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‘ancis S. Smith,
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ML 2s J the Charity Child,”
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dits of tragedy and well id deseriptions.’?—Boston Evening

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paints in glowing words the betrayal, of a beautiful, innocent
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Ly) dodcua THE OLD NEWSPAPERE cy 6.)
There «was a strong: of chivaity in thé nature of
Dora’s Jover, aud le spoke no idle) woras' when he said
that; hadihe lived in the days when such! things were.
done, ‘ie would have woril her: ‘colors'anad' done battle for
her: father. 1twas: not: mew toi himi! that her young life
had« been clouded by tue mystery avitiely’ Overtiung that
father’s fate.’ Miss irvingeaiways spoke of /hini as of a
Martyr+one who: hady red as: deeply as he had been
wrouged—and the youth myould have defied to the’ death
any one who dared a {
«He told the count tha radiant ‘facée—related what.
tad taken place: witheas much enthusiasm as if he al-
ready saw his ‘task acedém plished, aud woudered why his
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. “Mrs Allen said d adbetter ‘consul fore T began,
though I do not'see that: I have undertaken ‘anything dif-
ficult. Her favher't ‘and.it cannot bei & to
find him. .He will tel What the myster¢:
knows her.lappiness/ anu: mine. lupo Vits’ being
cleared?) iit bus Bes etleo bere baa Tolle ce |
>You have, undertaken an impossibility, rare te
a task as this would! falls more naturally tor ‘uncle.
Would Stephen ‘Irving rest, do ‘you think, #fleré were
any hope that his brother could be ‘restored! to ‘the
world Piaiolu ei oyool :opid 69 SHE ME 9K

“He has not my:incentive, mother. He sdoes not know
Dora’s nature as ldo. It would bave? brought tears! to.
your eyes, ast. did to Mr. Allem’s—and: mine, too, if the
iruth be sold—lrad you seen her when.shéisaid she would.
feel it-a sin to marry till she could look into her father's:
face and know that all the worldkuew how patient, brave
and free {rom blame her fatherhadatways been. 1 took a,
solemn vow, mother—swore it°to Heaven—that 1 wouid.
restore him to‘her and clear hisréputation.”’

“You took a solemn vow? is 9 0

“Onimy kuees. And Dora was right, My whole happi-
ness depends on the fulfillment of the vow Ltook. My
darling will be my wife then—slié promised me; and sie
kissed me—twice. Look back, mother, to your own young
days, and try to recollect what
been-to'the man you love? 8) 58)

“What, Edward, if’ I tell'you I know the nature of
the mnystery which keeps Miss Irving's father from his.
home ??? | 5 See gil Qe Dah PHBE :

“Why you would tell me.*? — cuba

“But if it is so terrible, so strangely linked with your
life and mine, that it miglt be au eternal barrier between
Dora and you??? y SE , Mii

“You would tell me, mother. I should ask you, pray,
implore youl There could be no barrier between us.
Aceuse her father of the worst of erimes, and’ I would
not believe it—because he is her father. Give. mean an-
gel’s testimony, and I would shut my soul to it—because
he is her father. Teil. me yourself, mother, you have
been more than an angel to me; and then—then—if you
seid be was not innocent I would ask Heaven to Jet me
die. yt ‘
“My poor boy,” the countess ‘sai
arms, “you force the mysier t

see for yourself why Ste
secret from you both.’?

Lady Charlion went to her writing desk, and unlocking
an inner drawer took from it au old newspaper, carefully
foided at 2 paragraph. It was headed ‘The Singular
Tragdy in France.”

“Read every line from first to last,’ she said, “before
you put a question to me. ‘Then turn to the center of the
paper, and you will find a leading article upon the case.
That goes fully into the circumstances which are supposed
to have led up to the crime.”

Wouderiug what this could have to do with Dora’s
father, the youth began to read the paragraph, which
filled nearly half a column, and told briefly enough the
trial of Alian Irving fur the murder of Arthur de Vere.
The leading article went into fuller details, and gaye the
antecedents of botl,

Edward put the paper down in silence. He had not
been prepared for this. It made his heart cold to think
the father of his innocent love had been tried for a felou’s
deed and undergone a felon’s punishment.

“But this man—Cuptain De Vere—stole his wife away,”
he said, after a pause. “It was a dreadful thing for Mr.
Irving to do, if he did it. Yet if any one were to take
Dora from me I could not rest till | had killed him. Stole
his wife away, and robbed him like a common thief.’

“Hush, Edward! 1 have not told youall. You have no
recoliection of your own father?’? .

“None. Uncle took you from him when I was a child.
He was not a good man, for he nearly broke your heart.”

“Still, he was your father.” fis,

“Pardon me, motiier, if lsay this. Does the mere fact
that | owe my birth to him give him a claim upon my re-
spect, love, honor, and obedience, when he did nothing,
by precept or example, to deserve ejther. I can only be
sorry tliat he was my father, and wishhe had not been.’

“It is not for us to judgehim, my son, Me paid a heavy
penalty fur his misdeeds. He went very suddenly to his
jast account, in the midst of his imiquity, aud without a
mmoment’s warning.’ ;

‘How, then, did he die?”

“You have it there in your. hands. You have just read
t) ’ é

“Mother, this speaks of Captain De Vere.”’

“That is thename your father went by. It was he who
stole Dora’s mother from her home; it was he for whose
death Allan Irving suffered.”

The countess had taken Edward. in her arms again be-
fore she told litm this. It was atender and thoughful
precaution, for he laid his face on iver breast aud trembled
like a ciild. She had to soothe him with gentle words
and caresses before the nerveless trembling ceased and he
could speak. 9 | i tes

“What a bitter heritage a sinful man leaves behind
him,”? she said to herself, ‘He may die, but we cannot
bury his misdeeds. They live to bliglit the lives of those
who would have loved him—those whose peace and hap-
piness ought to have been his chief care.”

“*Mother.?? hy

The faint and hollow tone told how deeply he was

 
  
    

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dLhaye kept the

wounded. :
“Come, my darling,” she said, tenderly, “try amd» be
strong. . Remember, | have borne this secret many years.”’
“Tell me what I ought to do.” , ”
“Your simplest duty. Bear with resignation the shame.
we have not brought upon ourselyes.”? Bipeyeies
“What can we say to Dora?”? vies
“Nothing; slie must never know. The worst dread she
has is that there was some sad secret bet ween ler parents,
and she does not know which was to blame,”
‘Yesterday I was so happy,’ he said, brokenly, ‘so full
of lope, and now my father’s grave lies between us. With
8ucid secret. in my heart, how can J ever look into her
sweet face again? For ifher fatheris innotent, see how
deeply: my futher wronged him’?
“He will not visit that on JN EPO Stephen Irving
and I weighed all these things before we let you learn to
love each other.?? S63 ;
“But if it was her father who killed mine???
‘Dismiss that from your mind forever. The truth will
come out Some day, aud in tie meantime you must share
my faitt in his perfect innocence. I have a little secret of
my own to tell you, Edward, Mr. Irving has asked me to
be his wife,” qi li
“Iam not entirely surprised. What have you said?’
“I gave no distinct promise. He is a good man, and I
loved tim if the years gone by; but I wauttosee you and
Dora happy first”? ws 4
“That is your only reason for not promising ?”’
“My only reason.”? .
lies you must be satisfled Allan Irving is quite Inno-
cent.
“I am sure he is, Whatever the mystery may be, he
told the truth,”
“And I have a double motive for keeping my promise,”
said Edward, er Pea and determined. “If the man
he wrouged most of all could spare lim, no other had the
right to send him from the world in sucha terrible way.
In avenging my father, Ishall take the stain from) Mr.
Irving’s name, and when that is done, we will try to
cep ee cruel things. At first it seemed too much to
ar.
“Time takes the pain from memories like these, Ed-
ward. To-day, while the agony is new, we feel as if death
would be welcome, Resiguation comes, and the spirit

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grows tranquilized, as to-day sinks into yesterday. There

uch 2 monet would have |_

| What you have heard.

at his desk in Zoln Planter’s business,
ern Frederick went to most frequently, and, separated from him

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is always something to live for while there is something to
love.”?

Dora’s lover began his task with a strong and quiet
resolutton, Which angured we for success, if success
stood within tne realins of probability. Althe outset lye
intended to work single-handed, seeking help from no
ene. He tried to analyze the case, and mark down a
definite plan, and he found himselfinvolved in a labyrimth
of Lbalf-formed truths and contradictory conjectures,

“IT want help at starting, he confessed to himself, at
fast, “and 1 believe our eccentric friend at Chelsea is the
man to give it to me if he will”?

He went to Chelsea early in the morning, and alone.
The painter greeted him from his easel with a friendly
pel, and being busy with his right hand, gave. him his
eft.

“Nearest the heart, you know,’ he said. ‘At least, so
they say.; To me it Seems a bad apology for want of po-
liteness., Sit down and be quiet till | have fixed a little
bit that.is in my mind’s eye just now.’ ;

He would have said the same to an imperial prince.
That nothing sheuld interrupt him in his work was a fixed
pringiple of his.

“Nbw,’’ he said, after ten minutes’ rapid and. effective
industry, *{l:am at your service for half-an-iiour, my lord.
By the way, how loug have you been a lord, and how do
you like it ???

“Not many years, Mr, Allen. I forgetit sometimes, and
I wist: my friends would, I have lost tie last of my old
companions because they are afraid 1 should think they
were tuft-hunting, and those who follow me up mouth my
title till Iam tired of it.”

“Well, my lad, while you haye that spirit you will give
dignity to your title, which is better than depending upon
your title for your dignity. Help yourself to cigars. | Will
you have some coffee, or anything else?”

“Thanks, Vil take. nothing yet; and I do not smoke so
early in the day. Ihave, come to you for advice, Mr.
Allen, and helpin the task I have set myself, You told
me it was, bigger than Limagiued, and you are right.
Since I acted on your, suggestion, and consulted her lady-
Ship, it has, assumed »&; magnilude altogether unex-
pected,’? 1109 PALS

‘You had, better; smoke,’!, said the painter, lighting a
cigar. ‘It fills in the pauSes and assisis the listening.
That is. right, Now go,ahead.”

“Why did you suggest should consult her ladyship,
Mix. Aen (owe, ro

;

“That is a leading question, my young friend,” said the

} painter, disconcerted for a, moment:*> Don’t do it again,

please. In the first place, because she is older thau you,
iS Most mothers are. Iu fhe hext, because she . Was sure
to give you good advice, that’s why.”

“And she told me the truth. You will never tell.Dora,
Mr, Allen? You know the mystery of her father’s exile—
you heard of the trial, perhaps? He was an Englishman
and an artist, Jike-yourself.”!

, “I don’t know how tar le was. like me; but I read the
trial “every. Word, aid I know him. Most of us know
each other, We shouldn't wish each other hanged so
x Be Re ees if we didn’t.”
ves 4 “her??*

» “Not L.my pb 1 never tell anything.”’

‘AW ell,"th ae dnt Lo fiud the truth out, and bring the
guilty ma to} ‘ice, I have astronger motive now than
Thad before, iid;

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often, instead
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‘read your Bible, Master Edward ?””

Ae:
ar ie a 5 :
; “eran ee tain verse in it which you may have for-
warten erning Him to whom vengeance belongs.”
sf the Pate é the humbie instrument, then, and let. me re-
milid y uof another verse.’
~y ahs foraneye? Yes, Jad; but the otheris best, and
‘apart roni that, you have taken up an unsatisfactory busi-
ness. An ‘amateur detective is about as likely to succeed
as an amateur actor; and, depend upon it, you would get
no help from the. professionals, They are not Jikely to as-
Sist you, when your success would throw discredit on
their sagacity,’? ’

“If you will help me to a starting point, I will trust to
myself for the rest.’?
_. “Let the business alone, my friend. That is my advice
to you. Dora’s faiher is somewhere, depend upon it, and
he will turno up at the right moment. If it is his pleasure
to keep out of the way, he would not thank you for un-
‘earthing him; in fact, he might be angry —play the stern
parent, and refuse to let you place a coronet on his daugh-
ter’s beauteous brow. Seriously, you had better Jet the
business alone, Itwill come right of itself sooner than
you expect.”? :

“Do you think so ??

“Tami sure of it.??

“But I have another motive now.”

“Without asking what it is, l repeat my advice.”

“I regret to say I cannot take it this time.’?

“And I regret to say we sliall not be friends. unless you
do. Come, Jad, if all the darkuess of Egypt were gathered
over your head in one cloud, there is plenty of time in
your young life for the sun to break through. Dora shall
give you back the promise you made her. Iam _ painting

| a miniature of her on ivory, and you shall have it if you

drop this thankless search, It can only do more harm
than’ good.” or

“You could say more than this if you liked, Mr. Allen,’
said Edward, reluctantly. “When shall I have the mini-
ature ???. '

“In a day or two.” ;

“I sometimes think you,’ he began, looking steadfastly
at the painter, ‘‘are——?

“A wise man does not speak his thought when he sees
it is best left unspoken,”? said Mr. Allen, patting him
kindly on the shoulder. “Be content with Lhe result of
This, at least; has come of your
proinise; you know ihe worst. The.reat that is te cone
can only tend toredeem it. ‘° ‘

CHAPTER XLII
STRICKEN DOWR..

The painter did not speak on supposition when he said
the mystery would come right of itself sooner than Lord
Charlion expected. Ever since Allan Irving returned to
England, and trusting to the change in his appearance,
and the thin disguise of his Christian for his surname,
kept aloof from his friends, he had been keenly watching
all that transpired.

His patient fortitude was bringing its own reward now.
He had wou Dora’s love, though she only knew him as a
stranger, and had seen him at his worst. He had Ste-
phen’s companiousiip and sympathy, and he had been
able to act with mereiful compassion to his repentant
wife. The Jasthad been his bituerest struggie, and was
his greatest triumph.

Deepiy and irreparably as she had injured him, he could
find itin his heart to pity her now—she had paid so dearly
for her false and feverish dream of love with the man for
whom she left him, ‘There were extenuating poiutsin the
eircumstancs of her flight. She had the onus of her broth-
er’s crime to bear. Her husband had goue, leaving a
stern and angry charge. She was helpiess, panic-stricken,
and the tempter was at hand, Her weakuess had never
degenerated into criminality till she was wholly in his
power; anu after the first step into sin there was no re-
turn,

“I ean forgive her,’’ he said to himself, “although I know she
knew who killed the man for whose death I suffered. Through
all these long years I have watched her, and I know how thor-
oughly she has repented. Iam glad I can say itin my heart—I
can forgive her.”’

He did not deny, when putting the question to his inner self,
that much of this gentle teeling had come with the change in
his lite. He felt.no bitterness against his guilty wife for having

tolen into his brother’s house as a stranger, and gained Dora’s
ove, but he had made up his mind she could not always re-
main there.

“Whether Master Edward takes my advice or not, the truth
will come out belore long,” he thought. “Phe mills of the gods
grind slowly, but they do not leave the smallest grain un-
iouched. I haye waited my time, and made no attemptto in-
terfere with the celestial machinery. They have sent Stephen
to me, and taught my daughter to love me of her own accord.
It would be Paganism to doubt them for the rest.”

He. had his plan of action. He did notintend to denounce
Clara to Stephen or Dora. He did not intend to aiways main-
tain the thin disguise which had served him so well. He kuew
the time must come when he would have to take his place iu his
brother’s house, and stand with his mame clear before the world:

“And then she must go,” he said, thinking of Clara. “That is
the penalty she hasto pay. Itis better tur Vora to regret the
loss of her friend, Mrs. Smith, than turn with @ shudder trom
her mother.”

Keeping careful watch as he had since his retarn to England,
the artist had gained such information as threw a light on the
tragedy in France. He remembered the glimpses he caught of
a face that looked like Frederick Murrells, and, playing detec-
tive for himself, he discovered that Frederick had ubsented him-
self from business for two days, one of which fell Upon the date
of the murder,

The artist 2ever lost sight of him for long together. He made
a poiut of passing the young man in the street, or watching bim
He found out which tayv-

by a thin pariition only, studied his face in the looking-glass
with ;hiea iti the fashion to make public-houses more attrac-
tive. His first impression grew iaty a settled conviction the
mgipye saw of iim. .

““Itis the face 0. a man with a secret on his soul,” Allan Irv-
, “Nervous hand, drooping gait, and haunted
eye tell the story plainly to him who has the cue, Idonot think
he ever feels the feast remorse, but it troubles him in the dark
hours of the night like the terrors of superstition. Iam gladI
have nof bis crime to answer for. Idg not think I could live if
I had the dead face cfa man I had kuled photographed on my
memory.”

He hadi formed a true estimate of Frederick’s condition. He
felt no remorse tor the deed he had committed. Long betore ict
was accomplished, the wish to do it had taken root in Ins heart.
To keep the savage oath ke took in prison became animimoyable,
relentless purpose. He brooded over it tl it became a mania—
perhaps with some madness in it.

/There were times whon Fred gloried in the remembrance he
had avenged humsell, his sister, and her husband in those few
awful moments, when the blind ury of his hatred gave his grip
a greater strength ; and there were times when he was the most
wretched creature on whom the sungshone, or for whom the
moon made the night ghastly.

he excesses of his youth had shattered his nerves; the Jong,
depressing captivity in prison had broken his spiriv. He felt no
remorse, but he hau. been superstitious asa child, and many a
time he woke in tears from hissleep, bathed from: head to toot
in asweat of terror,

Sleepless nights and weary days told upon his broken constitu-
tion. He went back to John Planter’s home when Clara left,
He found a kind triend in his sister’s blunt und homely hus-
band, and a gentle nurse in Ada herself.

“Poor Fred will never get over his imprisonment,” Mrs. Plan-
ter said, ‘‘He was too proud to bearit, He will go inte a con-
sumption, I believe.’

“That is what they call it,” said her husband; “but it is more
like heart waste—a sort ot hopeless melancholy, that many a
poor fellow dies of in the infirmary soon alter he comes out,”

If kindness, good living and sobriety could have saved him,
Fred would have lived; but the seeds of death were sown in
those dreary months of his ca:tivity. Ue grew thinner by: im-
perceptible degrees, and then «dry, deep cough took possession
othim. There was no wistakiug the symptoms—there was no
staying their progress. The faint, moist hand and luminous eye,
with the hectic fiush in his check, and the voice which tired so
soon, told their own tale plainly eveugit, Buthe bore up with
wonderlul courage to the last. ’

“You must give up business and take a rest,’? John Planter sald
to him. **You work harder than any man in the place, old fel-
low, and you are too useful fog mé to lose. I shall send you to

 

Brighton for a few weeks with Ada to look after you. Get some
ozone into your system and you will soun be all right.”

ne ee

“IT shall never be all right,” said Fred, quietly. “I wouid
rather remain where Bam, Jobn. could not stand the jolting of
the train. Ishouki not like strange people about me. My work
keeps me from thinking, and I will keep at it while I ean.”

He kept at it while he comld; but the rest he denied himself
was forced upou him soon. He fainted exce at his desk, and
had to be takeQ home in a cab. y

“You will fifil the ledger ali right,” he said, when he rallied
_ te in the evening; “but I think I have written my last figures

n it,?

“Nonsense, Fred; you bave overtaxed your strength, as I
knew you would. The doctor told me.there is plenty ef vitality
left in you.” ’ :
; Murrell raised himself up with the assistance of-his brother-in-
suw’s steady shoulder, and pointed to his own reflection in the
chimney glass.

“Does that look like vitality 2’ hessid, with a siekly smile at
the attenuated outling ot his face and figure. “Lf shall’ be more
trouble to you than Lhave beeu yet; but I don’t belicve you will
mind it much.”
aane bit, my boy. We only want to see you pull round

ain.’

Fred had gone past the time when kindly words can cheer the
man who knows lisdoom. Nothing but his dread ot solitude had
kept him at his post. He shrank trom the thought of a sick bed
—the feverish sleeplessness and disordered tancies that came
when he was alone. John Planter’s kindness could not cheer
him; but he was graterul for ir.

They were very thoughtful with him. He was never permitted
to feel himselfin the way. Ada bad remained true to her seif-
made promise, and madg her husband’s home a home in every
true sense of the word. rederick’s illuess brought out the better
points of her nature more aid more, and she tended him with
putkent, womanly tenderness, He took a fancy,4o the-drawing
room, He liked the bright surroundinys—the pictures, flowers,
and the piano, There was a lounge on which be Could lie and
watch the outside world trom the window, and they could wheel
him quietly from one room 10 the other as he wished. So much
kindness. gave the sick mau a better tone of minds He grew
more hopeful and more repentant. Ada read to him as he be-
came too weak to hokl a book for himself. He*had never cared
for aserious or high order of literature, aud religious works
might as well have been presented to hint in Hebrew for the
Knowledge he had of them,

John Planter, with the best intentions, picked otit anything
he thought would please Fred’s taste—works im which tun was
sometimes. Obtained at the expense of delicacy, and slang did ser-
vice for wit.
valid.

“IT want something quieter,” he said to his sister, speaking
with hesitation, and keeping his face turned away from, her.
“There’s a Testament somewhere, isn’t there, Ada?” c

“Yes, Fred.” : Sure eet

“Find that chapter about the Cross, you know, where Ie ay
gave them—the two thieves who died with Him. I used to like
the-Testament when I was a boy.” ii y

was the hardest task he’ could have set her, but she com-
pried. The Books of the Apostles had taken.the smailest. possi-
ble share in the early training of the Barer and the words of
grace and promise fell ae trom AdwPlanter’s lips: - Fred
listened with closed eyes, but she could see that he was
listening. :

“Yes,” he said). with a sighy when she putithewolume gently
down; “it don’t seem so hard “when a manf‘isdotie up. A little
more of it when we were children would not have done us any

The time came when they failed to amuse the in-

harm. I wish you would send for Clara.”

returned from France after Allan Irving’s trial. 1€ euld’ re-
straint between them had shown:no sighs of) mitigation. Even
when he was ill Clara did not soften toward. him. She would
not see him, but contented herself with a single inquiry ‘as to his
condition, 5 $ > yadabde wy )

“Tell her I have something on my mind, and Pasa to have
it written down before I get too weak. I don't Suppose any ons
ba we me now. They may just as welllet me linger here
i le. ods

He spoke more to himself than to her, and She did not ask him
What hemeant. She seni a letter that afternoon to Mrs. Smith,
at Stephen Irving’s house, and Clara answered itin personanthe
evening. ? ,

“Just try and say.something to,.comfort the poor fellow,” Mrs.
Planter said, when she took Clara into her own room... “He
won’t be here Jong to trouble any one, and you might be more
civil, no matter what he has done.” ’ ‘

“You will not wonder at my conduct, Ada, when you have
heard what he has to tell. Whois with him? ;

“John. Fred asked him to put.a wriling-table by the bedside
and take it down. It ins been on his mind some time, I think.
Do you know what itis??’ > peer |

“Yes,” was the gloomy reply—‘fa confession. You will hear
it with us. “He can trust.you better than he-can me? “ ~

Frederick’s wan face lighted up with a taint: smile when Clara
entered the room. Jolin Planter, with a serious brow, sat, pen
in hand, waiting to begiu. He followed l’réd’s wistful glance to
his sister. ‘

“I want you to write down what Isay, said the dying man,
“and put your name to it when [have done and signed mine.
Then seal it up in one of your envelopes, John, and give it to
Clara to Keep till lam dead; or keep it yourselt till then, and
then give it to Irving’s brother, the merchant.”

“Whatever you wish, Fred, shail be attend@l toe.” ;

“T know that, Jack. You have been the best friend I ever had,
bad as I was; ard. [ have been worse than you ever thought.
But give me your hand, and when you kuow the worst, don’t
tuke it away.” “i i

John Planter took the sick man’s hand in both his own. Fred
found strength and comfort in that kindly clasp.

“[ made. up my mind never let any of: you know,” he said,
slowly. “There did not seem much use in it, and I was afraid

you might turn from me; but I have thought better of it since.
Keep your word, Jack, and hold my hand. It was I, and no one
else—— :

He paused with the words in his throat. :

“Poor Irving had two years for it, and everybody thought he
got oft very well; but he-was as innocent, Jack, as you are. It
was I—I myself, and no one else, who kilied Arthur De Vere.

“Yes, I did it,” he went on, us Adu Plaiiter shrank back with
astifled cry. ‘‘He led me into ruin—made me a forger and
a thief, and left me in the lurch atthe last. You know what I
said at my trial, and every word was true. If he had acted on
the square then, I could have forgiven him; but he ought to
have let Clara alone. I would have stopped him long before if I
had thought what game he was playing; but it never struck me,
Iwas lke a schoulboy in his hands, somehow. If I ever hit
upon the truth.and suspected him, I forgot all about it when he
met me. He had that influence over ine ‘and I could not get
away from it. ea 2 ;

“Clara’s letter settled it,” he said, after a pause, during which
the silence remained unbroken. “lt was bad enough for him to
sell me, and i took a bitter oath in prison to do fer him when I
got the chance. Alter I got my liberty, when I came here, Jack.
and you weres0 kind to me, I forgot it by degrees, aud blame
myself as mugh as him; but Clara’s letter brought it all back.
I knew how ie had served others. He used to buast-of his cold-
blooded clever cruelty, and I was wretch enough to admire him
tor it, never thinking 1t would be brought home to me through
my own sister; but that did it. Had he veen at the other end of
the world, I would have got at him somehow and killed him, had
he had the strength of Samson.” i 7

“You had better say no more to-night,” said Planter, gently.
“This is one of your delusions, Fred, and Iam not going to write
it. Your brain is excited, and you are tired,” Sig

“Tris not knew or strange to me,” said Clara. ‘‘Write it down,
Jobn Planter, for the sake of the man who suffered in. his‘place,
Every werd is the solemn truth.”

{TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.]}
>-o + _—_——

Miss Neilson and Josh Billings. -

Considerable interest as well. aS amusement has been
created in San Francisco at agrim joke perpetrated by
certain photographers by their manner of displaying in
their windows the pictures of Miss Neilson and Josh
Billings.

‘he Ohronicle, in the gratification of its constant desire
to publish uselul information, said to its thousands of
readers that ia its opinion Mr. Billings was the homeliest
man that ever came to Sau Francisco. This opinion, we
are pieased to say, is: fully shared by ir. Billings him-
self, as the following note, received yesterday, will
testify: i

He had never expressed sucha wish since bes ‘erspemphe

 

OXYDENT’L HOTEL, Mareh the 28 ‘
To THE EDDITUR OF THE KRONIKAL:— |

Sur—My wile sez that wen a man wunse gits a name
fur bein ugly he mite_cz well skytup hiz shop ez tur az wim-
inem iz concerned. Konzekentf¥ she gus a tile mad wen she
reads wot the Kronikal hiez got to say about mi ugliness. Now i
kinder like it. I know if it wuz the fashun fur men to be hung
for ther buty i wood live fur menny daze. You are rite, mister
Edditur, i hav offl0 thaut. thet i waz the orneriest lookin Kuss
that ever lived, & though mi wile seziamt,i No nowi am, Boos
Sum boddy else sez so. Tenny rate, ez 1 sed the other nite in
plat’s haul, “i-wood rather bey a nose 7 and a 1-2 inches long
than B cauled the hansomest man in Californy, fora hansome
man i dispize above aul things.” Yours, &c.,

JOSH BILLINGS.

In consequence of the fact that the public have fully in-
dorsed the Chronicle's and Mr, Billings’ judgment with
refe,euce 10 tle latter’s beauty, aud also. that the publie¢,
with cue accord, have pronouuced Miss Neilson the most
beautiful woman that ever played Juliet, the photograph-
ers have conceived the happy thought of placing the pie
tures of the two distinguished persous in theiy show win-
dows side by side. The effect las been ludicrous in the
extreme. All day yesterday ljarge crowds gatiered
around the different windows and gazed with the keenest
relish at the striking contrast presented. Ail enjoyed the
fun, and no one more 80 than Josh himself when, in the
afternvon, he passed by a window under the Lick House,
and saw whit the crowd were laughing at.—San Fran-
cisco Chronicle.

 

Runaways in the Public Parks.

To THE EDITORS OF THE NEW YORK WEEKLY—
Gentlemen: Runaway accidents in our public parks are
becoming too frequent, and any plan for their prevention
showd receive the attention of the Park Commissioners.
It often happeus that a runaway team Causes serious in-
jury to the occupants of a vehicle with which the former
cullides im ils mad passage through the crowded thor-
oughfares of the park. ‘The frighteued team starts off
mnadly, aud & sudden turn of the road brings it violently
in Contact with vehicles that are quietly pursuing their
way, the occupants of the latter not dreaming of danger,
There ig 2 crash, an upset, and perhaps life seriously in-

jared. Nowif ageneral alurin were scunded the ma-

ment after & runaway Slarts, the drivers of other vehicles
would be put on their guard, and. by Weir watchfulness
prevent collision with the runaway. et

The plan which £ propose 1s simple, and I think would
prove effectual, Have a bell-lower centrally located, the
bell to be rung by electricity, and large enough to be
heard in every section of the park, The bell should be
connecied, by electric wires, Wilh sigual-boxes stationed
at convenient distances in various parts of the park.
When a policeman observes & runaway, it should be his
duty to instantly go to. the nearest sigual-box and give
the alarm, whieh would sound the centrally-located bell.
Thus every one in the park would gt.once be informed of
he danger, and be on the alert to avoid collision.

Yours truly, ..,, J.T. P.

Ot

Rey. GeorGE H. lierworry, the muscular Christian,
has a study in the south side of his chureh, the walls lined
with book-cases, stored with valuable works. Trophies of
hig depredatiofis smong forests, furs and feathers are vis-
ible. Heis aman ofirreproachable digestion, stroug sinews
and clear head, There is 2: contagious cheerfulness about
him, and the sun that Moods his study isn’t warmer than
the heart that fraukly speaks ‘out ‘througiv his lips.—
Home Journat. :

 

 

 

lel pe i

ne great cause of “falling from grace’” amongst Church Mem-
bie is the little “Ouss Words” provoked in putting up and taking
down stoves. To obviate this, and to preserve the stoves from
rust, buy a package of the “@em Stove Polish” and use on them
before putting away forthe summer. It works like a charm,

 

makes ull serene, the stove look beautiful, everybody happy, and,
no more-trouble or tribulation in the family. We know this is 30
—we have been there—haye used the “GEM,” and are pow 12
regular standing again,

 

 

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