Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 4, Number 33, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 February 1874 — Page 3

WMUQLhS.

BY OEOBFIE (J09PEK.

riggle* is A little boy Who never can be still, llrinlnR is bis only Joy, od squirm be ever will. eta will notatay on him, buttons will not bold be has a fanny whim

Jnmplng-Jaca*, I'm told. lea love# tb«r buttertltn birds but then be feel* ludiy toward and uiglis uipoles and for ee»s, oy* be went toschool— aown a winding lane it-m Miulrruin/, aplte the rr.le aqairmed borne again. went to fly a kite bonne** top an witb all but might— couldn't Mop!

JUU! The futfcs below pin fear and pain. l«« wriggled no back again!

Loadon Society.]

Face With

ay friend—Richard Bentbe tenth day of Decern-

flunj? together upon the ht a beavy fight against fought boldly and

to brato fever. Aleen estranged for some (1 him with an aching low, quivering valedic•ceivud the last look be HI to cast upon this side irrave, ere be started for journey wbich we must jw, gentle and simple,

fit fcr work, and with desolation banging me, like Ibe mourning ad worn at bis funeral, fTers of sympathy, all panionsbip: I wa», in-

band: rigbt merrily oily and ivy was uuwintry breeze, and t, aglow with prepagin visions of bouie happiness. ristmas was my abi-

on? No. itatlon of the ChesWold, to a party as wbich assembled at No. «f December Hubert with whom I was lntimy chambers on a usatwitb a case in which I

he act of stepping into the I encountered him a palminule would have saved me vrview. If Hubert Reeve had slopped by a frieutal, delayed at a ,»»ing, attracted to a shop window, JO current of my life might have run «mootbly ou but it was not to be. It was written othorwise.

Ho was iu deep mourning for bis young wife. 1 nave shut up the old rookery in Sinyleahire,' he said 'the woru Cbristunta is batelui to me/

The tears rushed to bis eyes, and a choking sob bespoko the grief welling up from his heart. liuokery I ubsorved, wishing to divert his thoughts into another cuannel.

Yes, rookery. It was built in the reign »i Queen Anne: aud, with the exception of new wing to replaco a portion ot the building burnt down, it remains, furniture and all, a musty, fusty, tumble-down old place but I haven't the heart to touch stick or stone in it.'

And you have hermetically sealed it?' •Yt's, and dismissed the servants, with the exception of one old crone, about as antique as Wy vern Hall itself. I go to Egypt, anywhere from Christmas in "tntirrle England.'" 1 instantly resolved upon spending the holidays at Wyvern Hall. My dead friend had passed many a happy hour beneath Its hospitable roof tree.

I should like to atop at the Hallduriug the forthcoming so called festive aeaaon, ifyou wouldn't tuiud it.'

Mlud it, that's your look out, not utlne. You'll have a dull time of it.'

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take u»y chance for that, and

touienr tie row would not suit me Just at pre*onl,' A lew words, and the details were arranged. A few words, and the seal WHN aillxed to a resolution binding me, whilst memory lasts, to one ghastly-* Let the narrative speak for itself.

I started upon tbe afternoon of the 23rd, bv the 4 o'clock train, from King's fc'roM Station, The compartment was ttUed by a rollicking, effervescing par. Iy «t» route for a visit to some relatives In the North. I hated them for their llght-heartedness, and churlishly refused to lower the window next to rae, or to accord permission to one ol tbe Hpariy to smoke a cigar. ft A dull, dead, heavy, drenching rain was sullenly falling as I alighted at Byerett Statlou. f.ffi require fly to take me to Wyvorn Hall.' ^There be no fly herr, and there be -t«sbud tkere,t was tbe laconic reply of

Mia olttcMfil .whom 1 addressed. Ho.w attt I to teach the Hall *rS'' it' be duly a matter of six mile.' •This moatut that it would be necesaa*ytvr o»o to walk.

I resolved upou walking. There was nothing else for it. My lugjffitge consisted of an o!dft«h-tuwrpet-bag, iuto which I had stQwei a change of drees and a packet of private papers belonging to Richard 1 brought tfcfm with me In •ntt-r to peruse theut at Www, and to j4*ce u\y»elf.lace to face with tho past by the sad, solemn link, of the bandirrttlftfj or the d«Kl man. 6ungtng the bag aormoy shoulder 4MKt lighting my pipo, I wt oat into the darkness.

The silence of that night was abnat-*irir»}-^epf*liine not a dog barked. Tbe -optaah of a rattoto an inky pool atone

Uv isonotoityHsecbo ol u*y owp

^TfS^artt n««!» wasi ibtenartv afid wfcoii lt» road became tn«ribida«nlirlih was oom|^ell«iiM»trabe my way tth my jiinbwlla, Uka. pne smitten ith a sudden butido&a'. Twice iiruok a ftiset*. wide nftt «t moment w»o^ AaotW st«p aud I had Mien ilkiOA diaused quarry bote, the which my teeble, Aickeriog light nfled to ftithom.

I reached the l(XJf«» at Wyvern H«l. Sly tlHKra*kM were sooom^eiw Ui«t a,«««eaal I to open the wtckei gat* and pass t„ ongh as though it bad beett my noorty practice fro® childhood. iNhw to the Hall l*y tefors uw, earongoos a railwaf

tt»t6 fc*

Was there no hftdto warn mm b*kT **b»®mspbori to d*»t**ca«rto»r light to war* tae of danger? Tl had walked. poseibiyTabout four fntndred yarns to adarkneas eo Intense ttnt had I been and placed 9mmm ApoHi»aot fran whloh every say

Why I did not cast the bag from me is still a mystery, and can only be accounted for by the instinctive desire to retain that which contained the papers of my deceased friend.

With something like a shiver, I perceived that the table was laid fcr two persons.

Surely tbe wretched old hag, who was busying herself with tbe ure, did not intend to piague me with her presence.

Reeve informed me distinctly that he had shut op the house, leaving this solitary person in charge of it.

He knew I was in no mood for cornpan v. What could It mean 4

You have laid the table for two I ahouted into the old womau'aear. Yes, I have that's right,' was the croaking response.

Who is to take supper here tonight Y».u, and Mr. Richard Bentick.

I reeled as though stricken by a welldirected blow. The mention of my dead friend at such a moment! Tbe mention of my dead friend in suoh a manner! 'Mr. Richwr' Hen tick Is dead,' I cried hoarsely.

The old woman shook her head slowly from side to side, and witb a leer which meant to convey that she was too wary to be deceived by so weak an invention, chuckled:

and groped my way with my umbrellais well aired they was at the fira all my rigbt. My fusees had become day yesterday and ail to-day

damp, and were rendered useless. I stopped irresolutely, without exactly knowing why or where lore.

A strange, sickening sensation stole over me, as though some foul and filthy animal were crawling upon and coverinK me witb his noisesome saliva.

One awlul sound. One rush of thought, and knew I was not alone. I I have not been brought face to face with death at tbe cannon's mouth. 1 have not been opOn the verge of eternity on the deck ofthe sinking ship. I have not been placed in any o! these peri

Ions positions, where tbe men are taxed to the utmost limits of their endurance, and therefore I cannot determine whether 1 am what is termed a brave man or a cowardly one, but that shock, such as startled my soul, was fraught with so much injsterious horror that no human nature, however bold—no human mind, however evenly balanced by philosophy, or lortifled by the sublimities ot religion—could have experienced it without recoiling in a swoon of indefinable terror.

There was Something beside me in that cavernous gloom, and that thing was not of this earth!

I called upon my reasoning power to strike one blow in my behalf, and crush tbe maddening thought by the sheep weight of common sense,

I endeavored to speak, but my mouth was dry and parched, and my tongue refused its office. A cold perspiration bathed me from head to foot, and shook in a palsy of terror,

I would bave given thousands, bad I possessed them, for tbe company of tho iilibiest plague-stricken wretch ever vomited from prison or hospital—thousands for a glint of God's sunshine. Every instant I'cxpeeted to be touched by it. Every instant that it would reveal its presence in some awful and ghastly manner.

Suddenly there came upon me the impulse to fly, and 1 obeyed it.' I rushed through the darkness with a swiftness that must have destroyed mo, bad I come into contact witb any intervening obstacles.' A moment before and I had been treading with the caution of feebleness and age. Now I was dashing onward as though traversing some grassy -slope in a race iu wbich the victory lay to the fleetest.

The spurt passed away, and I slack-onc-d my pace, but the same terror clung to me, for the same presence evolved it,

At length, when nearly spent, for my heart was in iny throat, a dim but friendly sttar tol'd me that the avenue bad been passed, and that tho Hall had been reacned. I staggered to the door, and, clutching wildly at the knocker, thundered with tbe rapidity of astearn hammer, and with a din that would have awakened tbe dead. My appeal was responded to, the last bolt had been drawn back, and the door was about to swing open, when, great heaven! a clammy, icy baHd was laid upon mine, and two 'soulless, lightless, Ulelest?, ghastly eyes imbedded in a green ooze—

Ugh my flesh creeps as I recall the unmitigated horror of that unearthly gaze.

The old crone, who was both deaf and blind, led me, quivering like an aspen along a series of gloomy passages by the aid of a solitary caudle, which rather seemed to make darkness visible than to aflord the necessary adjunct of light. Her shadow upon the wall, as we silently traversed the corridors, seemed wlerd and wltchllke, and singularly en rapport with the fever of my thoughts.

A bright firo crackled in the huge grate ofthe oaken wainscoted room into which she ushered me, and upon a small table drawn cosily to the hearth stood a decanter labelled brandy, from which I poured into a tumbler about half a piut, aud drained ii at a gulp. I still retained the bag in my grasp, and I casta hurried glance at the back of my hand to ascertain if any mark had been in ado by that awful touch. No: my band, usually white, now blanched with rain and cold, seemed whiter than usual.

No, sir he's not t!ead I seen bim

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TEKKE-HAUTE bA'l'lKllA 1 EVENING MAIL. FEBRUARY 14, (-7

Carefully as tho starving shipwrecked mariner reckons his few remaining biscuits, did I examine tbe condition of the oil in the lamp, and calculated, with feelings almost akin to rapture, that it would burn till day dawned. Heaping such fuel as I could lay my bands on upon the fire, and fiuding it bitterly cold, my veins laden with ice and chilled to tbe very marrow, I resolved upon turning into bed without, however, divesting myself of any of my olotbes.

Carefully placing Richard Bentick's confession in my bosom, and grasping the lamp In my left hand, I advanced towards the vault-like door, which gave upon my bedroom. I threw it open with a sudden jerk. The room was small and walnscotted like the adjoining apartment. In one corner stood a gloomy-looking, old-fashioned fourpost bedstead, with a heavy canopy aud faded silken onrtains In another a ponderous wardrobe, elaborately carved. Tbe ceiling, representing some event in mythological history, was black with age, and tbe ebony furniture seemed fitted for the innermost torture chamber of the Inquisition.

I dashed up tbe vaiauce, and threw one *bort, sharp glance under the bed. I thrust aside the mouldy curtains which had been drawn across the window. I flung open the wardrobe doors. There was nothing to inspire other feelings than those of security, ease, and comfort.

Placing the lamp upon a small table close at band, ana shutting the door leading to the outer apartment, I threw myself into the bed, where in a few minutes the extreme cold from which I had been sufferlag exchanged itself for a burning, feverish beat. loen-

No, sir he's not t.'ead iseenmmiror a Darning, rnwnu this evening and, low-ring her voice deavor to sleep was simply a mockery, to a whining whisper, she added, 'and the words, 'To you, John Fordyce, I I seen her.

Her—who do you mean I cried. This was the woman's reply: She was standing on the steps when I let von in,'

I sank into a chair. Those soulless eyes! I waa feebly struggling in an ocean of mystery, and being submerged by every wavo. dared' not question the hag any further, at least not yet. 'She's very tipsy,' I reasoned 'evidently fond ot the Kittle, Yes, tipsy.' And filling up glass of brandy I offered It to her.

old lady, this will cheer von.' I never take it—I am thankful to you, air.'

Tbe motama waa sober. Behove these.' I sboated, pointing to the exur* knire and fork and plate.

He's" sore to be here,* she muttered, a* she ««irrtel out my orders. *Dead, 4od««d! There's many alive that's thought to be jtaad, and many dejd thatVtboOxht to be alive, and there be tnarty oat W thelf sbroad* that ought to be +n them, sadttMM tmaometn them that ought to b® hale and hearty this

spoke p^i mbaod.r shook

MM house to its very Iteondstton. Ay, ay, absd ni^lM to beontofdoon a niaht to beiyiag iu tha bottom of te pool, amongst tbe fott^ci weeds, with horse-fewclMft twistltlg yornr ttark brown hair.'

The woman wss tfebafciag alond. Then, as if recalling the time and ]pteoe,*l¥!9 yon takeyowr supper, now, it -4 i)K» ^A|

reveal the ghastly triumph of an unprincipled man over a weak, loving and defenseless woman,' rang In my ears, and repeated themieivee in lettet* of fire on my eye-balls, whenever I attempted to "lose my eyes.

Why not read Richard Bentick's confession? I would. Taking the docu ntent from my breast, I drew the table upon which the lamp stood more closely to the bed, 1 read the weliknown opening words, bat ere my eyes could take UD the next tine Me JsMp wm er-

T^sborror of being laft In tbe darkness was something terrible. The hormr of feeling that the light bad been extinguished by sopernataral agency— that awful link between dead and living, that fearful gulf In wboee unfathomable depths lay the secret never yet divulged—was exquisitely appalling. Like a frightened child, I was about burying my heed beneaih tbe bedclothes, when, with a bound, all the senses of which I waa In possession concentrated themselves ta that of sight. My bod toced the door commonlotting with the room in which I bad spent the earlier portions of tbe night, Tbat door slowly opened. Tbe outer apartment was brilliantly illtrminated, not by Ira, or kubp, or candle, hot by a greenish-gray light, sech a* to aoea oooe in a life, when tbe son, thirsting ftor« pesf at the earth, foreee his splendor in one fieroe ray through tbe murlty gloom of a sable thunder-cloud. 15v®ry oijieetof th* room stood forth JWHb naaewal tfMaetnM The table

of lizbt had been excluded, my vision I nodded assent the idea of eating be- upon which the supper tray had lately wm now on fire, on fire with flames could not have been more securely I log furthest from my thought. stood h*d been replacedIby an elegant. frotn bell. sealed. I held my bap in my left band, I Thai's your bedroom. The sheets fautcud a small bunch of violets lav Yes, the man, or spectre, or demon,

She pointed to a door at the extremity of the apartment, a massive open door, black as ebony, and overladen with grotesque carving. It resembled the entrance to a vault" Tbe room which I occupied was low-ceilinned, but very spacious, with an oaken floor, and wainscoted in oak tbe furniture was of tbe same material. Over the gaping fire-placa small mirror in an elaborately carved oaken frame stretching its ornamentation all over the panel, reflected tbe sepulchral light of tbe moderateur l*mp.

A few portraits in ebony frames adorned the walis, and a well-woru Turkey carpet covered the greater portion of the floor. There were two doors to the apartment, one by which I had entered, the other leading to my bed-room.

Upon opening my carpet-bag for tbe purpose of taking out my slippers, I discovered that it Was saturated with rain. The wet had penetrated, and such at tides as happened to lie close to the outer portions of it were considerably damped, amongst tbein tbe packet of papers belonging to my dead friend. I hastened to dry the packet, and for this purpose placed it tenderly inside of the lender without loosening the binding string.

At this crises the old woman entered with a tray laden with the supper. I shall not require you any more to night,' I said, glancing at my watch, which indicated tbe hour of halt-past ten.

Won't you try if the meat's done to your liking she croaked. •It's all right good night,'and I pushed her from the room, closing and locking the door.

To yon, John Fordyce, I reveal the ghastly triumph of an unprincipled man over a weak, loving and defense less woman,'

These were the words with wbich the document comuoenced—these wore the words wbich seared themselves upon mv brain.

I had proceeded thus far, and was about to continue the perusal, when shadow as cf some person endeavoring to read over my shoulder fell upon the paper. The same a« iul delirium of fear seized me. It was iu the room I It was standing behind my back! Tbe clammy, oozv. icy band stretching forth to grasp me! Tho soulless, ghastly eyes fixed on me! Oh for power to shriek! Gracious Heaven!

I became unconscious. When I re covered mv senses I was lying upon the hearth-rug tho lire had burnt itself out but luckily the lamp seemed still full of vitality. With a fearful, shuddering ui«y I'slowly peered round the r«om, ex( cling to encounter, I knew not what horror.

Tbe portraits frowned grimly from tho walls, the dark wainscot looked darker, but it was not to be seen. The shadow was from out the room.

I returned to the fireplace, aud found that the ends of tbe packet which I had deposited in the lender had coiled up under e.xposureto the heat, One paper would s'em to have forced itself from out of 11 bundle, and as I endeavored to push back into its place, the following rds, writteri in Bentick'a unmistakai hand, met my startled gaze:

rend bf Jehu Fordyce only, destroy od by him the moment

and to I

be has huisbed the perusal.' I plucked it from the packet. This paper was to be read by we John Fordyce, and destroyed instanter. I resolved upon reading'it there and then. Oh why did I break that seal? Ob I why did not that icy,clammy,oozy hand intervene between me aud that paper, and bear it beyond mortal reach? A strange forebodiug of evil smote me as I broke tbe seal—I was treading upon the verge of it preoiplce.

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upon tbe floor. I could have counted flung himself upon the lifeless clay, their petals. Was I dreaming? No. He chafed the inanimate hands—those My heart stood still. I felt that tig* hai|ds once to soit, and tender, and curtain had only risen upon the myst*«|- wann. He glued his Hps to hers ry that there was much to follow. as if to inhale some sigh that yet might

A cloud of anxiety would pass across her fair brow, aud ber iustrous eyes close as if from a throb of mental anguisb, whilst hbr tiny white hands would continually clasp themselves in that nervous pressure by wbich even strong men with impassive countenances betray their inward emotions.

Quicker than thought the form of a man presented itself. He was tall and slight, and attired in full evenitiK dress. He leant upon his arms, which be placed against the chimney piece, aud gazed dewn into the fire bis back was turned to the girl, aud his face was hidden from me by bis elbows. The girl started to her feet and timidly approached him, touching bim gently as if to induce him to turn to her. He repulsed ber with a shrug. She appeared to address bim (no sound reached me) earnestly, beseechingly, with all her heart, with all her soul, yet he turned not. She plucked the bunch ot violets from ber bosom aud cast them into tbe fire in a frenzy of passion, yet he turned not. She threw herself upon herkuees, and, witb an agonized expression, such as the human countenance only assumes in the extremity of woe, pleaded to him.

Was it for her lile? Was it for that wbioh should be dearer tbau life? God forbid! for there was that in the shru« of tbe man's shoulder which precluded the faintest glimmer of hope.

Sbe rose slowly, and, with despair enveloping every feature, as plainly discernable as the writing upon the wall, she turned from bim and was gone. He still retained the same position, bis arms against the chimney--piece, gazing down into the fire. He moved his toot, encased in a patentleather boot, backward and forward upon tbe steel bars of the fender, and then-

Yes, and then ho turned, and his eyes met mine. My heart gave one great throb my brain was on fire.

The man wan liichca-d Bentiek, my dead friend 0 ti it OS

There was something yet to come. Once more I pulled my quiveringnerves together for a supreme effort.

The sceue bad changed—changed as silently and imperceptibly as the colors In the rainbow. The light was more subdued the fautcuil was replaced by a table—upon the table lay a bundle covered by a sheet.

The same man, or spectre, or demon, stood beside the table. His bair was dishevelled as If he had clutched It in a paroxysm of the wildest passion. I^ls eyes were sunken in their sockets, and encircled with black rims with inner rings of a purple red. His cheeks were livid, and bis blue lips, drawn tight, showed his white teeth standing out like the skeleton ribs of some animal which had been picked bare by birds of prey.

Thus did be look when his senses were restored a few fleeting minutes ere the grasp of the angel of death closed upon lilm.

The man, or spectre, or demon, raised a corner of the sheet, and abudderingiy cast a hurried glance beneath it.

Slowly, very slowly, and with averted gaze, he removed tbe entire covering, as if compelled to do so by some in is

Upon that table lay a dead body—the body of a woman—the body of thai fair young girl whom he had repulsed with an icy sfirvg.

Dead—dead—dead. Her long brown hair hung in massive tresses over the edge of tbo table, almost sweeping the floor. Her beaotirully formed bands were clenched as if the agony of death bad been exquisitely bitter. Her violet blue eyes were wide opeo, staring upwards, and the white lips, drawn tightly together. Bcomori as tboogb she bad endeavored to suppress the shriek which bade farewell to earth.

But why did her garment ding so closely to her fanitless form? Why did every limb, every eurve and contour of that beautiful frame, reveal itself? Why did something drip, drip, drip from her hair, her fingers, ber ears, ber feet, ber clothes, like tbe tick, tick, tick of the death-watch? It wasn't blood—no, it was water.

Tbe body bad been found in the black pool at the edge of the wood. Sbe bad committed self-destnictioa.

Hurling ber soul from ber, wit% one bound sbe bsd leaped into tbe valley of tbe shadow of death.

Poor lost child, that last look of despair was easily translated—Ibat supremlty of anguish, that climax of unutterable, unfathomable Illimitable

The man tnroed and gased at tbe body of bis victim. ReatorM was

Clutching the bed clothes witb tb* linger near that beart that throbbed so

clutch of a drownibg man I awaited tbe denouement. Although say eyes were riveted upon tbe interior of the outer room, so tbat no movement, however slight, oould by any possibility escape me, a female form "burst into being, even while I gawd.: She didnot walk or glide lato tbe apartment, she burst into. bein»r. Her back was turned towards me. She was clad in a black, tight-fitting dress* witb snow-wbite collar and cufla ber luxurious dark brown bair was fastened behind ber graceful bead in massive plaits. Her figure was the perfection of symmetry.|

Suddenly perceiviug tbe bunch ot violets upon tbe carpet, she stooped forward and, rapidly lilting, pressed tbeui thrice to ber lips, aud than, whilst tenderly placing tbem in tbo bosom of ber dress, she turned ber face toward me. What a face! It is in my mind's eye while I write this.

An exquisite oval, the dark brown bair drawn tight from the ivory forehead, fair as a May blossom blueisn gray eyes, set wide apart like those ot a child, with a tinge of the violet, basbtul yet wild, full of innoceutjoy and loving confidence a delicate nose, slightly retrousse short, curling upper lip, its compauiou rich, ripe, demure, aud pouting teeth of pearl, and a charmingly rounded chin. I see that face. Would that I had never beheld it, save in the splendid freshness of it* piquant beauty. She seated herself upou the fautcuil, aud from her anxious glauccs in the direction of tbe door, und har changing color, is was evident tbat frhe awaited tbe advent of some expected person.

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lovingly for him* and bim alone. Too late! Awful words, pregnaut witb tremendous meaning as is the single word eternity.

Tbo man severed a lock of tbat dark brown hair and placed it in bla bosom. Now I knew the black secret tbat lay like a clot of congealed blood over the bembf Rlobard Bentick. Now I hid the clue to what appeared to me to be tbe ravines of delirium. Now I could account lor the change which altered a bright, joyous, happy nature fnto a moody, glooiny, reserved and brutal one. Now tbe 'open sesame' bad been prouounced, tbe mist bad been cleared away from my clouded vision, and I «aw tbe good which drove Richard Bentick from sobriety to drunkenness, from tbe purity of Sir Galahad to tbe iibertinnmi of a rone of the Regency—from high principles to disreputable trickery, lrom a reverence for the Omnipotent to the sneering in credulity of a disciple ol Voltaire.

The thread that held tbe sword of itauiocleshad brokeu. Rnin, body and soul. Ruin, here and hereafter.

Ric tard Bentick's confession has never been read by me, and never shall be. That awful "revelation wrote the ghastly story in livid letters.

I entered Wyvern Hall.jyonng, vigorous, active. *1 quitted it at day dawn aged, sapless, withered, having lived a life, ay, a thousand lives, in a few horror-laden hours.

When I close uiy eyes at night, the spectral sceue presents itsell with all its appalling details, and these words, engraven upon my very soul, haunt every wakinvr moment. •Toyou. JobM Fordyce, I reveal tbe ghastly triumph ol au unprincipled man over a weak, loving, and defenseless woman.'

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Attornty at Law,

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No. 157 Main Street,

ht. wb.n

tbat fair young creature bad beaooght of bim to restore tbat to her which tb rough hies and his devilisb fetednation sbe bad forfeited Where was bis beart when, in abject humiliation, she flung herself noon ber kneea at bte in that very ehamber, sad prayed tor tbe miserable, pitiful boon of a atngto loving *ord? Where was bis heart when he allowed her to go from him to ber doom, end repaid ber life's krre, ber lost honor, ber Waitcbed sool, with a gsetare of oontempt I Tbat heart

HYDE, M, D,

hohepaphist,

4M Xsis iMpf.Ofsrs KeMt. Office boors, to 10 a. 3 toS 47 to Night oaJl* an*we?wS twin tbe office. Special attention given to Chroole Diseases.

Beftarenees: Dr. 8. I. Treat, A. Wilson, ot tbe Ann of Wlhsw Bros. A Better.

R. ANGFE L. WILSON/^

QAwalMracrTtoeBtotliM

LsdiM cuM Chi Mm mi TswHa*'*Office and Residence-No. 46 sooth 7U St. Office boors 8 to J® a. wt. iftoJaod

Business Cards.

IOHN H.

S1KKS,

W Whole-sale and Retail U+aleri*Hate, OtpM, Far*, DMI Straw X.. 04MKIM, sM OS Main street.

B.SAtfE, Confectioner and Baker, dealer in ign and Demesne Fruits, Nuts, Cracken, Fire Works etc.,

119

taollsbed In

Main street.

1S37.

KB-

R. FKECMAK, American d: Foreign Watefees, JEWELRY, fcc., Opera House.

KISSXKR,

PIAXOS, MELODEOWMRGANS, Mnsieol XiiKtrumvuta, Ac., Palace or Music,*#Ohio street.

'j^RBE. HAUTK »l!il( AL IHkHTlJL Tl'TE, 182 Main street, up .stairs. Music tanght in all ita branches. Pupils may eater at any time. Agency for Steinwagr pianos. A. SbixR. Principal.

RW.

R1PPKTOK. Genera! dealer in

GROCERIES, PROVISIONS A PRODUCE, ^National Block, 155 Main street.

JA.FOOTE,

Dealer In

Garden, Field & Flower Seeds,

No. 65 Main street.

I.. BALL,

Dealer in

Stov*i, Mantets, Tin Japmn and iVtMtrf War*, 12$ Main Street, North Side.

G.FOSTER

SUtlTXr. DtaJor in

TKILIP KADEL, JL Manufacturer of Saddles and Harness, Whips, Curry Combs, Brushes, hone Blankets, Ac. all work warranted, ijowen prices in tbe city, 74 Main street, bet. 8th and Bth.

UXTIX Jts ARMKTROMC

DBUiaam, 168 Main Streeit, near Sixth.

TERRE-HAUTE, IND.

SAY YES!

JOSiESftJOKEM.

QRDERS FOR KERN'S

Best Family Flour,

HEAI. AND FEED,

Left at N. KatsenbacU A (Jo's Cigar Store, will be filled promptly. KERNARAPP.

Terre-Haute Bank,

NO. 144 itI AIN STREET,

BUYS

and Sella Exchange, mult ex Collections and Lranacu a General Banking Business. Accounts solicited.

W. S. MAO ILL,

fan4-tt. Oasliler.

ENT8' & LADIES' WEAR

€JL£M£D OLORI I)! Oents' Wear repaired ueatly at

H. F. Reiner's Dye House,

Main St., oei. Si 7i h. %p6-tJ

WM. H. CHAW1CK,

Boarding House,

Soutliwent Cor. Int A' Cherry St*., Late Residence of Dr. E. V. Iial I TERHE-HAUTE, IND.

CLARIDGE,

1 Walnut St., opp. Center Market,

Dyer and Scourer,

Ladles Apparel nicely Hcoured or beautifully Colored. Gents Garments Scoured Colored or Repaired.

Send yoorgood* by Express*or otherwise

piANOS.

Fair Dealing! No Humbug!

Steinway&Son'sPianos

(The best in tbe world,) From §476 to 111,600.

Gabler Pianos, Arion Pianos,

Fran

*300 to |«7B.

From

•BOO to |H0.

From 1100

Hazelton Pianos,!. •»•.

R. V. Minden Pianos,

7 14 Octave, Is* flnlih, only WO.

AHTON S1I1DE

Is Agent for tbe sbove Pianos. Olre bim a call. in Main ««.. stains.

RUDOLPH CAOO'S

ART EMPORIUM, AND MUSIC STORE,

No. 91 Mais Street, toot- A 41k, TBREE-HAUTE, IND.

Constantly on Band:

II1MIOI, UIMATIICI, PHOTOWKAPHA, *e.

Frames and UouldingB,

TAMftEI.*,

TsiTe-flaate, I Ki

PfCimK-WA1M.

Wax, Deealeonaan I* sal Arttat** T'* Material. •YMSMICOFES

ALBUM**

sit BBAtfKKTft, DRAFTIH& IJfHTRl"'WESTS* WATMM pK«ciui,r«r Prsela*.

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