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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, FEB. 17, 1883

TRIED FOR MURDER

A TEST OF WOMAN'S FAITH.

A CASE OF CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE.

Continued fromFirat Page. So Fanny Morton found tbem walking side by side, and crept after tbem until tbey paused in a secluded spot, on the bank of a purlins streamlet, within the shadow of a wide-spreading beach tree.

All unconscious of a figure flitting from coppice to coppice, and crouching within ear-shot, to listen and watch, where every sight and every sound was like the sting or a scorpion, they stood side by side in silence, dreanrly hearing the ripple of the limpid waters over their pebbly bed, and seeing the deepening hues of sunset, with ears that heeded not, and eyes that took no note, until the man awoke from that mystic reverie with a long-drawn, tremulous sigh. "One year ago to-day!" he said, raising his bat and passing his fingers through his hair.

Then, looking down at her with a grave tenderness, he went on "Havel made myself worthy?"

Her eyes flashed to his face. "Yes," she said, "most worthy." He extended his hand—he had not far to reach, she stood so close to his side— until his fingers closed over her hand. "I owe you much, everthing,"hesaid. "How can I repay you "By dismissing the debt from your lips and thoughts."

He looked at her steadily. Her eyes fell. She did not try to withdraw her hand. "Helen

His voice was scarcely above a whisper. She raised her eyes as if he coerced her will. She regarded him with fluttering breath helplessly.

He put no question into words, but gathered her to his heart and said: "Thank God with a fervor he had never before experienced. "Harry!" she said, and that was all.

Such love as theirs needs no wordy exposition. Afterward be held her hands and stood a little apart from her, so he could look into her face, lighted with that radience which is like a halo. "My joy is not without its pain," he said. "I can not help feeling that it is wronging you to accept what you so freely give." "Hush, dear," she whispered. "How can you wrong me by giving me the one thing which is to make my life complete?" "The world counts dollars and cents, and social rank, and reputation." "I choose intellectual wealth and character in the place of reputation, aud true nobility of soul before empty honors, more often borrowed than earned." "All the same, 'people will talk.' "Let them dare 1" cried the girl, draw-^ ing herself up with a haughty conscibusness of her own power "but, Harry," she added, "you can compell the flunky erowd to cringe. You can earn the money they worship, and force them to acknowledge your superiority." "If all looked through your partial eyes I should certainly have no difficulty," he replied, with a smile which faded as he aaded: "There is one who has the right to scan me narrowly. What if his verdict be adverse "My father?" "Yes." "He trusts to my judgment in all things. He ctn not oppose me serious-, ly where the happiness of my life centers."

Harry's reply to her sweet adulation was not in words, but it seemed satisfactory to her to whom it was addressed.

Presently he said: "He returns home to night, does he not I will see him in the morning."

Then as he looked at her and realized the greatness of the prize for which he was striving, a sudden spasm of pain ap pear hers

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rejects my suit—and I am afraid that no man in his senses would consent to throw away such a daughter as you upon a poof stick like me—in any event, come to me here to-morrow." "Harry," she said, "it is wrong for you to speak in such bitter, such unjust self-depreciation.

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you. Of course I will come." He put arm hisabout her neck,and held her upturned face so that It was just beneath his own, as he bent hfs head slightly. His voice showed how deeply he was moved as he said "Helen, I have wanted to tell yon of my life, something in mitigation, if not in oxcuse, of the follies and vices of which I have been guilty. I want you to know the reckless spirit engendered by the consciousness that all the world despises you.n

Yes, yes. dear!" she Said soothingly "but it's all past now. I shall alwavs love you, and you have commanded the respect of others already."

He shook his head sadly.' "I am rather on probation," he said, "with my judges waiting ecrarly for onfir any chauce slip which will confirm their prognostications of failure but I want to tell you of the pa?t now."

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and sometimes hard with bitterness, he told how in every childish disagreement his father's drunkenness had been the taunt with which his playmates had crushed him, while everv freak of mischief that came under the notice of his elders was sure to bring the eye of suspicion upon "Old Tranor's boy," until don upon ,e came to feel that there was a natural hostility between him and all respectable people. In youth the stigma baa followed him, until under its baleful influence he had adopted the fatal motto: "One may as well have the game as the name." "But. Helen," he continued, "there is one depth of vice from which I was saved bv the sacred memory of my mother.* To hei purity of soul I owe a reverence for womanhood which has made it impossible for me to be instrumental in its debasement even in its humblest or faultiest representative. Whatever blemishes may rest upon my life, I want you to know that no woman can point to your husband—if that blessing be voucfi-safed me—and say that he raised a shingle barrier between her and an offended God!"

There was a grand solemnity in his voice and manner, and she, with a noble woman's appreciation of all that had made his words possible, felt her eyes, fill with tears, as she replied, simply: "Harry, I am so glad."

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them, until after a time Helen pointed to the wondrous beauty of the sunset and said: "Dear, do not we begin under favorable auspices? That is typical of our future."

A fear 'shot athwart his heart that in this interview they were having the glory of their sunset just before the fall of their night but he smiled and thanked her for the sweet augury with a kiss.

Then, the chill of evening coming with the decline of the sun, they turned to walk home in the gathering twilight.

Just as they left the »pot, Fanny Morton rose from her place of conceal-

ment, and stood quivering in every nerve, with a ghastly pallor on her face, and a livid circle about the month. Goaded out of her wonted weakness by the masterful passion that swayed her, she raised her clinched hand above her head, and cried in fragic denunciation: "Oh! the perjured villain! the liars He—he has raised Qh! why does Heaven wi lightnings?"

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Blinded by tears and wild with despair, she flea the spot like some hunted creature. "I will denounce him!" she cried, through her teeth. "She to be petted, and I to be spurned He will see the father, will he Well, I shall see him also. Our two stories will fit nieely together, I fancy."

Ah! Helen Princeton, what do these wild words protend to you Is your great trust to be requited by BO foul a betrayal? Is your idol clay

Whether given to the shifting sands of treachery or lodged on the firm rock of truth, God's blessing on woman's faith in the man she loves, that sweetest trait of her womanhood, indexical of her own innate truth.

CHAPTER III. A HARD OLD MAN.

"And what a thing,ye gods, is scorn or pity Heap on me, Heaven, the hate of all mankind Load me with malice, envy, detestation And the world shun me, so I 'scape but scorn." —Lee.

Old Jared Princeton had returned to his home and his child—he so crustly to others, so gentle with hen He looked very grand with his leonine hair and beard shot with gray. The indentation between his brows gave dignity, rathei than harshness, to his face.

It was nine o'clock before Helen came down to breakfast, on her cheek an unwonted, yet not unbecoming pallor, and in her eyes a strange shyness that seemed at once to woo and to deprecate.

After breakfast they went to the library, where, whilethe old gentleman read the paper, the girl pretended to be occupied with apiece of embroidery, all the while hunting the window.

Her vigil had been interrupted by her father engaging her in conversation, when suddenly the bell rang. The girl started from her chair and flushed crimson.

A servant entered with a card ou a salver. "Mr. Henry Tranor," read old Jared Piinceton, with some surprise. "What can he want of me. I wonder?"

The girl caught her breath at seeinga frown contract her father's brews. 'Show him in here," he said, and the servant withdrew.

Helen moved toward the door. "Stay, dear I have no private business w'ith him," said her father. \"H0 may prefer to see you alone," nUMSBured the girl, almost choking, anti not letting him see her face, passed from the room.

To his unexpected guest old Jared Princeton presented a forbidding business front, which said: "Well, sir, what can I do for you today?" "Mr. Princeton," began Harry, with such steadiness as he could command, "I am no diplomat, and know of but one way—the simplest and most direct— to present the subject I have come to submit to your decision. I beg that you will give me your attention for the few minutes it will require."

Without reply, Jared Princeton settled himself in an attitude of attention. His steady look was anything but encouraging. "It would be tedious to detail my life" to yon," pursued Harry. "You will not think me egotistic if I assume that you can not be wholly ignorant of at least the reputation I have oorn. I have gambled. Beyond this I give you my word of honor I have not transgressed the statutory law, save in such boyish pranks as take no deep root in the character of this man. "One year ago, at the instance of your daughter, I entered an inebriate asylum, where I remained until declared of sound health. I need hardly add that this step was preceeded by a resolve to abstain absolutely from tlie use of alcoholic liquors and to eschew gambling in every form. I am now in the employ of Gresham A Co., at a salary of twenty-five hundred a year. Besides this I have no pecuniary resources of any kind# "Now, sir. I approach you on a very delicate subject at a very great disadvantage. 1 have never enjoyed—I confess I was not worthy—that intimacy with you which would enable you to form any correct estimate of my* moral qualities, or to now judge the sincerity of my reclamation but time and observation—if you will concede me so much —will remedy this, before it is necessary for you to give a final decision involving these considerations."

All this time Jared Princeton's face was an impenetrable mask. He betrayed neither surprise nor curiosity, only close Attention.

Like a wretch going through the formality of standing why sentence should not .be pronounced upon him, Harry proceeded: "Mi. Princeton, you will not be surprised that 1 should entertain a deep sense of gratitute for the person directly instrumental in effecting so great a change in my life but there is another sentiment, for which you may not be prepared, yet which is quite as natural, when such a woman ay Miss Princeton grants her friendship to a man who Feels that he has id nim at least that which enables him to appreciate what is highest and beet in human nature. "Sir, in tbe moment when she declared tbat it was not indifferent to ber whether I went up or down in the divine balance, I conceived for your daughter a love of which I can only*say, it is the fatal point in which centers every aspiration of my life. Less than twenty-four hours since she assured me of a reciprocal attachment, and commissioned me to ask your consent to the consummation of our love in marriage. "I appreciate the greatness of the boon I ask, and the necessity of the utmost caution on your part. I will but too gladly snbmf to any probation yon may choose to impose from which you can assure yourself of rav worthiness of so I "Will yon take my proposition into consideration, and in the event of my oalities of nee which requisites of

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trust the happiness of your daughter in my keeping?" Harry Tran'or came to a full stop.

Old Jared Princeton pow sat erect, witty his hands on his knees, very much as he would have intimated his having arrived at a decision in a matter of negotiable paper. "Mr. Tranor," he said "you have asked a plain question. Have you premised all that you wish?" "Yes." "Well, sir, you are entitled to a plain answer. I will try to epeak concisely and to the point. "Of your life up to a year ago I know little more than what you have been pleased to tell me. I am willing to take your word for it. Of the completeness and permanence of your reclamation I make no question whatever. I have no desire to deny you the possession of any or all the qualities which go to make the exemplary citizen, friend, husband and father but,' sir, when you ask me for my daughter, I have but one reply: granting that you would prove everything you describe, you are not the man to whom I would be willing to give her. To detail my reasons would weary you no purpose. Enough tbat my decision is irrevocable. "I think, sir, that this terminates our interview."

Jared Princeton reached forth his hand to touch the bell standing on his disk. Harry Tranor rose with a crimson flush on his forehead. "One moment, sir," he said, "before you summon your servent to show me from your house."

Jared Princeton held his hand suspended over the bell while he waited for his guests concluding words.

With a lofty hauteur which was not a whit behind tbat of the proud old man, Harry Tranor spoke. "I am a man all ef whose life lies open to the inspection of the world. In this matter I wish that there be no misunderstanding. I shall treat you with per feet frankness. Your daughter will soon be of age, which renders your con-j sent dispensable, if she so wills. I can rest my claim only on her decision."

Jarea Princeton's fingure fell' upon the bell-tap the instant Harry's final words were out of his mouth. For the first time the old man betrayed an emotion. He smiled quickly. "You are welcome to try your influence with Miss Princeton," he said. "Good morning!"

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Harry followed the servant to the door, descended the broad steps, and walked away with as firm a tread and as lofty a carriage as any monarch ever displayed. Once in his room, however, he threw himself prone on his bed.

The lover conquered the man..

CHAPTER IV.

FATHER AND DAUGHTER, '"But, out. affection! All bond privilege of nature breitfc Let it be virtuous, to be obstinate." —Shak. Cbriolanns. So! this is the meaning of my lady's strange moods!" exclaimed old Jared Princeton when he bad heard the front door clang behind his departing guest.

All his self-possessed coolness left bim, and he arose and pacedthe floor with bent brows. "A Tranor! A Tranor, indeed The insolent dog!" he continued, hotly, striking the table with his fist. "Why did I not have him thrown, neck and heels? Marry my daughter! I'dseeher in her grave first! He has reformed, has he? He has those traits of'ehiracter requisite to a model husband! No doubt! no doubt! with such antecedents! A Tranor, forsooth! The last of a line of dogs whose home has ever been in the gutter!"

His pent feelings would have found further vent but for an interruption in the appearance of his daughter.

Scarcely daring to hope for a summons to the library, which would have heralded all that her heart craved, she had watched at her window for Harry's departure, an omen before whose significance she quailed.

When she saw him descend the steps the shock was as severe as if she had not anticipated it. She—albeit not given to womanly weaknesses—pressed her hand over her heart wich a gasp, and the room spin round.

He did not look up at her window, so his face was hidden, but her quick eye did not lack signs by which to read his heart. His step was not joyous his clinched hand was all significant. She knew tbat he had been subjected to insult by her proud old father.

Then her hearted swelled: she drew herself erect, her eyes flashed, and she became pale to the lirmly-compressed lips.

Like a spirit, so fleetly, so noiselessly, she glided down the stairs. Pale and resolute she swept into the apartment and faced ber angry parent. She stopped not until she had reaped the side of the table before which lift stood staring at her. "Fathe/," she said, "have you been generous—have you been just?" "I reply to your question," said the old man, "by asking another. Have you been filial? have you preserved your self-respect? For the rest, your unwonted tenderness of last night and this morning was a fit introduction to the fiasco to which I bad just been treated." "Father, the implication conveyed in your words is unworthy of you. You know tbat I am incapable of playing the .sycophan t! "I beg your pardon! I believe that yon are?" declared the old man, with a sudden pride in his daughter.

His hearty acknowledgment somewhat mollified her, and She went on with less warmth: "I knew your pride of position, and my actions were but the natural expression of conflicting hope and fear. As for my self-respect, Harry Tranor, thoroughly known, is a man of whose lore auy woman might justly be proud. Papa! give him a chance to vindicate himself. You do not know him as I do. You trust to my discretion in other things. Do you think tbat I could love a man who was unworthy?"

The old man took his cue from ber unexpected tone of pleading. He spoke with stern, yet not harsh, emphasis. "Helen, this affair must be stopped right here—now I would rather see you in your grave than that man's wife. Pah! I can not toletate the thought. "I tell you, I have known th«m, from father to son, for three generations, and they bave proved a bad lot all round. When that young scapegrace asked me to bestow your hand upon a reprobate Tranor, and he the vilest of the whole tribe, I with difficulty refrained from knocking him down. A Tranor! When was one of tbem knwon to be oat of the gutter for twenty-fonrfaonrs at a time?" "Father, you wrong him beyond expression. Believe me, he is noble and true in everything but those term-le vices which have been entailed upon him and be has pledged his honor never to touch another drop of liquor or lay another wager of any kind.

Has he not already redeemed himself The shrewdest business men in town have confidence enough in him to place their success largely in his hands and, father, his inspiration in this has

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what will become of him I believe God has placed his salvation in my bands, as He has certainly placed my only chance of happiness in a line with my duty, and I can not prove recreant to the trust."

She spoke deprecatingly at first, but as she progressed, with increasing fervor and earnestness, until her whole heart and soul breathed in her last words. "What insubordinant?" cried the irate parent, purple with fury. He had never before known her to 6ppose his will in anything but now something told him that he bad met his own firmness beneath an exterior of Christian mildness. "Do I understand that my own daughter thrusts me aside for this gambler, this sot, this—this "Father, stop! You have no right to heap such approbrious epithets upon him." "What! Isn't it all true Hasn't he made ducks and drakes of the fortune his fool of an aunt left him and where? At the gambling table! Isn't he in the

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utter half his time? What do you unby a sot "No! it isn't true! Harry Tranor is no sot. He's abetter man than the false sycophants who feasted Hpon his generosity, only to betray him afterward."

She stood flushed to the temples. Her soul writhed in anguish at this first breach with her father but ber lip never quivered, her eye never wavered. She was defending the man whom she had enshrined in her heart of hearts. "That proves him a fool, as well as a knave," cried her parent, with bitter contempt. "If be only had wit enough not to let them wheedle him out of his money. Confound the idiot "Father, enough I can not listen to you longer. He is to be my husband, and must stand first in all the world to me. I can not hear him reviled, of all men, by my own father."

She was glorious in her loyalty, as with head proudly erect, eyes flashing and bosom dilating with the great love that swelled her heart, she said tbat he was to be her husband and must stand first in all the world to her.

Her father was dimly conscious of a feeling of pride in her, even admit the beat of bis rage but his will, which had always been law, was now called into question, and not a line in his face softened as he cried: "He is to be your husband? My voice in the matter is to be wholly ignored?"

He had never been angry with ber before but now she saw his bearded lip quiver with wrath, and all of a suddeu she broke down. Her eyes swam in tears and ber lip trembled "as she pleaded, with hands clasping his arm: "Oh, father! give us your consent! You don't know now noble "Never! so help me God!" cried the infuriated man, shaking her off and raising his clinched right hand, so that for one terrible instant, in which ber heart stood still, she thought he Avas about to strick her. The next, she saw tbat he had no such intentions, and breathed again. "Father," she said, "I have tried to be an obedient daughter. I will obey you in anything—anything else "And by Heaven, you shall in this!" "I can not. A higher power than even your will commands me, and I must obey. I feel tbat God has given me tny appointed work.*' "Confound your religion. It is only your infernal selfishness and obstinacy "Hush!" she cried, raising her hand with a look that awed him in silence. "Go to your room," he conpmanded, and with bowed head she complied.

There she threw herself upon a bed in a paroxysm of weeping.

CHAPTER V.

OLD JARED PRINCETON STOOPS TO INTRIGUE. "O what a tangled web we weave

When first we practice to deceive!" —ScoWs Marmion.

For nearly an hour Jared Princeton paced the floor of his library in gloomy meditation.

Stopping before the picture of his young wife—she who would never grow older than when she crowned his manhood's prime—he gazed at it until his ejes were too humid to longer distinguish the beautiful features. Then he buried bis face in his hands, and his sturdy old frame shook with emotion.

Between that young wife and him there had been but one passing cloud, when he had conceived a perfectly groundless jealousy of da3blng Harold Tranor, the father of the hero.

Jared Princeton never forgot the look of dismay on his wife's face when he was insane enough to disclose his feelings. Hdhad throttled Harold Tranor in the presepce of bis wife and young Tranor, instead of retaliating in kind, had smiled with that icy contempt for which he was remarkable, and said: "Mr. Princeton, I think 1 can afford to forgive you the indignity you have put upon me, in consideration of the compliment your actions imply."

Jared Princeton's eyes were fully opened to the baselessness of his suspicions, and he would bave given his life to blot that one scene from the memories of the three persons who aloce witnessed it.

His sensitive wife nearly died of shame, and to the time of her death she never passed Harold Tranor on her husband's arm without the latter feeling her shudder.

All this passed through Jared Princeton's mind, and his hatred of the man who had been the cause of his humiliation blazed up afresh against his son "By Heaven! they shall be separated," he muttered, fiercely, and for the accomplishment of that end stooped to the first intrigue of bis life. "Mary," he said, having summoned the girl who combined the offices of of parlor and lady's maid, "if your mistress attempts to send a letter from the bouse, make it your business to bring it to me. If a letter is left for her by messenger or in the mail, see that I am the person who gets it. If she has a callermatter whom—she is not at home. It will be to your interest to attend carefully to these orders, and to communicate to no one—not even your lover, if you bave one, or your confidential female friend—what has just passed between us. Be good enough to tell your mistress that I wish to see her."

Helen appeared with unmistakable redness about the eyes. "Helen," said ber father, with the air of assured self-possession habitual to bim, "let us have a clear understanding. I desire that you be in readiness to accompany me on tbe noon train to-mor-row. Shall I be obeyed or not?"

Tbe girl started. This promptness of action portended a vigorous and stubborn fight. With quiet dignity she replied: "I hope, sit. tbat I have not given you reason to anticipate disobediance from me where compliance with your wishes is not inconsisteat with right. I will accompany you."

That is sufficient. Have your trunks in readiness. You will be attended by your maid."

Wearily Helen dragged herself back to her roots. Going to tbe window, she looked disconsolately out. A leaden pall overcast tbe »ky, giving down ft

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fine continuous drizzle. Turning away with a sigh, she opened her writing desk and penned a note to her lover. "Harry," she wrote, wheii she had informed him of her prospective journey, "I think you understand me well enough to know tbat I will not oppose my father in the exercise of any roper authority but do not fear that, frost an undue sense of filial obligation, I shall lose sight of my duty to you and to myself. Now the law of man and God leaves me but one course, unquestioning obedience but I fully realizo that this love which has come to you and to me is a thing net to be set aside by prejudice and when the time comes when 1 have aright to weigh the issue between my father's will ana the inclination of my own heart, I trust that I shall decide it on the simple basis of right. "I have nmch that I wish to say to you. The rain will prevent my keeping tryst with you to-day but to-morrow morning, rain or shine, I shall seek you at eight o'clock."

Of course this letter fell into the hands of her father. Without opening it—he had not descended so low as that—he tossed it into the grate. "Step one!" he muttered, grimly, later, a messenger appeared with a letter from Harry Tranor to Helen, an answer to be waited for. "Tell the boy tbat Helen can not reply at once but he may call again after tea, when she will be ready with her answer."

The servant (and co-conspirator) withdrew. "Ah!" muttered the chief conspirator, gloating over the better with malicious gratification, "this simplifies my course. Mr. Tranor, I owe you thanks. You could not have played into my hand more nicely had I had the direction of your actions. Now, sir, let us see.who wins. "Step two!"

And he tossed the letter into his desk. At dinner Helen would have excused herself on the plea of indisposition but her father insisted on her attendance. "Whatever your state of mind," he said, when she made her appearance and took her place dejectedly at the table, "nothing can be gained by denying yourself your accustomed nourishment. Thinking that a mild stimulant would help jfou to regain your wonted equanimity, I have caused a strong cup of coffee to be made for you."

Helen yielded a mechanical compliance, and swallowed the coffee, never questioning that the bitterness of the decoction was due to its strength.

When she had returned to her room, the stern old man, whose first intrigue was against the happiness of hisown and only child, muttered implacably "Step three!"

Brooding dejectedly over the cloud which had falltn upon her young love. Helen threw herself upon her bed and gave way to tears afresh.

Without warning, drowsiness stole over her, and her melancholy reflections lapsed into heavy slumber. An experienced eye might have seen that her senses were chained by some narcotic agency.

A little later Jared Princeton, entered tbe room. His stern purpose did not yield before the piteous spectacle the girl presented with the tears yet hanging on her long lashes.

Her head lay on her arm. On the fore-linger of the hand was a circlet of gold. Without fear of awaking her, the plotter slipped it off. Leaving her in her artigged slumber, be tacked tbe door and took the key with him.

Half an hour later he stood in a little, ob«cure jeweler's shop. "Can you duplicate this ring?" he asked.

The jeweler examined the ring and the ibscription on the inner surface—two interlaced H's. "The ring I can match in two hours. The monogram is very delicate. It can not be reproduced short of three or four hours. Let us allow for any mischance. You may have the ring to-morrow, at noon." "That will not do. I must have the ring by half-past five, this afternoon." "Impossible! If the ring was already

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re pa red, the monogram could scarcely engraved in so short a time. You see that it is an exquisite piece of handiwork." "Well, let the monogram go but do not fail me in the ring Itself." "You shall have it, sir, without fail

At six o'clock Helen Princeton wore the false ring and a sponge, saturated with ammonia-and held to her nostrils by her father's hand, had roused her from her drugged slumber. "Step four!''

After tea, assumiugher usual duty of amanuensis to her father, she, among other things,addressed several envelopes, one being to her lover. When Harry's messenger made his second appearance, ber father requested her to hand him the package, and she, ignorant of the fatal inclosure, complied. With her own hand she stabbed her love to the heart! "Step five, and last!"

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Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have no inoens'd That I would set my life on any chance To merit It, or be ria on't." —Macbcth. "Helen! Helen! Helen!"

That was the cry of Harry Tranor's heart, and there was despair in it. He had preserved a brave front in the

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resence of old Jared Princeton, because would not be outdone in haughty pride but when alone he bad to face tbe cruel situation.

Would any girl in her sense* leave such a home ana forego tbe social position Helen Princeton held to link her fortunes with thore of a man like bim

To this question he answered: "What a consumate fool to aspire to ber!"

On tbe other hand, if she was willing to make such a sacrifice, what of tbe man who would accept it? And here he cridd: "What a villain to try to drag ber down!"

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tryst, he repaired to the spot and waited with feverish an hope tha tbe rain.

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Returning home disappointed he wrote her a letter, in which he poured forth all his heart in tbe mideit inconsistencies of love and self-reproach and pleading.

Then came the suspense of waiting for the return of his messenger, the conflicing hope and fear on seeing bim approach, tbe sickening foreboding on learning tbat be returned empty-banded the fierce cross-examination which would elicit only this: "Miss Helen sent word that she eould not reply at once but the messenger

might call again after: tea. when she would bave ber answer ready

What did it all mean by had not •he sent a tingle line—a word? Her own heart must have told ber tbe devouring anxiety to which bo would be a prey daring the interminable hours that would intervene before night.

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An Internal Revenue Officer Saved. PROVIDENCE, August 21,1SS2.

Editor of Boston Herald:

DEAR SIR, —During my torni of service in the Internal Revenue Department of theUnited States, at the time my office was in this city, I was afflicted with a severe attack of kidney disease, and at times suffers intensely. I received the medical advice of some of our best physicians for a long time, without being benetUed by their prescriptions.. Being discouraged by the failure of the doctors to help me, and being urged to uso Hunt's Remedy by a friend who had tested its merits, although reluctant to try a patent mcdicine, I was Anally induced to try tho Remedy, and procured two bottles of it. and commenced taking it faithfully according to the directions.

Before 1 had taken it three days the excruciating pains in tny Kick had disappeared, and before 1 had used two bottles 1 was entirely cured. Whenever, from over-exertion or a violent cold, the pains in tr.v kidneys return, a few doses of Hunt's Remedy quickly effects a cure.

Before closing I beg to mention the remarkable cure of a friend of mine in New York Citv, to whom I recommended this valuable medicine. He wis suffering severely from an attack which was pronounced by his physician a decided case of Briglit's Disease or' the kidneys. 1 obtained two bottles of Hunt's Remedy for him, and he commenced taking it, and began to improve at once, and was speedily restored to liealtli, and ho attributes the saving of his life, under tho blessing of a merciful Providence^ to Hunt's Remedy.

Another friend of mine in New York, to whom I recommended Hunt's Remedy, was suffering severely from kidney disease, and was entirely cured of it after using this wonderful mcdicine only a short period.

Feeling deeply grateful for the great benefits experienced by my friends and myself from the use o." Hunt's Remedy, I feel tt to be my duty, as well as a great privilege, to furnish you this voluntary and unsolicited statement of facts for tho information of your large number of readers, many of whom are undoubtedly suffering from this widelyspreading scourge, and I believe that it is tho best medicine now known, and that it will euro all cases of kidney diseases that can bo cured.

I shall be pleased to confer with any fine who may desire an interview regarding the statements herein contained. Truly yours,

RICHMOND llKNSHAW, Mower Street.

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