Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 45, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 5 May 1883 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

NEORO CHURCH 80NG

I fonn' sa'vatlon in the middle of de rand, An' I flung from ray bark dexinfal load, An' now I'M a sheep instead, ob a goat, Wrapped bead an' ears'In debit's overcoat. Bine'er o'e Mr. Thomas aint jr«r gwine to get

Hlplon.

Bay, ole Mr. Thomas' wbjrdon yer get Union AD' a Mr. Thomas yer better git 4Jfiion Oi y*r*t ttv to de debil like a blue pigeon. When a man'sgot ligion be* boun' ter do rlgbt Mna'n tool wld de chickens and drink till he's tisclit, Bat he* got ter ke^p oaten de way ob fraud, An' cot mighty caper in de sight of de

Lewd.

filing er ole Mr. Thomas, hain't yer gwine to qultdoobtin' 8ay, ole Mr. Thoma*, why doan yer quit doahtln An' cr ole Mr. Thoma* yer'd better qalt doabtin' Or yer'l go tor de place whar dar aint no. shout In'. When open de gate ole Mr. Pet*r flings, rrhltdat harp ob a tti on sand strings, An'shont ferdc angeln ti'r fill up de cup. Till de nlg««rs think a thousand ole Addles woke up. Singer ole Mr. Thomas aint yer gwine ter quit yer wnitin' Bay, oi( Mr. Thomas, why doan yer quit yer waltln', An'erole Mr. Thomas yer'd better quit yer waltln' Or yer soul'll fly down ter dw bosom ob er 8at'n. —{ArkansnwTrave er.

Lost at Last.

BY WM. R. EY8TER.

Author of*'Oueof the Family," "Drifting to Doom," "Captive .Oorltine," etc., etc.

CHAPTER I. A STOKMY SCENE.

"Martih Deems, when you were left. au

orphan,

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In my charge, I gave a

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emn pledge that I would protect and befriend you. Have I not redeemed uiy pledge

Indifferently well, my dear guardian. I have never complained of your treatment, I a»n sure,

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far as the pawl i.-

couuerued, but I do object to your placing a husband In my hands, as It were, all cut and dried. Haying 'There, you must have him Lonville may be a very nice young man, for all I know to the contrary, but as a husband 1 do uot want him, and I will not have him." "This, th»-n iH the reward of Ave years of patient and affectionate guardianship. 1 have wasted alike my time and money in the training or an ungrateful coquette who has deliberately ensnared my otilv •on, and then rejecU-d his suit with acorn. I tell you, Miss, that he does not deserve and will not endure such treatment. I will not allow it. Reconsider your decision, or you may find, when it is too late, what a terrible mistake jou have made. "I will not deny that you hare heen fairly patient in the five years I have been »i\ inmateof your house but it Is from neither charity nor affection. Unless I read you most wondronsly wrong, you have beou paid, aDd very well paid, for it all. II I was the pauper you have bin ted Lonville Porte* la not the young man to demand my hand nor la the master of this house the person to urge his suit. No, once given should have been sufficient. Your covert threats art unmanly, and can have no effect. If you mean tight, rest assured that it will not be I who will go to the wall. 1 wlah you a very good morulng,sir."

As Marab Deems concluded, she made a sweeping courtesy and left the room, whilst Colonel Porter remained seated at hta desk, purple and choking with anger.

Perhaps the conversation, as given, espialHS the relative positions of the apeakers as well as any verbt.1 description could do it: yot a few words may be accessary.

Marab Deems was eighteen,and a blonde beauty. Although, outside of a aoupieof years at boarding school, she bad been raised in the country, she was abrillisnt girl, who upon opportunity, would attract attention anvwhere.

It was true, as Colonel Porter had aaid, that she had been his ward for five years. Marsh's mother had died when ahe was about twelve years old, and bet father a year later.

At tlrst Marsh had accepted a home at Klin Lodge as a matter of course, and bad given herself very little trouble about the whys and the wherefores, or the outlook for the future. Of late, though, she had discovered that she know very little about her true position there. Sliotnigbt be a pauper, or she might be as heiress. tier guarded inquiries had, so far, elicited little information from Colonel Porter, and it was only when his son. Ijonville, lately returned from college, commenced to* press his suit most resolutely, that she hegan to think that she miglit be of some importance.

JShe knew the young man thoroughly, and hated him as well. Colonel Porter, the proprietor of a fait •state not far from the city of Philadel phia, was usually a reserved, emotionMBM sort of a man, who looked at every thing through a financial microscope, and professed a profound contempt for

riverty

and fxtrimM.i, as Matab well

new and though be was seldom, If •ver, seen in what is called a passion, he always intended to have, and generallv did have, his own way. If he intended, aa be professed, that she should accept Lonville Marah knew that it was almost a tiat of destiny. Bold though she had been in his immediate presence, ahe want out trembling secretly. What was there that he would atop at in the accomplishment of his aims

She did not want Lonville Porter. He was a rakis t, dissolute fellow,who bad done mnch in the years past to make Kim Lodge unpleasant for her, and bad Mnr, until within the past two or three months, shown her any consideration or kindoeaa. His college vacations, when •pent at borne, were by no means redletter days with Marah and the aseod ate* that be sometimes brought with him were generally worse than himself.

Once out of the presence of Colonel Porter, Marab teemed a little in doubt what to do with herself but finally •merged from the house equipped for a walk.

He* excitement wan all tbe deeper from tbe steady repression to which ahe bad treated it in tbe Colonel's ptwenoe, and exerdae of aome kind seemed an absolute necessity. Ikaides, abe wanted to think ovw

bis threat* and ber pod*

ttoa without fear of interruption. She strolled away from tbe bouaeearalaasly enough but once bidden somewhat by tbe uvea and hedge that stretched along the roadside, ber face altered, aad abe strode along with a quick, firm gait, not baiting until under tbeabade mi tbe grove, fully a mile from tbe

Tary forlorn ib« appeared, as

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ed herself on a fallen tree, with ber bands crossed in ber lap and a far-away look in ber eyes. Certainly, had Colonel Porter seen her just tber, be might have reason to feel that bis chances of bending ber stubborn will were not altogether hopeless. "It is too much," ahe said to herself. "I can not fight them single-handed, and sooner or later I will nave to give in, OPlCBfr—

Just then she head footsteps crunchingon the roadside and looted up. A young man was approaching with rapid strides.

Atsigbt of him tbe troubled look was smoothed out of ber face at once. She rose with a smile and extended her hand. "Ab, I thought you had gone without leave taking or license. It is a week since I saw yoy last/'

The young man seized her band, and bis countenance brightened as visibly as bad ber own. "Thanks for the implied compliment It seems you have been counting tbe hours. I was called away on business, but drifted hack in spite oi myself. It can only be for a few days. Then I must get back to New York and the grind of business in the city but you look troubled, or aa though you had nad trouble. Pardon me, it was not my duty to notice any such traces."

March's face, by its shifting charges, had clearly indexed her mental condition.

She bad «=bown weariness in ber eyes, and then vexation that he bad noticed it. His apology, made HO closely upon tbe heels of his offense, left only the nhadow of a ripple upon her good humor.

She resolutely strove to banish thoughts of the morning interview and live in tbe present. "You need not ask for pardon it Is I that am to blame. How can you mantle to live in tbe midst of all this loneliness I should tbink vou would be wild to get back to New York." "We of 'the crowded mart' get an entire sufficiency of bricks, mortar and bustle, A lite among green trf-es and shady lanes seems li a pleasant dream, and it is the awakening I dread. Have yo'u found life here so dull "Dull! The monotony is sometimes maddening. I read a little, sew a little, and think a great deal. If there is anv one thing particularly inclined to breed dissatisfaction, it is idle, constant thought— with idle hands, of course.' "You must quit thin King and try ex«rcjw—horseback riding, for instance." "There was a spice of irony in his words, understood by the other, since Marah uttered a mellow, merry laugh. "And have the horse aforesaid run away and fling me over his head into tbe arum ot some providential pedestrian, to tbe detriment of his teeth and linen."

The young tnau lnugbed also, and put his hand up to his month with a rapid instinctive gesture. "Tbe teeth are all right again bow is tbe elbow?" "Nothing wrong with it, 1 believe." "Tbeu tbe pedestrian is very well satistied to stand tbe damage for the sake of the rewar i. Beauty in distress can always claim his services. See! If it bad aot been for that little equestrian episode we certainly would have passed each other in silence, pud would not be loitoring, in perfect happiness under tbe oaks. "Perfect happiness7'' repeated Marah, with something like a sigh. "You must have an exceptional lot if you apeak of such a thing. ••And are you not bkp^Owuft«i.QK5 "No. lam most thoroughly wretched."

They were walking along side by side. The yonng man, at this, looked up in her face with a quick, inquiring glance. "You look it just now. Forgive my boldness and treat me as though I was in truth your friend. Perhapss we learned to know eac'a other in an unorthodox way but what of that Believe me, in all the world you will tiud no one more ready than 1 with aid, advice or sympathy. What is it?" ',if I only dared!" exclaimed Marah, halting and turning upon him herearnest, troubled eyes. "If you only dared be answered, and steppiug apace or two nearer he caught ber naud in his (Wore he could divine his intention. "Good Heavens, Marab have you not seen Do you not know?

Sbe shrank back a little at his enthusiasm, and made a timid motion, a* though she would withdraw her hand.

It was a wonderfully pleasaut little hand to hold, and so the young mau s3emed to tbink. He grasped it tightly and looked into ber face with an eager, searching gaze, until her eyee dropped under hfs, a blush spread over her face, and she murmured something in an inaudible tone.

At that the young man gathered courage and went on, his tone more impressive than ever. "You must have ^en it in my every tone and ivVk, poor dissembler tbat'l am. Yes, Marah, I love you."

The flush upon her chee* deepened under his word*, her eyes dropped^until it seemed as though her long, sllkeu lashes rested upon her cheek.

She did uot strive to withdraw her hand she did not answer. Sbe simply stood silent and passive, and so the young man after a pause, continued:

I know I am bold, and rash md presumptuous. Because we were thrown together by accident, and you choose to think I bad done you a service at some little personal risk—though Iassnreyou honestly that 1 was in no danger at any time, and 1 always had the knowledge that I could control tbe animal—you have chosen to treat me as almost a friend and I have been mad enough to dream of something else. Forgive me for my folly, and yet listen a Tittle. I dare not dream that you will or should care for it and yet, now that I have begun, let me tell you all." "1 do not know that I ought to call you either bold or presumptuous. It is 1 that am to blame, if blame there be, andceminly I shall not complain at tbe consequences of my own imprudence. It has been very pleasant while it lasted, and I hope that we can part very good friends."

Marab spoke alowly and steadily. Her well-weighed words did not seem to al together doom her lover to despair yet, as he was cooler now, be bad toe tact to preas tbe subject in another direction. "Friend* at least on my side, more tban friendship. Never mind, though. Tbe acknowledgement was wrung from me it is tbe truth, yet you bad beat, for tbe sake of your own happiness, forget it. Forgive tbe blunder, and tell me of you reel Treat me as though really was your friend. Let me know what ft is that is taking tbe roses out of your cheeks, tber park le out of your eye. You ean be certain of sympathy, and perhaps ooonaal."

He spoke in a low, winning, penitent feooe, tbat drew more upon tbe young rl's heart tban all hl«i fiery passion. wanted aome one in whom sbe could look up and bare waa a young man that fate seemed to have thrown In ber way for that expreea purpose. No wonder, then, tbat abe should forget prudence and unburden herself to tnis

gentleman, who, aha believed, bad saved Ufa.

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In a quiet, baiting, incomplete sort of way, ahe told him of the conversation abe bad held with her uncle that morning. and hastily sketched tbe character of ber cousin. Carried away by her feeling?. sbe did not recognise any awkwardness in what she was doing, and it waa a relief in ber trouble. "And so you see," sbe said, in conclusion, "as I am not of age, and under my

greadful

uardian's control, I ean not escape these attentions, or rid myself of the fear tbat if I do not yield something dreadful will come of it all." "1 might have hesitated bad you not told me this," answered ber listener in sharp, agitated tone. "Now I can hesitate no longer. I have already betrayed my sentiments and sometimes dare to hope tbat you.are not altogether indifferenttome. Put an end to these doubts and dangers—trust your fate into my bands—marry me!" •*Do you suppose for a moment tbat my guardian would consent The bare suspicion of such a thing would be a sigual for something more active tban words. I believe he would shut me up in a mad-house if he even dreamed of this conversation."

He need not dream of it. He never need know anything until it is too late for bim to interfere. Trust me, love me, say that you will be my wife, and I will provide for-thfe rest."

Sbe listened quietly, and in the midst of bis excitement, the young man could not help but notice tbe cool, businesslike way in which she weighed the sub ject. Her blue eyes rested upon his for a minute thoughtful and serene. Then they seemed to soften a little, and his hopes rose. "I may be wrong," she said "but we must run the risk. I have a mind to tafce you at your word.

At this the young man's face brightened. He sprang foiward and swept bis arm around her waist, exclaiming: "My own darling! you have made me the happiest of men May

regret your choice

yoy

"barling, you are tbcVfrnrSlt, the noblest, tbe best. Have yo*r own way." Sbe looked up at blra with all bright smile. His words seemed heart-felt, aud they touched ber. "Bend your head down,sir,"she whispered.

Without questioning, he did so, and buick as thought sbe dropped a kiss upon his brow. "There, sir, no man living can boast as much, no other man shall, yourself not excepted, until "Until what?'' he queried, his face as shiny as a school-boy s.

Sbe broke away frou* him with a laugh. "1 think I am ready to face my guardIan, now." "If your cheeks are as brazen as your actions, perhaps you are. Young man, what is tne meaning of this scene? Who are you?'L

At these words, spoken in a voice deep and harsh from anger, Marab and ber lover wheeled instantly, and found themselves in the presence ol Colonel Porter.

There was a tableau, but no excitemeut—at least on tbe part of tbe lovers. One sharp, choking throb of Marab's heart told of her great surprise, then she A-as as cool as tbe coolest. As for ber friend, he supported Colonel Porters angry glance with unruffled front. Aa the question of the intruder was ad dressed to bim, it was he wbo replied. Without flurry or baste his hand went from Marah's waist to tbe brim of his hat, which be raised in polite salutation. There was neither tremor nor fear in hit* voice as he pleasantly responded: "I should suppose the 'scene,' as you call it, explains itself. At least a couple, under such circumstances, are generally supposed to be affianced. I am Arthur Sidney, of New York, at your service, sir." "And wbo in tbe name Heaven is Arthur Sidney? It is generally the cus torn of guardians to tiave some little knowledge of the actions and acquaintances of their wards. A fellow wbo slinks about in tbe underbrush and holds stolen interviews with a girl not yet out of ber teens can hardly complain if be meets tbe reward in reserve for such—tbe horsewhip."

Matah noticed, and somehow it gave ber a momentary satisfaction, that Colo nel Porter was evidently striving to curb his unruly temper. If, in tbe end, it did get away with bim, be was at least ten times more reasonable tban she bad cause, from past experience, to expect

Her lover, too, was as cool and selfpomeesed aa though meeting with irate guardians was an every-day occurrence. Even the mingled taunt and threat with which Porter closed elicited no signs of anger or fear. "My presence here may need a little explanation, for tbe rake of tbe lady, at least." replied be, with a little bow toward Marab. "I am a physician by profession, a student from choice, a gentleman, I hope, by association and education, and by tbe bl«*alng of Providence, ao ter poesewed of all the means required to travel in tboee parte which plea so me. I eame into tbta neighborhood by chance, seeching for a spot where I coo la get, for a few weeks' rait, quiet and fresh air. I found tbem. I abo found tbia young lady, under circumstances which compelled toe to offer ber aome little attention, and through that began out acquaintance. A little irregular, perhaps, bot am not eee that any great barm baa been done. Rather, I think, it baa been a moat happy

Softur be baa a bearing, though perbape none of tbe moot teepeulrol, not bare the other broke in: "You aayyoo name Is Sidney. It may be or may not. I know nothing about you aad want to know nothing. That*

TERKK TTATJTB SATUlkDAY lEVgrtlim MAIL

never

,-iCHAPTER II.?*•¥" Vctjndeh

Marah Deems was a girl of strong individuality. A little Ignorant of tbe world, perhaps, and somewhat impulsive in her nature, but sbe had self control and self-confidence when an emergency actually arose. 'Though the arm arou.id ber waist belonged to a man who might have been almost called ber acccpted lover, she drew herself away from its embrace.

No, no," sbe said, looking up into bis face with a queer smile "you are too rapid don't be demonstrative as yet. There will be plenty of time for tbat iu tbe future.' "How can you expect me to be cool after what you have just said. You will not—you do not certainly think of retracting?" "I seldom retract. I meant what I said, but "Then you are mine."

As be »poke he essayed to draw ber toward him. With bis left band upon ber brpw, he bent his bead down aud would have placed his'first, his uetrotbal kiss upon her lips.-

She leaned away and set her band upon bis mouth, lightly yet tirmly. "No, no you must wait* "jl have not said yet tbat I love you w«n 1 do, or when we are man and wiftyrlt will be time euough. dive me tbertshort present for my own after that tnfere may be a great, long eternity tbat irfjpufs." tie did not struggle agaix^^Sr wishes, though hisrarm still

fc[SufrJ^fbout

has been a great deal of barm done and for fear tbat it may go still farther, I, in behalf of my niece and ward, most positively decline any and all future intercourse. Any attempt at communication with her or trespass upon my grounds will meet with prompt and vigorous punishment. 1 tell you this candidly and plainly should you not heed my warning, you will tina that I am a man who keeps his word. I advise you, also, to leave tbe neighborhood.'

Then turning to Marah, the colonel caught her hand, tucked her arm under hi8,and with tbe single word: "Come marched off with her,, leaving Sidney to stand, 4loue aud staring, in the middle of the road. "My dear old fellow, you are plainly accustomed to carry things with a high hand but I think you will meet your match this time. It is not bluster aud

If

force that will always win the day. you will not listen to reason, so much the worse for you and yet, should I, dare 1 go on? What a queen she is In ber own quiet way,aud what a wretched risk it is to drag her into tbe miserable uncertainties of my own befogged life Shall I go on? Yes a thousaud times yes! Whatever tbe dangers, better to risk tbem all tban to lose ben"

Muttering thus to himself, Sidney watched the retreating forms until tbey were bidden by a beud in the road. Theu be too turned and retraced bis steps.

Marab followed her guardian with an air half defiant, half reluctant. She did not like, now that ber tirst fears were over,tbe compressed look about bis face. She would have sooner had him storming and violent. 3be was more used to seeing biin in such moods when he had been crossed, and for that reason suspected that she bad offended this time more deeply than ever before She won deredwbat be proposed doi^|

Hud

bow

it would all end. Certainly Sidney would and means to communicate with ber, and render aid, should aid be need ed. She remembered bis calm, self confident bearing under insult tbat would

have

stung most men out of their seltpo&session and by so much the more sbe bad faftb iu bim.

Once or twice she opened her mouth to speak, but every time tbe sight of the white, cruel facb at her side drove the words back, and when tbey entered the house together not a syllable had passed between tbe two since the moment tbey had parted from Sidney.

Still, Marah's arm rested tightly under her guardian's. He did not leave her at tbe door, but ascended the brofed stairs, until reaching her room, wheu he threw open the door. "There, Miss, uuless you feel inclined to break your own neck by trying the wiudow, 1 do not think that you will move out of there until you are Lonville's wife, or that Sidney has left the neighborhood. It was a lucky chance tbat my son got an iuklingof his doings, or you would have been at some crazy action. If you come to your senses, le* me know.

Without giving an opportunity to reply, be shut and locked tbe door, placed tbe key in his pocket and walked away, leaving he a prisoner.

Marah seated herself at the window and looked out upon tbe lawu. Sbe was not as much stunned as she might have been a day or so sooner. She was no longer single-handed in tbe light. Sid uey bad spoken, and none too soon. She remapbered his impassioned words to her. His quiet, cool tone to berguardian. Thinking ofxtben^ she bad faith in the future, and said to

herself

would peither marry Lonville nor retnalh a^hrisofteiT The afternoon seemed terribly long. Sbe got lonely, dispirited and hungry before she heard the bell for supper.

Sbe bad been awaiting tbe sound with eagerness for an hour. The test would come. If she was allowed to descend to tbe supper table she would make a bold fight against reim prison men t. If, on the contrary, she was left In her room, she might know that her guardian was uot going to reconsider his determination.

Sbe heerd tbe steps of the colonel and bis son going to tbe dining-room. She even thought sbe eould distinguish the swish of Mrs. Porters dress as sbe also passed through tbe hall. Mrs. Porter wits a quiet, broken, undemonstrative woman, of not much account in her husband's mansion. As sbe seemed possessed ofa natural antipathy to Marab, tbe latter had bad very little to say to ber, and certainly expected no assistance from ber in the independing struggle.

Therecould be no doubt about it now. Marab was a prisoner, and would prob ably remain such until sbe escaped, or was conquered.

Nearly an hour passed. Then Marab heard the step of her guareian approaching her door. The key snapped in the lock, and he entered with a tray in bis bands. "1 have no intention of starving you, at any rate. You will find supper enougb there for a girl like yon, if it is all substantial. When you want delicacies you know how they are to be obt&i

He left the tray. Marab, ber appetite by no means impaired by long waiting, did am pie justice to tbe bread and butter, cold meat and coffee.

In half an hour, the colonel returned to take away the emptied dishes, and as be did not speak, she mid nothiug to him.

It was a novel, and by no means pleasant feeling for the young girl when she attempted that nlgbt to compose her nerves for slumber, to remember tbat sbe was a prisoner under lock aud key.

She thought of all imaginable dangers —fire, thieves, sudden sickuess and the like—but at last fell asleep, vowing to herself, come what might, she would never be driven to marry ber cousin.

Morning came, but brought no change in her condition. One, two, three days went by. and tbe solitary confinement was beginning to tell upon ber nerves. In tbat time she tried the door two or times, but always found it locked. Sbe looked out of tbe wiudow as often, with an eye to descent, but always drew bark with a negative shake of the bead. In fact she had not yet set herself seriously to tbe task of getting out. Marab was rather conservative, after all, and so long as things remained aa tbey were, ana there was no aggressive movement, sbe ww inclined to endure quietly.

Sbe bad not as yet beard or seen anything of Sidney. Certainly, if be was worth a straw, be would, in due time, appear personally or by messenger. If be did not, it waa not worth while to risk breaking ber neck to go in search of one of so little courage ana constancy.

Daily tbe colonel appeared thrice at her door, bringing her meals and bearing away tbeoebna.

He sad little. Every time then waa hint tbat It would be a great deal pleasanter to be a bride at some fashionable watering-place tban an unwilling recluse. Once be told her tbat Sidney bad removed hlmeelf and his baggage from the hone where he had boarded and gone back to New York.

At this M»rah*s eyee flashed a little, but whether It was at the story or the •object of It tbe gallant colonel eould not divine. Silence waa her role in hie

preaenoe, and had be not beard ber dear, I Br, rich voice eMOilaf aonga to benalf when tang

be was supposed to be out of bearing, be might have had some fears as to the effect of the imprison meut upon her mind.

When, however, the colonel had taken bis departure after givlna her ine Intelligence re*%rd:iig her declared lover, Marah began seriously to think of aiding herself. This tale, which she had not opened ber lips to notice, might be true, aud if it was, it was high time that something should be done. Just what abe uould not tell though tbe first step of course, would be to make her escape from confinement.

Certainly it would not be so very difficult to get out. The room was not built fur a prison, and Colenel Porter had underestimated his ward moat wofully if ho supp*»sed that, once her determination was aroused, any such apartment as tbat could hold ber.

So she Mas telling herself at an hour long after dark that evening, wheu she was surprised at suddenly hearing a slight noise at the door. To Marah it sounded as though some one had, with all possible caution, inserted the »ey in the lock, turned tbe bolt back, aud then withdraw the key again. There was no sign of voice or footsteps, and the fair prisoner remained for a long time, with bated breath, waiting for what fhould come m-xt.

Nothiug came, so iVarah went. She stood at the door for a moment listening, and then tried the lock. It yielded at once.

Undoubtedly some one had quietly unlocked the door and then departed. It was a charitable action, aud a warning besides.

After tbat Marah oould not have rested in quiet there. She put on a bonnet aud shawl and placed some few things in a aachel, which

she

could carry in ber hand

without trouble or fatigue. Theu she opened the door and passed out. She decended to the lower door without any interruption. Gliding .by the door of tbe room kuowu as tbe library, a little peucil of light streamed through (he keyhole, a&id she beard voices within, talking in a low tone.

At any other time Marah would not have thought of doing such a thing, but now, anxious as she was to make her escape from the building, she stopped to listen.

At first it was somewhat difficult to make out who was tailing, aud what was the subject of the conversation. SOOH those within, in their excitement., spoke a little louder, aud theu Matab had no difficulty in recognizing the voices of her guardian aud his son Lonville. It seemed that she was tbe sub ject of their conversation, "Lonville," bis father was saying, "this is simply child's play. I have explained to you why it was necewary that you should irarry her, aud what 1 am willing to do iu the matter. The girl can and must be brought to her senses and made to alize how helpless she is. iu our hands. I did not'certainly expect that I would haveauy trouble with you." "I tell

you

that sbe

the tiouble is not witn me.

I'd take ner and welcome, big a hole as you have *nade in tbe profits but she won have me at any price, and the old boy himself can't drive her. Thunder shed fling over at the altar, or stwyou in your sleep. I've been studying her points while I was trying to make progress, and I reckon 1 know her better than you do." •t'Honsense! I believe you area coward. If you want to save yourself as well as your father you must have uiore grit. This young fellow has only known her a short time, and tbey will aoon forget each other. IMien she cau not holdout forever, and will feel positively grateful to you for being the means of ber release." "Don't know about tbat. This city chap don't look like one of the forgetting kind. As for ber, sbe wont be apt to forget tbat we have tried to drive her. A woman won't forget tbat she'll set her ears back and be as obstinate as a mule. I tell you, if it's so important that ber affairs should be kept quietly iu tbe family, why uot

There was a break In the sentence. Marah, crouching down in the darkness, ecu Id imagine the gesture with which Colonel Porter warned to alienee bis impulsive son. The very fact tbat on the instant their voices were lowered again told Marab sufficiently well that some villainous project had been broached. Quivering with wrath and horror at what she imagined it might be. she crept still closer and bent until her ear was glued to the door at the keyhole. "How soon were the next words she heard. "As soon as possible. I would have to go to the city to get the stuff. Nothing could be done for a day or two. Maybe in tbat time sbe might como to reason." yes and if she does no*, you have the courage to help me iu i( ana run the rinKs "Courage! Tbat takes no couraee. To live with ber would be what would take tbe nerve. I'd sooner have a dead cousin than alive wife about me any day." "Hush Not so loud, walls have ears. Lower now. I wanted to speak ot this myself, but feared to sound you. What

Here their voicee fell once more to unintelligible whispers, and Marab, listening for some time, could make nothing moie out.

Sbe bad beard enougb. Her stubborn resistance had already disheartened young Poiter, wbo seemed to tbink that fair means wonld beef no avril, and so proposed to use foul.

What be reallv meant could scarcely be doubted. Though Marah bad thought that her opinion of father and son was the worst possible, sbe shivered and grew cold at tbe revelation of tbe depth of the wickedness to which tbey willing (O d68C6lld»

She did not linger longer there, but crept away, all in a tremor leet she should be discovered and thecatastropbe made certain and speedy. Sbe did not doubt tbat, If detected lurking there,sbe would be murdered on tbe spot.

Fortunately there waa no trouble about making ber exit. Though tbe ball door waa bolted and locked, a ball window waa open, and to tbe ground was only a abort distance.

Once out of tbe bouse, sbe crept hastily away for a short distance, until sbe thought abe was out of bearing distance. Tbeu, straightening up, sbe started off on a wild run.

Down to tbe road abe scurried, and there, turning abarply, sbe continued ber mad fiigbt until, without warning, abe ran Into tbe arms of a man, wbo, clasping ber tightly ^exclaimed, in a gruff voice: "Hello! What's up Wbo is this?"

Then, overcome by fright and suroriae, Marsh fainted away in a long, deatb-like swoon. [TO aa oomrnrow srnxr w*T]

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Ms. Chaklbsa BimmcB, 901N. Pine 8t., Indianapolia, saya Brown's Iron Bitters cured him of Dyspepsia of fiveyeara standing.

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A great many people are asking what particular troubles BROWN'S IRON BITTERS is good for,,

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Its wonderful curative power is •amply because it purifies and enriches the blood, thus beginning at the foundation, and by building up the system, drives out all disease. 'I. A Lady Cured of Rheumatism.

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Baltimore, Md., May 7, 1880. My health was much shattered by Rheumatism when 1 commenced. taking Brown's Iron Bitters, and I scarcely had strength enough to attend to my daily noiuehola duties. 1 am now using the third bottle and I am regaining strength daily, and I cheernllly recommend it to all. 1 cannot say too much in praiM of it. Mrs. MARY E. BKASHKAK, 173 Prestmanst.

Christiansburc, Va., 1881. Suffering from kidney disease, (from which I could get no relief, 1 tried Brown's Iron Bitters, which cured me completely. A child of mine, recovering froni scarlet fever, h,id no appetite and did not seem to -Jiletoeatatall. I gave him Iron ucr* with the happiest results.

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