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A A Insty frwnp, one summer's day— *i Tlie xun wHA glaring fiercely down— ^Tnaixed,on alonR the dusty way

That lead toward the nearest town. No friendly tree its weloome shade '*1 Alhwart bis weary pathway cast •No abbllng brooklet lea peu and played ,j= Along tbe roadside as be passed.. i"Ia Vere no shady spot," he cried,

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li«nd?" to one who by him strode, "Ob! yes," the other one replied— A little further down the road." Ah, well! we all are tramps, atb«sM: ••{i: we stagger 'neatb life's dally lead.

Yet on we pre# —and hope for rest, "A little further down the road."

The Discarded Wife.

A ROMANCE OP THE AFFECTIONS

BY H. ARTHUR GRATTAN.

Author of "Myra Graham," "Marion's Destiny," The Usurer's Daughter," etc. CHAPTER XIX.

THE BURGLARY.

A wrek soon passed by, *nd Eleanor found her Ife with Ladv .Joyce a very pleasant one and, had t-be only been in

Htate of mind for happiness, she might have enjoyed herself to her heart's con tent.

But what was pleasure now to her? She attended tbe theaters and con certs with her Ladyship, bat her mind was far away, ana Lady Joyce once went so far as to call her cold and apa tbetic.

Still the timo passed on, and Eleanor day by day became more reconciled to her fate, and accepted the position which had fdllen to her with thankful ness.

One night, sorely against her will Lady Joyce forced ner companion to gt to a grand ball. It is needless to say how little she enjoyed it, or bow glad she was when the hour of departure ar rived.

Her heart was too full for musio and dancing, and the spectacle recalled too forcibly the happy days which bad gone, never to return.

It was late when they returned to Park Lane. Lady Joyce at once retired to her own room but Eleanor, making Home trivial excuse, remained in tbe drawing room, mechanically turning over the leaves of a book, but in reality thinking, with tear fraught eyes, of the husband whom she was afraid she would never see again.

The hour* passed quickly on, and Eleanor sank into a doze upon the sofa, from which she was awakened by a sudden noise.

She started to her feet. The candle bad gone out and tbe room was In total darkness.

She listened and thought she beard a .sound as of subdued voices. Her heart beat violently, but she determined at once to ascertain whether or no there was any real cause for «larm.

Carefully atiJ nolselcaaly eb© opened the room door, and advanced with noiseless tread along tbe landing, till fihe came to tbe top of the stairs.

Then she bent over and peered anxiously in every direction, but she could see nothing.

All was dark and silent. Sbo was almost disposed to laugb at her own idle fears, when agleam of light from one end of the passage attracted her attention.

Holding her breath again, she bent forward, but she could »ee no more than this one long ray of light, which, it was very evident, proceeded from a dark lantern.

Then came the sound of feet. Tbe light advanocd slowly, and she was able to dimly distinguish tbe forms of two men.

One suddenly shifted bis position so that tbe light of the lantern fell full upon bim.

ITe was a strong, stalwart man, dressed in a countryman's suit, but his face was hidden by the black crape whioh hung^over it.

In his arms were some of the most valuable pieces of plate which Eleanor bad noticed on the first night or her arri val.

There could no longer be any doubt about tbe matter. It was evident that the house had been hrpken into, and that the burglars were now just about to make off with... their Hpoii.

What should she do? If she were to cry for help, the robbers would have ample time to make their escape before the servant* were aroused.

She WAS iiot

deficient

One of the ruffian)- raised a formidable lire preserver. Eleanor uttered a shrill scream for help, and strove to se!se the hand holding tbe murderous weapon.

It would have gone badly with her but that simultaneously with her scream A door at the other end of tbe hall had been thrown open, «UH1 two men had rushed upon the scene.

There was a pistol shot fired, and one of the burglars tell wounded at Eleanor's feet: the other tnrned savagely upon bh Assailant, but resistance was useless, and in a f»«v momenta he was bound and

It appeared that the burglar had heard the noise made by the robbers, and had noiselessly awakened one of the ser vents sleeping in the next room, then together tney had hastened to interrupt them, with what effjet has already been related.

The surprise of the servants at discovering Eleanor on the spot was great, hut that was nothing to her own when the light fell full upon tbe face of tbe burglar who had made each a desperate resistance, sgf

It was Slider! jr. lie, too, felt surprised, but he betrayed none in his manner. •I beg vour pardon, Mr*. Vane,* said the butler, 'but hadn't you better go to your own room?' •Yes,' she answered, "directly but I must speak to that man first,' and she pointed to her brother, who lay securely bound on the hall floor.

Tbe butler was too discreet to make any comment, but he fAottypAf a great deal. •Well, Eleanor,' said the burglar, as she bent over him, 'you didn't expect to see tarn here to-night, did ytoi? 'No.' •But It's most infernally lucky, for otherwise should have been marched off to prison, ft»r a certainty.*

'1 should think you would moet tho punishment yoa merit.'

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PEOPLE.

"DO WS THE ROAD."

What do you mean, Eleanor? Sorely you are not now going to turn against use?' •Against you?—no. Bat I can do noth ing to help you.' 'It seeuis to me that you can do everything .' •In what way?' 'Hang me if yout coolness isn't quite amusing. Why, untie these cursed strings and let me go.' 'I cannot do that.' 'You can't?' cried Slider, with an oath. •Is it can't or won't?' 'Both. I cannot, and I would not were it in my power.'

Slider growled a savage curse between his teeth as these words, spoken very calmly and deliberately, told him that be had no hope of freedom to expect from her. •You mean to say you'll have me sent across the seas again?' •It is certainly your own doing.' •Now lk't«is to me, Eleanor. I'm not going to stand any nonsense either give me my liberty or—r-' 'Or what?' •Or it will be worse for you.' 'I have all along assisted you in every way in my power, but now that you have brought yourself into the band of the law, and must pay the penalty. You must stand again in tbe prisoner's dock •Then mark me, Eleanor, as I live you shall stand by my side.'

To this last speech she paid no attenImpof left I and went np stairs to the solitude of her own room.

tion, believing ft to be but the impotent anger of baffled man. She left bim,

The" servants had in the meantime been attending to the other bHrglar, who had been wounded by the pistol ball.

He was apparently very badly hurt, but no vital part appeared to have been injured. ..

The hall was by this time full of serv ants, who had been aroused by the noise, and Slider, as he lay on the ground, gnashed his teeth and cursed the ill luck which led to bis discovery.

Both he and his companion declined to answer any questions until they were legally interrogated, and, as nothing was to be gained by keeping them in the house, policemen were sent lor to remove thern to the station house.

When Eleanor went up stairs, it must be confessed that she had not given Lady Joyce a thought, so busy had she been in thinking of the strange meeting with her brothf r, but she had not been very long in her room before a gentle knock at door recalled her to her duties.

It was Lady Joyce, who asked Eleanor into her dressing room to narrate what had occurred.

She bad just finished tbe account when the sound of voices outside the door made her pause. 'Go and see what's the matter now!' said Lady Joyce, who took tbe whole matter very quietly.

Eleanor opened the uoor, and found standing outside a policeman, and close behind him were several eager faced a

Is Eleanor Jerrold here?' asked the officer. Eleanor turned ashy pale but before Bbe could make any reply Lady Joyce stepped forward. 'Whois it you want?'said she. •E'eanor Jerrold, my Lady.' •Nonsense! There is no such person here.' 'Stay!' cried Eleanor, feebly 'that is ray name, sir. What do you want with me?' •It is my duty to take you in custody.' •In custody! Bless tbe man!' cried Lady

Joyce

'he doesu't know what he's talking about! What do you want .o take her in custody foi?' •For being implicated in tbe burglary,

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in courage, but

what would her strength avail against two men? While she yet deliberated the burglars advanced toward the door.

She ran down the stairs, and threw Herself between them and their means ofescape

For a moment they were paralysed by the suddenness and unexpected nature of the attack, but only for a single moment.

man's mad!' Why, but for her

the men w«.u!d have got clear oft with all tbe plate!' 'But for her, my Lady, those men would never have laid a finger on the plate!' •What does the man mean? Why can't you tell your silly story straight through?' •One of the burglars, my Lady, on being questioned, states that on§ Eleanor Jerrold, living with your Ladyship as a companion, is his iister!'

Is that tbe case?' asked Lady Joyce, turning upon Eleanor. 'It is?' •Well?' 'He says, my Lady, that she told him of tbe valuable plate always kept in the house, and opened the door to admit him and his companion to effect tbe robbery.'

What made you wish to stay down stairs last night after every one had gone to bed?' Lady Joyce asked Eleanor. •Ob, my Lady!' sobbed tbe accused, though things*may appear suspicious, d« not believe I have been implicated in this heartless robbery! 1 am innocent! 1 declare, before Heaven, I am entirely innocent of this crime!' •Can YOU prove your innocence?' •Alab! I lear not!'

Lady Joyce shook her head sorrowfully. •Surelv, my Lady, you do not believe me capabN- of this conduct! You, at least believe me to be innocent!' •I do belleve Jyou innocent!'

Eleanor fell on her knees before her kind patroness, and covered her hand with kWs.

Thank yon—thank you again and •in for these words! If, one day you will listen to my storv, yon will learn that all throughout my life I have been more sinned against than sinning.' •What Is it you wish to do with this young ladj?' as«ed Lady Joyce of the policeman. •Well, my Lady, she must go before the magistrate with the other two to be examined.' 'So belt, then.'

The circumstantial evidence against Eleanor was strong, snd she, together with Slider and bis companion, was fully committed tor trial.

Lady Joyce was present at the examination, ana offered 1 ail for Eleanor, but it wii refused, and she, poor, delicately nurtured thing that she was, was removed in the prisoners' van to Newgate, with culprits and felons of the lowest order, there to await her trial for participation in the attempted burglary of the premises in Park Lane, occupied by Lady Joyce. ...»

CHAPTER XST. THX TBIAU

We moat pin over tbe long, dreary weeks which Eleanor w—i A in mixed with tbe mort debauched wicked of her sex* Tbe daya dratted slowly onward toward that appointed for the trial, when ahe, Eleanor Jerrold, who but a lew months before had been the proud happy wife of a gentleman, and the owner of a comfortable bom«, should stand in the felon's dock, friendless and torlom, to answer tbe charge of being a burglar's accomplice.

Ladv Joyce had sent her a message that *&e believed In her innocence, Tn proof of which die had-given her own lawyer instructions to prepare her case, and to see that full justice was done her on the day of her trial, but Eleanor ob­

stinately reflated to consult with the solicitor. She contented herself with protesting her lnnooence of tbo crime laid to her harge, but at the same time professed to believe that escape for her was impossible for, owing to Slider's false aocusa tlon, tbe crime seemed fairly fixed upon her.

But when be rose to his feet his whole manner changed, as be plunged into

flain,

forcible speech, showing matters a very different light to that in which they had been hitherto viewed.

He told the truthful story of Eleanor'a gallant endeavor to arrest tbe burglars he declared that no reliance was to be placed upon the word of the convict Slider, and picked to pieces the whole of tbe evidence given by the witnesses. •Now,' said he, 'in conclusion, I have only one witness to call for tbe defense but his statement will, I feel sure, be so satisfactory that the prisoner will leave tbe dock triumphant, not only without a stain upon her character, but with tbe one blot which now darkens her life completely removed.'

Eleanor listened and wondered. •Call Jabez Rourke,' said the barrister.

There was a movement in the crowd as a pale,crippled figure was helped into the witness hox.

Slider tuined pale, and fldgetted uneasily, for he knew that his hour of triumph was at an end, and that bis fiendish machinations would be exposed,and be himself held up as an object of universal disgust.

It would be todions to give the whole of Jabez Rourke's story, as elicited from him by examination, but tbe substance of his evidence waa as follows:

He commenced by narrating facta already well known to the reader,respecting fits engagement to Phoebe, and tbe arrival in tbe village of Percy Harkwlcke. of whose attentions to his sweetheart be became jealous.

He told how It wss the talk of the village that Mrs. Jerrold was in tbe habit ot meeting some man at night, in the fields near her husband's house and be told of tbe sudden disappearance of Percy Hard wieke, and the subsequent discovery of his body, bearing marks proclaiming that he had met his death by violence.

Then, amid the breathless sllenoe of the court, he told how Capt. Jerrold had accused his wife of crime, and bad turned her forth from his bouse, and how now that wife, Eleanor Jerrold, stood before them the prisoner at the bar.

So far his story had been bht a recapitulation of feeta already stated. The sudience wondered to what It wss to lesd, for as yet, tbe only facts elicited connected with the prisoner were rather adverse to her cause. •Did Mrs. Jerrold know anything respecting tbe murder of Percy Hsrdwicker isked the barrister. •Nothing.' onknow who waa the murder•Doyou erf* •I do.' *£*i v' •WbowaaltT 'Myself!*

An exclamation of aorprise and horror broke from all within the court, but Jabes Roorke continued: •I was maddened with jealousy I hardly know what I did. fbcebe good a girl as ever lived, hull: was bard tome to see another man making

tome to see another ana

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EV ENI2SI MAIL.

Tbe day of the trial arrived at laat,and it was with a sense of relief that Eleanor left the prison's gloomy walls.

Afters short delay, ahe was oondaoted into a large, close room, filled with people.

Sbsme msde her bend her eyes upon the ground, and it was only a faint glim pee ahe obtained of tbe sea of white nices turned toward her, as she entered of tbe Judge In his robes .of office, of the barristers, buzzing hither and thither in their wigs and gowns, making a vast deal of bother about some very small mstter.

Then she became aware that ahe waa confined in a small pen, with a fierce individual in a blue uniform keeping watch over her, and then, last of all, she became aware that standing close by her side was Slider.

There was a buzs throughout tbe court for some minutes, after which tbe crier made a great noise in proclaiming silence, and tbe proceedings common ced.

Then tbe indictment was read, and the prisoners were called upon to plead guilty or not guilty. •Guilty!' said Slider, boldly. •Not guilty!' pleaded Eleanor, in firm though low tones, and the trial pro-

But where was Slider's companion? Eleanor looked around, but he was not to be seen.

Had he died of the wound he had received? She longed to ask this question, but she could not summon up sufficient courage to do so.

First Slider's deposition taken at his preliminary examination was read, in which he stated that Eleanor bad assisted in planning the robbery, and had also given them admittance to the house.

Then Lady Joyce was called as a wit ness. She deposed to having returned with Eleanor late at night from a party. She had at once retired to rest, she said, but Eleanor had remained in the drawing room, giving some trivial reason tor so doing.

The butler was tbe next witness examined. He related how he had been awakened by a noise in the house, and had immediately arroused a fellow servant, and they two, proceeding to the hall, fonnd the two burglars and Eleanor together. He heard a cry for help as he entered the hall. He could not say whether the two prisoners were struggling together or not.

His fellow servant confirmed this statement in every respect. Alter that another witness was called.

He was a servant of Lady Joyce's. He recollected a conversation respecting the plate and its being kept in tbe house taking place between his mistress and tbe prisoner one day at dinner.

These were the chief witnesses for tbe prosecution. Many others were examined, but only on comparitively trivial matters, into which it is needless to enter here.

When the case for tbe proseoution was ended, Slider glanced at Eleanor with a malignant smile upon his face. Certainly, so far tbe case had gone vory much against her. The evidence was purely circumstantial but still the links appeared to be complete,and but a sorry chance was lc9t to Eleanor to prove her innocence.

Lady Joyce had engaged one of the first barristers of tbe day to' defend Eleanor, but it seemed as if he had but little hope. He bad asked few questions ot the witnesses, and by his demeanor had led most to imagine that tbe case he had in hand was a hopeless one.

When I'd

love So her before say eyes. done the murder, and the first hue and cry waa over, I came up to Ixmdon, hut my oonsdence wouldn't give ms any peine. 1 took to drink, tmt it was no use—I cooldnt forget it. Tben I went from bad to worse, and Ml In with him,' and he pointed to Slider, who, pale sad cowering, shrank before his gam. •Did the man Slider ever mention

Eleanor Jerrold to yen?' •Often. He boasted of being able to obtain what money he required from her. He told mo he was ^er brother, but that Capt. Jerrold did not know of the existence of such relatlonahlp between them, but was awfully jealoas of him, supposing him to be bis wife's lover.' 'What did be say when he heard Capt. Jerrold had discarded hla wife?'

He laughed, and declared was the best jokehe had heard for along time. Janes Rourke then related how he had been tempted by Slider to loin In the burglary at Lady Joyoe'a, and firmed Eleanors statement thstthey had forced an entranoe for themselves.

This turned tbe tide of popular feeling in Eleanor's favor but when the witness oontinued, and related tbe sub stanoe of the conversation which he had overheard between Slider snd Elesnor in which the form* threatened to impll oate his sister unless she aided bis escape, as he lay wounded on the floor of tbe ball, it settled all doubt, and there was not a person present who did not firmly believe now in Eleanor's innocence. •My Lord,' said Rourke as he finished giving his evidence. 'I surrender myself as the murderer of Percy Hardwicko. It has eased me a good hit mak ing a clean breast of it, andi clearing Mrs. Jerrold of all which she has been aocused. It's a doubt if I live to oome to trial, but if I do, I'll face it.'

He was removed in custody, but his foreboding was a true one. He never came to trial, for two days after giving bis evidence in the witness box, be died in tbe prison infirmary, of fever, caused by tbe wound he had received, partly but principally by tbe great excitement to which he had been subjected when in so weak a state.

Slider had pleaded guilty, but it did not avail bim in procuring any mitigation of his punishment, for he was son tenced to penal servitude for life.

In Eleanor's case tbe Jndgo summed up very shortly, and the jury without leaving the box, returned a verdict of 'Not guilty.'

No sooner hatl the words left the mouth of tbe foreman than a wild cheer, contrary to the rule, ran through tbe court, and, in spite of the stentorian cries made for silence, it was some moments before quiet was sufficiently restored to enable tbe Judge to pronounce the few short sentences whicn allowed Eleanor to leave the court—free—and with tbe stain entirely removed from her character.

No words can describe the emotions with which she bad listened to the whole of Jabez Rourke's evidence.

It was the opportunity for which she bad hoped ana prayea, and hr-r one thought throughout had been, 'Will my husband ever near of this?* 'Oh, kind Heaven! grant that be may know one day how much be wronged me in bis suspicions,' she prayed within herself, as the cries of the crowd told her she was free.

Stainless she left the court, which, a few short hours before, she had entered as a prisoner, only to quit, she had ex pec ted, as a convict.

Lady Joyce had been waiting lor her to take her back in triumph to her house In Pafk|Lane there to receive her, not a? an upper servant, but as an equal—as an honored guest, until such time as Capt. Jerrold should return from sea, ana bear how cruelly be bad wronged his wife in suspecting her but Eleanor, dreading the crowd which bad collected round tbe principal entrance, implored to be let out in a privato way.

The crowd, waiting to obeer her on her acquittal, dropped off one by one, finding she aid not make her appearance, but Lady Joyce still remained. •Where is Mrs. Jerrold?' she asked. 'Has she not yet left tbe court?' •Ob, yes, my. Lady! she left halt an hour ago.' •Gone! Where?—where?' •I've no idea, my Lady.'

Lady Joyce got into her brougham, and rode home in an uneasy ana unhappy state of mind. She had fully reckoned on having Eleanoi's face opposite her at tbe dinner tahle that day, but she was disappointed, and, inconsequence, inclined to be cross to her servauto. •Where can she have gone?' she asked herself. 'Where can she have gone?'

CHAPTER XXI. CONCLUSION.

One fine summer morning,

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two days

after the trial related in the "preceding chapter, the ship 'Good E ideavor/ Capt. Jerrold, dropped anchor at Spithead.

Sbe had sailel some time previously for tbe west coast of Africa, but had encountered severe weather in tbe Bay of Biscay, during which sbe had sprung a leak, and lost several of her spars it therefore became necessary for her to put back to port for repairs, and to supply the requisite deficiencies.

This delay, as may easily be imagined, was very distasteful to Capt.. Jeirold, for be had hoped not to set foot in England for manv years.

The sight of the shores of hU native land did not present tbe attraction to him that it did to many of his officers, who had left behind them happy homes which they longed to revisit.

At one time be would have been among tbe first to weloome tbe white cliffd, out now he bad no ties*to bind him to England, and nothing but painful recollections connected with tbe coun?"be wife he bad loved so dearly he believed to be unfaithful to him—nay, more, he bad suspected her of a hideous crime.

Where wss she now? He could not refrain from asking himself the question, though be believed her in every way unworthy of the thought of an honest man.

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Where was she now? Lady Joyce was asking the same question.

Business took Capt. Jerrold on shore, and routine prevented its speedy arrangement so, after his visit to the dockyard, tbe Captain of the 'Good Endeavor* went to tbe 'Fountain Hotel,' and ordered dinner.

The waiter handed him tbe newspspei to while away the time till his dinner ready, ana Captain Jerrold settled himself diligently to peruse It.

One ot the fitst things which caught his eye was his own name. a violent exclamation he Muted from his seal, for as yet he only saw, as be thought, that his wife had been atil! fartber diagractag berselt He flung the paper angrily from him, and sat for some time indulging in moody reflection.

Then, sftera while, be resolved to peruse the whole aAdr. in modi the same spirit as a child makes up its mind to to swallow a nauseous dose of physic.

Piece by pleee be reed the evidence, which appeared to carry with it the overpowering weight of his wife's guilt but what can describe his astonishment wben be read the evidence of Jabes Rourke. He could not believe hie eyes.

He paused several times, ss if doubting his own powers of comprehension, then set himself to work to read tbe words a second time, but be did not wait

ed into tbo street heedless of the dinner he hsdordered, and which was Just making its appearance.

Rapidly be ran through the atreete to the private residence or tbe owner of the "Good Endeavor," and knocked at tbe door. •Mr. Bolt,' said he, *1 must leave for London Immediately.' •Capt. Jerrold, said tbe owner, In tbe highest tones of polite surprise. •It is absolutely neoessary.' •It ia very unuaual •If I cannot go, as Captain of the •Good Endeavor,' 1 resign my com mand.' •If it Is a matter of such Importance •It ia a matter of life and death.' •Well, then, ao be it. Return as soon lible.

nt Capt. Jerrold was down stairs, and out into tne street on his way to the rail way station before the last words were spoken.

Luckily for him a train was on the

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int of stsrting, for bad be bad to wait would have worked himself into a fever as it was, he chafed and fretted at tbe ordinary stoppages of the train till his fellow passengers thought they must be in tbe carriage with a lunatic.

But where was he to go on his arrival in London. Tbe newspaper furnished him with the address of Lady Joyce, and.from the kiudly feeling she bad displayed throughout, he did not doubt but that sbe would be acquainted with bis wife's address. 'After tbe arrival of tbe train in Lon don, a cab speedily conveyed Capt. Jerrold to Park Lane. Lady Joyce was at bome, and he followed the servant up stairs. •Pardon me,' said Caj»t. Jerrold, •but will you oblige me with my wife's address?' •May I ask you, sir, who your wife is, and w" dress? •Excuse me,' said he, bowing, *bnt I am almost out of my mind with joy. My name is Jerrold.' •Capt. Jerrold, of the 'Good Endeav or?' •Precisely.' •Tben you have seeu tbe account in the papers, and I can excuse everything. Have you come to implore tbe pardon of ber you have so cruelly wronged?' •Lady Joyce, what other object could I bave in view? For Heaven's sake, tell me where she is, and let me go to her at once.' 'Capt. Jerrold, I would give a year of my life to know where she is.' 'You do not knoWjJ^he cried thunder struck. 'I have no idea.'

what I have to do with her ad-

Capt. Jerrold sank into a chair, and, covering his face with bis hands, moaned aloud. 'I'll find her,' he cried, starting to his faet with sudden energy—'I'll find her ff I speud my life in the search. Heaven will not take her from me till I have had an opportunity of telling her of my penitence, and Imploring ner forgiveness. Tell me all about her. Where did you first meet her? Where did you see her last? What dieection did sbe take in leaving the court?'

These questions he poured forth with wonderful volubility and it was not till he had rested a little, and recovered front his excitement, that he was able to attend to the little Lady Joyce had to tell him, which might Form a clue to his wife's whereabouts.

In a small room, in a house in Little Fittup street, lay, stretched on a bed of sickuess, a woman whose sands of life were nearly run out.

In youth and health sbe must have been lovely and even now illness lenta ghastly beauty to her lustrous eyes and pallid cheeks.

By her side sat a policeman's wife who bad once before tended tbe same patient, for the sick woman was no other than Eleanor Jerrold.

On leaving the oourt, she had not known which way to turn. Sbe felt stunned and bewildered and as she stood upon tbe pavoment again at liber ty, with tbe ousy throng of London life buzzing around ber,a feeling of dizziness came over her,and sbe would have fallen but for tbe timely support of a post.

Where should sbe go? Sbe felt sure tbat Lady Joyce would 1e glad to welcome her, but still she shrank from at once intruding upon her.

Then sbe remembered her old friend the policeman and bis kind little wife, and to Little Fittup street she went, determined to call the following day on her wealthy benefactor.

But tbe following day she was not ca-

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ible of regulating her own movements. health, which throughout her trials bad born up wonderfully in tbe moment of her triumph gave way.

The excitement—the misery sbe had experienced—both told on ber enfeebled frame and sbe was the day after tbe trial prostrated by an attack of fever.

Tbe day tbat Capt. Jerrold returned to London to search for his wife she wss somewhat better, calm and collected but for all that tbe doctor had sbsken his head ominously, and Eleanor herself bad expressed her conviction that sbe could not recover.

It was ii fine summer afternoon, and the sun's rays came starting over the chimney pots, and in at tbe open win« dow or the room where Eleanor lay. The policeman's wife sat by ber side, but uo word bad been spoken by either of them for some time.

Suddenly there came a sharp, decisive knock at the street door, and tbe nurse left her patient.

After some little time sbe returned. Her face betrayed tbat she was suffering from great excitement as she said: •Here's a gentleman tbat wishes to speak to you/ •It is my husband,' said Eleanor and a faint smile of happiness crossed her face. 'I knew I should not die till I bad seen bim.' 'Elesnor—my own wife!' cried Capt. Jerrold, as he entered the room, but tbe thin, pale lace of her he sought, looking earnestly and lovingly upon him, made him start in horror—for ft was a flue upon which death appeared already to have set its stamp.

Silently he advanced toward her, and knelt at ber bedside. She did not speak, but stretched out her hand toward him.

Eagerly he pressed it and covered it wlthkisses. 'Eleanor, Mime you have torgiven me—tell me that you do not hate me for my wicked cruelty!'

She strove to speak, but the tender smile which played about her face told him better tnan any words that be was pardoned. 'I can die happily now,' she said— •now that I have seen yon once again, sad know that yon no longer think me guilty.' •Not die, my darting but live, for me to show youJur a life of love, bow truly I repent of AI did.' •How you suspect mef sbe adted, snflKee were the only words ring of z&roach which she uttersavoi ed.

Then Capt. Jerrold spoke long and rapidly. He told of tbe grief and sor-

to complete his task. Ere be had finish-1 row be felt In £avta* ed he crumpled up the paper, thrust it done, and then his tone brightened as he

spoke of a happy future with her he loved so well. Sbe smiled, and shook her head. •There ia nothing for me in this world,' sbe said. 'Come near me, deaiest let me kiss you onoe before I die.'

He bent oyer her—her arm for a moment encircled his neck her lips met his for tbe last time.

Tben, without moan or sigh, sbe fell back beavilv on the pillow. She was dead!

THB JCND.

All tbe world over, baby governs. Yet often disease will overcome the baby and then it is thst Dr. Bull's Baby Syrits worth by conquering the rice 25 cents per bottle.

GBEKNCARTLE, Ind., April 14.1862. MR. CONRAD COOK: This is to certify that I bave been afflicted with nervous headache and neuralgia for several years have suffered very much at certain times bave bad physicians attending to me, besides using almost any amount of patent medicines, but all to no effect, until I tried your Roback'a Blood Purifier and Blood Pills, whioh gave me immediate relief, and after using six bottles left me qnite well. I bave gained considerable flesh and am now Fn the enjoyment of ibe best of health. MARTHA W. GOOD

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For sale by J. J. Baur. Wayne's Diuretic and Alterative Mlixer of Buchu, Juniper, and Acetate Potash.—

ASK YOXJRSRLF THESE QUESTIONS. Are you a despondent sufferer from Sick Headache, Habitual Costiveness, Palpitation of tbe heart Have you Dizziness of the head Is your Nervous System depressed? Does your Blood circulate badly? Have you a Cough? Low Spirits Coming up of the food after eating? tfce., fcc. All of these and much more are tbe direct results of Dyspepsia, Liver Complaint and Indigestion. GRKKN'S AUGUST FLOWER is now acknowledged by all druggists to be a positive cure. 2,400,000 bottles were given away in the U. S. through Druggists to the people as a trial. Two doses will satisfy any person of its wonderful quality in curing all forms of Indigestion. Sample bottles 10 cts. Regular size 75 cts. Sold positive by all firatclass Druggists in U. S.

For sale by Gnlick it Berry and by Groves & Lowry.

TWELFTH ANNUAL

FAIR

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INDUSTRIAL EXPOSITION

-OF THE-

Yigo Agricultural Soc'ty

Sept. 11* 12,13,141, and 15.

rnHK Exhibition, in all lis departments, wiM be the largest and tost ever given by the Society. The list of Premiums is the largest and most liberal.

TO HI: PAID

$1,000

Anew half mile Hack Justcomplf led tbe best in tbe Htnte.

Grand Balloon Ascension

By MRS. L. LIGHT, of Paris, Ills,

On

Friday, Sept.

BALL

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Anew and valuable preparation for tbe relief and cure of Gravel, Rheumatic and Gouty Affections, diseases of the

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Kidneys and Urinary organs, pain In the Back, Eruptive Dii-fOfes -1Forsale by J. J. Baur.

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FOB PEKD

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K^Rallroads will carry articles for exhibition and pwtsengtrs at half rates, H. ROBINSON, Pre«!

JOM. GILBERT, b€«.

lr. R, JEFFERH,Uenl8upt. V, U. DIUKHOUT, Ass'ttiup't. Mri

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STILL IN MOTION.

BALL

Isselllng the best COOK STOVES in tbe Market. ALL sells tbe FAVORITE Cook tttsve for wood and coal. ALL sells the PRAIRIE CITT Cook

Stove.

ALL sells the BELLE Cook Stove.

ALL has the largest stock of Stoves in the clt.

BA

LL rails Stoves cheaper tlmn any house In the city.

BALLsatisfaction.

wsrran ts every Stove he sells to give

*cJl» the cheapest end best Toilet Ware.

BALLthe

has the largest stock of Tinware in city.

BALL

keeps general variety of Hotue Furnishing Goods.

BALL

keeps everything usually kept in a first-class bouse of this kind.

T)ALL Is prepared to do Jobbing, Guttering Jj and Spouting on gsod terms. Jg ALL Is a practical workman.

BALLfacturing

personally superintends the ManuDepartment.

BALLhouse.

warrants ali work done at this

BALLCopper

pays tne highest cash prlcsforold and .trass.

BALLand

pays the highest price for old Cast Wrought Iron.

BALLMain,

is near corner of Third St., No. 303 TERKE HAUTE.

"O ALL can be found at Sign •fTke Tim Ball,

BALI,business,

is thankful for pa«t favors, and hopes by strict personal attention the

ZB-A-IJXJ WILL KEEP ROLLING.

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