The news of the terrible tragedy spread. The papers got hold of the
story, and made the most of it.
CHAPTER XXI.
THE BLOW FALLS.
"Father, father, what is the matter? What ails you?"
Mr. Minton had taken up the paper after breakfast. He had glanced
carelessly down the columns.
The editorials were dull, and the news meagre. Suddenly, he came across
a large heading--"DREADFUL TRAGEDY!"
He read a few lines, and then uttered a cry of horror. He threw down the
paper, and looked at Minnie. It was a look of anguish.
Minnie reached forward for the paper. Her eye caught the fatal head
line. By its suggestion of horror it provoked that hunger for details
which, in its acute stage, becomes pruriency.
This is what the eye, with a constantly augmenting expression of
fearfulness, conveyed to the brain:--
"DREADFUL TRAGEDY.--About mid-day yesterday one of the most fearful
tragedies ever enacted in this province, indeed in Canada, took place
in the village of Megantic. Our readers are familiar with the agrarian
troubles in which Donald Morrison has been figuring for some time past.
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