Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 34, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 February 1883 — Page 3

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

Tried for Murder.

Continued from Second Page. But tbe hoars passed—how, he knew not—and be again awaited the return of bis messenger, heard his coming footsteps bad bis eye on the extendea letter!

Harry Tranor snatched the letter from the boy, feasted his eyes on the superscriptian, and sank into a chair, feeling faint with the tide of emotion that set back, on bis heart. His head fell forward on tbe table, and be struggled, with great, heaving sobs, while his lips rested against the lines her dear hands had traced.

When he regained self-mastery there were tear-strains on tbe envelope, and tears yet bnng yet on bis eyelashes.

He kissed tbe superscription again aud tore open the envelop, murmuring: "Dear one! dear one!"

He tore opeq the envelop and discovered He uttered a sharp cry and then gazed into the envelope again to make sure that there was no other inclosure than what be held in his band. He dasbed away tbe tears that were begining to blincl him, and tore two of the remaining edges of the envelope, so that it lay open, a flat piece of paper. Then he began to pant.

A moment so, and he ran to the head of the stairs, and in a voice that sounded strangely to himself, it was so sacred called: "Johnny!Johnny!" "Y'es, sir," came in a boy's tremble, and bis messenger remounted the stairs two at a time. "Johnny, who gave you this letter?" "Miss Helen, sir." "Are von sure it was Miss Helen "Yes," sir. I know her very well. She's mv Sunday-school teacher."

And she gave it to yogi with her own hands?" "Yes sir." ,* "Ami what did she say?" "Nothing, sir." "Not a word?" "No sir."

Harry Tranor re-entered his room, leaving the wondering boy on the landug of tbe stairs. He did not dismiss hini. He had forgotten all about him.

In his hand be held the torn envelope tearing Helon's inscription, bis own letter of tbe morning unopened, and the -engagement ring. That was the blow that bad Htunned his heart.

With a face like marble, he walked to the grate and deliberately dropped the torn envelope, the unopened letter and the ring into the ued of glowing coals.

Then he buttonod his overcoat up to the chin, slouch.d his hat over his eyes, and went out into tbe night.

Looking at his white, sot lips and the hard glitter in his eyes, any one would have said that he was a desperate man.

Twelve o'clock—midnight. A man, whose heavy overcoat and slouched hat are dripping with rain, entered Torn Wlllett's saloon, walked up to the bar, and In a hoarse voice ordered:

Brandv!" The bottle was set before him. He tossed off three glass almost in a breath, and without water.

As he threw bis head back to swallow the liquor, the light iell upon his face, the death-like pallor of which was in ghastly contrast with his black hair. His eyes seemed to almost scintillate. "Ah mv line gentleman, soyoa'rdup to your old tricks again," muttered Tom Willets. "I know'em Tbevmavsign temperance an' kick up the devil's own row, but they gits thirsty, an' tb^n look out! He'll take the lightnin' express now fur awhile to make up lost time. Hold on! I'll kick him when he's in the gutter yet."

Passing up a flight of stairs, the man pushed open a green baize door bearing the legend:

I ELDORADO PARLORS. I

and entered an elegantly-furnished hall, where he saw perhaps a score of men vrere gathered about three tables.

The man whom we havo followed sat •down at one of the tables and gambled with a recklessness that seemed to defy fate. In an hour he had not a penny in the world. "Hatter luck to-morow, Mr. Tranor,' said the dealer, with a smile like a death's-head. "Yes. to-morrow," replied Harry, with a ghastly contortion of the features, as he pushed back his chair.

Without warniug, his hand went up to his head, something metallic glistened in the gaslight, and there was a sharp click of a descending pistol-hammer but the cup must have been damp, for It did not explode.

Soveral sprang to disarm him but throwing the uselees weapon on the floor he rushed out Into the night, bare-head-ed and cloakless.

Poor humanity!

CHAPTER VII.

HORnORS OF THS NIGHT. "Ia th**r« a crime

Beneath the roof of heaven, that stains the Of man with more Infernal hue than damoM Awaaatnatlou!" —CiWx-ri Vmtar in

At fifty

years

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of age old Mr. Princeton

prided himself ou having "a clear reo-

0tHo

had despised the world too much to stop to anything underhanded and now that hls'flrat Intrigue was against his own daughter, he despised himself with a bitterness only equaled by his hatred of the mau who was the cause of his abasement.

Ths air of the room seemed to suffocate him, ami he took refuge in the darkness and storm. "This is Mr. Princeton Is it not? Oh, elr! stop one moment, please."

In the uncertain light of a woman with fluttering garments crossed the street aud intercepted his hurried walk. "Come! come! my good woman. I never give alms. Go to those whose business it is to attend to such things," said old Jared Princeton, iuipatieutly, aud would have passed on. "Have I asked for alms, sir?" demanded the girl. "I am no beggar,* "Well,I have noftiene for business now. Come to me in the morning. Though I can not conceive what yon can want. -You have dime to at tend my business, sir. if vou cure anything for your daughter's happiness and the honor of vour family." "Eh, woman! My daughter? What have vou to say about her?

With a thrill somewhat akin to terror, old a re*l Princeton grasped the girl's arm. "Oh! you hurt me!" she cried. "I txg your pardon but speak

ile relaxed hi# grasp somewhat, but

terre haute

still held her arm, and shook her in his impatience. •'There is a man by the name of Mr. Harry Tranor— "Iranor "Oh! Let go my arm, please."

He did so. "Well, what of him "I overheard him yesterday paying his addresses to her, and-and Oh, sir you are &n hoixor&bi© roan, xou will not wish him to marry vour daughter when another girl has abetter right to him Even if the law does not recognize my claim, yon will, for your own

I love him, indeed I do though

he has wronged me and may be I can get him back if she does not take him away from me. Have pity on me and my child "What do you mean to say? cried old Jared Princeton, his stern lip quivering with passion. "He promised to marry me, sir, and was a poor girl, and didn't know how cf-uel and wicked DeoDle can be," sobbed

did he dare to put such an insult

on a Princeton?" muttered the proud old man, paying no heed to the weak complaints of the girl. "Cui-se him Tbe car! the infernal bound Ill have bis life-blood for this!"

In his self-absorption he began walk so rapidly that the girl had to run to keep at nis side. "You won't let him marry her sir, will you? bnt don't tell him why.. If he knew that I bad interfered he would iiato in©*'' "Who* are you?" demanded Mr Princeton, stopping again. "Fanny Morton, sir. I'm stopping with Mrs. Taskair. You may know her?" "Very well. That will do. Now leav me. Stop vou may And this useful."

From bis vest pocket be drew forth some money and put It in ber hand. IYou're too good. sir. I can't thank you enough, I'm sure."

As the girl received the money, visions of a gaudily trimmed bonnet, which she had seen In a milliner's window, flitted before her mind.

Pah! Money salves the wounds or all the sordid crew," fiercely muttered old Jared Princeton, as he strode on thumping tbe ground sharply with his walking-stick. "To think that a daughter of mine could love a man who could stoop to such—such—scum. Love him and defy her father. By Heaven, It is monstrous, monstrous! The dog if I but had him within reach of my cane!"

The rage of the proud old man was at its height, when he came face to face with a man buttoned up to tbe chin like himself, but otherwise seemingly unheedful of the storm, so deep was his preoccupation.

The light from the lamp of a passing carriage showed the two men each other's

fft"The

very man, by all the furies

muttered Mr. Princeton, and throwing his cane across in front of him, to obstruct the way, he cried "Stop, sir! A word with you if you please." "Eh!" cried the other, sharply, and starting back as if expecting a blow. "Oh! Mr. Princeton, I believe. Can I do anything for you, sir?"

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"The Insolent cur Sarcastic, is he? thought tbe old gentleman, with sucb an ebullition of wrath, that he could scarcely repress the words that sprang hotly to his Hps but In a voice as contemptuously formal as he had adopted In the mornlug, he said "If Mr. Tractor's time Is not too much occupied to give me a few mluutes' audi-

you to believe, sir, that Mr.

SYanor's tlttie ia entirely at your disnosal "At our interview this morning I was not in possession of certain tacts which have since come to my knowledge."

Thus far the old man got, and then he choked with his sense of the Insult of fered his daughter.

The younger mau started then took advantage of the other's pause. "Ah, Ithlnk, sir

Here he checked himself,coughed, and added: "Pray, proceed."

His confusion was not lost on the elder gentlemau. "Ha! He suspects what is coming. He is on his guard. He will brazen it out," thought he, wrathfullv. "Mr. Tranor," he said aloud, with incisive deliberation, "I have just made the acquaintance of your more than friend, Miss Fanny Morton!" "What!"cried tbe young man, and fairly leaped back. "Ha-ha!" mused old Jared Princeton. "That was a center-shot. My gentleman was not prepared for it, and the bomb fell Into a sleeping camp."

Aloud he said "I beg your pardon, sir. Did I nof speak with sufficient distinctness I not two minutes since met and held con verse with Miss Fanny Morton."

Tho young man drew his hand across his forehead. In a constrained voice he said:

So Fanny Morton is in tojvn, and you have just seen her?" "She had a very interesting story to relate with reference to you." "Ah! About me?" "She is a particular friend of yours?" "Ye-es. I suppose she might be considered such. That is to say—she said the younger man, ,wlth a careless laugh

Heaven

IQt? eiucr uimi uaauIUU uia UCI ously. His pent up fury was surgiug to tbe very brink o! toe barrier. very "No. I don't know but I shalt laugh oa the other side of my mouth before I get through with this infernal scrape," said tbe other bitterly. "Indeed you shall! indeed yon shall!" cried old Jared Princeton, his wrath leaping the bounds. "When so graceless a cur has heaped such deadly insult on me and mine, I have but one reply. My only regret Is that the chastisement can not be a public one."

He raised his cane and advanced threateningly. The younger man knew that he had no mean antagonist in the sturdy old veteran. So fierce was the assault that he was forced to retreat and ward off tBe rain of blows with bis arms, while he cried: "Have a care old man! This is the second time I have felt the weight of your stick. I have a debt of fifteen year*' standing which I am sworn to repay "Av! I remember thrashing a young reprobate for pilfering from my orchard. The boy has proved father of the man."

By this time the assailant had pressed the assailed across tbe street, until he could retreat no further, without taking to actual flight, because of an opposing bank of earth.

The young man was now parrying the Mows with his left hand, while his right went beneath his coat. "Hold, or you are a dead man!" he cried. "Not while this good stick remains nnbroken!" retorted tbe stout old man.

There was a flash, a sharp report, and with a groan old Jared Princeton fell upon his face, while his murderer sped away through the darkness, muttering:

'I had sworn to be revenged, and he brought it upon bis own head." He had gone scarcely a hundred paces, when tbe figure of a wo/nan flitted across the street to meet him.

In the darkness he could not distinguish her features, but he recognized ber voice when she whispered: "Harry! Harry! Oh! what have you done? I heard a pisiol! Have you killed him?" "You here?" was the angry reply 'what do you mean by dogging me about from pillar to post?"

Tbe girl's anger took fire' at bis contemp to us tone. "Why do I follow you?" she repeated. "To whom shall I go it not to you?" "I wish you had g«ne to the devil before ever I saw you!-' "In that case I would not be here now to frustrate your pretty plans of matrimonial felicity, I suppose," cried the girl, fierce with jealousy. "Harry Tranor, yon shall never marry Miss Princeton, never!" "Ah!" exclaimed the man, sharply and after perhaps'five seconds' pause he replied: "Fanny Morton. I will marry Miss Princeton in despite of man or devil!" "Never! Ill denounce you as a murderer!" "You will, will you?" WUHP

She saw he meditated an assault. She would have cried "murder!" but his fist felled her to the earth, and the cry stopped midway in ber throat.

Once more he fled. Ah, Helen Princeton, what sorrow awaits you.

The relation of this remarkable case of circumstantial evidence and test of woman's faith will be continued in tbe Saturday Evening Mail next week.

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Landlord Tim.

We possessed a landlord once in ou? pleasant little Canadian village, and the said landlord was witty ana harmless, but an inveterate "exaggerator." Stranger or friend were pleasantly entertained of an evening by listening to his impossible, though truthfully told, yarns, and many a guest felt.he received his money's worth of combustible chin, besides his board thrown in. Ho would tell about feeding bushels of corn to a wild goose that daily visited his father's "lower farm," and at last, shooting it with a rifle, found half of the bullet on either side, split by the breast bone, Beautifully would he relate his favorite, v. pigeon yarn. Noticing hundreds of this game in a tree one day And having only a rifle he was sorely "perplexed as to the best means of making a fruitful discharge. Brains brought into requisition so plentifully his head ached, quickly set him clear. Choosing the fullest limb, he fired, splitting it, and as the bullet passed through the limb their toes dropped in and held them fast. While sawing off the limb it suddenly broke ana let pigeons and all into the stream below. Wnen lie reached the shore' again he had ninety-seven pigeons in his hands and a peck of small fish in his boots.

Tim," said Henderson, a new comer, one night after Tim had finished his imaginative triumph, "Tim, I eliot at some pigeons years ago I had as good a double-barreled gun as was ever made, and saw clouds of pigeons not more than twenty-five yards away. I let go both barrels at the same time and how many do you suppose I killed?" '\S "Did you sav you had a double-bar-reled shot-gun?" inquired Tim. "Yes, sir, double-barreled and a good one."

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"Oh, I don't know," said Tim thoughtfully "say 200." "No, sir," said Henderson, with an air of satisfied expectancy, "no, sir, not a single one!"

A Ten Thousand Dollar Well. General Phineas Banning is building a very large well, at a cost of about $10,000, in Wilmington, Cal.,* his purpose being to supply that town with pure water. The well is twenty-five feet in diameter, and has reached a level some forty feet below the surface of the earth. In the interior of this circular hole a huge wooden lank, hooped together with iron bands, and each stave twelve inohes square, has been built. The inside of this tank, which is bottomless, is hooped with bands of railroad iron, and formed so that the bottom flares outward and is wider than the top. the earth is removed from the bottom of the well this mammoth bottomless tub, one foot thick, sinks downward, thus forming- a watertight wall. On top of this wooden structure a brick wail is being built as the hole becomes deeper. The water enters the well at the bottom in large volumes, but it is kept almost dry by tbe operation of a large steam pump, which runs night and day. There is room for twenty-five or thirty men to work upon the bottom of this well.

Protecting His Character.

Entering the shop of his Sixth avenue tailor the other day, he said: "Sir. I owe you $60." "Yes, sir, you do." r, "And I have owed it for a year." "You have."

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"And this is the fifth postal card you haye sent me regarding the debt." "I think it is the fifth." "Now, sir, while I cannot pay the debt for perhaps another year, 1 propose to protect my character as far as possible. Here are twelve two-cent stamps. You can use them in sending me twelve monthly statements of account, and can thus save your postal cards and my feelings it the same time."

It is said that the tailor has credited the 24 cents on account and feels that be has secured more of the debt than be had any reason to hope for.— Wail Street Xcw.

Matrimonial Stories.

At a recent fashionable wedding' after the departure of the happy pair, a dear little girl, whose papa ana mamma were among the quests, asked, with a child's innocent mquisitiveness: "Why do they throw things at the pretty lady in the carriage?" "For luck, dear," replied one of the bridesmaids. "And why," again asked the child, "doesn't she throw them backP" "Oh," said the young lady, "that would be rude." "No it wouldn't," persisted the dear little thing, to the delight of its doting parents who stood by, "ma does." "Do you pretend to have as good a judgment as I have?" said an enraged wife to her husband. "Well, no," he replied, deliberatively, "our choice of partners for life shows that my judgment is not to be compared{with yours. In matters of controversy, however, the woman usually has the best of it. A witty old author advises men to avoid arguments with ladies because in spinning yarns among silks and satins a man is sure to be worsted and twisted and when a man is worsted and twisted he may consider himself wound up. The above retort might be matched by a dozen others culled from domestic controversy in which the woman has come off triumphant. "Really, my dear," said a friend of ours to his better half, "you have sadly disappointed me. I once considered you a jewel of a woman, but you've turned out to be only a bit of matrimonial paste." "Then, my love," was the reply, "console yourself with the idea that paste is very adhesive, and in this case will stick to you as long as you live." "See here," said a fault-finding husband, "we must have things arranged in this house so that we shall know where everything is kept" "With all my heart," sweetly answered his wife, "and let us begin with your late hours my love. I should dearly love to know 'where they are kept." He let things run on as usual. It is not often, however, that one comes across such a crushing retort as that which a Sheffield husband received from his wife the other day through the medium of the public press. He advertised in one of the local journals that he, Thomas

A would no longer be answerable for the debts incurred by his wife, who seems to havo been a truly amiable creature, if one may judge from the advertisement which she published next: day in reply: "This is to notify that I, Elizabeth A am able to pay all my own debts now that I have got shut of Tommy."

Some husbands would be obliged to confess, if they told the plain, unvarnished truth, that when they led their wi/6s to the altar their leadership came to an end. "Your future husband seems very exacting he has been stipulating for all sorts of things." said a mother to her daughter who was on the point of being married. "Never mind mamma," said the affectionate girl, who was already dressed for tfye wedding, "these are his last tfishes.*'' This is a complete reversal of the rule laid down by Ihe old couplet. Man, love thy wife thy husband, vrtfe, obey. Wives are our heart we should be head alway. In many instances the state of the case is*hither something like the' following: "If I'm not at home from the party tonight by 10 o'clock," savs the husband to liis better and bigger half, "don't wait for me." "That I won't," replied the Jady, significantly, "I won't wait, but I'll come for you." Ho is home at 10 o'clock precisely.

Of Mrs, Cornwallis West, Mrs. Langtry's chief rival as a "professional beauty," in tbe Prince of Wales' set, a correspondent writes: "Until 1 was told which she was, I had supposed it was some opera bouffe actress who had got into the place by mistake, she was so painted and powdered over cheek, arms and neck her eyes were so picked out with belladonna, her corsage was so decollete, lier voice was so loud and boisterous, and her poses and her gestures had such a decided smack of the heroines of Offenbach aud Do Cocq."

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There was a moment oi silence for the traveler to light his pipe, and then he oontinued: "Yes, it's a shame. I'd like to run a hotel like this for a year." "Well. I'll sell out to you." "You? What have vou got to do with it?" "Oh, Tm owner and landlord!" was the calm reply.

Tbe traveler didn't try to smooth it over or laugh it off. He knew that anything he could say would be adding insult to injury."—Detroit Free Press.

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