Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 6, Number 4, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 July 1875 — Page 3

.THEMAIL

~t~* A'PAPER

FOR THE

PEOPLE.

A SUMMER DAT.

There's gaping rent Id the eurtain That longs for a needle and thread._ There's a garment that ought to be finished, 4 And a book that wants to be read.

There's a letter that ought to be answered, There are clothe to fold away. Arid I know these tasks are ^wanting.

And ought to be done to-day. ...t .. /4 Bat how can I mendtbecurtain While watching this silvery clond

And how can I finish the garment When the robin callsao load And the whispering trees are telling

Bach stories above ray head, That I can bat Ue and listen, And the book is all unread.

If I try to write the letter, I am snre one-half the worn* Will be In the curious language

Of my chattering friends, the birds. The lilac* bloom in the sunshine, I The rose* nod and smile, And the clothe* that ought to be folded

And ironed must wait awhile. 1 The honey-bees hum in the clover,

The grasses rise and fall, The robin slops and listen*

A,

ad listens

..... brown thru

And the bird* sing to ine softly,' The butterfly flits away—, Oh, what could be sweeter than living

Thl* beautiful summer day

nr.ronz mabbiaoe.

My Maggie, my beautiful darling. a««|* iCreep Into my arms, my sweet, Let me

fold

you again to my bosom

r**-

Ho close 1 can hear your heart beat. What! those little lingers been sewing? One's been pricked by the needle I aeo Th«ne hands shall be kept fre») from labor

When once they ore given to me. All mine, little pet. I will shield you From trouble anulabor end care. I will robe you like some fairy prince**,

And Jewels shall gleam In your hair Those slippers you gave mo are perfect, That dressing-gown fits to a T— ily darllns,! wonder that heaven

Bliould give such a treasure to me.

srf 5.

Elaht—Mine—ten—eleven! my precious, Time tiles so when I am with you, It seem* but a moment I've been h*re,(/,i,

And now, must I say It?—Adieu! AFT EH MAHIUAOE. Oh, Mi'K, you arc heavy-I*rn tired

Go sit in the rocker, 1 pray Your weight smhm ft hondrod and ninfcty When you plump down in that sort or wayf You had bettor be mending my coatsleeve—

I've spoken about it before— And 1 want to flntsh this novel And lopk over those bills from the store. This dressing-gown set* like the d—1: ifc

The*e slipper* run down at the heel Btrange, nothing can never look decent I wish you could know how they feel. What's this bill from Morgan's? \V hy.aureiy.

It'* not for nnother now dress? Look here! I'll be bankrupt, ere ew \car, Or your store bills will have to grow less. Eight o'clock Meg, sew

OH

this button

As soon as you finish that sleeve llelgh-ho! I'm *o Ueucodly sleepy, I'lT put off to bod, I believe.

Malcolm, the Avenger

OB,

TE3 KYSTEilOUS ireSDF.3,

BT HARRISON AINSWORTH., ^Uttbob or "Town* hill," "BAmjio at Last. "A Tal* of Mrsittiir," •Ta

CHAPTER XVII.

TH* ACCUSATION DKNIUD.

When the accusing words of Vernon Aubrey fell on Mr. Derwent's ears, he bosame ghastly pale $ but onlv for a moment. Putting the young man aside, with a force which he vainly endeavored to resist, be seized the hands of Violet and, drew her to hit aide, "Are you suddenly bereft of your senses Sir. Aubrey," he sternly demanded, that fou cotno into my house, and uttor such ridiculous nonsenso before my friends Were it not that I feel some compassion for you, as a disappointed man, I should be ligpowxl to call in my servants, and bid them expel you

This bold speooh roasured the paniottricken guests, and they began to gather trouud Mr. Derwent attd his polo bride, uul east resentful glanoes at the audacious intruder. llut uow Charles Malcolm stopped for* ward, and before his steady gase the eyes

Violet'* guardian foil. But his grasp 5n the trembling girl tightened and he partially interposed himself between her «ind those who would have wrested her from his hold. "Mr. Derwent,'1 said Malcolm, in tbe

Brrn, equable tonus which alwavt command respect and attention,—"Mr. Derwent, you iriQ do well to dismiss your visitors, and to unhand that young lady. The marriage you have contemplated cannot take place." o, "Cannot, sit I have Miss Lindsly's positive pledge to bocome mine within this hour and neither your uncalled-for interference nor tit* ravings of your mad com(Anion shall prevent it being fulfilled *Thm you oompel me to speak openly. Hiss Lindslr, yotur guardian has been false to his trust I He has abused the oon£denco reposed in him, and tampered with your property 1 it is to conceal his guilt that he strive* to wed you."

Mr. Derwent smiled contemptuously.

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"Miss Lindsiy already knows the circumstances on which you put so harsh a construction. She is aware that my affeoUonate endeavors to make her happy, and to surround her with everything the ooald. arave, led me into expenses beyond my means to meet which in an evil hmr, I cnad* use of my powers as o»-trustee, to sell Mit some of her property, which. I regret to say, 1 have not boea able to replace. I have confessed this to Violet, and she has aobly, gtmerouBly forgiwn me. Have you aot, mv dearest?

She bowed aseent, for she could aot «on fffftTtiil hitr \*omw tjf mj sthor reply.

Vernon Aubrey understood now all that perplexed him so in her conduct. Mr. Oerweat, writ aware that when die took up hear abode with Sir John Leftoy*. all his ipeculations would be fotected, had thrown hunseif ujwn her mercy. Ue had wrought her by his imnnMt that it was for had sinned—that his oranmaing

upoa *«r be waned—that his oterwetting love had made him half ruin to iSurroOnd her wilh luxume, and indulso the lightest wish 4ihe formed. And Vro&t had not beared him unmoved. vinced of Aul««y,s gilt, and regarding it nsr (uardiaa tmm tho guUty acts into which

her duty to save

I consequences of the hi* love for her had bstrayod him. she had j«a4« herself tho axcriiloe, and vowed to keep hie eeewt. $ C&uies Maloolm*s next wonls rnthleeshr ieetroyed the illosioa under which ah* had boen lahoring: and, is spit* of henelf, a tuspicioo began to cnep into her heart that she had be*n duped.

This tale did very well for an unsuspecting giri, who had no means of testing it* tarith, and was generously ready to think the best of her guardiap. Bat I happwi to have learned, in scone inquiries I nav* instituted in the City, that Mr. Dorwent ha* dabbled in sundry .speculations not v*ry creditable to him ana that the suzfts procured by the sals of stock standing in his ward's name were paid into the firm of Gulson aad Rougem, whose frauds have just been exposed in the daily papers."

Violet began to shiver in Mr. Derwent's fierce clasp, aad to look anxiously aad fearfully in his lowering faoe. He saw this, and spoke toh*r in hurried whispers. "Ton hear what he says? Well, it is false—all false! It is apart of a aruel plot to ruin me in your estimation. Go to your own room, my beloved, for a few minutes. I will get rid of these base slanderers, and join you there."

Ho would have led her away, saying, "Miss Lindsly does not choose to listen to any more of these vile insinuations. She prefers to retire to her own apartments."

But Sir John Lefroye, who had made several attempts to get a hearing, now angrily and fussily interposed. "It i» quite tone that I exercised my authority. I have been too yielding—too good-natured. ought to Live insisted upon taking Miss Lindsly away when I came here before. Violet Lindsly, in the name of your dead father, I command you to quit the side of that had man, and place yourself under my protection." "Convince me that Mr. Derwent has played the dishonorable part you impute to him, and I will obey," she answered, firmly. "But I will not retract my promise until assured of his unworthiness. 1 would not turn away a servant on such mere assertions as you have been making how, then, shall I break my vows to one wham I have always trusted and respected T' "ify assuarance that Mr. Derwent is a bad man ought to be sufficient for you Sir John exclaimed, drawing himself up with more than his usual pomposity. "Perhaps it ought but I have boen taught to hold my ward sacred, and I shall continue to do so."

Yet, while Violet—true to her haioraLle teachings—was saying this, her blue eyes eagerly sought and questioned the agitated countenance of Verndu Aubrey. She longto fly to his side—to know herself free from tbe bonds which linked her to another and more and more hateful became the thought of the marriage she still consider* ed honelf bound to contract.

Mr. Derwent smiled exultingly as he listened to her. "MiBS Lindsly speaks like her own, noble, generous self 1" he cried. "And now who shall dare to hinder our union Come, my friends we have let these highly respectable gentlemen detain us quite long enough."

Charles Malcolm was baffled by his coolness. He was unprovided with sufficient corroborative testimony of Mr. Derwent's turpitude, for Millicent'a brief telegram had bidden him come to Norwood without delay. Neither had he been able to see her since his arrival, and learn the reason of her hasty summons—for Vernon in his impetuosity, dragged him at once into tho apartment where tho bridal party were assembled. "t's

As he Was about to propo3o to Miss Lindsly that she should postpone her nuptials, and give him time to provo tbe justice of his allegations, Vernon Aubrey broke in upon him. "Violet, you cannot—you must not uhite yourself to this man. If I had not known him to bo worthless, I would have striven to resijp you. But a deeper crime rests upon his soul than any Malcolm has accused him of. Ho is the murderer of Robert Walters 1"

Violet could feel tho hind that grasped hors grow cold as ice as the vehement Aubrey uttered this terrible accusation but Mr. Derwent gave ho other token of being either startled or angered by tho charge brought against him. "This in turning the t&bles with a vengeance he cried scornfully. "Mr. Aubrey, who knows that his own doubtful conduct has induced many to belifivo him to be the guilty wretch who took Robert Walter's life, now tries to shift the odium on to my shoulders. Is there nj other evil deed you can impute to me t"

A murmur of sympathy arose amongst those who stood around. Mr. Derwent's calm and imposing manner had a greater effect upon them than tho disordered looks ami passionate assertions of Vernon Aubrey.

But the Litter was not' daunted by this. "1 repeat it," he said, addressing' himself to Violet. "I repeat my words. To this man, and none other, did Robert Walter* owe his untimely death."

It was the voice of the deeply moved Malcolm that answerad hun. "If this b* true, why have you so loug kept silent Why have you permitted yoarself to be susnected! lie rniri might have added, "Why have you let me so unjustly condemn tbe unfortunate Sybil P" but he could not bring himself to acknowledge the dreadful doubts of her innooenco which had tormented him.

Before Vernon Aubrey could reply, Mr. Derweat defiantly exclaimed, "There has boon enough of this I am aot bound to stand on my own hearthstone and hear myself so unwarrantably aspersed. Have you any proofs to bring forward of tho truth of your statement? Not I thought as much. Like Mr. Malcolm, you think to frighten Miss Lindsly into believing me a monster I" •"The proofs of the crime are here !M said a feminine voice aad Mil!ic*nt Vyner cam* forward, and stood, calm aad undaunted, before the speakers. "You gapped Mr. Derwent, fear creeping over him for the first time. "Why, what ami you know P" "Too much for your safety," Milliceat responded, "Like many other assassins, you have permitted vour own carelessness to convict you.** He would have interrupted, but she want steadily on. "When you flung the phial torn the window of the room where you mixad th« deadly draught, Tou forgot to destroy the stopper which had ckesd it—you forgot to do away with tb* case in which that phial, with three otl«r*)md been hidden. It is hers!" sb* exclaimed, holding up a tiny glass aadtfe*tttt3* carved box she had from tb* drawer In his •*Th« kstf^KNyht proofs art her* and to you, Mr.Makohn, a* the aveagwraf Sobert Walters, 1 conflde thstn."

There was a uosMaU*y hush ia tiSs rooan* as she stepped, up to Ibtoqlm, aad put Into his haads the articles «h* had discovered. Mr. Derweat etill held his bend *rsct, as if he defied %ls accuse** tmt hiebiaaehed lips, sad a Strang* pression ia his deep-—t *$m, betrayed the struggle going on within.

Sir John Lcifroye was the first to move, H* quietly kit t&» apartment, aad gsit some directions which resulted in the polios making their appearance at Der­

went Lodge in tho courue of a very shor* time. Vjolet had listened, with breathleas .honor to MUlioenV Vyn«r*a revelations, and now abo triod ti herself from Mr. Derwent*8 hold. When she found this impossible, she shrieked to Aubrey for help,ia»ifc6f terror which she oould aot control.

Atthesouad of her piteous cry—at the sight of the look ef mingled horror and regret she cast upon, him, Mr. Derwent's fortitude partially gave way, and his grasp relaxed.' No sooner did Violet discover this, than, forgetful of everything but tho inspiring sense of freedom, *he sprang into the outstretched arms of Vernon Aubrey.

Like a frightened but confiding child, she (dung to him, and sobbed upon his breast: while he, overjoyed to know that he had rescued her, and that her heart had never held any other image than his own, soothod her tenderly. In the softest whispers, he bade h§r remember that she had nothing'to fear now—that his arms were around hor, and she waalia/«.

Safe! Ah, tho word was spokpn too quickly.. When Mr. Derwont saw the women whom he had periled his soul to win, clinging to his detested rival, without a thought of the torture she was inflicting on him, his breath came and went, his teeth were fiercely gnashed, and an execration burst from his lips, so awful, so blaspucmous, that every one who beard it shrank from him affrighted.

The next minute aloud report was hoard —a shriek—and a heavy fall. He hod added another to his many crixu ja.

Ho turned to fly as soon as the deed was done, but ere he reached the door to which he directed his flight, two polioemen appeared at it, and he found himself helplessly their prisoner. •, ..

CHAPTER XVIir.

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THE END OP THS CGIMIJIAL'S CAEE2E. One futile struggle, and. Mr. Derwent acknowledged himself conquered. And now his suave manner returned, and he was calm and smiling as usual. "You need not be rough with mo," ho said to his captors "or feel afraid that I shall attempt to evade you. I have made a great mistake in losing my tetnper, and I must put up with the consequences."

He glanced towards the group at the other end of the roam. There, those who had had the courage to remain in the room had gathered around- a prostrate form, and a woman's heavy sobs were heard abovo the murmur of voices, that asked, "Is she dead? Is there no means of staunching the bleeding till the doctor comes "Better dead than another's," muttered Mr. Derwent, viciously but although he spoke thus, a sick faintness crept over him, and he asked, for some brandy.

As the fiery spirit warmed his blood, his courage revived. "What are you going to do with me, my good follows? Take mo before a magistrate'at once? Eh, well it must be &S* you please, I suppose. I should like to take a change of slothes with me, and my desk and dressing-pases. If you will go with mo to my rooms, I will point out what I wish to have."

They had been careful to take from him the revolver from whish he had fired the fatal shot and on receiving his assurance that he had no other weapon about him, they signified their willingness to accede to his wishes. "Where is my daughter ho cried, suddenly recollecting her. No one answering, he beckoned to Millicont Vyner, who Was crossing the room with some bandages... "Come .hither, girl—come hither." -t4,

With reluctance to approach one so vile, struggling with her habit of obedience, she came. "Spy!—informer!' mean creature that ate my bread, and then betrayed me," ho said to her, bitterly—"what have you done with Sybil

She started at tho question, and a touch of sorrow mingled with the abhorrence with which she regarded him. "Miserable man Then you do not know what you have done

Ho looked at her half fearfully.( "Was the draught too strong Yet no, it could not have boon. Tell me where she is Do you think that because fate is against me, such things as you ore can play with moat your will r'

Instead of replying to him, Millicent addressed herself to tbe pob'oemen. "Let him see his handiwork. Perhaps, even his hard heart will be softened, when he knows how fearful a crime be has committed."

In obedience to her behest, the men led Mm forward. Erery one shrank from ooming into contact with a murderer and as they moved aside, an applling sight presented itself.

On the carpet knelt Violet, the bridal veil torn from her golden tresses, her white robes dabbled in gore. On her lap rested the head of Sybil, from whose white neck tho life-stream was klowly welling. Her dark eyes were fixed upon the anguished face of Charles M.vloolui, who was bending over her, and vainly striving to chafe a little warmth into her nerveless hands.

Ohastly as the dying girl he gased on, Mr. Derwent uttered a wailing cry, aad staggered back. How came Sybil there And was this his doing

He had not seen her enter the room, neither had any one else marked her entrance, so absorbed hod they all been in listeningto the charges made by Vernon Anbrey. and so boldly refuted by the wretched man, whose last and worst deed of all oonvkted him.

Sybil, ooafasod by the drag she had swallowed, had been scarcely aliv* to the actual meaning of MiQioent Vyner's warnings, when tine latter was compelled to leave her. Bat A by slow degrees her mind became clearer, she was aMe to comprehend wiui tat occurring. la that interview with her father, to which MtUkjeat had listened at the window, sb* had sternly reprobated his attempt towdthe innocent Violet, aad had oven declared hnr resolve to interfere at all hazards if h* persisted. Finding that she was neither to oe cajoled nor msnsoed intost-

aidstolelefthjm.bopiagto

Mr. Derwint pretended yield the she that bar ar

had prevailed, and that be would designs.

Bat h* into her chambcr ia th* daad of the night, aad with a smile upon his tin*, which a determined ring ia his siiuiii ii—mil tones contradicted, he forced

her

to swallow what be termed a*dotiv% to o%lm h*r exeited across. He swtohgd bends her until the nareotie ft.* thtm left the room, eacultiag in the thought that he had «U*ae*d her itata^^^tkmsiMiaMn*e»d him with would be unavailing.

As Syfad's senses returned, sad she called these things, she started frees her bed. She eompwhimded now that he hnd girsa her the sleeping pe*io«to easWe him to marry Violet in spite of her. Had she, indeed, skpi too Jong to prevent it?

Com m~ «w if*lr fo«*a stairs, she- Ipnshsil her way through the gzeqgi of sn flats who» alarmed by Sir John Lefroye having sent for th* police, had gathered round tbe door of the robin where the br&il party had assembled.

The first person on whom her eyee fdl Was Charles Maleohu, aad she paused, faint with dread for ai» recollected Millicent's assertion, that he came to fulfil Walter's request. The next moment, she saw Violet fly into the embrace of Vernon Aubrey,-aad her father, white-lipped aad revengeful, dip his hand into his vest.

She knew what he carried there she gnessod his fell purpoee add. to save the unconscious lovers, she threw herself before them.

This generons action was done so rapidly, that it was not until Sybil lay wounded at their feet that they knew the danger from which they had happily been reeraed, or to whom they owed their safety^

When Sybil heard her father's exclamation of horror at the eight before him, she attempted to raise herself. "Bid him come to me," she murmured to Charles Malcolm, when she found herself incapable of the effort "I must speak to him before we are parted for ever.

Accordingly, his captors led him to tho side of his dying daughter. Great drops of agony stood on his brow the agony of that awful moment was almost more than he could bear, but he did not speak not even when she held out her hand with a smile of forgiveness. "Father, wo have not loved each other as we should have done*and perhaps the fault of that has been, in a gr&t£ measure, mine. I have been too impatient, too reserved, to guin that influence with you that a gentler nature might have acquired." "Nay, my child, yo« may speak freoly those truths tb your murderer, that you would not utter to your father," ho answered, sombrely. "Say at once that you have always recognized the yijluin in rpc, and so despised me." "Hush!" she said.' "It was not I who should have judged you. I should have tried whether iuy loving words aud tender caresses would not lead you to purer courses. Yet, however, I may navo erred, say that you forgive me." '•This is mockery," tho hoarse response. "Is it not I who should plead for pardon P"

But Sybil could say no more. "If my death should teach you to repent she began then, with a quivering sigh, she slid from Violet's arms, and for a while they bclioved that all was over. Mr. Derwent, who seemed stunned by the consequences of his crime, and careless what became of him, was led from the room, and those who had come to assist at a gay bridal, were glad to escape from a scene so different to anything they had anticipated.

Sybil revived sufficiently to request a parting interview with Charles Malcolm. Perfectly conscious that her hoars were numbered, die no longer concealed her long-enduring affection for him, though she deprecated the griof ho testified as he threw himself on his knees beside the couch on which they had laid her. "I had notdeemed that in your heart you still cherished so fond a remembrance of me," Bhe murmured "but it makes these last hours of my sad life less bitter." "Would to llcavun I could save you," he groaned. "I-iy dear one, bo more hopef ol, and try to live for my sake.'"

Sybil Biglied. "iPov wh.it would you save me? For that overwhelming shame and public disgrace from which lic^vcn is luarcifully removing me?:' "No one shall over dare to associate disgrace with your hamb while I live," Malcolm excloi -.e^. "It shall be my care to shield you from every harsh word or look."

But Sybil shook her head sorrowfully., "You would spare me this, and all else if you could, I know "but you cannot hush the busy tongues that will spread my father's crimes throughout England. You cannot closo your eyes to the misery it would inflict on your proud spirit, if it were known that you had connected yourself with the murderer of your cousin." "You shall live for my sake, my dearest, and we will go abroad, we will assume another name, and all these tilings shall be forgotten."

She heard him with sod pleasure but she know that this would never be, that her hours were numbered, and she would not permit herself to regret it. Her love for Charles Malcolm was that pure, self, sacrificing affection, which her sex alone can testify. 8ho had renounced the happiness of becoming his wife when chance revealed her father's true ebaractor to her appalled eyes. From that moment she may have been said to have parted with every hope and joy that makes life sweet to the young and beautiful.

For Malcolm's sake she broke off her emgagement with him. It was better that he should grieve over her as a heartless coquette, than have to reproach her for having blurred his honor by permitting him to link himself with the daughter of a dishonest zn&n.

For her father's' sake she had concealed from the world all that shame and suffering his guilty practices tailed upon her.

Terrible had those sufferings been. From an early period, she, who could never refrain from closely watching him, hsd discovered that ho loved Violet, and was jealously distrustful of every one who approached her. Of Robert Walters, the handsomest aad richest of her suitors, h* entertained the greatest fear and when at Violet's birth-night ball, the young man's attentions were openly paid and permitted he sIk

by his ward, he trembled lest lose her. A hasty word which b* dropped in th* fury of his wrath had frightened Sybil for th* young man's safety. Not content with warning him that there was danger in remaining at Derwent Lodge, she bad Utempted to waylay her father ia one of tbe passages, with the intention of hinting her conviction of his designs, aad imploring him to forego tbcm.

But scarcely had the first words besn spoken when she learned that she wae laboring natter a mistake. Daeeived by th* dim light, aad some similsriaty ct height aad figure, sb* bad addressed herself to Versoa Aubrey instead of Mr. Derwent.

Scarcely comprehending tbe of her hurried speech, he did not h**it*ts to pl*dg* himself to sOsace, when "*tt fined out her error, aad wliUri Mas to forge* what sb* bad been eaytag. Thus he found himself afterwacds, sm* ea^r bound by his promise to withhold the clae be oeukl have given to th* murderer of Robert Walters, but compelled to endure, without an effort at Id* own vindicate*, tb* saspimn his evasive manner entailed uposi Mas, when essuainsd at the isouest.

Charlae Maioobakaew not how to «ms paneste the dyiag girl for tbe doubts of her laaooeaas which he had been cherishing bat Sybil gweaeed what be would have saJd, aad teadsriy silenced hint. "Do yon think that I blsme yon, bowaver you may have costdmned at. Th* fata of being aaiarinted in pm

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tn^ 'fori pitf ihft. And

sweetens tbM* p.unrui i^ciraents to la that when I am at rest ylou' wQi abmysp*.

Th* interview was exciting her too much, asid the fcucgeoa who was fcL the room to tui vt i.

Reluctantly, how&s abouttoobey.when Sybil murmured. "Not yet. lift me in

anas, aad let me see Violet once more. like to bid her farewell*" Millicent flew ia searehof the weeping girl, whom Vernon Aubrey was endeavoring to console and calm. She hurried to the side of her friend, but Sybil saw her not. Her last look had been already given to Charles Maloolm, aad she did not speak, except to softly murmur, "My .poor, poor guilty father! May Qod have mercy!" When Violet let^ied over her, and put her lips to the white oheek reposing on Malcolm's breast, it was already growing cold in death,

They bud her in one of the fairest Spots in that loveliest of ail our suburban cemeteries, Norwood. No stone marks the spoV for Maloolm would not have anything done whioh might lead the curious to gase upon the tomb whifch held the daughter of Walters, murderer. But alight railing encloses the grave, which in spring time, is covered with white violets and the hlue forget-me-not and one faithful heart clings fondly to the memorj of the brave, pure spirit whoso mortal coil rests beneath it.

Mr. Derwent evaded death by the hsrid of the hangman for he had cunningly^ concealed about his person some of-we virulent poison which had rid him ofc his rival. After some days spent in hispnsdil cell, in fits.of alternate. remorse and reviling at his fate, he swallowed the drug, aud was found dead upon his pallet.

It was some time before Violet Lindsly overcame the shook of these terrible events she had witnessed. Accompanied by Millicent, to whom she had beavme' much attached, Bhe went with Sir John and Lady Lefroye to a secluded watering-place, and remained there until her health Mid spirits were somewhat restored.

A careful investigation of accounts proved tlm-f. much of her property had been' converted by Mr. Derwent to his own tuies but Vernon Aubrey loved har for herself, and perhaps was all the uiore pleased that she was no longer the Wealthy heiress she had been, as it enabled him to prove the disinterestedness of his affection.

Ere long she became his bride and Sir

John Lefroye, to testify his regret for the neglect of his' duties as a trustee, which had enablod Mr. Derwent to commit these frauds undetected, presented the bride* groom with the title .deeds of a pretty little estate, to which the really happy couple retired for a honeymoon protzuctoa far beyond its usual limits.

When Charles Malcolm saw Millicent Vyner again, an unexpected piece of good fortune nod placed her and her mother above want. A plot of land her father had purchased in Australia many years pre* viously, had suddenly become valuable, and the widow sold it for a sum which Millicent insisted upon investing in an annuity for her mother's benefit.

Charles Malcolm negotiated tho sale of the land for Mrs. Vyner* and this affair brought him into frequent contact with her daughter. Millioent was the only creature in the world to whom he could speak freely of Sybil, and it was during these conversations that he learned .to admire and appreciate the spirit and i: llligence of this young creature. "There is strangu similarity in our fates," he observed to her one day, as they »t together at the window of the pretty cottage her mother had at Twickenham, idly watching tho boats floit 1y upon the

up

"Not much, I think. Your life has never been such o.chequ£red one flA mine. You have never known what it is to straggler with poverty, and. lie down at night oppressed with a dread of what the morrow may bring forth." "X was not thipking of that. I fear that, under such circumstances, I should not liave emulatod the breve and cheerful patience which you displayed."

Millicent'a sweet face glowed at his praises. ••You forget that you have only heard this from my too partial mother, who never knew how often the jpatience she lauds used to fail mo, nor how many repining thoughts I cherished in those dark days I"

There was a short silenoe, aad then Maicolm said, "When I likened our fates, I meant that we had both loved, and lost the being on whom we fixed our hopes."

Millicent sighed. "Was that sigh for Walters' memory?" her companion somewhat hesitatingly inquired. **No," she answered firmlv. "I have overcome what, after all, was but a girlish pleasure in the flattering attentions of a young and handsome man. 1 can see now the folly I committed in listening to words that meant nothing and I know that if Robert Walters' love had been ever so sincere, I could not have been happy as his wife." "Wtattmkss you say this P" asked Malcolm, looking steadily at the drooping faoe. "A conviction thatloooldnot be content with the mere outside advantage? of handsome foatures and a fascinating manner. I could not wod unless I gave my whole confidence to my husband—unless I recognised in him astro^ger spirit for good than my own."

Sbe stopfted suddenly, for an upward gbace had shown her how attentively Malcolm was listening—how ckeely he was watohiag her.

Sbe ro*e in some oonfusion, ood he ro** too. "I suppose I must go," he said* little sadly "I am ashamed of iilyssM when I think how often,I intrude upon JOttt "If you knew how how very, very welcome yon alsrays are—" Millicent began—then stopped short, embarrassed by tbe ardency with which she had spokeo.

He took her hands in his. "Den look Mif you were repenting that kind speech. I am a very loneiiyntan, aad the pleasant««t moments of my life are tboee 1 spend with you.'*

Sbe neither answered, nor looked up, t&l h* said, v*ry softly, "Millicent! He drew Mr toward him, and her h*ad sank on his shoulder. Sbe h»ul long known that his more maa^ imago had oiiffhsd Walters'frembwheart,and thatshsaakoo better forilr than to minister to Charles Mafeokn's happiaes*

And so MiUkent b*eama#is wills, and loved him none tbe less because he has always ebsrisbed tbe awoiy of tbe dead SibiL

With Violet aad Vetaoa Aubrey they *t ttrasof tfced»e*ti»HauK?. Thera but one tofrfe which they mutually avoid need we say that J* Walters' request? tu nro.

(^.Q LFLLE R0TLEB.

tti^ of me—not as the false hearted awl nia*»l» re}*ete* you. tat as the* wholovedvou better thtfher own happ- OFFICE—at John Gnerson's &

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ABASH MILLS,

RCFUS NEAL, Proprietor,

Having leased this new mill, on Main St., near the river, I am prepared to furnish the Best Flour and Feed, in any quantity and al4be kMsvst pxices,delivered to all puts of Qie efity tee Of clinrge. Flour and Meal constantly on nand*ft exchange for Wheat and Cora. JunMtm

EWING MACHINES KSPAXKU AND ANTBTIS In the very beet manner and warranted to work, by JOSEPH FOLK, over TutfS Boot and Sboe^ose. Don't bondemltt your maOhlus U4tli vir, FOI.K tm. hodLllopk at it, lor tho real trouble maybe very light and the cost t,[ repairing a mere trine. The best nee*Ue«.and«nNAnstantly on hnnd.

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Terre Haate Ice Co.,

If bo^oie and plalers. KETAIIi DfePOT and OFFICE, kprt4m 179 Main alreet.

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Buried securely and in order, by using SPKOGKJS'S PATENT iTOSE COFFIK TAUI«T(

Isiute Ball, Agent, city of Terre Haute.

PJHE COMMON SENSE

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T. N. SHINN,* TERUE IIAUTE, ludiuun,

Wmt the ladles of Term HnuU say of the washer. We have purchased tho common 8cnse Washer, ami use It with entire witlsfftctlon. We cheerfully reconimend It to our friends and neighbors to tawk every garment thoroughly clean. Collars and wristbands not excepted. It works very easy, with little notw, ttlul makes no slop. We have uwd the washer nearly two months, and the longer we use it tho better we like It. We would not toko'throe times le prlcfe and bo without lt.,t

Mrs. ('has. Helnlg. Hnlcor." Mis. Max Joseph. Clothing.Mr*. Is? ac Ball, Undertaker."

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Mrs. J. H. Don ham. Farm ImplemonU. Mrs. N. J. Owen, Dluokstulth. Mrs. I\ 11.0'lU'illy. U. B.8torekeei»er. Mrs.'B. N. Bullaru, Itoiirillng Mlntress. This machiueis very simple, .cheap and durable. It 1 a compact and portable, never ants out of order. It will wash clean the finest fabric or the heaviest blanket and a chlltt' cruiusu Jt effectually. Kvcry fnmlly shotitd hfivft the washer, ami every family will have It when tb«y know its value, lie machine# ere for sale by Slaughter & and J.b.l)onham, Watkins, 140 Main street, No. 40 south Fourth street, may 21-3m

3HOWE MACHTNXC CO'S

(ELIAfl HOWE, Jit.)

WOBLD-REWOWKED

SEWING MACHINES.

General Western Ofllco. 289 South Halsted St.. Chicago. —i

These rehowhed Machmes nlways recommend themselves favorably to the general public. Being the oldest «xtant, they are unquestionably the rfiost popular Machine in use and produced as (hey are from the

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raud meobanlcal genius or Ellss Howe. Inventor of the Bewlng Machine,"

they possess many points of excellence, Ulcb, tor purposes of sewing, render them perlor to any other make, and which has made them World-renowned. The qualities which recommended them are their thorough and mechanical construction, simplicity and ease of management, strength, beauty and evenness of stitch, elegance of style and tinlsh.

Our terms of sale are as liberal as are known to tbe trade, and all sr« invited to examine our Machines before purchasing— Good Canvassers wanted.

THE HOWE MACHINE CO., 1. OftEBI, Agt., Terre Ha ale, lad.

S, JL—Ptnodm residing In districts where we are not i*presented will please address us for Itlustxwied Price List, which will be mailed free. Juntf

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bring ^glad tidings." ThesedI* be entirely mva effectually trnees of them removed. In fror eight weekiL without using knife, caustic or ltgstnre. The process Is a recent discovery, and ta absolutely painless. Dr. Oalhralth, in two wh

absolutely /ears' practice, bos not found a case ieh ailed to yiela at once to the treatmart. We do not ask a dollar until a cure Is effected. Following, we give a few names of the mis'- recently cured patients, to whom we are at liberty to refer. Persons sutfertnc fr*m any disease of the rectum are mimwt requested to write, to us. We knowwe mcure yon, and it will cost you nothlc sons. Who havs been ttev. B. Mil

Wrt^toH^her oraH rfthS%jllbwUig perms, Who havs been enred R*v.B.MIlta, e. Laptwun, W.

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