Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 15, Number 41, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 4 April 1885 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE,

Called Back

Br HUGH COW WAT.

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A TEBBIBLH OOlfFBSSIOW.

crime in which Ceneri had been concerned assumed more fearful proportions. It was more dreadful than I uad suspected. The victim a near blood relation—his own sister's child! Nothing, I felt, could be urged to excuse 01 palliate the crime. Even had he not ordered and planned it, he had been

I was spared the necessity of asking the question I was trying to force to my hps. The convict raised his head •ndjooked at me with miserable. eyes. "You shrink from me. No wonder. Yet I am not so guilty as you think." "Tell me all, first the excuses may «ome afterward, if anything can be ttrged in excuse of the crime.

I spoke as I felt—sternly and contemptuously. "None can be urged for the murderer. "For me, God knows I would willingly Jiave let that bright boy live. He for cook and forgot his country, but that I forgave." "His country! his father's country was Englandr "His mother's was Italy," replied {Jeneri. almost fiercely. "He had our blood in his veins. His mother was a true Italian. She would Jiave given fortune, life—ay, even hon«r( for Italy." "No matter. Tell me the whole terrible story."

He and his sister were the children of respectable middle-class people—not aoble as Macari asserted. He had been given a liberal education, and adopted Jbe profession of a doctor. His sister, from whom Pauline inherited her great leauty, lived the life of an ordinary Italian girl—a duller life, perhaps, than many or them led, as, following her Jbrotner's example, she refused to share In gayeties whilst the white-cdated foe mled the land. No doubt she would kavo been faithful to her mourning for ker country had not love come upon the scene. An Englishman named March taw the fair Italian girl, won her heart, wedded her and carried her away in trimmph to his native land. Ceneri never

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uite forgave his sister for her deser and defection but the opened before her by the marriage wen ao great that he made but little oppoai #011 to it. March was a very rich man He was the only son of an only son. which fact accounts for Pauline having. *0 far as Ceneri knew, no near relative on her father's side. For several year. Jbe young husband and his beautifu 4ark-eyed wife lived in great happiness Two children, a son and daughter, were I® rn to them. When the son was twelve ami the daughter ten years old the fath or died. The widow, who had made few close friends In England, and onlv loved the country for her husband? sake, flew back to her native land. She was cordially welcomed back by her olc Jtiends. She was considered faouloush wealthy, ller husband, in the first flusl of Ids passion, had made a will be

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ueathing everything he possessed tc absolutely. Although children had since come, so perfectly did he trust hei ttuit no change liad been made as to the disposition of his property. So witfc

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icn a fortune at her command. Mrs was honored and courted by all She had, until she met her future hus band, loved her brother above ever} one in the world. She had echoed hi?

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atriotism, sympathized with him in schemes, and listened to the wild plots he was always planning. He was some years older than she was, and upon her return to Italy she found him. outwardly, nothing more than a quiet hard-working, ill-paid doctor. She marveled at the" change from the headstrong, visionary, daring young mai die had left. It was not until he was •ertain her heart had not forsaken hei •ountry that Ceneri allowed her to see that under his prosaic exterior lurked one of the subtlest and ablest minds ol all those engaged in working out the liberation or Italy. Then all his old away came hack.. She admired, almost worship 1 him. She. too, was ready to make A:. SM,'.''Ice when the time should •otne.

What sfrn ^tild have done had she

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Ceneri, haying made thta astounding TheI tte man were .rthrncL *inouncement, threw his wasted arm? gjw™ •cross the rough table and laid h«head 0n 0y 0

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He told me. In justice to a penitent man, I do not use his own words in retelling it. Without his accent and stress Miey would sound cold and unemotional. Criminal he had been, but not so utterly black as my fancy had painted him. Bis great fault was that in the cause of liberty any weapons were allowable, any crimes were pardonable. We Englishmen, whose idea of tyranny and oppression is being debarred from the •xercise of the franchise, can neithei •nderstand nor sympathize with a man •f his type. We may call the government righteous or corrupt as we are Whigs or Tories, and one side happens to be in or out but, at least, we are xuled by our countrymen, elected by tome of us for that purpose. Let us be for years and years at the mercy of a foreigner, ana we may understand what a»triotism in Ceneri's sense means.

Then she were

Anthony and Pauline were schools but ha ieir father's native

all old friends having been lost during their mother's widowh

Then the longed-for moment came! The great blow was to be struck. Ceneho had kept himself out of little plots, felt that now or never he must do all he could do for his country. He hailed the coming man. He knew that Garibaldi was to be the savior of his oppressed land. The first rash step haa been taken and led to success.

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Why should he hesitate? Had his sister lived she would have given all the fortune she possessed as

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would have given her life! were not her children half Italian? Liberty laughed at such a small thing as breach of trust.

recently8onterm*' ruthlea&ly*rSSz^and1 sacrificed' toe

& S3 whole of the children's inheritance. He __mp with the man who had •truck tile blow. I could" scarcely confelt

of friendship low. I coi trol the loathing and contempt for the abject wretch before me. My turning indignation would scarcely allow me to ask him, in intelligible speech, the object of the cruel deed. But foi once and all I must have everything made clear to me.

poured

their thousands and thousands

into the hands held out for them. The large sum was spent where it wra most wanted, and Ceneri averred that he freed Italy by the opportune aid. Perhaps he did—who can tell?

Titles and honors were afterward offered: him for this great though secret service. It makes me think better 0. the man that he refused all reward. Hi/ conscience may have told him he hao not robbed himself. Any way. he remained plain Dr. Cenen, and broke with his old leaders and friends wher he found that Italy was to be a king dom, not a republic.

He had kept, I said, a few thousand pounds. The boy and the girl were growing up. and their uncle thought that even nis patriotism permitted him to keep back enough to complete theii education and start them in life. Pauline was promising to be so beautifu1 that he troubled little about her future A rich husband would set. everything right for her. But Anthony—who waj becoming a wild headstrong young fel low—was another affair.

As soon as the youth should reach man's estate, Ceneri had resolved make a clean breast of his defalcations —to tell him how the money had beeD spent—to beg his forgiveness, and, ii necessary,bear the penalty of his fraudulent act. But so long as any money remained he delayed doing so. Theyounjj man, if evincing no sympathy with his uncle's regeneration schemes and pursuit of liberty, fully believed in his integrity. Peeling assured that when h' came of age he would succeed to splendid inheritance, swelled by accumulated savings, he threw awaj money in a thousand and one extravagant ways, till Ceneri soon saw that the end of the reserve fund was drawing near.

So long as he had money in hand tc meet Anthony's demands, ne postponed the evil day of confession. The idea which Macari had tried to work out with my aid, of appealing to the Italiar Government for a return of some of the amounts expended, suggested itself tc him but to carry this out it would b* necessary to let nis nephew know what had taken place—the appeal must be made in his name.

As the inevitable exposure drew neai he dreaded it more ana more. He had studied Anthony's character, and felt sure that when ne knew the truth hii one wish would be to take revenge or the fraudulent trustees. Ceneri could see nothing before him but a well-de-served term of penal servitude. If the English law failed to touch him, that ol his own country might be brought against him.

It seems to me that until this time he had committed no crime from which he could not absolve himself on the grounds of patriotism but now the desire to save himself from punishment grew upon him, and he determined to avoid tne consequences of his acts.

He had never relt any great affection for the two children. No doubt they had latterly appeared in the light ol wronged innocents who would one day demand a reckoning with him. They were in disposition too much like theii father for him to be greatly drawn toward them. He despised Anthony foi his gay, frivolous hfe—a life without plans or ambition—and contrasted it with his own. He honestly believed he was doing good work in the world that his plots and conspiracies quickened the steps of universal liberty. In his dark, secret circle he was a figure of considerable importance. If he were ruined and imprisoned he would be missed. Had he not the right to weigh his own high rposesagains liis nephew?

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So he reasoned and persuaded himself that, for the sake of mankind, he might do almost anything to save himself.

Anthony March was now twenty-two. Trusting his, uncle-x careless and easygoing so long as his wants had been supplied he had accepted, until now,the excuses made for deferring the settlement of his affairs. Whether his suspicions had at last been awakened or not cannot be said but recently he had taken another tone, and was insisting that his fortune should be at once placea in his hands. Ceneri. whose schemes called him for a time to England, pacified him by assuring him that he would, during his stay in London, explain every thing.

The explanation must indeed be given now, as Anthony's last drafts had reduced the remnantof his father's wealth almost to nothing.

Now. as to Maeari's part in theaffair. He had been for years a useful and trusted agent of Ceneri's: but most probably without the latter's lofty and unselfish aims. He appears to have followed conspiracy as a trade by which money might be made. The fact, which seems beyond a doubt, that he fought

been called n, it is impossible to say bravely and distinguished himself on but there Utle doubt but her fortune*

and hpr dtiWli en's K-rtune would have been Treely sjH'nt in the good cause. As It was she died long before the pear was ripe, and when she died, such was her faith in her brother, everything was left In his hands as sole trustee for her children. In her last moments the thought of her husband's decided English prooUvities made her exact a promise that both the boy and the girl should be

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the battle-field, may be accounted foi by the natural ferocity of the man'* nature, which bade him fight for the sake of fighting.

Being mixed up In all his plots he was often at Ceneri's house, wherever foi the time being it might be: and on many occasions saw Pauline. He fell in love with her when she was but a young girl and tried everything he knew to win her heart. To her he was soft and kind. She had no reason to mistrust him, but she utterly refused to give him the love he asked for. The pursuit went on at intervals for years—tfaa man, to.gift

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holidays were spent in Italy. grew up almost as much Italian as English. Ceneri husbanded, invested and managed their fortune with care and in a business-like way. I have no doubt, so far as it went, his honesty was unimpeachable.

him his due. was constancy ittfeif. Again and again Pauline assured him of the hopelessness of his suit, but after each rebuff he returned to the attack.

Ceneri gave him no encouragement. He did not wish to offend him, and seeing that the girl was proof against hi? blandishments, let things alonp, hoping that Macari would grow weary of, urging those requests which were always met by refusals. He believed that he was not seeking Pauline for the sakeo* the money which should have been hers. Macari knew what large sums Ceneri had poured into the patriot's treasury, and, no doubt, guessed whence they came.

Pauline remained at school until she was nearly eighteen then she spent twe years with her uncle in Italy. It was a dull life for the girl, and she sighed audibly for England. Although meeting him seldom, she was passionately attached to her brother, ana was greatly delighted when Ceneri told her that business would take him for awhile to London, and that she might accompany him. She was growing tired of Macari pertinacity, and, moreover, longed to see her brother again.

Ceneri. for the sake of receiving his many political friends at what hours ol day or night he chose, took a furnished house for a short term. Pauline's disgust was great when she found that one of their first visitors was Macari. His presence was so indispensable to Ceneri that he took up his abode with them in Horace street. As old Teresa, the doctor's servant, accompanied the party and waited upon them, the change tc Pauline was a very slight one.

Macari still persecuted the girl without success. At last, almost desperate, he formed the wild plan of trying to enlist her brother on his side. His idea was that Pauline's love for Anthony would induce her to yield to any wish he expressed. He was no particulai friend of the young man's, but, having once rendered him a signal service, felt himself entitled to ask a favor at his hftnda. Knowing that both brother and sister were penniless he had less hesitation in so doing.

Hei called on Anthony and made his request. Anthony, who seems to have

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a proud, arrogant and not a very

leasant young man, simply laughed at impertinence and bade him begone. Poor Doy, he little knew what that laugh would cost him!

It may have been the retort made by Macari, as he departed in a whirlwind of rage, that opened Anthony's eyes as to the jeopardy in which his fortune was placed. Any way he wrote at once to his uncle, insisting upon an immedfr ate settlement. In the event of any delay he would consult a solicitor, and if necessary take criminal proceedings against tne trustee.

The moment which Ceneri had so long dreaded—so long postponed—had come only now, the confession, instead of being as he intended a voluntary one, would be wrung from him.

Whether he would be amenable to the Italian or English law he did not know, but he felt certain'that Anthony would at once take steps to insure his arrest and detention. The latter, if only temporary, would ruin the scheme upon which he was now engaged. At any cost Anthony March must be silenced for a time.

He assured me with the solemnity of a dying man that no thought of the dreadml means which effected this was in his mind. He had revolved many plans and finally settled on put which, although difficult to execute and Very hazardous, seemed to give the best promise of success. His intention was with the assistance of his friends and subordinates, to carry Anthony abroad, and deposit him for some months in a lunatic asylum. The confinement was only to be temporary yet, although Ceneri did not confess to it, I have lit tie doubt but the young man would have been asked to buy his freedom by a promise to forgive the misappropriation of the trust money.

And now as to carrying this precious plan into execution. Macari, vowing vengeance for the words of insult, was ready to aid in every way. Petroff, thp man with the scarred face, was the doctor's, body and soul. Teresa, the old servant, would have committed any crime at her master's command. The necessary papers could be obtained 01 forged. Let the conspirators get Anthony to visit them at the house in Horace street, and he should leave it only as a lunatic in charge of his doctor and his keepers. It was a vile, treacherous scheme, the success of which was very doubtful, necessitating, as it must, carrying the victim to Italy. How this was to be done Ceneri did not exactly explain—perhaps he had not quite worked out the details of the plot —perhaps the boy was to be drugged— perhaps he counted upon his frantic state when he discovered the true position of affairs to give color to the statement that he was of unsound mind.

The first thing was to induce Anthony to come to Horace street at an houi suitable for development of the plot. Ceneri made his preparations gave his instructions to his confederates, and then wrote to his nephew begging him to call upon him that night and hear his explanation of matters.

Perhaps Anthony mistrusted his relative and his associates more than was suspected. Any way, he replied by declining the invitation, but suggested that his uncle should call upon him instead. Then, by Maeari's advice, Pauline was made tne innocent means ol luring her brother to the fatal house. Ceneri expressed his perfect indifference as to where the meeting took place but, being very much engaged, postponed it for a day or two. He then told Pauline that as business would keer him from home until late the next night, it would be a good opportunity for hei to spend some time with her brother-— she had better ask him to come and see her during his absence. As he also wanted to see Anthony she must endeavor to keep him until his return.

Pauline, suspecting nothing, wrote tc her brother, and, saying she should be all alone until late at night, begged him to come to her, or, if he would, take hei to some place of amusement. They went to the theater together, and it was twelve o'clock before he brought hei back to Horace street No doubt she begged him to remain with her awhile —perhaps against his will. Awful ai the shock or what followed was to the

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ri, it must have been doubly so when knew that her entreaties had led him to his death.

The brother and sister sat alone foi sometime then Ceneri and his two friends made their appearance. Anthony seemed displeased at the encounter, but made the best of matters and greeted his uncle civilly. Macari he simply turned his bock upon.

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done when Anthony was about to leave the house. Then ne might be seized and conveyed to the cellar: his cries ii needful being stifled. Pauline was to know nothing about it. Arrangements had been made for her to go on the morrow to a friend of her uncle's, with whom she was to stay, ignorant of the purport of the business which suddenly called the plotters away. "Pauline," said Ceneri, "I think you bad better go to bed. Anthony and 1 have some affairs to speak about." "I will wait until Anthony leaves," she said, "but if you want to talk I will go into the other room."

So toying, she passed through the folding-aoors and went to the piano, where she sat playing and singing foi her own amusement. "It is too late to talk about business to-night," said Anthony as his sister lefttne room. "You had better take this opportunity. I find I must leave England tomorrow."

Anthony, having no wish to let hip uncle escape without an explanation, reseated himself. 'Very well," he said "but there is no need to have strangers present.1 "They are scarcely strangers. They are friends of mine, who will vouch foi the truth of what I am going to say." "I will not have my affairs talked about before a man like that," said Anthony, with a motion of contempt toward. Macari.

The two men were conversing in low tone. Pauline was not far off, and neither wished to alarm her by high words or by the appearance of a pending quarrel but Macari heard the remark and saw the gesture. His eyes blazed and he leaned forward toward young March. "It may be in a few days," he said, "you will be willing enough to give me freely the gift you refused a short time ago/

Ceneri noticed that the speaker's right hand was inside the breast of his coat, but this being a favorite attitude of his, thought nothing of it.

Anthony aid not condescend to reply. He turned from the man with a look oi utter contempt—a look which, no doubt, drove Macari almost beside himseli with rage. "Before we talk about anything else,r he said to his uncle, "I shall insis from now Pauline is placed under care. Neither shenor ner fortune shal

Then, even as he fell, Pauline's song stopped, and her cry of horror rang through the room. From her seat at the piano she could see what had happened. Is it any wonder that the sight Dereft her of her senses?

Macari was standing over his victim. Ceneri was stupefied at the crime which in a moment had obviated any necessity for carrying out his wild plot. The only one who seemed in possession of his wits was Petroff. It was imperative that Pauline should be silenced. Hei cries would alarm the neighbors. He rushed forward, and throwing a large woolen sofa-cover over her head,placed her on the couch, where he held ner by force.

At that moment I made my frantic entrance—blind and helpless, but, for all they knew, a messenger of vengeance.

Even the ruthless Macari was staggered at my appearance. It was Ceneri who, following the instincts of selfpreservation, drew a pistol and cocked it. It was he who understood the meaning of mv passionate appeal to their mercy—he who, he averred, saved my life.

Macari, as soon as he recovered from his surprise, insisted that I should share Anthony March's fate. His dagger was once more raised to take human life, whilst Petroff, who had been forced by the new turn of affairs to leave Pauline, pinned me down where I had fallen. Ceneri struck the steel aside and saved me. He examined my eyes and vouched for the truth of my statement. There was no time for recriminations or accusations, but he swore that another murder should not be committed.

Petroff supported him, and Macari at last sullenly yielded, with the stipulation that I should be disposed of in the manner already related. Had the means been at hand, I should have been drugged at once as it was, the old servant, who as yet knew nothing of the tragedy which had taken place, was roused up and sfent out in search of the needful draught. The accomplices dared 110 let me leave their sight, so I was compelled to sit and listen to all their actions.

Why did Ceneri not denounce the murder? Why was he, at least, and accessory after tne crime? I can only believe that he was a worse man than he confessed himself to be, or that he trembled at his share in the transaction. After all, he had been planning a crime almost as black, and when the truth as to the trust money was known, no jury in the world would have acquitted him. Perhaps both he and Petroff held human life lightly their hands were certainly not clean from political assassinations. Feeling that a trial must go hard with them, they threw their lot in with Maeari's and at once set about baffling inquiry and hiding all traces of the crime. From that moment there was little to choose between the degrees in criminality of the three men.

Now that they were all sailing in the same boat, they had little doubt of success. Teresa was perforce taken into their confidence. This was no matter, as, devoted to Ceneri, she would have aided in a dozen murders had her master decreed them. First of all, they must get rid of me. Petroff—for Ceneri would not trust me in Maeari's hands —went out and found a belated cab. For a handsome consideration the driver consented to lend it to him for an hour and a half. It was still night, so there was no difficultv in carrying my senseless form to it without observation.

Petroff drove off, and having deposited me in a by-way along distance from the house, returned the cab to its owner and rejoined his companions.

And now for Pauline. Her moans

the accomplices would Until she recovered

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become the prey of a low-bred, beggarly Italian adventurer like this man. your friend."

These were the last words the pool boy ever spoke. Macari took one step toward him—he made no exclamation of rage—hissed out no oath which might warn his victim. Grasped in his righl hand the long bright steel leaped from its lurking place, and as Anthony March looked up, and then threw himself back in his chair to avoid him, the blow was struck downward with all the force of that strong arm—the point ol the dagger entering just below the col-lar-bone and absolutely transfixing the heart. Anthony March was silenced forever!

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place her under Teresa's ehargfe. she awoke they must decide what to pursue.

But the pressing thing was, how to make away with the dead body of the murdered man. All sorts of plans were discussed, until one at last was adopted, theveiy audacity of which no doubt made it a success. They were now growing desperate and prepared to risk much.

Early in the morning a letter was dispatched to Anthony'slodging, saying that Mr. March had been taken seriously ill the night before, and was at his uncle's. This served to stop any inquiry from that quarter. In the meantime the poor young fellow had been laid out as decently as possible, and with everything that could be done to suggest a natural death. A doctor's certificate of death was then forged. Ceneri did not tell me how the form was obtained. The man he got it from knew nothing of its object. An undertaker then was ordered to send a coffin and deal case for the same the next night. The body, in Ceneri's presence, was simply placed inside it, with none of the usual paraphernalia, the reason given for such apparent indecency being that it was only a temporary arrangement, as it was to betaken abroad for interment. The undertaker marveled, but being well paid, held his peace. Then, by the aid of the forged certificate, the proper formalities were complied with, and in two days' time the three men in the garb of mourners, were traveling to Italy with the body of their victim. There was nothing to stop them, nothing suspicious in their manner or in the circumstances of the case. They actually took the coffin to the town wnere Anthony's mother died, and they buried the son by the side of the mother, with his name and the date of his death recorded on the stone, Then they felt safe from everybody except Pauline.

They were safe even from her. When she at last awoke from her stupor, even Teresa could see that something had

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one wrong. She said nothing about scene sne had witnessed she asked no questions. Her past had vanished. According to instructions given her, Teresa, as soon as possible, took her to join Ceneri in Italy, and he saw that Maeari's crime had deprived the brother of life and the sister of reason.

No search or inquiry was made for Anthony March. Carrying out his bold plan to the very letter, Ceneri instructed an agent to take possession of his few personal effects at his lodgings, and to inform the people there that he had died at his house and been taken to Italy to be buried with his mother. A few friends for awhile regretted a companion, and there was an end of the affair. Nothing having been heard of the blind man, it was supposed he had been wise enough to keep his own counsel.

Months and months passed by, whilst Pauline remained in the same state. Teresa took charge of her, and lived with her in Turin until that time when I saw them at San Giovanni. Ceneri, who had no fixed home, saw little of the girl. His presence did not awaken any, painful recollections in her mind, but to him the sight of his niece was unbearable. It recalled what he was eager to forget. She never seemed happy in Italy in her uncertain way she was pining for England. Anxious to get ner out of his sight, he had consented that Teresa should take her to London— had. in fact, come to Turin that particular day to arrange as to their departure. Macari, who, even with a .brother's blood between them, considered her in some way his property, accompanied him. He had been continually urging Ceneri to let him marry her, even as she was now. lie had threatened to carry her off by force. He had sworn she should be his. She remembered nothing—why should he not wed her?

Bad as Ceneri was, he had recoiled from this. He would even, had it been possible, have broken off all intercourse with Macari but the men were too deep in each other's secrets to be divided on account of a crime, however atrocious so he sent Pauline to England. There she was safe from Macari. Then came my proposal, the acceptance of which would uike her, at my expense, entirely off his hands and out of his companion's way.

Hence our strange marriage, which even now he justified by saying that should the girl grow attached to any one, should any feeling corresponding to affection be awakened in her clouded mind—that mind would gradually be built up again.

This, not in his own words, was Ceneri's tale. I now knew all I wanted to know. Perhaps he had painted himself in better colors than he deserved but he had given me the whole dark history freely and unreservedly, and in spite of the loathing and abhorrence with which he now inspired me, I felt that he had told me the truth. [T0 GmtMud.] T" f1

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Durham, N. C, Feb. 25,18S5.

My Dear "Mac":—I have delayed writing to you, with reference to the Ath-' lophoros remedy, until I could hear froma friend of mine, a gentleman of high character, who used Athlophoros at my suggestion with very great benefit. He i» a tobacco manufacturer of high standing, i. I have waited to hear from him in orderi that I might use his name officially. I am satisfied, however, that he must be at thoNew Orleans Exposition, and my letter* have failed to reach him. So I will notdelay answering your letter longer. Yore want to know whether Athlophoros i* really as good as you thought when voti sokindly sent me a couple bottles. I had a. sister who was a victim of neuralgia and rheumatism. She suffered intensely, and her condition gave her family and friends much concern. Every known remedy waa» tried, but without efleet. When thebottles yon sent me came, I sent one tomy

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is the gentleman to whom I wrote. I wanted to send with this his opinion in his own handwriting, but as I stated li» must still be at New Orleans. A very, worthy colored man, a house carpenter, Jim Whitted by name, lives in the house adjoining "my man of all work.*" One morning my man told me that Jin* was sufiering so intensely from rlieumatism that the neighborhood was disturbedday and night ly his cries of agony. Wishing to test Athlophoros before my own eyes on a genuine case of acuto rheumatism, I wrote the Athlophoros Company stating Jim's condition, and oflering^ if they would send me the remedy, to see that it had a fair trial in his case. I confess, with all my confidence in Athlo-

personal knowledge. I am very slow to speak of or recommend any medicine, but when a remedy has the virtue and the* merit that I believe Athlophoros has, I cannot hesitate to recommend it. I have^ given you facto—don't they answer your question fully? Yours truly, J. S. CASH.. •,

It you cannot get ATHLOFBOKOSof your dragjrist, we win send It express paid, oa receipt off regular price-one dollar perbottle. We prefer that you buy It from your druggist* but it h& basat it, do not be persuaded to try sometbin£ else, but order at once from as, ss directed., AraLOFHOROs Co., 112 Wall street, New yort.,

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