Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 44, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 April 1883 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

IRMA DOWEL

OB THl'

Wronged Wife's Vow.

BT JH0BRI8 BKOWim.

Author of "Bund Neil," "Beggar Prime" "JoeUa," uUver Dagger? Bte.

(Commenced in The Mall, March SI. Back •ambers sent to any address for five cent* a mom, or subscriptions may commenoe from feat date.]

CHAPTER XIII. RRB8T Or THB HMUOOLBBS.

Early in the evening of a m^sty after* noon, a light skill, manned by four men, sbot out from the Canada shore, not far from the entrance to Lake Si. Clair.

Two of tbe men pulled the oars, the •tber two seeming to be passengers. A heavy fog rested on the surface of tbe river, shutting out all observation. ••It's just the night for oar visit, Balpti." "Not a pleasant evening, I'm sure/ returned (Jerard. "There'll be less danger of pursuit," "Pursuit? From what source, pray?

Kenwood feared be bad made a mistake in con tiding too much to bis friend "Tbe custom-bouse bilks, Ralph They are sharp-eyed villains, but ibey sin tsharp enough for Warlong,' spoke op Ralph unsavory brother-in-law. "The.v'll lirrd out some day, Dick,' returned (jlerard "Mayhap. 1 don't propose to follow this biixinos* much longer, anybow."

The Hi tie party did not Nee the pecond boat, manned by half a score of men ateMlitig after them through tbe fog.

Tbe officers bad gained a clew, and were following It most sharply Tbe Michigan shore was reached ere long

The first Inmt gilded up the river, entered the lake, and in tbe course of an hour came to land in a secluded spot nnder amass of drooping willows.

The four inert stepped ashore. The skiff was drawn up Into the bushes, and the little party walked inland

Ten minutes later another boat came to land, almost in the same spot, and half a score of men leafed on shore. "Hist, boys!' said the leader.

must move with caution. There's only four of the rascals, yet tbey may give us fouhle If we allow them to notice our approach. I have msde important discoveries. Old Oreufells' runaway glrlN concealed In this smuggler retreat, and we can kill two birds with one stone if we are only discreet. Nlcberson's an lno(1«n»ive fellow, and I don't think will make the least resistance. Are you ready, boys?" "ifceady. Captain." "We must surround the house. I will go to the door, and when it isopenedslx of you will make a rush inside the others will guard tbe windows and back door,

A grunt of approval was tbe answer to this low-spoken speech. Virginia was pleased more than she cared to own at this visit from Orville Kenwood.

Dick Warlong and his companion withdrew to aback room to hold a consultation with Nlckersoiji. "I have brought a friend with me, Vir

£r.Gerard."Kenwood.

nla," said "Miss Orenfells,

The youth bowed, thrilled at the beauty of the young girl. "Mr. Gerard is a cousin to Angus Barn well's wife,' continued Kenwood "He has told me a story that entirely confirms the truth of that poor woman's narrative as related to you. Tbwre -an be no use of your remainiug away longer. That justice may be done, it is your duty, Virginia, to return and convict Align* Barnwell of his crimes."

Before the maiden could reply a thundering rap came on the fron» door. This was an unusual occurrence.

Nickerson and the two smugglers came In from the back room Mrs. Nickersotl turned pale, while a look of alarm swept over more tbauone la e.

Dick Warlong sprang to the door, Before he could reach it it was thrust open, aud half a score of men poured luio the room.

The women screamed as six gleaming revolvers were leveled at their friends. '•Surrender,you smugglers! 'thunder ered the police captaiu.

The swarthy face of Dlok Warlong grew sllgtuly pale. He laid his hand on hi* hip. 'Draw that man.

"Stop!" cried tbecaptaln, "1 weapon and you area dead ma

They were caught. This fact could not be denied and in less time than it takee to tell it. the tive men found themselves handcuffed. "Neatly done, by George!" ejaculated the poltve CHplain. "Umni Heaven! you a smuggler, Oreille Kenwood?" exclaimed Virginia.

A smile swept the face of Kenwood. "Don't alarm yourself, Virginia,' he •aid, quickly.

Those men are going

too far. Captain Clayton, you shall euflbr for this outrage." The captain laughed grimly. "Injured innocence,' h©sneered.

Then turning to Virginia: "Miss Grenfells, it seems that I have had tne good luck to find you here in this smugglers den. It becomes my duty to you conveyed safely to your home. Your disappearance has created a great stir. Your father i* nearly dew! with grief.

Virginia shrank back from tbe gaae of the officer. Ral|»b Gerard was perhaps the most Indignant person preseut.

He waxed at his manacled wrists, then Into the face of the police captain, a queer expression resting on his pale face

You are Captain Clayton, of tbe city police?" said Gerard, slowly. Tbe captain bowed. "What have you arrested me for?" "You'll find that out soon enough my msn.*" .... "I'm a smuggler, am I? "It

looks

that way," sneered Clayton.

"You are going to take MtssGrenfells back to her father against her wishes, a re "Even so. Perhaps her husband will receive her after what has happened perhaps not." ^Jlaytoo glanced at Kenwood as he

**"Tbe Immaculate Angus BamweHJ retorted Gerard, angrily. "Idon'tthins he'll thank yoo to bringing me back to JDetrolt." **I is not working In tbe intersex ••Of that aw—rint Perhaps not, bat It looks that way now.*'

Tbe officer frowned angrily. *•111 not bandy words with yon longer. OOOM, boys, let na return: we have no tlaaato waste here."

M^NkckeraooclaMto»-rh«b«Hl's

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DOCK and begged piteoualy for them to leave him behind, but the officer waa inexorable. .. '•Then I will accompany him the young wife.

C,*VTon

company us." There was no help fot «t. Mrs. Nickerson

•aid

$ot now. I csn't be bothered with more than one woman, said Captain

"are unnecessarily harsh, Captain

Clayton," said Kenwood. "You're a vile scoondn Dick Warlong, speaking time since tbe sieizute. "Come, that will do lor you." retorted the captain. "Mrs. Barnwell, you will oblige me by

preparing

yourself to ac

gsve

her a heavy cloak

and bat. and tbe maiden was soon ready

^••Goocikby dear lady. Heaven biess and comfort you. Yoo have been a troe friend to me, and I am very grateful, said Virginia, as the party was leaving the room.

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chAPTER XIV.

A BKVBLATIOI*.

There was a sharp report and the jing

"$ie bony fingers of Jude Bike relaxed their grip, and the man plunged beadlong to the door.

The darkness seemed to depart, and Irtna struggled to save herself fr«m falling, clutching at tbe rough wall, trembling, affrighted, yet strangely relieved "Saved!" she gasped, as her eyes rested on tbe prostrate form of tbe rufflau on the floor, weltering in bis life bl«x»d.

A moment later the door opened and a man entered the room. Irma gazed with a wild amazed stare into the face of her rescuer. "Uncle Hiram!' "Ay, it's Uncle dlrain. and in time, thank heaven! to save your life, Irma,' said

Dowel,

as be clasped bis niece to his

heart. How came you here? questioned tbe girl in low tones. "Did you think I could remain at borne when you were gone I knew noi where, or Into whatdanger? No I came at once to Detroit when I learned of your freak. Yoitr mother was more alarmed for^your safety than I. She would not remain at home, so, as a matter of course, I was compelled to bring ber with me.'* "Mother in Detroit!' cried Irma, in dismay. "Yes. She's terribly anxious about you. We've been here several days- It was by the merest chance that I saw yon liter thatcarriage wish that stranger. 1 followed as fast as I could, believing that some terriole danger threatened u. You have to thank me lor saving your life, Irtna,'' "Which I do from the bottom of my heart, uncle. Is that man dead?"

She pointed to the heap on the floor Hiram Dowel been over the fallen man and examined the wound. "Quite dead," said Dowel. jv "What will you do now, uncle? "Give myself up at once. Of course there'll be some trouble, but I *an prove that it

was

to save your life that

fired

tbe fatal sbot." When Hiram Dowel reached the fisherman shanty, he did not stop to look after the man in the carriage, but rushed to the rescue of his niece at once.

When the two again reached tbe open air, the man aud carriage were nowhere to be seen.

Uncle and niece walked back toward the city. "You think your husband hired this man to murder you, Irma?" "I am sure of it.' ~-f 8he then related tbe result of her interview with Barnwell. "A plain case,' muttered Dowel. "We shall soon have the villain concerned.' "I have heard nothing of Gerard, uncle, Have you mot him since coming to tbe city •No." •I fear something has happened to him.'' "If so, Barnwell is at the bottom of it." "Yes."

On reaching the city Dowel went to a magistrate and told bis story. He was allowed to go on promising to return in the morning.

The next morning a coroner's jury viewed the body of the dead fisherman. An examination was held, and Hiram Dowel was allowed to go free on the testimony of Irma, no other witnesses being present.

Mrs. Dowel was overjoyed to see her daughter once more. Tbe anxieties of tbe past few weeks had worn upon her errtoly.

She was very thin aud pale, with a deepened sorrow reflected from her dark

Thank Heaven! I have you spared to me, Ira," said tbe good woman, fervently. "Oh, my child, I have suffered so much since you left me. 1 have imagined everything terrible."

You do not censure me for going away mother "No, no, I could not do that." "My wrongs cry out for redress, mother, I have seen Angus Barnwell, and made him promise to acknowledge me as bis lawful wife. He saw tbat be could not escape his doom, and so hired that fisherman to pot me out of the way foreter. Failing in that I know no't what his next move will be."

We must move before him,'' returned Mrs. Dowel. "You can never live with such a bad man."

Never." He deceived another into marriage. He is a bigamist and an assassin." "All of that, mother."

Mrs. Dowel bowed her bead and was silent for some minutes Presently she

looked up and spoke again Irma, where is my ring? 1

Your ring?' Yes, 1 missed it on the very day yon left so unexpectedly."

I have not seen it," returned Irma. "I brought tbe ring my husband gave me. my engagement ring, with me. It was rather large and I lost it."

There must be some mistake," returned Mrs. Dowel, drawing a ring from ber pocket and laying it in tbe buds of ber daughter. "There is your ring Irma." "Indeed it is," said tbe young wife in pussled tone.

Yon surely took a ring with you?"' "Yes I found it on the floor in my room. I thought it rather large. It was a diamond riug similar to this, only a little larger." "It was my ring, Irma, my own ring. You have lost It. Irma, I woul not have parted with tbat for money. It was tbe only token of my earthly love and happiness.*'

It waa tbe ring my tatber gave yoo "Yea, Irma." A sodden look of interest came to the face of Irma Do well.

What of my ftuber she questioned, eagerly. Yoo promised some time to Ml me of him." look of io tease pain tooebed tbe teas of tbe widow. "Not now, not now," she mnrmursd.

**I do not know,** she said, slowly. *V* t. V"»

"If be is living, why does he not oome to his wife?' "Husb. Irma. YonJ father can never be a father to you while I live." "Will yon not explain "Not now."

I» ma's brow clouded. What mystery was there surrounding tbe life of her mother?

Why bad she never known the loving care of a father, when ber mother's busband was still in the land of tbe living?

Irma was pacing the floor nervously. "Mother!" she cried, pausing beside ber mother's chair, "there seetns to be a strange mystery surrounding your past life, xou will not talk with me about it. I shall question Uncle Hiram."

Mrs. Dowel trembled. "You must not do that, Irma.*' "I must, I shall. I will know tbe truth. If my fatter was a base, bad man, I must know "Husb, Irma!*' cried the widow "your father was pure and good, the soul of honor*.yet .•Weil?" "I can uot tell you anything further now."

Irma bit ber lip with vexation. She aaw tbat her mother was deeply troubled. "You are mourning over the loss or the ring," she said, quickly. "I can not help it, Irma,'.' murmured Mrs. Dowel. "I prized that ring above everything.

IriMtt resumed her seat. She was trylug to remember when last she had seen the ring. .s

Li a flash came the memory of tbat midnight interview with Virginia Grenfells. Since that nigbtthe ring had missing.

She sprang to her feet and approached her mother. "I remember now where I lost your precious ring, mother,' she said softly. •It was the night of mv interview with Virgini Grenfells. Perbape we can

Orenfells/" Tbe face of Mrs. Dowel grew white as death, as she repeated the name in a startled whisper. "What is it, mother? Haven 11 told you that Virginia Grenfells was tbe name of the lady Angus Barnwell deceived by his false marriage?" "No, you did not tell me," cried the widow, trembling iu every joint. "Wha«, is the matter Do you know Virginia Grenfells?"

Mirs. Dowel looked up, her face ashy in its hue. Irma waa frightened at the deathly expression on her mother's face. •Mother, mother, what is it? What "Irma. I can not .keep it from you now. I did not know tbat he was in tbe city. Warren Orenfells is your father!"

CHAPTER XV. A VILLAIN'S TRIUMPH.

Virginia bad once more returned to her home. It would be impossible for our feeble pen to describe tne meeting tetween father and daughter.

Joy supreme reigned once more over the household. The capture of the smugglers was notioed in the morning dailies, but oaly tbe name of Dick Worlong was mentioned, the others being unknown to the authorities at tbat time.

Mr. Grenfells was of course anxious for an explanation of his daughter's strange conduct, and after the first warm greetings were over, the maiden related in substance all tbat bad passed since entering ber room on her weddipg night. "Now you have the story, father, 1 leave it to you to judge whether I acted wisely or not," said Vuginia, in conclusion.

The old man's face was very serioas. "Virginia, you acted most uhwisely, m' st rashly. There was no cause for your fleeing from my protection, even if this ridiculous story was true."

But tbe disgrace "No disgracd can attach to you, my cbilc,' said tbe old man, in a tremulous voice. "If this story is true, Mr. Barnwell Is a consumate villain, indeed." "Do you doubt the truth of that woman "I certainly do," returned Grenfells. "But you did not see her, crushed down with the weight of a woe that oould not be imaginary.' "A poor, prazed creature, doubtless "Oh, father, can you believe that?" "Why not Is it not easier to believe, than tbat Angus Barnwell, a man of wealth, honored and trusted by nearlv tbe wholecommunity, should prove such a villain, giving tbe lie to all his-past honorable life?"

Virgiuia grew troubled. Had she been deceived all this time? Was the story of tbe woman in black, then, only a mytb

While she was thinking deeply, a visitor was announced. A few minutes later Angus Barnwell entered the parlor where father and daughter were sitting.

He rushed forward and grasped both of Virginia's hands, drawing her to her feet*

My dear Virginia, my lost darl'ng he exclaimed, kissing ber tenderly. Have I found you at last I feared the orst, Virginia.''

He held ber to his heart for one brief moment. Virginia struggled to free herself from bis clasp, shuddering at bis tender ca-

re^Wbere

have you been all this time,

my pet? I am (Tying to bear your explanation cried Barnwell, as he slowed the girl to free herself.

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An angry flush dyed her cheek. "You are a little too familiar, Mr. Barnwell," she said, with offended digity.

What! this to me, Virginia.?" in pained surprise. "Go to your wife for comfort and love!" exclaimed the maiden, sternly. "Go to the girl you married in her cottage bome and then basely deserted "Virginia!" exclaimed her father, rebakingly.

But she had flung herself from tbe room. Great Heaven 1 What Is tbe meaning of all this cried Barnwell, turning to Virginia's father. "What has oome over tbe girl? Something has happened to tarn my poor wifeVbtain, I do believe." "Something has indeed," said the old man. "Strange things have happened, but tbe story Virginia tells me la the strangest of all." "Indeed! I am dying to bear tbe facts. Bad Kenwood anything to do with my wife's disappearance?" .... "But little, although be baa aided in en ting ber daring tbe past few day*. 1 will tell yoo ber story, Angus, and perhaps yoo can explain somethings that now appears rather strange."

Tbeacbemlng villain ttsteoed intently while Mr. Grenfella related tbe story Virginia bad told—tbe story

Iraurii

coming to tbe bridal cbamnr, tbe revelations of the wronged wife, and of rested on

Virginia's flight In oonseqoei A very serioas inn BarnwMrs face.

He knew why Virginia bed lied, before. Irma, be believed, was removed lis pathj and be bad dstermtoed

"Quite like a romance," said Barnwell. "Quite like a fairy tale, indeed." "1 knew tbe story that woman concocted was false.*' "Quite right, my desr sir, quite right bat to tell the trath, that poor girl had some foundation for her extravagant yarn." "You can explain "Moet certainly. The girl who came to my wife's room that night, and who wrought such trouble, I met last Spring in tbe western part of the State. 8be lived with an aunt and uncle in the woods. I met ber by the merest sorident. She is a poor, half-witted thing, and imagined that I waa ber us band. She even told the story to neighbors snd I was joked sbout it, much to my annoyance. When I came away, she said she would follow me, and tbat I must own ber as my wife. I felt pity for the poor thing. Her aunt locked ber in her room for a few days, until I left the neighborhood. By some means she bas found here, and been tbe cause of much trouble. The poor thing ought to be sent home. If she can be found."

Mr. Grenfells accepted Barnwell's explanation without question. "You must-see Virginia, and tell her what you have told me,'' Bald the old man. "I will do so. 1 think she will see how ridiculous tbe whole story is, and laugh with me over what came near proving

Tbe maiden looked up pleadingly into her father's face. '"Must I see him, father?" she questionbd. "Must you? It ought to give yon

Jorgiving

Measure to find your husband true and after what has happened,' retorted the old man, slightly netted at bis daughters obstinacy. "But I cannot free my mind of that sad. woeful tale tbat poor child-woman told meafew nights ago." "Nonsense! Go to Angus: he will explain everything."

There was no help for it. Virginia sought tbe parlor once more. Angus Barnwell met her with a smile oi welcome. "Do you still doubt my truth,

Virginit,

my darling? he cried apparently deeply moved. She gazed at tbe carpet in silence. "Virginia my love, my wife! look up and say tbat you trust me as of old he exclaimed, in paiued emotion. "Tell me what I have done to deserve this mistrust and hatred." "That woman, Angus? "That poor, demented creature. Will you, can you believe her wild story, that would if it were true, stamp your busband as-a villain too base to live? God forbid tbat your estimate of me is so verv low as that!"

Virginia trembled under the earnest utterances of tbe man. Doubt and fear were contending for the mastery in ber softl.

If Irma Dowel's story was tri^p, this man was piling the iniquity of bis misdeeds still higher if he spoke truely if that woman had wronged him by her tale, then this man has been terribly punished through force of circumstances.

Barnwell stood in an humble, pleading attitude before ber, his dark eyes pleading for bim eloquently.

All her old respect and friendship were returning. She shuddered at tbougbtof tbe great wrong she bad been led to commit.

Her doubts and fears hung in even balance, however. He saw the struggle, noted ber wavering, and opened his lips once more: "Virginia, you have condemned me unheard this Is woman's way, not man's Hear my story, and then I am willing to trust to your judgement."

She walked to a seat, sinking down softly upon the cushions. "I am ready to listen, Angus," she said, with a nervous tremor in her voice.

Drawing a chair to ber side, be seated himself and told the story le bad related to Warren Grenfells, In a low, soft monotone,a sad mournful look in hiseyesduriug tbe time. When he bad finished, he laid his soft, silky palm upon thegoldeu head of bis listener. "Now, my leave it all. me and tbat poor, half crszed, simple creature, whose woeful tale sent you from me on our marriage-night i«i mad flight, be said, gravely. "Iam a proud man of the world, Virginia I love you devotedly, but I cannot lira with you knowing tbat you distrust me in tbe least. My honor aud proud name are more to me than life. I throw my weal or woe into your bands, and leave you to decide upon the future. Let your decision be what it may, I will uot cencureyou. "Or one thing, however.be assured: Your decision shall be final. To-day you will return with me to my home as my wife, or this hour we part company forever."

precious one. to you 1 You shall decide between

He bowed his bead upon his hmds, his strong frame seemingly trembling in the throes of overpowering emotion. "Oh, wbst can I say, what can I do?" cried tbe poor girl, in an agony of doubt and dismay. "Trust me fully, or we part forever Virginia/' be said, looking up through tear dimmed eyes. "This is terrible!" moaned Virginia. "Give me time, Angus, only a little time totbink, to reason, to sift this matter——" "Give you time to wean yourself from mel" be cried, bitterly. "You hate me, Virgiuia! you never did lov«{ or care for me in the least. I sm answered."

He sprang to his feet and reeled toward thedoor. "Stop! for Heaven's sake, stop! Tomorrow I will answer yon—— "To-morrow 1' with a fierce gesture of impatience. "I know bow it will be. I accept my answer now. We part here, never to meet again, Virginia.

She sprang up, and hastened after bim.

In tbe hall she gained his side and 1 his arm. not go, Angus, do not go!" she

grasped his arm. "Do wailed.

He turnel and confronted ber, hope and triumph beaming from bis eyes. "You have r«ented, Virginia you believe me at last." "Yea, yes, I believe you, Angus, my husband.'

He folded ber to bis breast, a fierce, passionate glow of triumph la his wick-

^Aftara^rief quiet,she released herself from his embrace. "To-morrow I will go with yos *o jroar bome, Angae, she whispered soft ^"To-morrow? *Tis as age I cannot wait so long.

"I bow

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very serious thing." Warren Grenfells left tbe room in search of his daughter.

He found ber in ber ohamber. "Virgiuia, Angus wishes to speak with you."

He kissed ber cheek once more, and turned away. [TO BK OONTHTUBD NSXT WBBK.] I

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Virginia mart oome

to-night. With tbat oaly will I be sat-

to yowrwtsbea," she said, slow

ly, as if with an eflbrt. "I will OOOM tonight. I moat remain with my fa until that bear. Tea may call for bliss 70a, mj

dearVirginia

is tor sD the psiaAd 4k •YS, LIVKR AMD

been msdr stflsvoS. sa*la**« slliisi, PCItmTLY jrsxa

ID N E W O

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