Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 40, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 March 1883 — Page 2

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PFOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, MARCH 31,1888

UNDER THE CHIN.

Tying her bonnet under her chin She tied her raven ringlets in, But not alone in the silken snare Did she catch her lovely floating hair, For tying her bonnet ander her chin She tied a young man heart within. —{Nora Perry.

And many a time that little chin He's heard from since, you bet and win! And bonnets she's had for her waven hair, And many a time he's been called a bear Aud now she is tnrowlng her ringlets back And says she shall have a sealskin saoque! —{Courier Journal. Buttoning the sealskin up to her chin, She glideth out and she glldeth in, And the eyes of women with envy are green But the erst young fellow is seldom seei Kor in a dark office he labors like sin, For the fairy who tied and roped him In. —{Chicago World.

Tying her bonnet under her chin IK not where the harm to that youth comes in Nor an office dark: but a big airy hall, With green covered table and cne and ball— Some friends, a supper, and a little gin— Ttiere'a where the harm to the youth comes in.

Jf a man can enjoy the good things of life. Why should he growl at the wants of his wife, And fume and scold, and tear and roar, And lay all the ills of the world at her door? And why should the fairy have roped tiim In, By tying her bonnet under her chin —[One of the Girls.

IRMA DOWEL

THE

Wronged Wife's Vow.

BY MORRIS REDWING.

Author of "Blind JVW/," "Beggar Prince "Joeli/d," "Stiver DaggerEtc.

CHAPTER I.

LOVE IN THE WILDERNESS.

It was the 13th of June, one of the pleasantest of the usually pleasant days that month contains.

The 13th of June and Irma Dowel's birthday, her wedding day, the happiest day of her whole life. "I am sixteen to-day," said Irtna, ss she stood beforfe the glass in her lowceiled bedroom, coiling her long, wavy, black hair over her plump, brown fingers. "Sixteen and a woman," mused the little beauty, a soft, lustrous love-light beaming from her liquid black eyes. "It acorns like a dream, the past month of my life. How strange that poor, little, ignorant me should attract such a grand, bravo, gonerous man as Noel. Noel How sweet tho name. I have known him scarcely a month, yet—yet I love him so much. It seems as though I had known him all my life, and now my life and love is to be blended with his. Oh, I am so happy!"

The girl had fastened her midnight hair in a heavy coil at the back of her regal head, and stood regarding the picture with clasped hands and half open lips, revealing a wull of pearl beyond their portals.

Irma Dowel was wondrously beautiful. Even she had waked to' the fact under the flattering tongue of Noel Nel* worne, who had coma from the great, busy, outside world only a month before, into the quiet forest life of Irhia Dowel, the squatter's darling niece, the only stay and comfort of a widowed1 mother's heart.

Only sixteen, unused to the wiles of a wicked world, with a nature as free from guile as a dove, little gipsy-faced Irma had been overwhelmed with surprise aud gratitude at the friendly notice of this splendid dtv fellow. He praised her eyes, her hair, her faultless form, and flattered her trusting heart until her grateful feeling merged finally into the deeper feeling of love. "Nowhere In the wide world have I met your equal,ray precious forest bird," said "Nelworne, iu uis soft, thrilling accents, that lulled the maiden's senses and bent her weak nature to his will.

While Irma stood motionless before the glass a step sounded without, aud the next moment the door was opened softly.

A woman's face was refle.ted in the glass. The girl turned to meet the anxious gaze of her mother. Mrs. Do .vel waa taller than her daughter, and at oue time had possessed all the remarkable beauty that was prominent in her child.

There was a tired, weary expression resting ou the face of Mrs. Dowel, a sad longing, touching the inner depths of nf

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mournful eves.

"Irma, my child, what are you doing? Dawding your time away before the glass. I was once as simple and trustful as you are now, and learned only by bitter experience the cruel nature of the world, the treachery and deceit of man."

The forest girl opened her eyes wide in astonishment, "What are you croaking about now, mother she said lightly. "I thought you approved of my choice. I thought you were proud of the grand, noble man 'who has condescended to make me his wife." "Condescended to make you his wife!'' with a bitter laugh. "Irma, no man should stoop to win a woman. If Noel Nelworne has made you believe that he is coming down from "No. no mother," cried Irma. quickly. "Noel has never intimated sucn a thing. He thinks I am a queen among women. He loves me to infatuation but I know how he has stoojxd from his high position and raised me to his level. "SVe are poor, mother, wretchedly poo. Noel knows it. He is rich, the pride of the circle In which he moves. For such a one to come to a poor forest

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aud make her his wife and place her a home of luxury speaks weil for his generous heart."

Mrs. Dowel sank into a seat and brushed astray tear from her eve. Somehow a strange foreboding of com-

ing evil oppressed afraid yoi self. Irma."

I am afraid you are deceiving yoor-

The young flirt's free grew troubled. She went over and laid a soft, brown band on the gray bead of her mother. "Mother, why have you said nothing of this before? Why nave you allowed me to go on, basking in the sunshine of the greatest happiness of my life, never utteting a word of remonstrance until it Is too late, until I am bonnd hand and foot in the chains of love? It fa too late now to influence me. Once, before I learned to love Noel, vou might have interfered and prevented this marriage now I shall die if Noel la driven from me."

There waa a deep earnestness in the maiden's voice as she spoke, her lithe form trembling visibly under tbe influence of powerful emotion. "It is indeed too late," murmured Mrs. Dowel. "You will marry this man and

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go from ns forever. La your new home you wiU forget your humble friends even your mother will no longer hold a place in your affections." "Mother, never speak like that You know me better," and Irma bent, with tear-wet eyes, and kissed her aged parent fondly. "While life lasts yon are tbe dearest of earthly friends. When I am once settled, my home shall be yours, and you shall bid farewell to this lowly cabin forever. Do you doubt me? Have I not been a dutiful child in the past?" "Indeed yon have, Irma," murmured Mrs. Dowel. "I will say nothing more to cloud vour wedding day, Irma. Do you think your cousin Gerald will be here?" "Ralph promised to return inside of six weeks. To-day is the dateset for his return," answered the girl, a sudden tinge of red dyiBg her olive cheeks. "If be does not oome?" "The marriage will take place all the same. In fact, I think it would be as well that Ralph was not present "Irma "I understand what you would say, mother," returned the maiden, quickly, "but Ralph knows nothing of Noel. Explanations would be disagreeable." "I had once hoped that you and Ralph "I understand. Ralph is but a boy, and that little love story he once whispered was forgotten even before Noel came. Ralph will feel the better for not being present. I hope he will not return untilafter I am gone." "Perhaps it is best so," returned," Mrs. Dowel, with a deep-drawn sigh.

Voices were now heard outside the oabin. There's Noel now!" exclaimed Irma, springing to the low window end peering out. in tbe front yard she saw three men.

The tall, gray-bearded, middle aged man ahead she knew to be her uncle, Hiram Dowel. One of the others was easily recognized by his tall form, rich dress and aristocratic bearing. The third man, a small, weazen-faced individual, with black hair and eyes, carried a small book under his arm and strode along with a pompous air.

He was the justice whom Nelwome had employed to perform the ceremony of marriage.

With a fluttering heart Irma turned from the window. "Oh, mother, they've come." "Whom do you mean "Noel, uncle, and the—the justice," a slight blush mantling her cheeks as she uttered the words.

The wedding was to be a quiet affaiv. The Dowels had no near neighbors, and as Nelwome had decided on having no regular wedding, his will was law with tbe residents of the forest cabin.

We shall not attempt to describe the affair that came off in the front room of the squatter's cabin. Suffice it to say that the ceremony was very brief, and that an hour after Irma's interview with her mother she was the wife of Noel Nolworne.

The month of Nelworne's sojourn in the woods had been a month of unalloyed happiness to Irma Dowel.

Now the fruition of all her dreams was attained. She was the wife of the grand, noble man whom she looked up to with a feeling akin to reverence.

He was the king among men. If she once thought of her bovish cousin Ralph, it was only to think of him as a friend.

Ralph and Irma]had beon warm friends for years. Deep down in the heart of Ralph Gerard there lurked a tender feeling, a feeling that grew apace as his dark-eyed bewitching, cousin grew to womanhood.

Even now, on Irma Dowel's wedding day, Ralph Gerard was speeding across tbe State toward the home of his charming cousin, little suspecting what had occurred during his six weeks' absence.

Three days went by. Three days of the purest ha Irma Dowel had ever experien

Out under the spreading branches of the forest trees that shaded the waters of babbling brodk the married lover* wandered on the afternoon of the third day after the marriage. 'I am

est

happy now," murmured the

blushing, sixteen-yoar-old bride, as she leaned confidingly on her husband's arm, looking up into hia dark, handsome face trustfully.'

He smiled, a queer look entering his brown eyes. "I hope nothing will ever come to mar our happiness, my pet," he said, softly, nding down and kissing her cheek tenderly. "Nothing can come, Noel," she returned. "I have your love and I am content." "Thanks, my pet. Are you not anxious to go to your city home?"

No. Where you are I am happy. Whenever you will, then I am reacfy to go." she returned, softly.

Just

then

step Bounded on the for

leaves.

A shadow darkened the waters of the brook. Irma uttered a little, startled cry, as she met the rebuking gaze of a pair of blue eyes.

A youth of twenty, neatly yet plainly clad, carrying a small traveling-bag in hand, stood before them. "Cousin Ralph!" exclaimed Irma. ••Ay, it's your Cousin Ralph," retorted the youth, rather, bluntly. "Whom have we here, holding such friendly intercourse with you, Irma?"

The maiden blushed and trembled, then turning to her cousin, said: "This is Mr. Nelworne, my husband. I hope you will be friends."

CHAP1ER II. 7 A VILLAIN SHADOWED.

"Your husband The words fell in a startled exclamation from the lips of Ralph Gerard, a look of pained amazement revealedon his face.

Noel Nelworne bowed and offered hia hand. "What cruel play is this, Irma said Gerard, his boyish face white to the lipe, not taking the profferred hand of Nelwome, but gajdng sternly into tbe face of his fair cousin.

Irma shrank from ber cousin trembling like a leaf, unable to utter a word. A frown mautled the brows of Nelworne. "The lady has spoken tbe truth, sir," hesaid, rather curtly. "I don't see anything in the fact that she la my wife to call for such rudeness from yon. I judge you are one of ber low relations, whom she will have tbe good sense to shun in the future,"

The white line about Gerard's lipa deepened, and hia white hands were clinched tightly.

Cousin

'Irma, Irma, is this true

It is true."

"And yon are this man's wife! In mercy's name, Irma, what have yon done

Nelworne advanced angrily in front of hia shrinking wife. "That will do, sir," be said, aternly. "I will not allow you to insult my wife. Yon will please me by departing at once."

Ralph Gerard turned toward tbe speaker, a threatening look in his blue eyes.

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVEJSTT'N'G MATT.

"You are her husband," he muttered through close shut teeth. "Your relationship only saves you from tbe chastisement yon richly meritthen turning to Irma once more: "Irma, Cousin Irma, this news

terrible shock to me. I can't reconcile myself to believe that you have-madly thrown yourself away on this man. Had I known what was going on during my absence I should have hastened back weeks ago. Heaven grant that you may never live to repent this mad freak."

Ralph Gerard turned on his heel and walked rapidly away in the direction of the house. "And that impudent fellow is your cousin, Irma?" "He is my cousin," she returned, her face white to the lips, "but I do not think he meant to be impudent." "Perhaps not. You will have nothing to do with such low people when we are once settled in our city home."

The tone was anything but pleasant. Irma grew palp, a sudden pain clutch ing her sensitive heart. "Ob, Noel, you can not mean that I am to ignore the friends of my childhood Cousin Ralph "I mean that when you go lo Cincin nati with me you cast your past life and its associations forever behind you. Is that sufficiently explicit?"

A deadly paleness came to her face tears starting to her eyes. He folded her tenderly to him, kissing tbe tears away. "We will not quarrel now, my pet, he said, soothingly. "Perhaps I spoke harshly, but you must remember how different your life and mine have been I have lifted you up to my own level. You area lady now, and as my wife will be expected to grace that station as becomes tbe wife of a man of wealth. Do you understand

Irma made no reply. She was weeping silently on his breast, while a frown mantled his brows. "A regular little innocent," he muttered to himself.

Then the vision of a beautiful blonde face reached his brain, reminding him of another place and another scence. "Shall we return to the house, my pet?"

Irma suffered herselt to be led away without a word. The tiniest shadow was just dropping its wings over her hitherto happy heart, and the guileless forest girl was soon to learn that even the man she,bad married believing him a god, was but an idol of clay.

It was midnight. Darkness hung her sable mantle over the forest. Under the dim starlight, outside of the Dowel cabin, the figure of a man paced up and dowi# in front of the house.

Through the gloom of night a white face gleamed. Ralph Gerard had struggled for hours to quell the passionate grief that folded his heart and soul.

Speeding on the express train westward from Detroit, Gerard had felt elated with hope and love. For months he had watchea the growing beauty of his cousin, for months he had been comforting himself with tbe assurance that Irma would one day be his wife.

She was sixteen and a woman in development, and he had resolved on risking his fate by putting the momentous question on his return from Detroit.

Need we wonder then at tho awful nature of the grief and amuzemeut, that oppressed him when he learned the truth

Away by himself he fought out the bitter struggle. Not one, not even Irma, understood the depth of nature possessed by Ralph Gerard.

Under the midnight stars he paced up and down, trying with tbe strength of bis manhood to crush out the hopeless love that consumed him.

Pacing thus in wretchedness of spirit, Ralph caught sight of a dim light burning in the oridal chamber.

Within that chamber struggled as restless a spirit as the one outside, pacing under the midnight stars.

That night Noel Nelwore had troubled dreams. Hia fair bride slept deeply, but the man at her side could not rest. Visions of a city home, of a pale, fair.hair$d, blue-eyed girl, haunted him, waking or sleeping.

At last Nelworne sprang from his couch, drew on his clothes and lit tbe lamp. "I've been a fool," he muttered, as he seated himself at a small table near the window. "This child-woman fascinated me beyond measure. I was mad, blind, idiotic to think of binding myself to her by the marriage tie. The thing is done, —but I must escape from the bonds, which are galling me to the quick. My infatuation is gone. I am myself ouce again. Poor little fool!" turning toward his sleeping Dride. "She thinks me a paragon of excellence. That cousin of hers loves her. That is good he can bave her for all of me. "Even now Virginia awaits my*cOming. Virginia, my peerless hot-bouse flower. This mad escapade shall find a fitting burial this night. "It's lucky I did not reveal my true name and place of residence. Noel Nelworne, of Cincinnati, will never be heard of after this night, while Angus Barnwell, of Detroit, will walk the streets free from danger of discovery. I will leave a line for my wife," a sinister smile raising his mustache as he whispered tbe name.

Tearing a slip of paper from a notebook which he baa drawn from bis pocket, the man hastily scrawled a few lines thereon and rose to his feet. "One farewell kiss, my pretty bird,'? be muttered, crossing the floor with noiseless tread, and oending over his sleeping bride.

Scarcely bad his lips touched her cheek when she stirred, a smile coming to her face.

Her lips moved and uttered his name lovingly. A frown mantled the brow of tbe treacherous villain. "Sleep on, aweet girl," be mutterei. "You will wake to trouble and woe soon enough."

Snatching another kiss, Nelworne grabbed up a small, leathern valise and crept softly from the room, carrying the lamp to guide him to tbe outer door. Here he extinguished tbe lightand passed out into tbe shadows of night.

As he glided away a dark form crept stealthily after him. Ralph Gerard had watched the light as it left the bridal chamber and flitted to the front door. As it waa extinguished, tbe youth crouched low beside tbe corner of the cabin.

He saw tbe door open and Nelworne pass out. "Now, then, we will see if Irma's trust has been betrayed," muttered Gerard, as be followea rapidly in tbe footsteps of the designing villain.

It was ten miles to tbe nearest railway station, most of the distance through tbe forest.

There was a narrow wagon road leading to the station, which Nelwome followed, closely shadowed by Gerard.

Tbe sun waa high In the heavens when Nelwome reached tbe depot at tbe station. **When will tbe next tnin depart

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"The first train west goet. at 8:45," said the ticket agent in answer to the gentleman's inquiry. "The train east?" "Goes at 10:20." "A ticket for Det

This was handed Nelwome. "You will change Cars at River Junction." said the agent. "Thanks."

Not ten feet from Nelwome stood a muffled form, with a slouch hat drawn low to conceal bis face.

It was Ralph Gerard, and he had beard every word that passed between the ticket agent and Nelworne.

Gerard had heard enough. He had his suspicions, and with close-shut teeth he glided from the depot and hastened on his return.

It was almost night when Ralph Gerard entered the house of Irma Nelworne.

After supper the youth strolled out in the wood. He had seen his cousin walking among the trees, and wished te speak with her. "Good evening, Irma. Why are you looking so sad? What has happened? Where is your husband?"

She looked up in his face, a moist light iu her dark eyes. "Oh, Ralph, Ralph, won't you forgive me?" I could not help it 1 loved nim so!" cried the young wife, laying both brown hands on his arm. "You speak of Nelworne?" "Of my husband, yes," "Where is he to-day, Irma?"

Gone to prepare for my removal to his city home." "What preparation is needed?" "His father "Was opposed to the match, eh?-' "Knows nothing of it. He is proud, and Noel fears bis displeasure." "And stole away like a thief in tbe night," said Gerald, bitterly. "Oh, Ralph!"

It's true. I saw him go, sneaking away like a thief." Irma's head drooped, hot tears filling her eyes. "Ralph, Ralph, you wrong Noel. He is everything that is good and noble. I do so want you to be friends." "Friends!" with a sneer. "Never! But you have not explained why your husband departed in the night, Irma."

For reply the young wife drew a folded slip of paper from her pocket and laid it in the hand of her cousin.

CHAPTER III. A NOTE OF WARNING.

Ralph Gerard ran over the note. 'IKMA, MY PKT: "I am off for Cincinnati to prepare my roud old father for my wife's leccption. foil wouder, of course, ut my departure ut ulght. I think It's strange myse f, but 1 dreaded the parting with you. 1 left a kiss on your lips, aud you sinilled approviugly as you dreamed of me. It was better so than having a scene iu the morning. You may look for my return in a few weeks. Till then, adieu. Your faithful NOEL."

Gerard's face was very white wMen he finished reading the letter, which bore the impress of deceit and villiauy on its face.

Poor Irma!" murmured Ralph, a sad, mournful light coming to bis eyes. "Ralph, Ralph, why are you so pale? Do you still blame me for marrying the man I loved? Do you hate me Ralph?'' "Hate you, no with a forced smile. 'Poor Irma!" and he bent down and kissed her as he had done many times before, when they were children together. "Poor Irma, you have made a terrible mistake. "Ralph, you are still bitter toward me, toward my noble husband." "Bitter toward him only, Irma. You tell me that you love this man. When you know that he is a villain of the deepest dye that he made you his wife out of sport, for a few hours of amusement that now he has deserted you forever, what will you say and do then?"

Irma's dark face grew gradually pale, dilating stran

her large dark eves dilating strangely. No man could be so wicked, Ralph.

My Noel is above suspicion." "Indeed! Poor little innocent. sorry for you, Irma." "1 do not ask for your returned with an angry flusl and brow. "No, but you have it all the same. Irma, my poor little girl, you have been deceived cruelly, basely deceived. This man, calling himself Nelworne, is an impostor. He has deserted you for the smiles of another. You will never look upon his face again. "Ralpb, Ralph, don't say that, don't say that don't you see bow even the suggestion of anything so awful hurts me. Ob, Ralpb, Ralpb!" and Irma laid ber bead against bis arm. ber slight form trembling from bead to foot. "Poor child," stroking ber masses of waving, midnight hair. "If Noel never returns, if yon find what I said is true, what will you do then, Irma?"

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She struggled free from bis caressing hand. What will I do? My Heaven Ralph do not ask me."

But you must learn the truth in time, Irma." She drew her lithe form up rigidly, her olive cheeks fading to an ashy hue, ber eyes fatrly blazing with aroused passion.

Ralpb! Ralph! for Heaven's sake do not tempt me to believe evil of Noel." But when you know that he has deserted yon

Deserted me," witlf a fierce glitter in ber eyes, a savage compression of ber full red lips. "I can not bear the shame. A deserted wife! Ob, Ralpb, have pity on me. When the time comes that I loose my faith iu Noel, then I will turn against all tbe world, then I will live only for revenge, revenge bitter as gall, sweet as Heaven, relentless as death! Don't tempt me, Ralph. I can not doubt my husband. I can not, I must not I shall go mad if I do."

How liercu and passionate she had grown. Tbe long slumbering tiger iu her nature was finding its way te the surface, and Ralph started back terrified at its betrayal. "You must know tbe truth, Irma," he said after a time. "I was up laat night when your husband departed. I followed him to tbe railway station." "For sbame, Ralph!" "Listen. I suspected the baseness of bis character. I acted a spy to satisfy myself. At tbe station Noel Nelworne bought a ticket for Detroit."

Irma pressed ber hand over ber heart to hoM back its wild throbbing. She forced a smile to her lips. "There's nothing wrong in this. Ralph," abe said, hoarsely. "Noel had businese in Detroit, doubtless. From there 1m will go to bis home in Cincinnati." "Poesibly, bat very unlikely." "I can not believe otherwise. Noel is true to me. 1 will not doubt, I bare not doubt. My soul's salvation depends on hia truth," moaned Irma, ber mind racked with many doubts yet dinging fondly to ber hope, tbe utter trust that was even now crumbling into dost, "Irma,"said Balph,taking his cousin's hot palm in his, "my resolution is taken. I love yon with my whole heart, my whole soul. Yonr happiness Is very dear to me, for that alone I work. Yon married a comparative stranger, trusting

him too far I fear. To-day I go from here, I may be gone weeks and months, haps for years, but when I return you will be the acknowledged wife of an honorable gentleman, or a base deceiver will j»y the forfeit of his villiany with his life. Till then, good by, my dear Irma."

He pressed a kiss upon her cheek*, drew her to him in one fond embrace, then released her and turned away.

An hour later a dark-robed little figure stole across the garden and entered the house.

In her little bed-chamber, Irma, tbe bride of a day, knelt down beside her conch and offered up a silent prayer for strength to withstand all the trials the future might bring to ber.

Just as the sun was departing from sight beyond the western horizon, a handsome, boyish figure stepped on board the eastern-bound express train with a ticket for Detroit in his hat.

Little did the villainous Angus Barnwell imagine that a detective was on bis track who would follow him to his doom as does the houud the red deer of tbe forest.

Ou reaching the City of the Straits, Ralph Gerard sought a third-rate boarding house, where he installed himself for the time.

The next thing in order was to procure a fitting disguise, for he did not wish to be recognized by the villian he was shadowing.

With a gray wig and false beard, dressed in a badly-fitting suit of faded jeans, our young friend presented the appearance of an impecunious countryman.

For a month Gerard lurked about the fasbiouable quarter of tbe city without making a discovery.

Letters passed between him and his cousin. Nelworne had not returned. Irma had heard nothing from him, so that Gerard believed he was still in Detroit.

The city directory did not contain the name of Nelwome, a fact that indicated that he must look for bis man under a different name.

The evening of the 13th of July. Tbe air soft and balmy, a calm, restful summers uight, such a one as putsus all in lo^e with tbis beautiful world and its surroundings.

An awkward countryman stood on the pavement in front of an aristocratic mansion half shrouded in trees.

Leaning against the iron railing, the man gazed with wistful longing through the dim vista of trees to the brilliant jets of gaslight each side the broad doorway.

People were passing through the broad entrance twos ana throes. A soft radiance touched tbe statuettes, and glinted on the spiral streams shooting up froiu crystal fountains.

Some one brushed against the countryman. "Hello! old man, what aro you doing here

A rough-looking laborer confronted the spy. "Tailing a look at these grawfl folks. Who lives here, my friend ?"said the couutrj'man in a nasal undertone. 'Stranger here, eh infSttered the man. j| "Some'at, yes." "This 'ere »the houss&f Warren Grenfells. Thero's to be a high old time tonight they say." "Ah, they do ?f curiously. "Yes," returned the laborer, leatfi ng up against the railing. "Yes, there's.to be a grand weddin'." "Ah!" "Grenfells is a rich old idog, •with only one chick an' cbild,fh#ptetcy^rarginny. "And she's about to leave him." *s "Yes, more's the pity." f* "Not a suitable match?" "Not in theeyeaof honest folks. Varginny's a good gal, kind as an angelter poor folks. Gus Barnwell's a wild scapegrace, 'ith more money than brains. Drinks like a fish gambles and carries on to the highest notch. "Poor girl," muttered Gerard. "Yon 'may well say that, old man. Come, ye goin' along "No. Ill stay here awhile." "That's all the good 'twil do ye boss," muttered the laborer with a laugh as ha passed on.

The disguised Gerard crept closer to the wide gate through which a carriage was passing.

A dark suspicion entered his brain. What if tbis Gua Barnwell was the man he|aought. He might be. At all events, Gerartl resolved to watch and ain a sight of the bridegroom if possile.

With tbe utmost ease tbe youth scaled tbe fence and crept up toward tbe widentranoe to the house.

Pausing in tho shadow of a tree be caught sight of a well-known face and figure. Gerard drew his note-book from his pocket and wrote on one of the leaves bastily.

Tearing this free be folded it carefully. 'If my suspicions are oorrect, I must stop this unholy marriage," muttered Gerard as he crept cautiously forward.

Two men were standing just out of tbe glare of tbe gaalight. Toward tbem the spy made his way.

The two men were conversing in low tones. Gerard started perceptibly at the sound of one voice.

He recognized it surely. Tbe speaker was Noel Nelworne. His companion was ah old man, and Gerard rightly judged him to be Warren Grenfells. "I suppose Virginia is anxiously waiting my coming," said tbe voice of tbe younger. 'I suppose so," returned his companion. "Virginia felt a little worried at your long absence last spring. I suppose that has been satisfactorily explained, however. You must care for my little Virginia tenderly, Angus. I

Just then tbe tall form of a man rose almost beside tbe speaker. "Hello! what's this?' exclaimed Barnwell, starting forward. "Is tbis Mr. Angus Barnwell "That's my name," returned the young profligate gruffly. "This is for yoO then."

Barnwell feltaslipof paper thrust into his band. "What ia it, Angus?" questioned Mr. Grenfells, curiously. "I will aee in one minute."

Barnwell walked to tbe light in order to read the note that Gerard had written but a minute before. "Anors BAXXWZLL, BKWAKE "Dare to consummate this mockery

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MRS. GEO. DAW LEV, of 76 Knight BUVCI, iTovidenee, lu I., Males to our rwpom-r experience with tlie wonderful ennuivo ertica of wuat is destined soon be lit--standard and leading speeiiie of UiO viumi •wide world for kidney aud liver utsva&ss etc. Mrs. 1). says:

Early last spring I w.is severely aSiicteil with torpidity of tbe kiui.eys aiui tu.argema: of Uio liver, uid the kidney d:so .iM vs:k* ujiou iue so fast a:id suddenly thai IK \K* 1 was scarcely avraxo of tho causo -f my 1 becawo badly bloautl, and i:»y limbs very much swolieu, so I'aat it wv.'.i great difficulty and severe i-ai:i tii: 1 to walk any. 1 became dreadfully tr«:ub"w.l by being (short-brvathed, so that ev_:i nsJgh exertion or a little exercise wouiu u:v almost to exhaustion, a ad I was so dlsi.v.-soi when I retired nights that 1 eou'.il .-Ici-v, and was vorv r^tk'-ss. One *.i :y V..., .j especially bad a Very severe m,r\Cw which always see:aed to be more ^vv:o night than at auy other timo, &nd ov ..i queutly ache so t-harjily as to arouso :.k' sleep. 1 was very nervous and ur.can:for aI.« all the time, and was beiug doetorcd, a: .! taking all kinds of medicine for this complaint and that and the other, but ail to n. good purpose, until at about the liv.ie when I waa tired out, and somewhat disgusted a: almost discouraged with medicines and doctors, a relative and highly-esteemed frienu persuaded me to try Hunts Kemedy. 1 log ut to t-ake it a few days ago, and am hapjii'.y disappointed by tho result, for before 1 had used a bottle of it 1 began to feel relieved, and soon commenced to sleep splendidly the severo nervous pains In my limb which 1 had to har.dlo so tenderly do not appear any more, my headache and backacho have disappeared, I fed well every way, and rest well at night. The swelling has disappeared from my body and limbs. I am now able to d. my bouscv.v.rk comfortably and easily. Hunt's Remedy has certainly done wonders for me.

MRS. GEO. PAWUIY

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A. \T. BROWN, M. P., of Providcnce, !l. I. says, "1 haveusedllunt'sRomedyiniiiy ]r u'tiee for the past sixteen years, and c.hcevfuljy rccommend it as being safe and reliable."

Hunt's Remedy is purely a vegetable compound, scientifically prepared by a rtrst-elass registered pharmacist, and will surely cur" all diseases of tho kidneys, bladder, liver, and urinary organs. Co it.

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