Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 46, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 10 May 1884 — Page 3

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

A Perilous Secret

BT CHARLEH READE,

SAotbor of "Hard Oasto," "Put yourself In His Place," "I t's Never Too Late to Mend," "Griffith Gannt," etc.

{The story of "A Perl loos Secret" *a» commenced In this paper Mar. 22nd. Back numbers will be tent to any address on receipt of flvecenta for each copy.]

CHAPTER XII.

THE CLANDESTINE ABBIAOB. Walter Clifford and Mary sat at a late breakfast in a little inn that looked upon a lake, which appear to them more lovely than the lake of Than or of Lucerne. He beamed steadily at her with triumphant rapture she stole looks at him of wonder, admiration, and the deepest love.

As they had nothing now to argue about, they only spoke a few words at a time, but these were all musical with love.

To them, as we dramatists say, entered Mrs. Easton, with signs of hurry. "Miss Mary—" said she. "Mrs. Mary," suggested Walter, meekly.

Mrs. Mary blew him a kiss. "Ay, ay," said Mlrs. Easton, smiliog. "Of course you will both hate me, but I have come to take you home, Mistress Mary." "Home!" said M*ry "why, this feels like home." "No doubt," said Mrs. Easton, "but, for all that, in half an hour we must start."

The married couple remonstrated with one accord, but Mrs. Easton was firm. "I dreamed," says Bhe, "that we were all found out—and that's a warning. Mr. Walter, you know that you'll be missed at Clifford Hall, and didn't ought to leave your father another day. And you, Miss Mary, do but think what a weight 1 have taken upon my shoulders, and don't put off coming home, for I am almost shaking with anxiety, and for sure and certain my dream it was a .warning, and there's something in the wind."

They were both so indebted to this good woman that they looked at each other plteously, but agreed. Walter rang the bell, and ordered the fourwheeler and bis own nag. "Mary, one little walk in that sweet garden." "Yesdear," said Mary, and in another moment they were walking in the garden, intertwined like the Ivy and the oak, and purring over their present de-/ lights and glowing prospects.

In the mean time Mrs. Easton packed up their things: Walter's wero enrolled in alight rug with straps, which went upon his saddle. They left the little inn, Mary driving. When they had gone about two miles they came to cross-

"Please pull up," said Mrs. Easton then turning to Walter, who was riding ridiculously close to Mary's whip band, "Isn't that the way to Clifford Hall "It's one way," said he "but I don't mean to go that way.' How can I It's only three miles more round by your house." "Nurse," said Mary, appealingly, "Ay, av, poor things," said Mrs. Easton. Well, well, don't loiter, anyway. I shall not be my own woman a&aln till we re safe at the farm."

So tbey drove briskly on, and In about au hour more they got to a long bill, whence they could Bee the Gilberts farm. "There, nurse," said Mary, pouting a little, "now I hope you're conteut, for we have got safe homo, and he and I shall not have a happy day together again." "Oh yw,myon will, and m«nv happy "Well, yes, I .•ears," said Mrs. Easton l't feel so Udgety now."

on't feel so lid

Oh I" cried Mary, all of a sudden

"Why, there's our gray mare coming down the hill with the dog-cart! Who's that driving her? It's not papa. I declare It's Mr. Hope, come home safe and sound. Dear Mr. Hope 1 Oh, now my happiness Is perfect!" "Mr. Hope!" screamed Mrs. Easton.

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your horse, sir, and gallop away from us as hard as you can 1" "Well, but, Mrs. Easton—" objected Walter,

Mrs. Easton stood up in the carriage. "Man alive!" she screamed, "you know nothing, and I know a deal begone, or you ere no friend of mine: you il make me curse the hour that I lntorferred." "Go, darling," said Mary, kindly, and so decidedly that he turned his herse directly, gave her one look of love and disappointment, and galloped away.

Mary looked pale and angry, and drove on in sullen silence. Mrs, Easton was too agitated to mind her angry looks. She kept wiping the

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respiration her brow with her and speaking in broken sentences: "If we could only get there first—fool not to teach my sister her lesson before we went, she's such a simpleton !—can't you drive faster?" "Why, nurse," said Mary, "don't be so afraid of Mr. Hope. It's not him I'm afraid of It's papa." "You don't know what you're talking about, child. Mr. Hartley Is easily blinded: I won't tell you why. It innH so with Mr. Hope. Oh, if 1 could only set in to have one word with my simple sister before he turns her inside out!"

This question was aoon decided. Hope drove up to the door whilst Mary and Mrs. Easton were still some distant* off and hidden by a turn In the road. When they emerged again into sight of the form they Inst caught sight of Hope% back, and Mrs. Gilbert courtesytng to him and ushering him into the house.

Pi ive Into the stable-yard," said Mrs. Kaston, faintly. "He musnt see your traveling basket, anyway."

She told the servant tot put the horse Into the stable Immediately, and the basket into the brew-house. Then she hurried Maty up the back stairs to her room, aad went with a beating heart to find Mr. Hope and her sister.

Mm. Gilbert, though a simple and unguarded woman, could read Usees like the rest, and she saw at once that her slater was very much put out by this visit ot Mr. Hope, and wanted to Know what bad passed between her and him. This set the poor woman all in a flutter for fear she shook! have said something injudicious, and thereupon she prepared to find oat, If poesibie, what she ought to have said. "What 1 Mr, Hope!"said Mrs. Easton. "Well, Mary will be glad. And have yon been long borne, afr r» "Came last nbfhl/' Hope. "She hasn't been well, I hear. bat is tbe matter V* And be looked very anxious. ••Wall, sir," said Mrs. Eaxton, very guardedly,' "she certainly gave me a Aright when ahe earn* here. She looked

quite pale but whether it was that she wanted a change—but whatever it was, it couldn't be very serious. You shall jndge for yourself. Sister, go to Miss Mary's room, and tell her."

Mrs. Easton, in giving this injunction frowned at her sister as much as to say "Now don't speak, but go."

When she was gone, the next thing was to find out if the woman bad made any foolish admission to Mr. Hope so she waited for him.

She had not long to wait. Hope said: "I hardly expected to see you your sister said you were from home." "Well, sir," said Mrs. Easton, "we were not so far off, but we did come home a little sooner than we intended, and I am glad we did, for all the views in the county."

With that she made an excuse, and left him. She found ber sister in Mary's room: They were comparing notes. "Now," said she to Mrs. Gilbert, "you tell me every word you said to Hope about Miss Mary and me." "Well, I said you were not at home, and that is every word he didn't give me time to say anything more for questioning me atxrat her health." "That's lucky," said Mrs. Easton, dryly. "Thank Heaven, there's no harm done be shan't see the carriage." "Dear me, nurse," said Marv, "all this time I'm longing to see him." "Well, you shall see him, If you won't own to having been a night from home."

Mary promised, and went eagerly Mr. Hope. It did not come natural her to be afraid of him, and she was im patient for the day to come when she might tell him tbe whole story. The reception he gave her was not of a nature to discourage this feeling ber pale face-^for he had been very ill—flushed at sight of ber, bis eyes poured affection upon ber, and he held out ooth bauds to her. "This tbe psle girl they frightened me about!" said ho. "Why, you aro like the roses in July." "That's partly with seeing you sir," said Mrs. Easton, quietly following, "but we do take some credit to ourselves too for Miss Mary was rather pale when she came here a week ago but la, young folks want a change now and then.' "Nurse," said Mary, "I really was not well, and you have done wonders for me, and I hope you won't think me ungrateful, but I must go home with Mr Hope."

Hope's countenance flushed with delight, and Mrs. Easton saw in a moment that Mary's affection was co-oper-ating with her prudence. "I thought that would be her first word, sir," said she. "Why, of course you will, miss. There, don't you take any trouble we'll pack up your things and put them in tbe dog cart but you must eat a morsel both of you before you go. There's a beautiful piece of beef in the pot, not oversslted, and some mealy potatoes and suit dumplings. You sit down and have your chat, Whilst Polly and I get everything for you."

Then Mary asked Mr. Hope so many questions with suoh eager affections that be had no time to ask her any, and then she volunteered the home news, especially of Colonel Clifford's condition, and then she blushed and asked him if he bad said anything to her father about Walter Clifford. "Not much," said Mr. Hope. "You are very young, Mary, and it's not for me to interfere, and I won't interfere. But if you want my opinion, why, I admire the young man extremely. I always liked him he is a straightforward, upright, manly, good-hearted chap, and has Tots of plirin good sense—Heaves knows where he got it!"

This eulogy was interrupted by Mary putting a wnite hand and a perfect nose upon Hope's shoulder, and kissing the cloth thereon. "What," said Hope, tenderly, and yet half sadly—for he knew that all middloaged man must now be second—"have I found the way to your heart?" "You always knew that, Mr. Hope," said Mary softly "especially since my escapade in that horrid brook."

Their affectionate chat was Interrupted by a stout servant laying a snowy cloth, and after her sailed In Mrs. Gilbert, with red face, and carrying a grand dish of smoking hot boiled beef, set in a very flower bed, so to Bpeak of carrots, turnips, and suet dumplings: the servant followed with a brown basin, almost as big as a ewer, filled with mealy potatoes, whose jacketshang by a thread. Around this feast the whole party soon collected, and none of them sighed for Russian soups or French ragouts for the fact is that under the title of boiled beef there exists two things, one of which, without any great impropriety, might be called junk but this was the powdered beef of our ancestors, a huge piece just slightly salted In the house itself, so taat the generous juice remained in it, but the piquant slices, with tbe mealy potatoes, made a delightful combination. The glasses were tilled with home-brewed ale, sparkling and clear and golden as the finest Madeira. They all ate manfully, stimulated by the genial hostess. Even Mary outshone all her former effects, and although she couldn't satisfy Mrs. Gilbert, she deolared she had never eaten so much in all her life. This set good Mrs. Gilbert's cheeks all aglow with simple, honsst uatlsf action.

Hope drove Mary home in the dogtart. He was a hapjpy man, but she could hardly be called a happy woman. She was warm and cold by turns. She had got her friend back, aad that was comfort, but sbe was not treating him with confidence indeed, she was passively deceiving him, and that chilled her but then it would not be for long, and that comforted her, and yet even when the day should come for the great doors of Clifford Hall to fly open to her, would not a sad, reproachful loek from dear Mr. Hope somewhat imbitter her cifp of happiness Deceit, and even retlcense, did not come so natural to her as they do to many women: she was not weak, and she was frank, though very modest,

Mr. Barttey met them at the door, and, owing to Mr. Hope's presence, was more demonstrative than usual. He seemed much pleased at Mary's return, and delighted at her appearance. "Well,' said he, "I am glad I sent you away for a week, we all have missed you, my dear, but tbe change has set you up again. I never saw you look better. Now you are well, we m» *t try and keep you well."

We must leave the reader to imagine tbe mixed feelings with which Mrs. Walter Clifford laid her head upon the pillow that night, and we undertake to say that tbe female reader, at all event*, will supply this blank in oar narrative much better than we conld, though we were to AU a chapter with that subject alone.

Passion Is a terrible enemy to met* affection. Walter Clifford loved his father dearly, yet for twenty-four hours be had almost forgotten him. But the moment he turned hie horse's bead toward Clifford Hall, uneasiness and something very remorse began to seise him. Suppose his father had asked tor him, and wondered where be was, and felt himself deserted aad abandoned in his dying moments. He spurted his horse to a gallop, and soon reached Clifford HalL As he was afiaid to go

straight to his father's room, he went at once to old Baker, and said, in an agitated voice. "One word, John—is he alive?"

VYes, sir, he is," said John, gravely, and rather sternly. "Has he asked for me "More than once or twice, sir."

Walter sank into a chair, and covered his face with hie bands. This softened tbe old servant, whose manner till tbea had been sullen and grim. "You need not fret, Mr. Walter," said be "it's all right. In course I know where you have been."

Walter looked up alarmed. "I mean in a general way," said the old man. "You have been a-courtin of an angel. I know her, sir, and hope to be ber servant some day and if you was to marry any but her, I'd leave service altogether, and so would Rhoda Milton but, Mr. Walter, sir, there's a time for everything: I hope you'll forgive me for saying so. However, you are here sow, and I was wide-awake, and I have made it all right, sir." "That's impossible," said Walter, "How could you make it right with my poor dear father, if in his last moments ne felt himself neglected "But he didn't feel himself neglected." 'I don't understand you," said Walter. "Well, sir," said old Baker, "I'm an old servant, and I have done my duty to father and son according to my lights: I told him a lie." "A lie, John said Walter. "A thundering lie," said John, rather aggressively. "I don't know as I ever told a greater lie in all my life. I told him you was gone up to London to fetch a doctor."

Walter grasped John Baker's hand. God bless you, old man," said be, "for taking that on your conscience! Well, rou sba'n't have yourself to reprosch or my fault. I know a first class gout doctor in London he has cured it more than once. I'll wire bim down this minute you'll dispatch the message, and I'll go to my father."

The message was sent, and when the Colonel awoke irom an uneasy slumber he saw his son at tbe foot of the bed, gazing piteously at him. "My dear boy," said he, faintly, and held out a wasted hand. Walter was pricked to the heart at this greeting: not a word of remonstrance at his absence. "I fear you missed me, father," said he,sadly. "That I have," said the old man "but I dare say you didn't forget me, though you weren't by my side."

Tbe high-minded old soldier said no more, and put no questions, but confided in his son's affection, and awaited the result of it. Fiom that hour Walter Clifford nursed bis father day and night. Dr. Garner arrived- next day. He examined the patient, and put a great many questions as to the history and progress of tbe disorder up to that date, and inquired in particular what was the length of time the fits generally endured. Here he found them all rather hazy. "Ah," said he, "patients are seldom able to assist their medical adviser with precise information on this point, yet it's very important. Well, can you tell me how long this attack

They told him that within a day or two. "Then now," said he, "tbe most important question of all: What day did the pain leave his extremeties

The patient and John Baker had to compare notes to answer this question, and they made it out to be about twenty

'^Then he ought to be as dead as a herring," whispered tbe doctor. After this be began to walk tbe room and meditate, with bis hands behind him. "Open those top windows," said he.

Now draw the screen, and give his lungs a chance no draughts must blow upon him, you know." Then he drew Walter aside. "Do you want to know the truth Well, then, his life hangs on a thread. The gout is creeping upward, and will inevitably kill him 11 we can't get It down. Nothing but heroic remedies will do that, and it's three to five against them. What do you say "I dare not—I dare not. Pray put the question to him." "I will," said the doctor and accordingly he did put it to him with a good deal of feeling and gentleness, ana the answer rather surprised bim.

Weak as he was, Colonel Clifford's dull eye flashed, and he half raised himself on his elbow. "What a question to put to a soldier!" said he. "Why, let us fight, to be sure. I thought it was twenty to one—five to three? I have often won the rubber with five to three against me."

wAh!"said

Dr. Garner, "these are the

patients that give the doctor a chance." Then he turned to Baker. "Have you any good champagne in tbe house—not sweet, and not toodnr, and full of fire?" "Irroy's Carte d'Or," suggested the patient, entering into the business with a certain feeble alacrity that showed his gout had not always been unconnected with imprudenoe in diet.

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Baker was sent for the champagne. It was brought and opened, and the mtient drank some of It fizzing. When le had drank what he could, his eyes twinkled, and he said, "That's a hair of a dog that has often bitten me."

The wine soon got into his weakened head, and he dropped asleep. Another draught when he wakes," said the doctor, "but from a fresh bottlo*" "We'll finish this one to your health in the servants' hall," said honest John Baker.

Dr. Garner staid there all night keeping up the patient's strength with eggs ana brandy, and everything, in short, except medicine: and be also administered champagne, but at much longer intervals.

At one o'clock next day the patient gave a dismal groan Walter and the others started up in alarm. "Good!" said the doctor, calmly "now I'll go to bed. Gall me if there's say fre*h symptom."

At six o'clock old Baker bunt in the room: "Sir, sir, he have swore at me twice. The Lord be praised!" "Excellent!" said the doctor. "Now tell me what disagrees with him most after champagne?" "Why, Green Chartreuse, to he tare," said old Baker. ««Tb«a give him a table-spoonful," said the doctor. "Get me some hot water." "Which first?** inquired Bsker. "The patient, to be sure," said Dr. Garner.

Soon after this tbe doctor stood by

evidently tried sot to. Dr. Gamer looked at his watch.

"I

think there's time to catch tbe evening train." "Why," said Walter, "surely yon would not desert at this is tbe orate, is It not?" "It's somsthlng more than that." said the doctor "tbe disease knows its old place It baa gone back to tbe foot like a shot and if you can keep It there, the

patient will live he's not the sort of patient that strikes his colors while there's a bastion left to defend."

These words pleased the old Colonel so that be waved a feeble hand above his head, then groaned most dismally, and ground his teeth to avoid profanity.

The doctor, with exquisite gontleness, drew tbe clothes off his feet, and sent for a lot of fleecy cotton or wool, and warned them all not to touch the bed, nor even to approach the lower part of it, and then he once more proposed to leave, and gave his reasons. "Now, look here, you know, I have done my part, and if I give special in structions to the nurses, they can do the rest. I'm rather dear, and why should you waste your money? "Dear !"said Walter, warmly "you're as cheap as dirt, and as good as gold, and the very sight of you is a comfort to us. There's a fast train at ten I'll drive you to the station after breakfast myself. Your fees—they are nothing to us. We love him, and we are happiest house in Christendom we, that were the saddest." "Well," said the doctor, "you north country-men are hearty people. I'll stay till to-morrow morning—indeed, I'll stay till the afternoon, for my London day will be lost anyway."

He staid accordingly till three o'clock, left his patieat out of all present danger, and advised Walter especially against allowing colohtcum to be administered to nim until his strength had recovered. "There is no medicinal cure for gout," said he "pain is a mere sympton, colchlcum soothes that pain, not by affecting the disease, but by stilling the action of the heart. Well, if you still the action of that heart there, you'll kill him as surely as if you stilled it with a pistol bullet. Knock off his champagne in three or four days, and wheel himIrito tbe sun as soon as you can with safety, fill his lungs with oxygen, and keep all worry and dlspntes and mental anxiety from him, if you can. Don't contradiot him for a month to come."

The Colonel had a terrible bout of it so far as pain was concerned, but after about a fortnight the paroxysms intermitted, the appetite increased. Everybody was his nurse everybody, including Julia Clifford, humored him Percy Fitzroy was never mentioned, and the name of Bartley religiously avoided. Tbe Colonel had got a fright, and was more prudent in nis diet, and always in tbe open air.

Walter left him only at. odd times, when he could hope to get a hasty word with Mary, and*tell her how thing were going, and do all that man coul do to keep her heart up, and reconcile her to the present situation.

Returning from hiB wife one day. and leaving her depressed by their galling situation, though she was never peevish, but very sad and thoughtful, he found his father and Julia Clifford in the library. Julia had been writing letters for him she gave Walter a deprecato look, as much as to say, "What I am doing is by compulsion, and you won't like It." Colenel Clifford didn't leave the young man in any doubt about the matter. He said "Walter, you heard me spe$k of Bell, the counsel who leads this circuit. I was once so fortunate as to do him a good turn, and be has not forgotten it he will sleep here the day after to-morrow, and he will go over that blackguard's lease he has been in plenty of raining cases. I have got a sort of half opinion out of him already he thinks It contrary to the equity of contract* that minerals should pass uni der a farm lease where the surface of tbe 1 is a just equivalent to the yearl rment but the old fox won't spea. positively till he has read every syllable of the lease. However, It stands to reason that It's a fraud it comes from a man who Is all fraud but thank God I am myself again."

He started up erect as a dart. "I'll have bim off my lands I'll drag him out of the bowels of the earth, nim and all his clan."

With this and other threats of the same character he marched out of the room, striking the floor hard with his stick as he went, and left Julia Clifford amazed, and Walter Clifford aghast| at his vindictive fury. [CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.]

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it. PrlooS eeate or aro tor fLOQ. Stalled oa receipt of price. Sold by all druggists and country storey

Bop Fkuter Ccmtpmf, Proprietors, Breton, lUas.—-

KP*ftor constipation, loos of appetite aad diseases of th bowels take Hawtey* Btamaoh and liter Fills. SSeectr

Main.

SATE YOUR EYES. Terre Haute Eye Infirmary Dr. R. D. Haley,of New York, late of Trenton, Mo. and Dr. J. E. Dunbar. of St. Louis,late of Winchester, Proprietors

will treat all diseases of the Eye, 10 days, free of charge, if ample satisfaction 1b not given Officj ana rooms, southwest cornerThiru and Ohio streets, where one of us can be consulted at all hours di^ring the day. City references: J. T. Musick, druggist, next door to

THE DINGEE & CONARD CCTS BEAUTIFUL EVER-BLOOMING

epLs:on vARnxntStf I bit UH loti.jroar 0H0X0£$l Sfconjr Pot PLintu, tat imimxllate bloom,delivered safe!}' by mail poat-paid to all polntq

12 fbr S2. 10 for S3,

80 4. 35 5. 75 iO. 100 13. WE C1VE AWAY&felBB more Roses thau most eathbllahmontfl grow, and an the only oonoena mating- fSi'KClAji Business

Sixty L,ar«o Houses for Kosesalona eomnUtt lVrart**

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THE DINGEE A CONARD CO. Rose Growers, West Grow,Cheater Co^Pa

HE IMPROVED

United States Scales.

Wagon, Stock, Coal, Hopper, Dormant Railroad track and others, nil sizes. The bent Improved Scales In the world, sold at pricexthat defy competition.

Send for Illustrated circular Address UJSITED STATES SCALE CO. Terre Haut*, Ind.. Office and works on south Fourth Street. (Patented May 18th, 1875—Feb. 26th, 1878. Two patents Dec. 20th 1882.) S. J. AUSTIN, Patentee. 500,000 ACRE8 OF

I aTn'k LANDS

NORTHERN WISCON8IN on tho lino of

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on liberal terms to actual Settlers. Full particulars with good map sent free. CHAS. L. COLBY) LAND COMMISSIONER, W.C.R.R., Milwaukee, Wis.

Pettit's American COUCH CURE. CUBES CONSUMFTIOII-USB in tlHLB.

ESR-FixssT Cocap Cess COMrouNDED. Equal in merit to

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Fifty cents. By all Drugirwt*, or hy mull. IE. T. HAZELTItnc. Warren, Pa,

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Ayer's Pills.

After tie bowels are regulated, one of tbeees FUJs, tafcen each day after dinner, is usually all tbat is required to complete tbe cure.

Arm's PILLS are sugar-coated and purely vegetable—a pleasant, entirely safe, aad reliable raedfefae for tbe eore of all disorder* of thm stomacb and bowels. They ase tie beet of all puxgattvae for family nee.

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