive you this night's work." "I promise, sir," then said Colin, in a firm voice. "But —you will not tell my mother?" "She shall know nothing about your coming to Gliu to-night, Colin; I will mako that quite right. When next you come, come as aa honest man, "will yeu?" *'l li try to do even that, sir." "God bless you, then, and keep you in that determination, my boy," eaid the i