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Lord Vincent stared in astonishment, wondering what brought them there; but he found no words in which to put the question. The chaplain constituted himself the spokesman of the party. "My lord, this unhappy man wishes to see you before he dies; and the sheriff has kindly accorded him the privilege," said Mr. Godfree. Lord Vincent looked from the chaplain to the prisoner in perplexity and terror.

ANN GODFREE The frisky oxen Neighborly interest The "beer out of ye barrill" Mixed theology The onbewitched sow "Ann Godfree aged 27 years testifieth yt she came to Thos Disbrows house ye next morning after it was sd yt Henry Grey whipt his cow and sd Disbrows wife lay on ye bed & stretcht out her arme & sd to her oh!

There are many other players of real promise coming to the front. Boston boasts of a group that contains Mrs. Mallory abroad, Miss Leslie Bancroft and Mrs. Godfree. There are Miss Martha Bayard, Miss Helen Gilleandean, Mrs. Helene Pollak Folk, Miss Molly Thayer, Miss Phyllis Walsh and Miss Anne Townsend in New York and Philadelphia. France

The great adversary himself is said to be not so black as he is painted. That same night, that last solemn night of the criminal's life, the prison chaplain stayed with the wretched man. Mr. Godfree was a fervent Christian; one whose faith could move mountains; one who would never abandon a soul, however sinful, to sink into perdition while that soul remained in its mortal tenement.

And then, as Frisbie expressed the desire to spend the remainder of the night in devotion, Mr. Godfree decided to remain with him. He read aloud to the convict portions of Scripture suited to his sad case; he prayed fervently with him for the pardon of his sins; and then he sang for him a consoling hymn. Oh, strangely sounded that sacred song arising in the deep silence of the condemned cell.

It was sufficiently conclusive to insure the conviction of the prisoner, even if there had been nothing to support it. But the most fatal evidence was yet to be produced: The Reverend Christian Godfree, chaplain of the jail, was called to the stand and duly sworn.

Frisbie went on to say that nothing but the terrors of death induced him to become a party to that base conspiracy against the honor of a noble lady, and that he had suffered almost as much remorse for his crimes against Lady Vincent as for his murder of Ailsie Dunbar. All this Mr. Godfree took down in short-hand from the lips of the conscience-stricken man.

He spoke of some one else. "There is Ernest Godfree. No better match for you in the county. And I'm sure he worships the very ground you walk on." Sybil made an angry gesture, exclaiming: "Then I wish he would have respect enough for the ground he worships to keep himself off it altogether! I hate that man!" "Well, well, hate is a poor return for love! But we'll say no more of him.

And then a manuscript was placed in his hand, and he was asked if he could identify that as the veritable last confession made by the convict, Alick Frisbie, in his cell, on the night previous to his execution. Mr. Godfree carefully examined it and promptly identified it.