Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 31, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 January 1883 — Page 7
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THE MAIL
A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE
Mad Blundon
-OR,-
THE NIGHT OF YEARS.
BV DAYTOX MCU3ROVI5.
CHAPTER VII. [CONTINUED.]* ""1
Kent Adams and his young friend had not been gone more tban half an hoar, when the' door of Rader cottage was unceremoniously thrown open, and a man stood in the presence of the widow.
It was Duff Brady, the miner boss. '•fJood evening, Mrs. Rader," he said, •with a nod, "I am glad to find you alone." „,
Mrs. Rader stood at the table preparing a batch of biscuit for the oven. "What brings you here, Duff? Anything new in the wind?" she questioned, after a moment. "Yes. I am about to leave the country." "Indeed?" •"Yea. I have glorious news, Paula." "Have you?" "I have come into possession of a fortune. You have always been a true friend to me, Paula, and I thought you would be glad to learn of my good fortune." "Yon are right, Dnff Hardwick," said the widow. "I helped you in some most wicked schemes in the past. I think I have repented of late for doing so. What is this news you seem so anxious to communicate?" "I have learned for a certainty that our old friend, Keht Adams, is.dead."
The widow started slightly at his words. "His daughter, Vivia lone, is to receive all her father's vast property in Detroit, and I am to make her my wife soou, so that I shall have the handling of 3alo property."
How do you know so much?" I have the last will and testament of Kent Adams in my possession, and such is its purport." "Ah?"
There was something akin to a sneer »a the protty lips of Mrs. Rader as she uttered the word.
He regarded her narrowly. She turned her attention to her work once more. "You don't seem much surprised, Paula. Have I
your
"You
congratulations?"
it "You will come to the wedding when I take Vivia for my wife. I wish to have the thing done decently and in order." "Perhaps I may. But you are not over-confident of success?" said the widow. "I can't see how you brought the girl over to your way of thinking. She has been very obstinate in the past. Neither can I understand how you know that Kent Adams is dead. How caine you in possession of his will?"
She rogarded him keenly as she spoke, believing now that she had found an explanation of Kont
Adams'presencein
tho lake ten days before. "It matters not, Paula, how all these things came about. Suffice it to say that such are the facts." "Perhaps I can guess." "Well?"
had a visitor ten days ago this
night." "Eh?" "A man fell from the rocks into the lake—Kent Adams, perhaps. You found papers on "Woman, what do you mean?" cried the miner, trembling and growing suddenly palo. "Simply guessing, that'sall."
Tho miner's chiu dropped on his bosom. ,, Could his deed have been discovered?
No. Tho night was dark, not even tho murdered man had recognized him. He was puzzled at the woman's words. "Will you stav to tea, Duff?" "No," ho said) with a frown, "I must return home at once." "Why such haste, Duff? I thought you came to make me a visit." "No. But I did expect to meet with a different reception, I'aula. Are we not friends now as ever?" "Certainly." "You sowed the seeds of discord in a happy family once. You assisted mo to wring a woman's heart, to "Hush, Duff Brady, let us not open tho pagen of the past! cried th© widow, quickly. "Letby-gonosbeby-gones. I loved ivent Adams lietter than life. That is all past now let it lie buried from sight forever. You were a greater villain than 1. Your life has been a long lupsc of crime. I could have hold som© pity for Ora and her child. You held, and still hold uone." "Orti is dead now. Why recall lier is to
But her child still lives to softer, returned Mrs. Rader. "I rant SHV that I feel happy tho knowledge that you have gained your point by brutal persecuti'in. worse than death to one so young ami fair.'' "What are you prating of, Paula?" "You assure tlist Vivia Ioue's father is dead. You could not know this utile**—unless "Well?" savagely.
I'nlessyour hand sent him out of the world?" ... The miner's face grew strangely white.
His fingers worked nervously, while his wicked black eyes glared savagely Into the face of the woman before him. "What mean you, woman?" he demanded fiercely. .lust then rapid steps r.Mig on the stones without.
The next mometit the door was flung
°*Dnff Brady turned about and stood faoc to face with Kent Adams! The miner's jaw fell. An ashy pallor over*pead his face.
With a sickening cry he reeled backward against the opposite wall.
CHAPTER VIII. THB PKr»Dl.KR*N RVsK.
Kent Adams regarded the startled miner with a feeling akiu to triumph in his heart,
"You are silent. Are you not glad to see me, Mr. Hardwick?" The miner roused himself with a powerful effort.
A sickly smile overspread his pale
^Certainly I am, Mr. Adams," hesaid with a gasp that belied his words. "Where have vou been keeping yourself for the past ten daj s? I imagined that you had left the country." "No doubt," dryly. "But I am here still, anS here I propose to remain until J* "Well?" "Until I satisfy myself as to whether my lost lone is living or dead until I recover important papers that a_ cowardly assassin robbed me of ten nights ago. Can you help me any in my search, Dan Hardwick?"
The stern, relentless spirit of the miner was in the ascendant once more. He resolved to assume an air of injured inno«fence, hoping by so doing to mislead the speculator. "Certainly, I will assist you if lean, Mr. AdamsJ" said Duff, quicklj. "1 am your friend, though you seem to doubt that fact. When did you lose the papers you speak of?" "On the night of the tenth of May." "Why, that's the very night you visited my house." "Exactly." "You had the papers with you when you left that night?!'
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For the moment be felt master of the situation. His keen, penetrating shot to the very soul of the cringing, frightened miner bos*. "At last we meet again, Dun Haitiwick," said Adams, cuttingly.
The miner trembled like a leaf In the
His mind was sorely troubled. The man be supposed effectually removed from bis path stood before him flesh and blood.
How he had been saved from death was a mystery that filled the guilty, superstitious soul of the miner with awe.
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"Yes." '"-I "Then how should I know aught of tboro?"
Kent Adams regarded the speaker
not certain of the identity of
the man who had attempted his assassination. He did not
care
to place the
miner on his guard against him lest the villain should most effectually dispose of the girl he had in his power. "I cannot tell, of course." returned the speculator,, in answer to the last question. "I lost them so near your house that I thought perhaps— "I had taken them." "You may draw your own conclusioos." "You wrong me, Kent Adams, by these cruel suspicions."
A contemptuous smile was visible on the face of Adams. "We won't argue the point, he said. "The papers are lost, and I shan attempt to recover tbem. I must be on the move before long." "You will call on me and sister JNell before you go." "Perhaps."
Shortly after, Mrs. Rader announced
,ue miner refused to partake, but signified his intention of returning home at once.
After leaving the house, Dun Brady, as we must still call hnn for a hurried down to a point under the bank, where he had left his skiff.
Leaping into^this he rowed rapidly down the lake, a fierce, angry light in his black eyes, an indefinable terror pervading his guilty soul. "So this man is not dead yet,after all," muttered Brady. "I tapped him too softly it seems. I think he suspects me of attempting his life. No doubt he will make an attempt to arrest me, but ill thwart him yet. He knows nothing of Vivia's presence in my house unless that young scapegrace, Robert Rader,has told him. I'm treading on a volcano just now. Even the charming Paula has turned against me. But 111 thwart them all. Vivia has about the same as consented to be my wife. The thing must
be accomplished
to-night,
then
can bid defiance £o Kent Adams and his friends, and claim my rights as th© busband of Viva Adams."
Thus musing, Brady plied the paddles briskly, and reached home just as the shades of night were darkening the
you want to buy any leetle jewelry?" Duff Brady had just reached the summit of the cliff near his cabin, as these words fell on his ear.
A little, shrunken figure, disfigured by an enormous hump, stood confronting him, holding a small tin box in his hand. ., "Out of my path, old man,"snarled Brady. "I've no time to parley with you.'' "But let me show you "Get out!" thuudered the miner, thrusting the old peddler from his path with a sweep of his strong arm. "Duff Hardwick, you'll live to repent this hissed a sharp voice.
An oath fell from the miner's lips. He turned to strike the peddler, but that worthy had regained his feet and darted away. "The infernal little imp," growled the miner. "Where did he loarn my name? Kent Adams has been too open-mouthed by half. I'll outwit him yet or die trying."
Hurrying to the house, Duff Brady once more sought the presence of his fair prisoner.
Vivia had Jgrown thin and weak from the past ten days of struggle with fate. She sat, pallid and cowering, in one corner of trie room when her cruel persecutor entered, bearing a lamp in one hand, a heavy black whip in the other.
Placing Ae lamp on the little stand, Puff Braay turned toward the maiden. There was a cruel, relentless look in his black eyes that showed he was not to be trilled with. "Vivia. I have come for my answer," he said sternly, pitilessly. "Have mercy, oh, have mercy!" moaned the girl, piteouslv.
He cracked his whip Icnpatieutl/. "The time for pleading la past,"growled the miner. "You must be my wife this night or die hen*. I have no pity, no mercv in my heart. I will cut your frail body in strings, and gloat over your dying agonies unless you consent." Again be flourished the whip. "Yon know my nature, Vivia. You have felt the la«h before. Will you be my wife to-night Speak quickly." "Poor Vivia
She was but flesh and blood. Life was still sweet to her. She had suffered untold torments for weeks and months Her wretched spirit was utterly broken, her frail fcpdy weak from excessive tortore.
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"I may see my mother then she
"After we are married you may see your mother." "To-night?" "Ay, to-night If voti wish it."
The girl's head drooped on her bosom, hot tears coursing down her cheeks. "Ood forgive me," she moaned. "I cannot die without seeing my poor mother once more, "You consent, VTvia "I consent," murmured the crushed spirit. "(Jo at once and bring the minister. Let this suspense, this torture, end quickly."
Duff Brady turned on his heel and walked away, leaving the light burning on tho ltttle stand.
After his departure, Vivia sank on her knees in prayer, her hands clasped over her pallid face, great sobs shaking her am
Duff Brady hastened to the front apartment. ••Nell, she has consented* Will yon
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go to the village and summon Horace Vernet .. "The young minister "Yes. "Perhaps he may have scruples
Brady laughed contemptuously. "Don't talk of scruples in connection with Horace Vernet," he said. Gold is that man's god, he has no other, xou can saddle Prince and ride over."
A little shrunken form stood crouching by the window outside, listening mtently.
As the last words fell from tbe miner's lips the form darted away to the stable. It was but the work of a minute to slip the halter from the miners horse, replace it with a bridle, and lead the horse forth into the open air. 'The hunchback peddler vaulted upon the animal's back, and rode rapidly toward the village.
When Duff Brady reached the stable hef^undit empty. "Curse the luck," he muttered,'"Prince has slipped his halter again, and gone outside. There's no use searching for him. I iriust walk to Highrock now.
When Duff Brady reached the parsonage in the village another disappointment awaited him. "Gone to attend a dying man three miles away," his wife informed the miner. "Tell him to come to my house immediately on his return," said Brady, bitiug his lip with ill-concealed vexation.
Mrs. Vernet promised to give the word, and Duff Brady hurried home-
It was the ill-shapen peddler who had sent Rev. Mr. Vernet to the bedside of a dying man, after which he had ridden rapidly away, through the night, in a northerly direction.
It is needless to add that the minister found no dying man at the house whither he bad ridden in great haste.
He wondered not -a little to find the old miner, Boggs, in extremely good health, and surprised to see his minister so late in the evening. "Who sent you over here on this errand said Boggs, wonderingly, "A miserable little hunchback. I think he rode Duff* Brady's horse, too." "You're sold this time, Mr. Vernet." "It seems like it. Well, I'm glad that it has proved so, Mr. Boggs. But I can see the object the fellow had in vi*w." "Nor I. It must have been Blundon the peddler who sent you here. I saw the fellow yesierday," returned the old miner. "Well, it won't help the matter by talking about tho fellow who did the misehief. Good evening, Mr. Boggs." "What, goin'so soon?" "Yes, I can't tarry here any longer."
The miner produced a bottle of liquor and asked the clergyman to sample the same.
Mr. Vernet seemed nothing loth to do so, a lid the two separated with a laugh? at the awkward mistake of the evening. S'tx*
The widow Rader had retired, and Kent Adams and Robert sat by the stove discussing their plans that evening. While they were talking in low tones, the clatter of horse's hoofo struck their ears.
Both men sprang to their feel Before either could reach the door it was thrown open, and the shrunken, disfigured form of the peddler stood before them. "Hello here's the peddler again," cried the young man. "Peddling jewelry at thislate hour, my man
The face of the peddler was pftle and haggard, a strange wild light flaming from his eyes.
Without answering the question of Robert, the man advanced and touched the hand of Kent Adams. The next instant he turned ard glided from the room.
A paper fluttered at the feet of the speculator. Stooping, Adams gathered it in bis hand, and holding it up to the light read the words poorly scrawled thereon: "KENT ADAMS "Your daughter lives. She Is held a prisoner at Duff Brady's cabin. To-night she Is to be his wife, If you would save Vivia lone from a fate worse than death you will «iow how to aet."
CHAPTER IX.
THE MINER RECEIVES A WARNING. Duff Brady paced the floor uneasily, after his return home.
His sister watched him narrowly. "What troubles you so to-night,Duff?" she questioned, after a time. "I am nervous to-night, Nell. Suppose Vernet fails to come."
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"It would matter little There'sanother day to come." "Yes, but I have a presentiment that time is precious. Robert Rader knows of Vivia's presence hero. He must suspect something wrong he will talk with Kent Adams." "With Kent Adams?"in wonder. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that our guest of a fortnight ago is still in the land of the living." "Is it possible I thought "It don't matter what you thought. I met Kent Adams not six hours since at the cottage of the widow Rader. Bv some miracle he escaped me this time.' "Those papers have lost their value, then?" s*•** "No,"Bharply. "No?"
Kent Adams will die before he makes another will. You understand me,
N"Yes,"
with a shudder.^"
Just then a horse clattered up to the door. "There's the minister n«»w. All is well."
The miner opened the door and admitted the young minister. "Ah, good evening, Mr. Brady. There must be something important in the wind, else yon would not have sent for me after night." said Rev. Mr. Vernet with a Dland smile. "Something important, Mr. vernet. I am about to take a wife."
Ah!" with a start of surprise. The miner pressed a roll of bills into the minister's hand.
This had the desired effect on the minister and he asked no further questions of his employer.
Duff Brady placed a chair for the young clergyman, and then left tbe room to seek bis bride.
Vivia started up from the chair with a low cry as the miner entered the chamber. "Come," said Bradv, "time's up. The reverend gentleman is in waiting.
•ThereIs no hope then," moaned the "I must go forward to
wretched girl, my doom."
Duff Brady stamped his feet angrily "This farce must end here, Vivia. understand once for all that I'll stand no further nonsense. I have your plighted word."
And shall see my mother to-night "It yon are quiet and make no further
He advanced and seized the maiden's arm. She shrank back with a sharp cry. "Save me. Duff Bradv," she moaned. "I cannot be your wife."
He crushed hack hU rage with an
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"Vivia, if :ny presence is so unwelcome to you I am willing to make one more confession," he said, anxious to have a lawfu I marriage performed. "If you make no more trouble, I promise on my word of honor that you shall go whither you choose after the ceremony." "I can leave the house?" "Yes. I will not ask you to live with me an hoar.
She looked up into his dark, brutal face to read there the truth.
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can not trust yon, Duff Brady j. I swear to that after you are my wife you shull go free. Is not .that enough?"
Her strength was fast leaving hfer. She could not escape now, and death awaited her if she refused. Anything she would do for freedom, for a sight of the glad sunshine of the Outside world, anything to look once more upon the face of her mother, *,* t, "I will go."
A triumphant gleam shot into his eyes as he led the young girl from her prison chamber.
The young celrgyman started in surprise as Duff Brady enterted the front room with a pale, beautiful girl leaning on his arm.
The diamond pin glowing on her bosom, dazzled his eyes for the moment, and he sat gazing in mute surprise upon the thin, woe-marked face and willowy form of the miner's companion. "Are you ready to do your duty, Mr. Vernet?" demanded the miner sharply. •'Quite ready," responded the minister, raising himself and standing erect. "Then proceed at once,"
Rev. Vernet complied, repeating a short marriage service. Both bride and groom gave the necessary response, and the ministi soon declared them man and wife.
Duff Brady led his half-fainted bride to a seat, ana then turned once more to the minister: "Have you a certificate with you, Mr. Yernet "No. I will fill one out in the morning and have the necessary witnesses to it, and bring it over." "Can't you write out one to-night "Yes, but it is unnecessary. Themairiage is just as binding, and a few hours wifi make no difference," returned Ver-
Justthea Brady caught sight of "Vivia stealing toward the door. He sprang to her side, laying a heavy hand on her arm. "Where now, my pretty wife he demanded sharply.
She shrank under his touch, her pleading tear-wet brown eyes turned up to his hard cruel face. "Am I not free now she said in a husky under-toue. "Free!" with a moeking laugh. "I have fulfilled my part of the bargain. I will not remain another hour under this roof."
The man laughed scornfully. "Pretty bird," he said, "as my wife you are under my protection. I will not allow you to leave tho shelter of your home on your bridal eve."
As he spoke he encircled her slight form with his arm, at the same time bending down, imprinting a ki-ss upon her shrinking, haggard face.
A low wail of bitter agony rang from the maiden's lips. She realized now that she had trusted Duff Brady too far.
His word of honor, his oath, were nothing. The hoof-beats of a horse crashed on the stones outside.
Duff Brady released his bride and turned quickly toward the door, bis dark face growing suddenly pale with ill-defined dread. "Who'scoming now?".he demanded fiercely,
In answer to his hasty question the door was flung open and Kent Adams, revolver in hand, crossed the threshold.
Behind him stalked his young friend, Robert Rader. The moment Robert's gaze fell on the cowering form of Vivia, he recognized her as the girl he bad seen on that chill evening of the tenth of May.
With a quick bound he was at her side, bending over her half-fainting form. "Will you go with us he whispered "We are your friends."
She looked up, a glad surprise in her brown eyes. "Oh, yes, yes, anywhere to escape from AiW," she cried eagerly.
Duff Brady was white with rage, while Nell and the young minister stood silent amazed spectators of the scene. "What is the meaning of this outrage?7 demanded the miner savagely. "It means that yonder lady shall suffer no more at your hands. Duff Hardwick, thundered Adams. "I am master of the situation, and you may as well submit tt) fat©."
The spectator's revolver covered the miner, and he dared offer
no
resistance,
Robert Rader raised Vivian in his arms and darted toward the door. "Stop," cried the miner, "this joke has gone far enough."
But the young man had passed through the open door out into the night with his fair burden.
Kent Adams still covered the miner with his revolver. "Now, Duff Hardwick," said Adams "a word with you before I depart. The whole proof of your villainy is in mv hands. If you attempt to interfere with that young girl hereafter you do so at your peril. I am in possession of facts which prov* that this girl you have so cruelly persecuted is my long lost lone. Her home wHl henceforth bo with her father. I shall take measures at once to have you arrested and punished foryonr crimes. You will understand, I tWnk, what is best for you, and refrain from attempting to gain possession of my child."
Kent Adams turned on hi? heel. A low mocking laugh fell frointbe lips of the miner.
He had studied the situation in all its details, and felt himself msster of the
SiJfel
could afford to keep his temper, since Vivia was his lawful wife. ••Yon are mighty proud and insulting itaeems to me, Mr. Adams," sneered the miner. "I think a husband's claim bet ter than a father's." "A husband's claim?
Ky Vivia Adams is ivia Adams no longer. This night she became my wife." "You are lying to me now, Duff Hardwick." "Ask that gentleman yonder, polntine to Vernet, who stood leaning against tbe mantle, and interested spectator of this scene. "He a minister of tbe Gos-
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lt married Vivia and myself not an ur ago." turned toward \ernet. "A tool of yours, he mutterfld./'Duff Hardwick,cross my path again at
^^Withthese words, Kent Adams turn ed and rushed from the room. An oath fell from the miner'slips.
Turning to a small cupboard neat at band, be opened it and brought forth a revolver. "Yon mav go now, Mr. amet, ne **id ^*1 thlnli the trouble Is over for to-night. I will explain It another time about these men whoseem to think they can override me with a high band."
The minister departed soon after. Duff Brady walked out into the open air.
Hurrying along the shore of the lake, he soon gaiaed a point where he could, by the light of the rising moon, look far out on the water.
A dark object was gliding swiftly over the lake. It was a boat he knew, for the moving oars glistened in the moon-rays. "They have taken to the lake with my bride," he muttered. "I'll settle with these rascals to-morrow with a vengeance. Kent Adams thinks he has crushed me. He's over bold. I think I'll find Vivia at Rader cottage in the morning."
When near the house a low whinny arrested his attention. The next moment his horse came up to his side. "Ah, ^ou've come around again, have you, old boy," said the miner, patting the animal's nose.
Leading the horse to tne stable he haltered him and returned to the house. As he crossed the threshold, a paper, loosened by the opening of the door, fell to the floor at his feet.
Picking it up, curiosity prompted him to examine it: "Duff Hardwick, beware. Press not your claims for Vivia Adams. Abandon your schemes and flee the country. The secrets of a mad house may yet be revealed."
The words roughly scrawled, fell with crushing force. The hue of death touched the face ®f the miner.
He staggered back with a sharp cry. Nell Brady sprang forward, put ere she gaiaed the side of her brother he lay an inauimate heap on the floor. [TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.]
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