Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 29, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 13 January 1883 — Page 6

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Who tears the buttons off his ghlrt, And say« I could thOHe ills avert If I a re a

My haskand.

Who bad rae arise the fire to mate, Wiiile another nap should ta 1 ?, Although I'd been all night a trace?

My husband.

Wiio when I ask for a crown, Knit* up his brow into a frown And asks rae "Where the other gone?"

My husband.

And when I see my mother dear, Who tries my lonely lot to cheer— Who says she's dreadful, dreadful queer?

My husband.

Who stays away until late at night, And then comes home so very tight .That nearly I expire with fright

My husband.

Who breaks the china, slant* the door," Leaves all his clothes upon the floor, And swears It's ail a dreadful bore

My husband.

And who do I. for his dear sake. Of overy sacrifice partake -Lest I his confidence should shake?

My husband.

Mad Blundon

ort,

THE NIGHT OF YEARS.

J{V DAYTON MULOROVE.

CHAPTER I.

THIS MINER'S CAIIIN*.

A miners cabin standing against a rocky hiils:de. Tert rods to the left, the blue waters of i3Lake Superior, spreading eastwarb beyond the extent of mortal vision.

To the northward a dead, barren expanse, dotted here uud there with stunted trees and bushes.

To the westward more than a mile away, a small miner's village, consisting mostly of little cabins, backed by the towering walls of a largo building,where the smelting works of a corporation are in operation.

Not a prepossessing scene. Not one to captive the eye of one used to oking upon cultivated lands, where thfi fertile soil brings forth fruit to repay the toil of the husbandman Yet even her, under the surface lie vast stores of wealth which man has been turning to .good account for years.

It was evening,the evening of the 10th of May. Dark clouds swept athwart the sky, ami though late in the springtime the wind blew chill and piercing across the desolate, treeless waste.

The ground was white with snow that the gray clouds had been spitting throughout the dull afternoon.

Though so gloomy outside, a cheerful blaze burned on the miner's hearth, the light from within sbinglng out through the front window upon the bloak, forbidding aspect outside.

Four persons occupied the front room or the miner's cabin on this wintry May evening a tall, thin, faded woman and tliroo men.

Tho latter sat at a pine table discussing a bottle of wine over the game of olu sledge that occupied their attention. l)utV Brady was a regular featured man of tivo-and-forty, with well knit fraina, possessing a rather handsome face, rondo rod forbidding, however, bv the harsh, evil look in the deep set black eye*.

Tho man next to him was young, with a pale, intellegent face, neatly though not richly drossed, with the air and bearing ot a gentleman. Blue eyes and fair complexion gave him a somewhat effeminate look, yet Robert Rader ~as ©very inch a man, nevertheless.

The third mnn was nn ordinary ^ko had dropped in to pass the evenirg in asocial gaino of cards.

A cheerful tiro burned in the littlebox •tove, near which tho tall, gaunt man *at, with clasped hands, his small black eyes watching the players listlessly. "High, low, game!" exclaimed Duff Brady, bringing his fiat down with a resounding thwack on the little table. "1 have tho jack," said the miner opposite. "The game's yours, Mr. Brady," said young Rader, pushing back from the table. "What,not through yet, Rob?" "Yes, lor to-night. You forgot the 41 ve miles to make l»eforc bed time,"said Rader rising to his feet. •lust then a look of surprise and interest flashed into his oves.

Robert Under was gazing straight across the table, bevond tho gaunt tigur« of Nell Brady, to the doorway opening into a blank's pace.

The m' nor boss noticed the look on the jroung man's face, and seemed suddenly to divine the cause.

Ho turned about quickly. In the doorway stood a tall, willowy form, the form of a young girl, her

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

MY HUSBAND.

Who took me from my childhood's home, And said he'd love me all alone, And for

sacrifice atone?

., My husband.

Who grnmbles at the poor beefsteak And bade me better coffee make, And told megreater care to take?

My husband.

Wjiotswore because the baby cried, And to the spare room quiekly hideWhile I to quiet vainly tried?

My husband.

acwful tigure draped in a black fobe of linest texture. A diamond pin glowed on the heaving bosom.

Rich masses of dark-brown hair fell to her wnist. The sudden appearance of tho girl was not the whole cause of the interest and wonder unspeakable that glowed In the blue eves of Robert Rader.

An angel face, a fragile form held attractions fort he youth, but there was a look of inteiu*, hopeless yearning ia the brown eves, added ton shrinking dread, that stuck t» the young man's hear like a knife.

The maiden advanced a step into tho room, her ^mall while hiui^J^ld^lorwan) as

What did, HouNm? NeVtftr until this mnntent liad Robert Rader i^wd thftJGsCC that^thc miner's cabiu Tield other open prints than Duff Brady ajad Jiis gaunt, lU-favored sister Sell,

The miner sprang to h1« leet with an oath, a threatening look to his black

«ves. '"Bat'k to ytnir room, girl," he hissed sharply, seising a heavy black whip that hung ottthe wall, and advanced upon the girl. "Mercy!" grasped the trembling girl, as the brute advanced upon her.

Duff Brady raised his whip. There was a sharp, hissing sound as

'Mrff

8*Whfn

Brady turned with a muttered impure cation. "Have a care, young man," be growi-

eves,

"Trouble?" "Ay, trouble, if you meddle with business not your own." ,„ "Who is that girl?" "To satisfy your curiosity I will tell you," returned Brady, "though I don't consider it any business of yours. The girl you saw just now is Vivia, niy youngest sister." ",i** "Youngest sister?"

'Ay, my sister. Why not?" ,,, "So young, so beautiful," murmured the voang man. "All that, truly, yet so unfortunate," sneered Brady. "Unfortunate, indeed," echoed Rader, "Duff Brady, you are a eowardly brute to strike a weak, defenseless girl. I shall look into this, and "Stay, Rob," cried the miner,,in a softer tone. "Don't be too hasty

0...

"Will you relate the story. "Not now suffice it to say that Vivia has been out of her head for years, a love affair, you knoy. I am compelled to keep her confined to her room most of the time. Very sorry this thin^ happened, very sorry. "You- will oblige me by not mentioning this little scene tonight to any one outside." "Will you allow me to speak with the poor girl?" "Certainly not." "There's no harm "More harm than good. It would only render her wild and unmanageable

Robert Rader began pacing the room. He was debating w4thin himself as to his duty in the premises.

This was the first time he had ever heard of Duff Brady's crazv sister. The later's brutal assault on the poor girl was indefensible, bst he fancied it would not be advisable to attempt seeing the girl or examining further into her hitsory that night.

A short time later, Robert Rader and' the miner who had accompanied him to Brady's left the house together. "There's the deuce and all to pay now, Nell," grumbled Brady, after the departure of the two men. "Indeed, this has been an unfortunate night with us, Duff," returned tbesister. "I can't understand how the girl opened that door." "You forgot to lock it, Nell," said Brady. "Don't let such a thing happen again, or our plans are as good as spoiled. That young Rader'll nosje around now, and make us no end of trouble, I fear." "Yes, he'll tell the story outside." "We must be ready with a plausible yarn If trouble comes."

'Certainlv." A gust of wind rattled the windows. The two schemers drew close to the fire. "Ugh!" muttered Nell, I wonder if we're never to see any warm weather again?" "Hark!"

The two listened intently. The sound of steps were heard on the loose stones without. A horseman had drawn up to the door.

Brady sprang to his feet just as a loud rap came on the outer door. "Who's there?" demanded the miner, who. from long distrust of honest people^ had become over-cautious. "A traveler." "What do you want?" "Loging for the night."

Brady opened the door slowly. A gust of wind entered, causing th* ligbton the little table to flare wildly.

A tall, muffled form stood on the step, holding a horse by the bridle. "I have traveled far to-day," said a voice from the muffled figure. "My nuu nut »j worn out. fl you could find a place for me and tho animal "Come in," said Brad interru

horse is fatigue, and I am very nearly If you could

fire warming

l«!

the lash cut the air, followed by a half- At thesame time he exhibited a wicked Radar Stance Wmjor «n time. Jo

benached the aideot ttobrutal SlaTwecan tad plai to secret, the miner bJStt?door bad ewungtowith body Wben tbe son m^ to-morrow a clang. The bright vision had vanished^ we will be rich, Nell, rich "Duff Brady, what does this mean?" cried Rader, sharply, seizing the miner by the arm.

in subjection. It's the only thing «i»ra

that will work. I've tried coaxing and

^t'b'»aidgbh8"""r -0k

"have a care or you may get into iy up ine Btaira. ... -.rtrouble."

int°

liuial

,.w,l

ipting t. I'll

lyv

the man. "Take a seat by the fire, 'put up your horse." The man advanced into the room, depositing a sm.il leather valise on tbe "T^"dn0

His keen brown eyes peered sharply into the miner's face for a moment, then bowed his head, covering his face with his hands, an audible groan escaping his lips. "What's tho trouble, my friend?" questioned Brady, surprised at the

looking up once more. My name is ,,T

a day or two, if not too much troul "We'll ts

The miner's cabin was a story and a half in height, Bradv showed Brown «p a pair of rickety stairs to a low place above.

In this storv were two rooms opening from the UndiiizRtthe head of the stairs Brndv entered the right-hand room, deputed tho leather valise^ placed a candle in the hands of Mr. Brown and retired, dosing thf door afte*him.

In the room below tnff Brady held a .whispered consulation with his sister Nail, as "A speculator," he said, in a low undertone. "That bag of his Is just bursting with bank-notes and shiners."

Dotrt Ye too sure. Duff."

uWell,

I sure enough to run the

risk." "But how"11 you explain in the morn-

in*^There

need be no explanation," he

growled, a wicked light glowing in the man's black eyea.

i*'

"Whatof Vivia?" "Ay, I foigot the girl. Let her rest tonight. I can't think of toe much at one time."

CHAPTER II.

ON THE BRINK OF THE GRAVE After the departure of her broiher on

lack

pelled to use me lasn iu *w«p the steps. XV!

Overhead, the coiling was ragged and seemed, of a dingy gray color. It was evidently, at a glance, that this room was an indentation in the hillside, fashioned by the hand of nature.

The apartment was plainly furnished, after the manner of a bedchamber. On one side, reclining on a low couch, was the objection of the woman's search the girl whose sudden entrance into the cabin had so startled and interested Robert Rader.

Nell flashed the light over tbe dark, recumbent form as she lay with her face buried in her hands. "Vivia."

The slight form did not move. The woman advanced and touched the maiden's arm, repeating her name in a louder tone.

This had the desired' effect. The girl drew her hands aside, presenting a pale, woe-begonecountenance, wet with recent tears. "What is the trouble now, vivia? Why are you whimpering like a whipped child?" said Miss Brady, sev6rcly»

The brown eyes glared at her fiercely for a moment. Then a sudden change flashed forth from their liquid depths-

The

old, pleading,, hopeless look was there once more. "Nell Brady, Why are you here?" demanded Vivia, in allow trembling v.oice"To torture me with your words of gall, suppose. Why, since you hold me here a prisoner Irons, the world, will you not murder me at once "This is childish,Vivia,"said the woman, severely. "You know how gladly we would set you free if you would but consent to our wishes." "Your wishes I" cried Yivia, sharply.

I will die here first. Kill me now, at once don't torture me so cruelly." "It's not my desire, nor Duff's, to injure a hair ot your head, Vivia. Only be reasonable, and you shall be freeatonce. My brother loves you, and "Loves me I"

A bitter laugh fell from the girl's lips. "Is it the pait of love to confine me in this vile prison Is it love for me that nerves your brother's arm to torture me so fiendishly as he has done of late Ob, God what have done that I should live to suffer as I have for months and years and the thinf white bands were pressed once moreover the shrinking, woe-stricken face.

Nell Brady bit her lip angrily. "Perhaps you had better sleep upon it, Vivia," she said, slowly. "My brotli9r is a very patient man, but you may try him too far. You have been very ungrateful for the kindness he and I have bestowed upon you You were home-

°Brady led the man's horse to tbe sharply. "Do not sharpen «iny^Yn stable that stood a few rods westward rows for my breast. Leave me to die in from the house, near the base of tbe pegg.

When he returned the stranger sat by and sat down on a chair,Jjj the

woman."

his hands, having re- swaying, willowy form opposite with

moved his hat and overcoat. keen basilisk eyes. Duff Brady eyed the man sharply. He was tall and rather slender, with a

eeu utwms*

thin

rSiSS J&r&EfSS r£~timro£n such'achit'as ,vy

beneath naavy blows. His abundant waBtnrt

the

H™? ^URDA^'I^W?

v^1 aU

TERRS HAUTE SATURDAY EV^l^G MAIL,

Two hours went by. sewr"' c--~

"Have a care voung man." he growi- Then a dark form holding a small will pass to the eternal sleep without ed,»Tg.Jnnghi. bU^ud ^rkl.nt?nlnbiShW1d creptnoseless- beside

UD WHBVUUB. ., At the door of the chamber occupied the couch of the sleeping man. iL. eno/ittJainr fnmAH Stlfl

by Mr. Brown, the man paused. Deep, regular breathing mei his ear. Opening the door softly, tbo assassin crept silently into the room., ,v

cried tbegirl,

tbe room

vyvo.

Her

lips were compressed tightly,

mnrn

hair hea lowor portion of his 'ace. llant^tar upon the- bosom of the fragile

lJ,1l^m^At ?vered

y°Thendiamond

These two, brother and sister, were

cheming for a greater prize, one that

k-ould place them on the top of the lad-

derof

^etlhh.

actions of his guest. ..... After a time Nell Brady rose to her •'Nothiug particular, said the traveler, aQ(japproached

bie."

Ik that over in the morning,"

said Brady, bluntly. Nell Brady prepared supper for Mr. Brown, shortly after which the gentleman expressed a desire to retire.

Vivia once

am ffnjnir

Brown. I am up her tour, Would be glad the morning. I hope you will meet with a change of heart ere that."

now. mvsweel

The woman,thard and cruel as the

"Have you no word to send to Duff?" Viva sat motionless without replying,

Ml t_ «l.^ aMklAk flllA rtloMUl

Taking the lamp,which she had placed a a low stand on entering, Nell Brad, on

"SSErimn sufficient time tor tb. ffi-5 accomplishment of the deed overhead, and the woman was anxious to know how her brother had succeeded.

A cold chill crept through the veins of Nell Brady as she moved along the narrow hall leading to the front room.

Tbe silence of" the grave reigned throughout. With trembling fingers the woman opened and closed the door leading to the front room.

Tbe place was empty as she had left it. The fire was dying out in fitful flashes, as if making a desperate effort to bold fast to life.

The silence was awful. With a quick, nervous movement ]Seu walked to the door and opened it.

The silence was broken at last. Nell Brady stood spell-bound for the time at What met her overstrained hearing.

After the departure of her brother on la tan,ght fiend he his errand of blood, Nell Brady sat with bent' fftrward and pressed back folded hands before the fire ponder,ng

^f'krtbtals bad mOTe of DoflV she mii9edt^ughtfoU^ ''I ought never xhe dark form of ^mao bending over

^e »gom'.0^s^ed°rnSi«y for some wa^noW^ sound from above, but all was silent as

"pKly she rose to her feet and ?p tt the ^alked

and fortl1 wlth agtta

terrible

tered

mild means to no avail. There's a sad suspense. I will visit \ivia, Perhaps knife history connected with poor Vivia's she can drive this horrible feeling from the anaNin

aCha,r

me.' Seizing tbe light, Nell Brady went to the back door. Unlocking this, she entered a narrow hall, at the far end of which was another door, made of rough-lv-hewn oak planks. "Passing on, the woman soon caused this door oo yield to her strength, disclosing a large, irregular apartment beyond, the sides of which were relieved by mechanical work.

After crossing the threshold of the room above, the miner paused and held his breath.

Once more tbe heavy breathing of tbe man reassured him. "He sleeps tbe sleep of the just,"muttered Brady, with grim humor. "He

Tne speculator turned suddenly and groaned alond^ and instantly tbe treacherous Brady erouched low.

Again the sleeper breathed heavily. Once more Buff Brady stood up beside the bed, steeling his heart for tbe fatal blow.

In his right band he dutehed a kee»-

b!X£m.

Kri. Bradv went to shaped,

preS8ed

SftiS"fc3

to the elbow. The skin -was fair as'that

m)ln

nervous to-night, mut- ot a woman.. fair'white

the woman. "I can't stand this ^?withhel5 the fatal stroke of

b. was

outer edge.

AiJe

y«with

black, strained orbs of the assassin rested for a moment on the spot,and a sudden expression of wonder and doubt entered the eyes of Duffi lirady.

His gaze was riveted on the branded arm. Then his black eyes turned their gaze into the quiet, noble face on the pillow.

Brady's lips parted. He reeled back a step, a hoarse cry of surprise and alarm on his lips, and the next moment the assassin's knife dropped, with a loud clang to the floor.

The noise aroused the sleeper, and with a startled cry the the speculator sat bolt upright.

For an

instant

the two men glared

wildly into each other's eyes}. and then the recognition was mutual.

CHAPTER III.

A GRAVE IN THE WATBESi

"Kent Adams "Duff" Hardwick These exclamations were instaotaneourf.

For full a minute the two men' glared at each other without other words*,. The traveler seemed to recover himself first. ,.

Quick as a flash his hand sought his pillow, bringing forth a revolver, wbich was covering the miner ere he- had recovered from his alarm and astonishment. "Duff Hardwick, we meet again at last!' exclaimed the speculator thcoitgh his shut teeth. "At last!" echoed the miner. "What brought you to my root»?" demanded Adams sternly..

Just then his eye caught sight of the gleaming knife lying on the floor.. "There was murder in your heart. Great Heaven I hardly supposed that even

you

had sunk so low."

The black eyes of Duff dropped ander the stern gaze of his guest. "You are mistaken. I meant not "Don't perjure your guilty soul to me, Hardwick. lido not askitw 1 understand "frell enough how a desperate scoundrel, bankrupt in purse and.character could stoop to murder."

Duff Brady, stood with bowed heaa, evidently feeling the justice of the speculators words. rhaps the knowledge of his-being so •ly at the mercy of Kent Adams unnerved the cowardly villain. "Place that lantern on yonder stand,"

The minor obeyed. Adams slipped out of bed, secured the knife, and laid that, with the revolver, on the pillow.

Then, with a few hasty movements he donned his clothes, keeping a sharp eye out for danger meantime* "Take a chair."

Tne miner sank into a seat. As there was only one chair in the room Adams seated himself on the bed, keeping an eye upon his uncivil host ail the time. "Now then, Duff Hardwick, yeu will explain." "Explain "Ay, explain everything," returned Adams sharply. "There's nothing to explain," retorted the minorr sullenly. I have met with many reverses since-1'saw you last.. I meant to rob you to-night." "And murder me, too.." "No."

"We won'targue

rocolrn

hard, cruel glitter entering#he* Dlack jj0Qse?»

rfL^adtbTy

|om

time nnon such a

5ze

the point. Did you

pin gl«»med likea bril- noU^so^i^

5 liantster upon the-Bosom of the fragile toae.

r~-

nUMfnrthflw-wn Mr hard-faced woman opposite. ^Friends!" he uttered sharply, aa in-

wu.bv.uv. lontive me own womanly feeling in her heart.

returned the miner W .. of womanlv feeling in her heart ous Mr£nt that once stung i£, as a A shadow tiltted across tbe man's

when I flrst entered, the

scar on your arm( that first

2.r uSy. ""I'd ^"youf^rm^rarlf^me

YuTviued tone.

OU8

Vivia's diamond pin.had been long a Duff Hardwick, hew dare you tempting sight in her eyes, but pruden-

TH0,8C0

tial reasons had held the hand of avarice from clutching it from its resting ..What have I done to place. "Done!" echoed Kent Adams, spring-

an^

that

°*THE

gerpent that once stung me, as a

faceand ask such a quea-

hig feet ciutching

his revolver

the hammer. "I wonder

(jo nol shoot you where you sit.

Let my ruinad home and blasted life answer your question." The face of tbe man was livid with inward emotion.

He commenced pacing the floor with sharp, nervoos strides. The

miner

grave, towering over the crushed, "I am not to blame lo^M^na^n™ pplcss child like the shadow of relent- lov'ed^rf Wincomb, less fate. loved berbefore she became your wife.

trembled visibly,

"I am not to blame for what happened

She loved me too, but as you well know, at the mandate of a cruel father she wedded you. Your wealth outweighed the love of an honest heart. I am not to

life and chose" to flee from her home with her lover." A moan fell from tbe lips of Adams. "Too true he groaned. "But God knows I would never have married the girl had I known the truth. After she was my wife It was treacherous and cowardly in you to enter my house, professing friendship for me,and rob roe so cruelly ss yon dia« But I car© not for the perjured woman who brought disgrace upon the nam© she bore. I am willing to leave her punishment to a just God, bat the child, my precious child, lone. My years of wandering have bees in search of her. That was the heaviest blow of all, to Ioee my child. The sum of your villainy was consummated when you fobbed me of

i-y *J

my .little girl. For that have 1 registered an oath in Heaven to finish the vile ser*

Sesolate

ent who entered my home and left it when he departed." "For tbe loss of the little girl you must blame Ora. She would not leave without taking the child." "May God's curse follow that base woman to the grave!" cried Adams sternly, sinking back on the bed,overcome for the time by his emotions.

The keen, basilisk eyes of the miner fixed themselves on the bowed form of the man before him, agleam of intense hate glowing in their depths.

DuS Brady arose to his feet and moved softly toward tbe old man before him, a tigerish gleam in bis eyes.

Before he could carry owt his intentions, however, JKeut "Adams was on his feet with his revolver leveled. "Back, s*oundreH" hissed the speculator. "Anotherste£ and you die!"

The miner quailed before- tbe stern old man, and retreated to the ehair once more. "What would you d», old man "Send a bullet through your craven heart if you cross my path after to-night."-"But "Duff Harw:«k, I want no useless words with ycu," thundered tbe old spectator. "1 want only my child, my lost one. Where is she?" Tell me! You know, and if youi speak falsely you shall fell the hand of vengeanoe."

Again Duff cowered before the man he had wronged so cruelly in the past. "lone is dead." "Dead!"

Kent Adams staggered to'tho feed, weak and trembing. "Yes, dead, both she and her mother." "Don't lie to me, Duff Hardwiok," "It's God's truth, old mam What could I gain by speaking falsely?" "I do no^kuow, but 1 can't trust you. I do not believe you would' speak- the truth to save your soul from perdition," said the old man bitterly. "You are complimentary, truly," 5 "When did she die?" "Ioue?"

"Yes." "In less than a year afteryou andwa. parted company." "And Ora?" "Died a year ago." "You have since married "No.'' "Who was that woman saw with, you to-night "My sister Nell." "What of Mrs. Rader, Paula Rader?" "The pretty widow who was so deeply smitten with you "Nevermind alluding to that. Where is sh© "She lives a few miles from here. Do you purpose visiting her

It matters not to you. If I' believed vou spoke truly, if*I thought Jone was dead, I should trouble you no futher, but I am in doubt. I shall remain in this region for atime and learn the truth. You will oblige me by saddling Jtny horse at once, Duff Hardwick." so soon fashed from the spectator

"What! A keen look to the miner. "You understand my motives, Duff. Will you bring round my horse "Ccrtfliuly*''

The two men descended the stairs Nell Brady sat by the stove, apparently asleep in her chair.

The miner left the housq. Five minutes later he returned, a lookof concern testing on his face. "Have you brought tbe horse?" "The borsejis not there." "Not in the stable "No.

must have slipped his-halt

tor, and the wind having blown the door open he has gone." "Very well, I can walk to the village. It's net far?" "Only a mile*"

Kent Adams, valise in hand, moved toward the door. fc, The miner extonded his hand.

Refusing to notice this proffi»r of friendship, Adams opened the door and passed out into the bleak, wintryJiight. "Nell."

The woman was awake instantly, "Have you been asleep "No. I heard everything that passed overhead." "Then you understood our danger? "Yes." "Kent Adams must have reached Highrock." ''Eh?" "Kent Adams must never live to reach, the village. There's too much at stake," returned Duff, grimly.

The woman shuddered. MWhy did you ^not end the|suspense upstairs, why—" '•Because he held the winning card," returned the miner with a laugh. "Now I hold the trumps. "DuffBrady went up stairs, returning shortly, and hurried outside, following rapidly yet intently the path along tlie lake taken by the speculator. )Il-worn path leading )f

Thorfl TVAJK A WQ

When Duff Brady had given hisoame that night, a faint suspicion of the truth bad dawned upon the mind of the old man. The base attempt at murder had shown him the true character of the man once bis friend, now and for long.yeare his most hated enemy.

There was sufficient to occupy the old man's mind, so that he did not see tbe

man's mina, so wi»* uv uiu uuw ovw

Suddenly the dark ferm wa» almost at the lone traveler's side. Adams beard a sound then, aaoi tnrnec half around. a

An arm was raised, a dull, sickening thud, and Kent Adams sank without groan to the earth.

Duff Brady bent over his proetrat victim for a little time then raising tb body in bis arms he walked t«* the ledg fcnd dropped bis burden into, the depth below*

There was a faint splash the wate of the lake cloned over the form then al was still, the only sound being the wai of tbe wind and the beat of the wav* upon tbe shore. "Good-by, old fellow," muttered tb assassin. "The coast is now clear, am Duff Brady, alias

Harwick, will ye

shine among tbe best of them." Seizing the murdered man's valis Brady sped rapidly homeward.

CHAPTER IV.

ff,*f THE LEATHER YAL1SK. Nell Brady waited anxiously for tl return of her brother, who had got onoe again that night on an errand

Half an hour passed, and then a

New Life

is given by using BROWN'S IRON- BITTERS. In the Winter it strengthens and warms the system in the Spring it enriches the blood and conquers disease in the Summer it skives tone to the nerves and digestive organs in the I-all it enables the system to stand the shock of sudden changes.

In no way can disease be so surely prevented as by keeping the system in perfect condition. BROWN'S IROX BITTERS ensures perfect health through* the changing seasons, it disarms the danger from impure water and mr-ssmatic air, and it prevent-? Conouniption, Kidney and

Liver

ease, &<:.

H. S. Berlin, Em.,

"1AL THOMAS,

unsteady

steps Kent Adams moved along over therocky ground. The events of the night had been startling and unexpected, and the old speculator had much to occupy his mind.

sounded on the stones without. Nell rose to her fekt, trembling in spi of herself.

The door swung open, and Duff Brad crossed tbe threshold* His face was pale, and a crimson sBa dyed his white shirt-front, where tl head of tbe murdered man rested. "What's the matter, Nell, You Joc like a ghost," said tbe miner quickly.

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Professional Cards.

|E. A. H. DEPUTV

117 north Sixth Street, TERRE HAUTE. EYE AND EAR A SPBOIALTW BfkUuw S to 12 A. M. HOURS 12 to 5 P. M.

ANGELINE L. WILSON

Offers her services-

To the Ladles and Chiltkran o#• Terre Haute. ttee and Residence—23C south' {Seventh

Street.

Ottce hours from 1 to 8 p. m.

f. RICHARDSON. R. W. VA5T-VAUZAH

ICHARDSON & VA» VALZAH DENTISTS.

Omen—Southwest corner Fifth*ami Main Veeis, over National State Banto. (entrance Fifth street. Communication1 by Telettone. ______

Optician and Watchmaker or the trade. No. 615 .Mala street, sign big man with watch.

DR.

B. F. TOMLIN'S,.

Dispensary and €llnl» No. 415| Ohio Street, EIRE HAUTE, INDIANA. TERRE "Will devote his entire attention to his spekalties. Send for paper containing certlflktefl of cures.

IN O. LINCOLN,

J. DENTIST

Office, 19}$ 8. Sixth, opposite P. O nustlng and artificial teeth rork warranted.

special ties. All MAw-tfl

W. BALLEW,

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DENTIST,

Iflec, 438% Main Street, ower8a**'» •Id confectionery (tana. TERRK HAUTE, IND.

Can be found In office night and day

T\R GEO. A. BOWYER,

II VETERINARY EON. Late of Winchester, Kentucky, DFFICE-Herdlck stables, cor.3rd and Walnut streets. ocl4-3m TERRE HAUTE, IND

THE BEST

dark form moving up behind, him, nor family Wa&her and BleaCIier his earcetch the muffled sound. o£ the as- THE WORLD. sassin's step. ...

The miickest and most thorougnTwasher ever Invented*.

One thousand dollars reward for any machine that can beat It. 20 days trial.

Guaranteed a* represent ed or money refunded. Prloe of Washer, 93/*).

For circulars,

For circulars, giving fu |n'"™T&uT

W. B. CliFT. J» H. WihvlAJte, J. M. Curt

CLIFT,WILLIAMS & CO,

MAJrOFACTUKEftfl O*

Sash, Doors, Blinds, &c

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LCMBER, LATH." SBINGLESOLA88, PAINTS, OILS

and BUIlDEliS' HAKDWAKK. Mulberry Street, Comer Ninth, TERRK HAUTE Tmi

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RAPIDLY mCREA»EI»

in a brief time by the profits of a "peculation

82 Broadway, Aew York Cliy,