Democratic Sentinel, Volume 2, Number 50, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 January 1879 — Page 4

HE DIDN’T SELL. I guess I'll sell the farm, Jane Ann, and buy a hou«e in town; J cues made an offer yesterday—he'll pay the m .ney down. He said he waan’t a'. xious, but he had the cash to spare, And reminded mo that now-s-daya cash sales are very rare. Tire farm a‘n't worth much, anyway; the soil Is mighty thin, And the cr pa it yields is hardly worth the puttin' of them in: Besides, that pesky railroad that they’re puttin’ through this way Will cut the old place slap in two—Jones told me so to-day. I ain't afraid to work, you know-my daddy always said, “ There ain’t a single lazy hair in Nehemiah'a head.” dherw warn't no lazy hairs, I know, in that old bead of his. For ho did the work of three hired men, in spite of rheumatiz. No, no, I'm not afraid of work—of that I don’t c< niplsin— I've tried to work with willin’ hands, in sunshine and in rain; And I’ve always wore a cheerful face, except at times may be. When them giddy, headstrong steers o’ mine would “ haw," when I scid “geo* ” Perhaps It may be sinful for a mortal to find fault With tolling bard both day and night, if he only made his salt, But I’ve thought, while cradlin' rain-lodged oats on the side bill over there. That my cross was a'most too hefty for a smallboned man to bear. It's always been my custom, when plowin’ stumpy soil, To hum some good old-fashioned hymn—it sorter eased my toil: But I tell you what, 'twas pretty hard to smother the words of sin Whene’er a springing root would break and whack me on the shin. I mention these 'ere things. Jane Ann,,because I'd like to lead A peaceful. blameless kind of life, from all temptation freed: But, as long as Hessian flies exist and tutor-bugs abound, There’ll be some tall profanity at times a floatin' round. Ho now. if you're agreed, Jane Ann, I'll sell the farm V- J. lies He'll find that what it lacks’in soil is well made up in stones; And we'll move into the town next week—what's that you’re saying, wife* “ You'll never leave the good old place as long as you have life 1 " Well, there it goes again, I vum I Oo on, and have your way, You're bound to wear the breeches—in a figurative way; But you’ll Hud I’ll have my way this time, old girl, as we 1 as von. 80, if you're bound to stay right here, by gracious —l'll stay, too I

OLD ELSPA.

I wits alone in the world, or I thought I wits, which amounted to pretty much the same in its mental and moral effects. My mother died when I was so young that I had only a shadowy remembrance of a pale face and a long, last clasp to the loving heart. I hud been my father’s pet and darling, and now he was dead, too, and his will had consigned me, just like a bale of goods, to the care and guardianship of his brother, a doctor, whose home lay among the picturesque mountains of Cumberland. I was “too impulsive,” said the will, and would “throw myself and my money away before 1 know the value of either, if 1 had no one to take care of me;” and so, when my poor father died in the South of France, where we had gone to winter, Uncle Ritson, who came barely in time to lay him in the foreign grave, carried me off' at once to his house on the bleak hillside, gave me a kiss as he lifted me out of the stuffy vehicle which had conveyed us from the station, presented me to my aunt and cousins with a “Well, here’s Adela!” and told me to consider myself “at home.” It was the beginning of January, intensely cold. The sudden change from a warmer climate had sensibly affected me; I was chilled under all my furs, and perhaps more chilled by the restraining influence of my father’s will, having pondered the “too impulsive” all through the journey. Certainly I was not “too impulsive” on my entrance to my new “homo.” Aunt and cousins iiad met me on the threshold with warm welcome, pressed to remove my wraps and to make me comfortable. There was a huge lire blazing on the hearth, a tea-table piled with North Country luxuries, and all that should have made me feel at home; but something was wanting, and, instead of responding to their greetings in my own natural fashion, I dropped into a seat, after my first glance around, and, covering my face with my hands, burst into tears. I have small, thin, quick ears. I overheard Aunt Ritson whisper to Bella and Winnie as she drew them back : “Hush! Its but natural, poor bairn! Leave your cousin alone, lasses; she will come to herself all the sooner.” And I did come to myself; but whether my tears had fallen frostily on their hot hearth, or we travelers had brought a chill in with us, or my own manner did not invite effusion, a certain air of restraint seemed to grow upon us; and when I was shown to the room set apart for me, and left to myself, I flung myself upon my bed and sobbed in passionate grief for my dead father, declaring that I was alone in the world, utterly alone. And this feeling grew upon me. Looking back, 1 am conscious that it was much my own fault that I had not responded with sufficient warmth and gratitude to the relatives who had made room in their household for one they hud not seen since she was a baby, and had met with open arms and hands. They had heard that I was gushing and exuberant—a creature of impulse—and, finding me reserved and languid, concluded that I, accustomed to elegance and luxury, could not brook the homeliness and retirement of my new life. I was rich, and they were not. They mistook my morbid melancholy for pride, and ceased to press their society or attentions on me, lest I should attribute to them mercenary motives. I see it all now, but then I was blind. I had another grief at my heart beside sorrow for my d> ad parent, and I fear, whenever my thoughts flew to that lonely grave among the Pyrenees, I questioned the policv which had isolated me from the world—the woild in which my hero lived and moved—and prisoned my free soul among those unresponsive walls of stone.

In this rhapsody I did not apostrophize alone the four walls of the solid stone house that, sot against the mountain side, with a background of pine, larch and mountain ash, looked so cold and gray, staring with its many lidless eyes from its rocky, pereh above the straggling lake village, on the steep, unguarded roadway in front, and the narrow strips of garden ground stretching like green arms on either side. No, I held converse with the mountains. They were to me the barrier between love and life and happiness!, but it was only on their solitary heights I felt free to .rive the feeling utterance. The thrifty household ways of my aunt and cousins, which kept them ever busy, were strange to me. My dainty fingers had no acquaintance with rolling-pin or pasteboard. It was not I who kept so bright the mirror in which I saw my own beauty—aye, and my own unhappiness—reflected. I was supposed to be mourning, and, with mistaken delicacy, was left to do—nothing. Had Uncle Rifson known it, or how I spent my time, he would have shaken me up like a bottle’ of physic and I should have been the better for it. But whether on foot, or horseback, or in his ancient gig* he was off in a morning, and frequently Was absent all day. His patients were scattered, and his rounds extended. I, having no occupation for hands or energies, feeling myself eomewhat apart from the rest, was off and away up the

breezy hillsides to the lonely margin of the lake, or in the most secluded glens, my only companion my faithful dog, and there, where there was only the wind to answer me, I poured forth all the pent-up feelings of my heart, and oft my gusts of passion found utterance in song. At times I took a pencil and sketch-book with me in these wanderings, but there was ever one figure in the foreground of the most picturesque scene, and often enough the picture was there alone, the adjuncts all forgotten. At first Bella or Winnie had borne me company, but I think they saw my longing to be alone; and I had my way, not without many cautions from my aunt. What were perils to me, chafing against the restraint of my father’s will, crying from the depths of my inmost heart for the banished love, who would never find me in those solitudes, and longing for wings to traverse land and sea until I found my home on his faithful bosom? Lost in abstractions, all danger was forgotten, and I had paid the penalty but for a guardian angel little dreamed of. My first peril was from the mountain mist, which came down and around me with bewildering suddenness, blotting out the landscape far and near. Still I thought I k .ew my way, and was stepping onward, though with caution, when my dress was clutched from behind, as I fancied by some bush; turning to disentangle it, I was confronted with what seemed an awful apparition looming through the misty veil, and, with a suppressed cry, I stood still in affright. I saw a woman’s form, bent with age, a face intersected with lines and wrinkles like a map, from which nose and chin stood out like mountain peaks, and the sunken eyes gleamed like fiery depths of two volcanic era ers.

“Stop, my leddy!’’ she cried: “the gates of death are open before ye! Tak’ my hand and let me lead you; thank God, my bairn, that Elspa was near you in your peril.” • I had heard of Elspa as a woman who dealt in herbs and simples, but I had heard of her as one with an uncanny reputation. She was spoken of as “the wise woman,” but the words were uttered as if they meant “witch.” I confess I was half afraid to accept her guidance, but she stamped her foot, and by gesture strong as words gave me to understand that I had been walking toward a precipice, and three steps further would have borne me to destruction. What landmark she had I know not, but I think she seemed to feel her way with her feet. At all events, after about an hour’s cautious stepping, we stood below the mist, the blue lake gleaming like a mirror still further down, and my uncle’s house within sight. Conscious of the service she had rendered, I did not confine my thanks to words, but was liberal with my coin. As she took “the siller” she scanned my face curiously, then seized my hand and peered into it closely, while a sort of creepy sensation (excusable in a girl of 19) stole over me. “Once, twice, thrice! Three perils, my bonnie leddy. Ono is past. The ithers lie before. Perils of your ain seeking. The gates of death stand in the path of your true love. Open them not with rush or heedless hands before the year be out, or love may mourn for love that couldna bide. The air of mountain and of lake is na gude for ye, bairn. Keep mair at hame and dinna be misdoubtin’. There’s a gude God above a’! Remember! One danger is overpast. Ta’e heed ye seek not the ithers; and dinna scoff at old Elspa’s warning words.” The old woman trotted oft’ with her basket on her arm, a rusty black bonnet on her head, garments poor but clean, and only a poor check woolen handkerchief to protect her from the chilly mountain mists.

I bad scarcely decided whether to laugh at her maunderings or to yield to tlio superstitious feeling she had awakened when 1 opened ihe house door to find all within in a state of excitement. It was long past the dinner hour, and my absence had alarmed them. Of course, I explained the cause of delay, and it was only by Aunt Kitson’s agitation that I fully comprehended the danger 1 had escaped. I think her motherly concern made me more communicative than usual. Wo were still speaking of Elspa when my uncle came in. “ Ah! ” said he, as Winnie helped him off with his overcoat; ‘Ah! my dear, you might thank your stars Elspa was on the mountain side. I dare say she bad followed you. The old Scotch worn in is shrewd and far-seeing; she has turned liej eiglity-years experience to account, lias a good practical knowledge of common ailments and curative simples. 1 should lose my own credit or i might do worse than take her as an assistant;” and he laughed. “Then she can read character with any physiognomist iu the world, and the silly folk think her prophetic, when she is only clear-eyed.” I think my uncle was using an invisible probe. I know I colored, and he laughed again, but said nothing—nor did I. The excitement bad not all been on my account. Bella had received an invitation to spend some mouths with a newly-married friend in London, and good-natured Winnie was in high glee. Even aunt acknowledged it was “ a chance not to be missed, if possible;” and I saw her glance furtively at Uncle Ritson’s face, which I fancied was graver than usual. Still, possibilities were not discussed in my presence. It was not until I had retired to my own pretty room for the night that I overheard the sisters discussing the problem, unmindful of the thin partition between the head of my bed and theirs.

I found that money—or its scarcity’— stood in the way, and heard the chances of the matrimonial market calculated with a balance greatly in favor of London. Money! How I hated the word! I would have given every shilling I possessed to be assured that Edgar Neville was true to me, and would seek me out when the period of probation prescribed by my father was gone by. But where could he seek for me? Correspondence had been forbidden. He knew not my address, and my father had withheld Edgar’s from me. Ah, how he repented before he died! How glad he would have .been to have left me in those strong, protecting arms! I soon bridged the monetary difficulty over in spite of my uncle’s opposition, and I think I showed something of my old self in the spirit with which I entered into the needful preparations for Miss Ritson’s launch on the sea of London society, little thinking whal might be its import to myself. It was May when she went. I suggested that she should lighten her mourning, being about to visit a bride—a hint she seemed glad to take, for her pretty lavender bonnet set off her face much better than her heavy crape. She kissed me very heartily before she got into the gig beside her father to be driven to the station, to which her boxes had already been dispatched, and I felt more satisfied with myself than I had done since I had crossed the Cumberland border. Letters filled with the wonders she

had seen and the places she had visited broke up the monotony of our lives. Then came one from Hastings, in which she told of her introduction to a Mr. Neville. I think my pulse stopped as Winnie read out the name. I know aunt asked me if I was ill—if the heat was too much for me. But I drew myself together, said “nothing ” was the matter, and tried to convince myself that the name was a common one. Again and again we heard of this same Mr. Neville, and my heart began to be torn with doubts and suspicions, and a very demon of jealousy seemed to take possession of my breast. I felt assured that Bella was in love with him and that he was the Edgar Neville of my adoration; all that she stated of his appearance and family were convincing. At length a letter came, addressed in a manly hand to Uncle Ritson, with Edgar’s well-known crest upon the seal. It was a proposal for my cousin’s hand. My head swam round, but I summoned courage to ask Mr. Neville’s Christian name. He had merely signed J. E. Neville. Ah, that was it, sure enough—John Edgar I I had my back toward my uncle, standing in the doorway, as I asked. No one noticed how I staggered into the hall, or how I snatched my hat from the stand and darted up the mountain side to cool my fevered brow and still my throbbing pulses. How I went or where I went I could never remember. I have some recollection of falling as I bounded across a brook, of old Elspa’s face bending over me, and then no more, until I found myself in my own snowy bed, with Winnie watching me, and an array of physic-bottles on the windowseat.

Elspa had found me -where I had fallen, half in half out of the stream. Unable to drag me thence, she had summoned help with a peculiar whistle she kept suspended to her girdle, the shrill nr te| of which no shepherd dared to disobey. It brought a couple of shepherds to the spot. My limbs were lifted out of the stream—she had already bathed my brow and plastered up my temple—and then I was carried slowly down to interrupt the answer Uncle Ritson was sending to Bella and Mr. Neville. My fall and the immersion were accredited with the prolonged fever which almost baffled my uncle’s skill. If any one suspected otherwise it was old Elspa, but she was too “ wise ” to revert to the subject when she came to see me ere my convalescence. * Very slow was my recovery, retarded no doubt by the scraps Winnie read to me as pleasant neics from her sister’s letters. It was now “Eddie” this, or “ Eddie ” that; and. as I shut my eyes and ground my teeth, the better to endure, I felt indignant that my noblefronted Edgar should have a pet name like a baby. To me he had the majesty of a monarch. How could she address him so ? I was down stairs before the Christmas came, able and willing to assist my aunt in her multitudinous preparations, and tried to smiie and look gratified during the Christmas merry-making. I heard, but hardly seemed to realize, that Bella was to be -married early in the new year, and that she and her husband would come to spend the honeymoon with us, and I was doing my best to nerve myself for the meeting. The old year was closing in. Elspa—who else?—came up to the house with a letter she had found lying in a byroad. It should have been delivered some days previously; and it was supposed that the postman had taken mqre drink than was good for him during the Christmas “cardings,” and dropped it by the way.

: Goodness! how that letter stunned ; me! Bella was by that time married. ■ She and her husband were to be with us ■on New Year's day, and they should I bring with them a New-Year’s gift for ! Cousin Adela, as a thank-offering for I bringing them together. Their photo- ' graphs were inclosed. I saw only one. Yes, it was Edgar’s. : There was no mistake. : The house was at once in a bustle of I preparation. Again I slipped out to ' hide my agony and prepare myself for I the coming trial. ! Dreamily I went along. I saw nothing before me but that meeting on the I morrow and the revelation it was sure |to bring. My mind seemed a chaos, in which thought was lost. All at once I found myself on the reedy margin of the lake, gs the silvercircle of the moon was rising above the mountain-tops. And there I stood, looking on the dark waters, while something seemed to whisper to me that there was peace; that I need not meet the proud bride and my inconstant love unless - 1 chose; that I might hide my sorrows and secrets there, and none to | be the wiser. My foot was on the brink. There was a step on the stones behind me. I turned; and I think my ha’f-formed purpose was visible in my face, as I once more confronted old Elspa, weird and witch-like in the moonlight, a warning finger held up. Sharp were her words, sharp as my need. She bade me go down on my knees, and thank God that he had sent her to save me from my third peril—the peril of body and soul. What was I puling over? What right had Ito fling away the life that was given for the service of others? How dared I tempt death, loving the creature more than the Creator? She had heard me raving to the winds when I thought ; myself alone, and had kept a watch • upon me. And she bade me go back i home, and pray to be forgiven, and to I “trust the Lord to make His dark ways I plain.” She took my hand and led me back like a penitent child; said to my aunt that she thought I was not weil, and, by her leave, would watch me through the night. Something, too, she gave me, and I slept. When I awoke a chaise was at the gate, and, before I could fasten my dress with my trembling fingers, Bella had burst in, radiant with happiness, and flung her arm around me. “Come, Adela, make haste! ” said she. i “Edward is all impatience to see you i and show you our New-Year’s gift.” “Edward ! ” I gasped. “Yes, my dear, Edward! Did you not i know his name ?” It was all a tangle. I followed her to i the living-room below, where the great l holly bush was banging, and there stood a stranger, who was introduced to me as James Edward Neville, my new cousin—and surely, too, Edgar, my own Edgar; for he held out his armsand caught me as I was falling. He had been best man at his cousin’s wedding, and Bella had only seen him a few days previously. The postman must have lost another letter, one Edgar had sent to me. The photograph had been inclosed by mistake. The other would be in the lost letter. Old Elspa kept my secret well. But I never forgot the lesson she had taught . me; and, though Edgar carried me away from Cumberland as proud a wife as Bella, we took pood care of old Elspa i for the rest of her days. - Cassell’s I Magazine.

The Windsor Hotel,

New York,was never so well patronized,in the winter season, as now. This is an evidence of an improvement in business generally, and the reduced prices.

FARM NOTES.

Failures follow inattention, negligence and ignorance. One cold rain Will produce more disorders, catarrh and coughs in a flock of sheep than a whole winter of after care will cure. The sickness and loss of sight in horses kept in city stables are largely due to the escape of ammonia from the manure. This is about the time for peddlers of new and marvelous kinds of fruits at fabulous prices. Those who have been only bit a few times can try again, until they are satisfied. The best farmers are those who pay the greatest attention to cultivation; who investigate new processes, and take advantage of what is good; in other words, who keep up with the progress of the times. Oub own experience is that nearly all the giant, or tall kinds, of celery are unprofitable to raise. Not only does their culture entail twice the labor, but they are almost always wanting in solidity and flavor.— lowa State Register. Last spring Mr. Joshua Knight, of Ogle county, 111., sowed thirteen barrels of salt on twenty acres seeded to wheat, and left a strip in the middle of the piece without salt. The ground on which he sowed the salt produced over eighteen bushels of good spring wheat per acre, while that on which there was no salt was hardly worth cutting—the wheat being badly shrunken, injured by rust, chinch bugs, etc. The Western Rural says: “Of the number of large farmers that we have personally known—that is those who cultivated extraordinary large farms—we have not known a single successful one. In the majority of instances the waste arising from neglect has been quite sufficient to ruin anybody, and this neglect is inseparable from unusually large farming operations. Farmers should encourage the establishment of manufactories in their vicinity, and the location of mechanics in their neighborhood, whether they may need the products of these factories and workshops, or whether these shall seek a foreign market. The operatives in these industries must be fed, and this secures a home market for the products of the farm, the garden and the orchard.

The hulless-oats fiends are again in the field in those sections where live newspapers are not taken. The men who do not believe in “ book farming ” are the ones swindled with this new oats at $lO a bushel. They have been known in the West among reading farmers for forty years, and discarded as of no practical value; but that makes no difference to the, non-reading farmer, whose cupidity tempts him to put faith in Oily-Gammon sharks.— Prairie Farmer.

It is contended by many honest men that our roads would, be better worked if the taxes were all paid in cash, and the Supervisor hired hands to work the road, paying cash there tor. At present a large portion is paid in cash, which is enough for bridges and buying implements. Were it all paid in cash it would never be known, in most cases, whether it was ever expended on the road. Imperfect accounts are kept of moneys received for such purposes, and not one-third of the Supervisors can make ’ out a report of receipts and expenditures, and other matters as required by law. There would be more opportunities for frauds and speculations. There would soon be a strife to get the position of Supervisor by unworthy men, for the sake of the funds which would come into his hands. In many of the rural districts, far removed from saloons, it is generally difficult to get temporary hands to work. In such cases the roads have to be worked, if it is done, by the resident farmers and their hands. If this is the case, it is as well for that farmer to do the work at first as to pay the money, and then be hired with it to do the work. In this latter way no money is used, and no opportunity is given for illegal use of the road tax. The farmers are the men interested in good roads, and let the law remain as it is for them to work it out. —Des Moines Register.

Tao Many Hogs and Too Idltle Corn. Mr. Ben Perley Poore, the correspondent of the Boston Journal, in a recent communication, gives the following fresh anecdote of President Lincoln: “The pertinacity with which offices are sought here was very annoying to ‘ Old Abe.’ One day a clerk in the War Department, who had been sent previously on errands to the White House, availed himself of the opportunity to ask a place in the Treasury Department for a brother who had been in a District volunteer regiment for thirty days. ‘ Has your brother as good clerical capacity as yourself?’ inquired Mr. Lincoln. ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘I think your father also holds an office?’ ‘Yes, sir; he is chief of the division of the War Department in which I am a clerk.’ ‘ And haven't you, another brother who is a clerk? ’ ‘ Yes, sir; he is in the De-

partment of the Interior.’ ‘Ah! 1 continued Mr. Lincoln, ‘ three of one family already in office, and now you want to get a fourth in. Why, as we say out in Sangamon county, 111., there are too many hogs and too little corn.’ The young man didn't wait for more elaborate explanations.”

A Dangerous Torpor. Torpor or inactivity of the kidneys is seriously dangerous to those otgans, since it is the precedent of diseases which destroy their substance and endanger life. This sluggishness may bo overcome by stimulating them, not excessively, but moderately, an effect produced by Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters, a general invigorant and alterative, possessing diuretic properties of no common order. The impetus which this admirable medicine gives to their evacuative function counteracts any tendency to congestion which may exist in their tissues. Both they and their associate organ, the bladder, are invigorated as well as gently stimulated by the Bitters, which exerts a kindred influence upon the stomach, liver and bowels, and, by strength ening the si stem, enables it to withstand malarial epidemics, to which when exposed it might otherwise succumb.

The Christian Intelligencer inquires : “Are fathers and heads of families justified in taking those papers which are daily filled with matter which is only fit for a police gazette or a dime novel of the worst class? Is that the stuff’ on which to feed young boys and girls ? Is that the pabulum of the young ladies of the household? Is it surprising that any one who has such vile and wicked trash presented to them should themselves catch the contagion of this leprosy ?” The Japanese army, on a peace footing, consists of 31,680, and in time of war is increased to 45,350 men.

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PAYING THE PENALTY.

By Mrs. Meta Victoria Victor.

CHAPTER 1. The acene opens in the Morgue, New York, when the body of a handsome young man has just been brought in, and where it lies under the dripping of the iced water, which falls upon it to arrest the progress of decomposition. The man who attends to guard the dead did not observe a slim female figure, which seemed to arise out of the earth, so silently and suddenly did it stand there. She was bending over one of the five marble slabs on which lay the dead body of a splendid young man—he could not have been more than 23. “ Who are you !’’ said the attendant, suddenly becoming aware of the girl’s presence. “I am Liz,” she said: * and that is my„husband lying there !” “ Do you wish him sent hemo?" said the man. “.Heavens— what use ? 1 have not a cent to bury him!” “Come now! you had better go home. It’s getting late. ’ She glued her forehead to the glass again, standing there motionless, until the officer, not angently, put bis hind on her arm and drew her away. “ I camot even get at him to kiss him good-by,” she Bail, pi i u ly. " 1 wouldn't want to if I was you. my good girl. Dome, com<-! home is the best place tor you ” " Home! I h iver had a home! I came up on the streets —1 shall always live on the streets. George prom-i-el t > take cue ot me—be naid for my little room—but Geargeisgon . 0h,0h,,0h!” Two minutes later, one of the hospital surgeons—a very gre t surgeon indeed, a tn in of entho; ity—ra i lightly down the steps ot the morgue, and stood thuughtful'v 1 oking through the glass co tain. "How so tun ite!" lie raid t > himself. '* I could not bo better suited The merest cha ice, too!" Then, tuvr ing to the attendant, " I stand in need of a subi-o: to-mo:r;w,and this one is exactly what I want. Hos any one ela med i.i" •• The o’laii’s wife was here—said she was too poor to bury i—don't think it will be claimed, doctor." *' Can 1 have it to night!" " i should say so." “G oi! C isey, I know I can trust to your disc etlon Tiisb dj is not to go into the c liege, it is for a private use of iny-own, and it is t > I e sent, to my house. You wol bo off duty h-re lit mi.lnizht. I want jiou then to get an ambulance and bring this to me at lily home i will be ■ here io receive it, and I will contrive to h.ivo the p d caurm on ttiut beat out of the way at that hour. You anile in bling it in. Here is ss'l lor your trouble, and—you a e t. > ma -e nooeni irks." A'l ii .IV. d ict r! I’4 l>o there to the minute, sir—an 1 tn.<ny thanks. My wiic will make good use of this ni ney.” The gloat su-geon left the morgue; bis carriage waited tor him outside the hospital gate, and was driven rap.dly toward home.

CHAPTER IL On tho previous day Dr. Fordyce had been summoned to the house of bis next door neighbor, Mrs. Remington. On his arrival there he found Mrs. Remington and her daughter Flora in the agonies of grief. On a bed was stretched the unconscious form of Clymer, the son of Mrs. Remington, desperately wounded by a pistol ball in the right side. J “ How did it occur? ” A moan from tne mother was her only response. “ Oh. doctor, is he dead?” whispered Flora. * Not quite, my dear, not quite. His heart beats, I think.” Tne surgeon turned down the sheet to examine the wound, wmon he found of the most critical character; ai , a-ha stoope i o?«r ihe patient, heard a violent ringing of tne bell and knocking of the ttreat door. Hi observed tee two ladies shiver, as if from a blow. At pat the chamber door so >n folloved. Dr. For. dyce bimse f response I to it, stepping into the corridor co hear what the seiyants nad to say. “Tie o.ticers are herewith a warrant to arrest our young master, sir. What shall I do? 1 told ’em he wasn’t fit to be laid hinds on.” ‘ Ask tn3m to step up stairs with as little noise as pos t-ib'e. 1 will spe <k to them.” r’ esen -y two wide-awake officials came up. with an expression on tneir faces which said, as plainly as words: * No tricks no v! Wecan’t be hu übugged ny that game; Wore going to do our duty, if you ate rich people here.” “ What do you want, my men ?” We a e nere to arrest Clymer Remington,” answered one ot rh two, reading from a paper, ” for the killing of Cadet Ed mar 1 De Viv ” young De Vivo dead?” asked the surgeon, much shuck d. ’• A;i door-nail.” *' W 11, the man you are after is not much better off. In a 1 h nmn probability ne will not live the night out. He is shot in the right lung, It is impossible for you to move him. btep in and take a look at him ; you will see toi yjuc elves th-, condition the boy is in.” The offic <rs came in on tip toes, an I saw at a glance mat a lev ruinates would close nis mortal career.

When Liz found that her lover’s body had disappeared, and heard of the duel, sue had an instinctive idea of whit Dr. Fordyce’s object had been in buying her husoand’s body. Gambler and rogue as he had been, she •ove I hi n, and, with Drains sharpened with destitution, she resolved to make her market out of the secret. “ I will make these proud creatures in silks know that I am a match for them!” Sup smiled haggardly to herself to think that George would be spare I the h >rrors of Potter’s Field—tnat he would be dros o 1 i i broadcloth an I smothered under t beroses and < ape jasmines in his fine rosewood coffin with the s Hid silver handles. It almost deadened the dull pain at lur heart a little while to think of t he splend’d tunera- her G jorge would have, jolted along in a Humpiu us hearse for miles and miles, and followed by half the proui ladies ano gentlemen of Filth avenue ie (her gli toring ca nages, driven by fellows in capes and butt <ns inn ime.able. As fur hefseir. she wmld take a cheap ride to Greenwood by curs, find out the lamily plot of toe Remingtons, and be on hand to see her lover pat in the ground, witr» ihe Bish >p him&e t to read the prayers. CHAPTER 111. A beautiful child of 11 years was sitting in a summer house in tho midst of a most blooming garden overlocking tho broad, blue Hudson, as it wound by the Palisades. The house to which the garden belonged was called the lia 1, and was the home of Madame De Vivo, a widow of French descent. The lady had married Capt. De Vivo after reaching this couLtry. Both were wealthy, and had purchased and improved an elegant place on Washington Heights. The Captain had died after fifteen years of tranquillity passed in his American home, leaving two children, a b:y of 14 and a girl of 5. True to her race, which had-always been military in the jnsunjts un i ambitions of its male scion?, the wid av had placed her son at Wert Point, grateful to know th it he was within a few hours’ travel o his home while he was filling for the career be’oved of all true Frenchme’j. Edouaru De Vivo grew up toward manhood with all the fau't? and virtues of a true cadet. He was proud, fiery, vain. ijamUomo, honor-ble and brave. Alas! poor boy! What matters it to us what he might have been, since he w s doomed to so early a dea h ? I.et us eo hack to that bright, sweet afternoon in late May, when Dal e De Vivo, a lovely little girl of 11, satin her bower, q i'e lost in the fascinations of a volume of the “Arabian Nights ” Her brother’s particular friend. Clymer Remington, had bought her this bewitching biok. If there was a person in ths world whom she adired. it was Mr. Remington. Dulce had ns ardent and ass ctinnate a little heart as ever beat in a chi d’■* bosom She loved her rnotht r her old grandmother, her 1 rother; but the feeling he had for Edouard’s friend was a kind of worshipping admiration. Wbi’e she was musing on Clymsr’s perfections, the deal body of her beloved brother was brought home. He hid 1 een slain in a duel with Clymer Remington.

CHAPTER IV. The mock funeral was over, and the gambler and the scapegrace George was bu'ied in the vaults of the Remington?. whoa L : z, the gambler’s wife, made her appearance at the stately mansion of the Remington?. Here she tells Fio:a what she has discovered, and demands bush mou'-y. “ Yen didn’t hurt my husband; lie was dead afore. You g tve him a splendid funeral. But your secret is worth a mirt o’money. I’m poor—starving! I mean to live in comfort alter this I mean you shah pay my way.” F or.i stretched out her white hand, where a lanre r’iam nd sparkled, and thiust her purse in her visitor’s ciu oh. “There are SSOO there—nil the money I had in the bo s :i to day.” ** All ri-'ht.. You have lots more in the bank. I want a settlement in writing, you see. So much a year.” “ i w ll d • a* well by you as I can.” ‘ I’d l.ke rh it ring on your finger, that shines so, miss It’s a beaut\! May I have it?” Th it jewel had been in tl.e R-miington family a good many yers, but Flora immediate y it off and oa sed it over t • Liz, whose black eyes glitter* d gr ed ily “ When sh 11 I come to havedhe writing drawn up an* siirne t ? ’ ‘ In a we *k.” '* Very we'l. Yau can have Dr. Fordyce to fix it for you I w »n’t bring n > witn a s»; bit you must give m-* a paper. So. now, good night, miss, and don’t worry too in i h about it Ihlbe as silent as he is. if you do tne tai;- Hhuk by me.” Liz, hidu g the pur?e in her bosom, and turning the diamond < n he. tinker inward to ni e it from the rapaci >us eyes ot McDonigle alley, made a courtesy ans withdrew. Tne continuation of this admirable and exciting story will be found in Frank Leslie's Chimney Corner, No. 714. and now ready at all news depots. 10 cents weekly, $4 pet annum. Address Frank Leslie’s Publishing House, 63, c 5, and 57 bark place, New York.

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