Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 19, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 October 1887 — Page 7

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

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Roger Laroque.

Adapted and Translated from the French of Jnles Mary.

BY OLIVE HARPER.

-iegun in The Mail Aug. 27.]

CHAPTER XIX

Roger returned saddened aud horrified from A tbe bedside of Julia, who, ho now l:uow, bad willed, probably designed, his ruin, aud now all that had been hidden in that poor boy's heart was plain to him. Added to this

Miou^lii waa tb'.i fear of losing his only child, and In* besan to wish he had never left Amer•f tea, v.iicra tbey had been at peaco. Cut what was dono wus done. He now had to think of her and her happiness only, that was Mi if nlie lived.

When he l-cached tho house at daybreak be aimost feared to enter tbo room, but ho mustered what coura-o he could and opened tho door softly and made two steps forward, when ho saw Suzanne lyinj with her beautiful violet eyes, now pretcrnaturally large, wide open and a sweet smile upon ber lips, and she htretclied out her hands, saying feebly "Ob, father, how happy I am!"

Roger held out his arms to Raymond, who, after one minute of hesitation, threw himself into Roger Laroque's embrace.

Raymond knew from Roger's eyes that his mother was dead, but neither dared Bay a word before Suzanne, and as lier father kissed ber tenderly bo said: "I am obliged to send Raymond away from you for a day or two, my child, on business that brooks of no delay but you will be brave and spare him, will you not! For your father's sake and for Raymond's future, which is now to bo passed by your side."

Suzanno, too weak to talk, made an affirmative sign, and Raymond bent over ber and pressed hit first kiss on her lips—his seal of betrothal

Raymond knew all his mother had expiated ber crime, and her soul had passed to a higher Judge, and Roger had forgiven ber and if his mother wns forgiven, then, at last, be might accept tbe joy that such forgireueas brought.

The two men went out together and Raymond heard all there was to tell, and be went to Meridon farm to pay the last sad rites to hi9 erring mother's ashes.

Roger loved his child, and he was willing (bat she should become Raymond's wife bat that did not prevent him from feeling hia Ion, and us ho walked his thoughts went, as, indued, they always had, back to tho dajs wben'kis beloved wife was with him, before this cinel tragedy bad taken place. He bad loved Henriette truly nod profoundly, and ber memory tviu always bright and tenderly kept in liia heart of hearts.

That day was Saturday, and it waa for this night that the nppoiiinvent with Luversan was made at LiiroueUe'rf cottage, in Vilie d'Avray, which Roger had rented somodays twfore.* Everything had remained just as It was the day of the murder. Nothing was hanged. and Roger was obliged to be there punctual to his appointment, to make an effort to discover the real awassin in order to clear his own name.

Suzanne, the doctor said, was now out of -,l«neer, and Ilogerleft ber in his charge and that of the nurse for the night, aud she seemed to be so well that he had no fear.

Roger had wrltt- Tristot and Plvolot to come there as eari.v as 8 o'clock, and they, acting on his orders, induced M. Lacroix and Id. De Lignerolles accompany them. The latter, though not knowing what they were wanted for, were both on hand at the hour appointed, and were taken at once to a room adjoining the one whore Roger intended to receive Luversfcn and where I/uouette had been killed. Tristot took tho I

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those two men, usually so positive and opinionated, accept their demand that they should xvait there, and promised they should see something worth all their pains. They were duly introduced to Mr. William Forney, and found him a pleasant gentleman, though a little mysterious in wishing them to come hern in so peculiar a manner, but thoy were sufllciently curious to await the sceno preland for them.

It was about 8 o'clock when Luversan ocended from the train and took his way along the street towards the cottage, and he looked nervously about him and felt reassured as ho saw notio but strange faces. He went slowly along the street until bo came to the cottage, and there, in spite of all he could do, be slipped to the darkest side and kept as much as poeaible uuder the shadow of those same trees which hail sheltered him before. In spite of all he could do he was afraid.

But he knew what was at stake and he went to the door this time, as b« l»«d not done lefore, and rang the bell. Roger himself opened it, saying earelcesly: "Excuse .me. I have no servant* yet, except Mother Dondaine, who cooks and manages for rae for tho present."

Luversan gave his hand to Roger, who noticcd that it was cold and damp, and that he shivered, though the night was warm. "An you illf" said Roger. "Ho. I walked rapidly that is all"

They went up the few step* leading to the little sitting room, ami though Luveman tried to smile, it was more of a grimace that disfigured his feauirea, and his breathing seemed oppressed as they entered the fatal room, and Luversan made a gesture of horror as he noticcd everything as they had been fixed in his themory for teu years. -t'omo In, come in," said Roger. "It is not very pleasant here, but it is odd. and therefore pfaases ine. I took it because I beard there a ghost, but there isn't after all. Here is the verv room and there beside that secretary the s}*t where the okl man they tell us of wa* murdered, and thoy found hia body right then xvbeiT yon stand."

Luversan stepped back quickly and looked tmvlianioally on the floor, saying hoarsely: "Is that blood I" "So, no," replied Roger. "The fools washed that up. 1 wish they had left it. But you appear uneasy. Don't you like tbe place "It t* not that it Is that what yoo are about to answ# me is of sach mighty importance that I am anxious" "Oh, yes well, that is grave, very grave, and I am very sorry—yes, really sorry" «*Vbft, you refuser "Wed, no not exactly. I don't exactly re fun, hut I am not quits ready to accept, «4ther. I will tell you. I understand you need a million. Well, yestsrday I went to Paris to get it, but my hankers who hold my funds persuaded me to tell why 1 «saMd it, ami they objected so strenuously that I eooM not ge* all I wished and though I happened to have disposable some 800,000 or 600,000 (nao, I have Ml all, aad that Is why I psrpUxed. Of ooures, aaaooaae IcouMesad to New York I oould lee you have the whole, tel that taicss so hat-*

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try to persuade Roger that be could easily borrow the rest and let him have it in tbe morning, but Roger said be never borrowed nnH that was out of the question. *1 don't contradict you," he lakl "I might borrow it, but I wont. I bare here somewhere near 600,000, bat that is of no use to you, and so I will keep it." And sayiug this, be partly opened the old secretary, letting Luversan sco tbe rolls and packages of money, and bis eyes glittered as bo looked upon tbem. "If 1 had that, I would leave tlse country," be thought, "and go to New York, and in a few years I could make an enormous fortune."

But Roger would not let him have the $1,000,000, nor any part of it, and finally Luversan, pale with rage, left the house, and Roger closed the door upon him and then be went back upstairs and opened tbe window where Luversan had entered before, and turned the light down a little aud then carried something heavy and awkward to the side of tbe secretary and placed it there, then rejoined tbe four men in tbo next room.

But an hour later they beard a slight noise and saw Luversan creeping along toward the bouse, always under the shadow of the trees, from the side nearest the Villa Montalais, and saw him glide from one shadow to another, saw him reach the grating, by which he oould climb to tbe window, and grasp the bars and softly mount until be reached the sill and then step over and intothe room and creep softly, slowly toward the secretary, where William Forney sat with his head bowed upon bis folded arms and fast asleep. He must have been asleep, as he did not bear, nor lift bis bead, and tbe draft from tbe open window flickered tbe light a little and lifted a lock of that snow white bair.

Luversan held in bis right hand a long and sharp |oignard, and as be advanced he lifted it high in tbe air and brought it down with all bis might upon the middle of the back of the sleeping man, who moved but slightly under the shock. Luversan drew the knife out to strike again, and he struck ten, twenty times in an access of fury, and when he was tired he coolly drew the horrible knife out again, as if to wipe off tbe blood. His face blanched, and his hair roee, and his eyes literally started from his bead—there was no blood on it! •t this instant he felt a heavy hand fall upon bis shoulder, and instantly he found himself surrounded by five men, among tbem tbe very man be had supposed dead under his assassin's knife.

While they stood thus, each tnih silent, not knowing just what move to make next, a cry so piercing, so loud and prolonged, a woman scream that ended iu a ghostly wail, rang out through the silence of the night, and the sound came from tbe balcony of the house Roger Loroque had inhabited with his family, and this cry was only one word: "Roger I" r,

Every one shuddered at tbis ghostly wall, and Luversan said: "I am lost, lostI" "Luversan," uaid Roger, "the only thing that will save you is a confession." "Confess! What have I to confess? You saw all." i, "It does not r&ato to this crime attempted on me, but another one." "I do not understand you." "You understand mo only too well. This is not your first visit to this house, for one night ten years ago you came hero. You climbed ap, as you did to-night, in this very room. This place has terrible recollections for you." "Who are you?" cried Luversan. "You camo hero," continued Roger,

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you BIIW A man at the secretary with his back turned. He did not hear you. Your two flats fell upon his white head, and then you tried to strangle him. After that, as tbe poor old man struggled aud you found hiiu stronger than you had thought, in your fear you shot him, and then you left with your iocket8 filled with bis money. Larouotte was dead and you were his assassiu." "Who are you? What ore you?" gasped tho wretch. "Confess your criuio. Hero is M. Do Lignerolles, magistrate, and M. Lacroix, and they both hear you. Confess, if you, wish that they have mercy for you later." if "Toll me, first, who are you?" "You did not know me. It is truo they thought mo dead. Remember one whom you commonced to hato during tho war, when you were courtmartialed and condemned for your treachery, when you were Mutbias Zuber. Do you remomber now?*' "Laroquo! Laroqucf s:\i-1 ho, falling on his knees, which refused lonjjer tn support him, which movement brought hit l*-:ikl iho m.uniikin which Roger hud mado to nrciv* tho murderous blow n. "Roger Laroque, after ton years!"'

All regarded tins trentblin™ wretch. He was but too clearly tho nst^ssin. I'HIO, haggard and frightened, he was an object of tho most abject terror. Yet Roger needed his admission that ho was tbo criminal. Luversan saw his poignnrd on tho floor, and in a second ho seised it and before Tristot could prevent ho bad plunged it. into his own breast. Tho blood poured out of tho horrible wound as he lay stretched upon thu floor.

H* had plunged it into his en breast. "Dead!" murmured Roger, with a movement of despair.

The two magistrates knelt by him. Ho wus not dood. Ik-sUll Kvest," said M. Lacroix. "We may yet aw him.* "He will die within live mtoutes," said PivOiOt "Speak! speakt" said M. De LigneroHet, "in the name of God, before whom you must won appear." leaning over the form of Luversan, lordly brmthing, Roger listened. *1 kilted LirouoU*. and Laroque Is innocent, did it for vengeance, but I am no* tbe only guilty one I had an accomplice."

And here tbe feeble voice slopped, and Luverma was dead. "How dare ask your forglvenessf aid K. Lacroix, with emotion. «Aaji I," said M. de LigMralk*, "have much to atone for, and, plssss God, wfl] at least be tbe means of restoring your good aad honorable naeaa." -Ail is forgiven," Mid Roger. "You thought yoa were doing your daty. All task to the restoration of say good aaaaa, for my chBt% aaka Atal you CM poof, Vfiuk" kpi W jjd*.

Wbilo tbey were talking Tristot stepped to tbo window to wipe his eyes, and as ho looked out they wandered mechanically towards that little balcony where tbe unhappy young mother saw the fearful sight disclosed in Lorouettc's bouse. He thought ho snw something lying upon the balcony where the young mother and child bad stood on that fatal night ten years before. The moon shono through a rift in tbe waving branches of tho cbcstaut trees, and Tristot felt sure ho saw tbo white, upturned face of a women, and in that one brief moment he thought it looked like that of the ttttbappy -woman whess death was eo deplorable.

Ha did not believo in ghosts or the reembodiment of spirits, or he would have been afraid cs it be gavo a half articulatacryand sprang through tho openwindov/ ami fro3 there to tho ground, some six or seven feet, end in an instant was speeding the lavrn that Roger had newly trimmed and restored to its former beauty, for it grieved him to tbe heart to see tho place which was sacred to him by ^thousand endearing memories so neglected and forgotten.

Tristot, in a few leaps, bad crossed tho little space anil with tho e^Lity of a monkey ho climbed up ono of tho columns which supported tbe balcony, and when there be found tho inanimate body of tho poor young wife who bad been supposed dead so many years.

As soon as ho satisfied himself that Henriette was not dead he gavo a peculiar whistle, which caused Pivolot to suddenly turn to tbe •window, as if it were a sign which be well knew, and be answered it by jumping incontinently out upon tbe swanl and rushing to Tristot, who said in a whisper: "Bring the rest and lights quick and take care Laroque is kept away from this woman until I give the signal. If 1 am not greatly mistaken it is tbe lost wife."

The three men who bad remained by the side of the dead assassin heard Pivolot as be called, and be told tbem to bring lights and come with all possible speed to Villa Montalais, where something remarkable bad taken place. It was only then that tbey all remembered the awful wailing cry tbey had heard, and tbey looked at each other in bor-. rifled silence, but M. Lacroix seised a lamp and shading it with his hat ran down the stairs, followed by Roger end M? De Ligm* roties, and tbey hurried across to tbe front door, which Roger opened with the bey he had obtained from the agent from whom be had rented his own bouse, as be had not dareil claim its possession In the name of Sutauue, who was Its ostensible owner.

Tbey went up the stairs, Pivolot cautioning them against making a noise, and when they reached tbe parlor they found that Tristot had already borne the body of Henrietta to ber own room, with a memory tor places thmfc would have been remarkable in any one but himself. As soon as be received the light he made a sign for M. lacroix to follow him, and be only was permitted to enter the room. Instantly be recognised the pale face lying upon tbe pillows, apparently without life or motion, as that of Mme. Laroque, whom be had so unmercifully tortured, and wboee presence wns a mystery beyond hi* power to solve.

M. Lacroix went back again, and as h. cried to speak he burst into such a passion of penitent tears that every one was moved. Then be said, recovering himself: "Pivolot, you are something of a doctor. For God's sake do something for that poor creaturo and, Tristot, go for the doctor, and if you see a woman anywhere bring ber here. If not, go for Mother Dondaine, aud dont let tbe grass grow till you bring some one, "M. De Liguerolles, you and I may have reason to be thankful for this night's work, which may enable us to repair the greatest wrong we have ever done. Roger Laroque, brace yourself for tbe greatest shock you probably ever experienced. The person who lies insensible in your wife's bed is—courage— none other than she herself, alive, and I hope soon to bo restored to you. Stay, do not go in there yet. She has fainted, and it might bo dangerous for her to see you too suddenly. Try to wait in patienoe until the arrival of the doctor. Come you have been resigned and patient under her supposed loss. Now that she is alive and found, have courage just a littlo while longer."

Roger could not, dared not, believe tbem when they told him this, and he sat like one who has received a stunning blow upon the head which had benumbed all bis faculties, lie remomlercd afterward that he had thought that sometimes he had heard of such things—things fully as unexpected and remarkable as this—and be tried to bring him (Kit to hope that no chance resemblance had deceived these usually astuto men. Then be thought: "I will not allow myself to eveli hopo until I am sure. It is impossible." "Ibesof you, M. Liroque, do not lootcso frightened or unhappy. I assure you, on my honor as a man, and one who has unconsciously wronged both yeu and that poor young lacly lying within, that I am not mistaken that is your wife, beyond a doubt. We found body in tbe river, it is true, which was supposed to be hers, but tho river, you know, is quite far from here, aud it is very certain now that it was that of some unfortunate person not your wife. Whero she has been all these years, bow she has returned and entered here, is more than I can tell, and then, besides, ber presence on that balcony— that strange cry wo hoard calling your natne. Why, can you not see? Do you not feel!" "AlasI" raid Roger, in a husky whisper, "I have suffered so much that 1 dare not hope. Let. mo be until there is no possibility of mistake. Oh, lotmoseo herP' "Wait—wait jnst one littlo minute till the doctor comes. But how is it that everything is so clean and in such perfect order hero? This house has been uninhabited ever since your uncle took tho little ono away. She may have been living here unkuowu to unybody all this whita" "No, for when I returned to this country one of my Bret visits was to this place, and tbe neglected air was too painful to me, so I went as William Forney and leased both these places, and had Mother Dondaine pu both bouses in order, and if what you think could possibly be true, I shall be doubly glad 1 aid so."

During this conversation Pivolot was doing all he could to restore tbe poor young woman to consciousness, but without avail. She bnn'ihcd, however, regularly though faintly, and knowing nothing better to do ho retired from sight of her and stood waiting for Tristot to return.

Tristot l»d found and sent the doctor post baste, without saying who be was to find at tbe supposed deserted house. When be reached there and found tbe two magistrates and tbe American be was surprised, bat when be saw his patient his astonishment turned to absolute fear, so that it was with difficulty be could administer the needful remediea When be came out of the room be saw that the strange man appeared horribly agitated, and that be clasped hte hands as he said in •n entreating voice: "Doctor, I pray you teilmeif you know berP "Who are you, aad hawyoaarigbttoaskT "Ho tea, doctor," said 3L Lacroix, "and it to our request that you tell him if you know." •Very wdl, then. It is the lady whom we have ail bettered dead tbsas tsn yean, wboee wtywt body I saw aad whose funeral I attaolnf—la -word, Msaa. HemhiUs Laroqwi* "Are you IwfMTIlj efdoobW TtB asstraa, doctor!" "Of cams I ML .Bvpl kqnva bsr

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ever since ber childhood) Have I not attended ber and her littlo girl in every illness they bad? I only wonder how I could have been such a blundering donkey befora"

Still Roger dared not hope. He could believe no one but himself, and he had not seen ber. Besides, he thought, there is but one lamp, and by its feeble light they cannot see clearly, and so the poor man tried to shut his heart against hope, fearing a disappointment. Just now Tristot was heard without, and some one with him, and bo come up stairs with a triumphant air and a handful of candles which he had hastily purchased.

Tho person who was with him was not Hother Dondaine, but the good and gentle old llmo. Dubois. He had seen ber hurrying along the street, poeping anxiously in every direction, as if bunting for some one or something. "Oh, sir I" said she to Tristot, "have you soon a young woman dressed in black pass by here! She slipped out and I cannot find ber. She is just like a little child in her mind, sir ono of 'God's own,' you know, a natural, and I cm so frightened. I don't know what will bacozio of her here. She never wanted to leave us at all in the valley." '•Come with me. I think I know something. Is she your daughter?" "No she just 'appeared* at our bouse like the saints and miracles, and for ten years she has lived with us, and we loved her and treated her as If she was our own. She was all dressed iu black, with her beautiful bair nil banging in loose curls, and she had on one slipper only.

She never told us who she was or where she came from, and if we asked her anything she always said: 'I know nothing about it, and I never saw anything,1 and that was all"

Tristot was satisfied now, and in a few moments the old lady was by the poor young wife's side, but ber efforts, like the doctor's, did not seem to arouse her. Still, tbe doctor she was in no immediate danger, and seemed more in a lethargic slumber than a faint, and he questioned the old woman, wbo repeated her simple story, which convinced all who heard it of Henrietta's identity.

When Roger heard this story he was so overcome with joy and with tbe reaction of all the emotions through which be bad passed during tbe last few weeks, that be was absolutely unable to sustain himself. Tbe doctor said: "Well, Roger, though it seems like reading the wildest romance to discover that you are alive and here, and to know all that has passed, I roust believe it all, strange as it is. Now I have this to say, and hope you will obey me. I wish to give you a sleeping potion and let you get a rest, which you groatly need. As to poor Henriette, you 'may go in and see her, just to satisfy yourself, but you must not let yourself be seen. It is now certain that this poor child bas been demented all these years, as the result of tbe dreadful shock she experienced. It is possible, and even probable, that this new shock on this poor child's brain and nervous sensibilities may restore ber reason, repeating itself, so to speak, in sueb a manner as to call ber shaken faculties to life by tbe vory thing which did her the first evil. "You say, Mme. Dubois, that Ae has appeared restless and uneasy ever since you brought ber to Ville d'Avray. In my opinion that is a good symptom and showed awakening intelligence. I hardly dare assert that slio will be restored, still 1 feel that I am justified in telling you to hope. Now, Roger, you may just step inside the door and keep behind tho bed curtains and take one look, but be careful no noise or motion to rouse ber. Come, I will go first with the light."

With knees that almost refused their burden, and eyes almost blinded with unshed tears, Roger, stiAing bis very breath, crept after the doctor to verify or lose his last hope, and with ono last prayer to God for strength to bear tho disappointment if so it was to be, be looked through tbe curtains as the light fell upon tbe sleeping face of his beloved wife.

Yes, it was she. Her rich, dark hair lay in massive waves and curls upon the white pillows, and the marblo white. brow was that ho had so often kissed. Those beautiful blue veined lids with tho delicately penciled brows, and thick, long lashes bid tbe tender eyes of Henriette, which were the indexes of a soul so noble and pure. The perfect oval of the face and the sensitive and beautiful moutb were Henriette's own, and Roger often afterward wondered why be did not die of Joy then.

He would have stood there forever, absorbed in tbe delirium of hi3 happiness, had the doctor not IDIUD and led him out, softly dosing tbodooi'. "Well, iu/*.v, my boy, what do you thinkl It is our -:t one, is it not? You see your sufferings as over, Roger. Come, now you must take what I have here and go to your room and lie down and give yourself up absolutely to repose, or wo shall have you ill just when we want you well on hor account. I will stay here and watch her to-night in company with this good woman. Tristot, you will go on to ber house and tell them as much as is necessary, and bring her good man back with you if ho will come. I want all the familiar faces around bor possible when she does awake."

Tristot departed, after having received his directions from Mme. Dubois. Then M. Lacroix and M. De Lignerolles rose and took their departure, saying: "We must go about tbe business which' awaits us in the next house, and which, by tbe grace of God, will be the means of restoring all yon bavo lost, aside from your ten years of suffering. We will need Pivolot, and you may need Trfel^, so keep bim here a* long as you do. V.'u shall not require your testimony regarding tbe merited death of Luversan. We will write down all as we know it, mid yon can simply sign it Devote yourself now entirely to your wife, and we counsel you to do as tho dix tor says—seek a repose which you sadly need."

Tbey shook bands warmly and bid each other good night, and Roger, who felt that bo could never sleep again, in ten minutes was sleeping as soundly as a child.

Three days passed during which Henrietta slept the most of tfao time, and whenever she roused Mme. Dubois was always beside her, and sbe saw no one el.se. Sbo ate wliatever was given ber and acted like a tired child, saying few words. Sometimes she looked about her a little and then slept again.

Tbo doctor felt tbat a crisis was approaching and was nearly as anxious as Roger, who, now that certainty had taken po.«mssion of his soul, longed to fly to Saauino with the good news. Every telegram be bad received from ber said that she was better, and tbe last one said that sbe was almost well. Tbe doctor said to Roger: "I think sbe will aoon rouse from this lethargic dumber. If it is passible I would like to have Suzanne here, forifsbedoes awake to reason, tbe sbock of not finding ber daughter might be fatal. I thick you bad bettwr go at oam and bring bar."

Roger joyously started for Us daughter, and as be was about to step on the cars Tristot hooded him a little package, which be opened aa be ml* along toward the White Hooea. In ft were eewral notsa from Julia to Luvenm, which proved bsr complicity in the pin for vangeaaea, but which also showed Mat that sbe had not bean so guilty as her eon had supposed Begai had Isiegraphsd tram a «sjr sMioa f* Bap-

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fear and despair. Roger opened bis arms and Rnymond entlxuned him with an almost adoring a flection As they walked rapidly from tbe station to the bouse Roger cold Raymond the unhoped for happiness God had vouchsafed him, and then said: "Raymond, here ore some letters whieh prove to me, as I hope they will prove to yon. that your mother- was more sinned against than sinning. Take tbem and destroy them aud let there be from beucefortb peaco between us nil, my son. Giv« my love to Pierre, and tell him all, and you and Snxainio shall Ox your wedding day for this full."

Happiness and tbo frequent visits of Raymond had worked wonders with Suzanne, who was hor own lovely self again, except for a slight pallor and that sbo was thinner than usual, and that her beautiful violet cyos looked too largo for ber delicate fare. The nowsber father brought was so wonderful that sbe could hardly !elieve it, and sbo plied bim with questions during the whole return to Ville d'Avray.

There bad been littlo change in Henriette's condition, unless that she awoke at shm-ter intervals than before and looked about her us if searching for some one or something, though she said no word to signify what it was.

Suzanne, with her rare perception, instantly thought that in hor chauged appearance her mother would not know lier, so she set about making a white pinafore, such as sbe wore when little, and she sbook ber wealth of bair loose down over ber shoulders and down over her forehead just as her mother had loved to see ber wear it, and tied it with a blue ribbon as iu tbe old days. With her bair arranged in this manner atd ber pinafore on, Suzanne ran to her father laughing. He looked at ber an instant in surprise. Here was his baby back again! He forgot for a moment all that had passed during tbeae long years and caught her up in his arms and tossed ber above his head, shaking lier, and at the same timo he involuntarily sang a few bars of tbe little sang sbe had so loved to hear him sing when a child, and she laughed out, a hearty, childish laugh. This laugh aroused the sleeper in the next room, who turned and opened her eyes and called feebly: Ifl' "Suzanne 1" ,.••• "Here I am, mamma," said tbe loving girl, as sbe flew to the bedside, making berwlf as little as sbe could. "Suzanne, my dear little girl have I been ill that I find myself in bed!" "Yes, little mother, you have been very Ul, and so bave I, but we are both better now, aud we are so hapipy. It is spring and tho garden is full of flowers and the birds are singing so loud and sweet, and I want you to hurry now and get well so as to go out with me and gather spring flowers."

And with a running fire of nonsense, every sentence of wbicb, however, carried a bit of information with it, Suzanne kept Henrietta from making any inquiries, and with infinite Unease she managed so for three or four days until the doctor authorised ber to make some allusion to tbe tragic events which bad caused them all such unmerited suffering, and Suzanne carefully and gently, and with a discretion heyond her years, told her mother all, prepared her for her fatfcw's changed appearance. "Roger, Roger, where is hef Oh, Suzanne, I want to see him. I want to beg his forgiveness for doubting him one moment" "Mother, dont do that. He feels that you were perfectly justified, and I have had such a time to keep him out of here. Now be prepared for his changed looks and do not excite yourself, and—and—father, you may come in," cried Suzanne, her eyes full of happy tears. Tho meeting was too sacred to relate. Even Suzunne did not witness it, but it compensated tbem for all their pain.

He caught her in Ms arms and tossed hsr above his head. All sorrow was over. The Shadows passed which had obscured the lives of these nobis but unfortunate people. Suzanne and Raymond were married in tbe fall, and then they learned that Pierre, the quiet and reserved, had found another lovely young girl whose beauty and sweetness calmed his sorrowing heart, and they were to be married at Christmas.

Roger was vindicated before the world which had condemned bim, and be took bis wife to the White House, where tbey renewed their youth in their joy, with tbe added sweetness of tbe remembrance of their past sorrows.

The only ones who were not glad were poor, old mother Dubois and her husband, wbo for all tbe rest of their days mourned the gentle daughter tbey bad lost.

Consumption Cored. $

An old physician, retired from practice, having had placed in his bands by an East India Missionary the formula of a simple vegetable remedy for the speedy and permanent cure of Consumption, Bronchitis, Catarrh, Asthma and all throat and Lung Affections, also a positive and radical cure for Nervous Debility and all Nervous Complaints, after having tested its wonderful curative Sowers in thousands of cases, has felt It his uty to make it known to his suffering fellows. Actuated by this motive and a desire to relieve humanbuflferlng, I will send free of cbane, to all who desire it. this recipe, tn German. French or English, with full directions for preparing and using. Sent by mall by addressing with stamp, naming this paper

A. Noras. 149 Powers Block, Rochester, N. Y. oelS-l3teow.

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a Active, Pushing and Reliable. Cook Bell A Lowry can always bo relied upon, not only to cany in stock tho best of everything^ but to socure tho Agency for articles as have well-known merit, and arc popular with tbe people, thereby sustaining the reputation of bcin£ always enterprising, and ever reliable.' Having secured the Agency for the cole- &•:. brated Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption, will sell it on a positive guarantee. It will surely cure any and a., every affection of Throat, Lungs, and Chest, and to show our confidence, wo invite vou to call and get a Trial Biottle Free.:, (1)

Wonderful Cures.

W. D. Hoyt A Co., Wholesale and Retail Druggists ofJRome, Ga., say: We have been selling Dr. King's New Discovery, Electrie Bitters and Bucklen's Arnica Salve for two years. Have never handled remedies that

per box. For sale by Qullck it Co.: wholesale at Cook A Bell. 1 («.) English Spavin Liniment removes all Hard. Soft, or Calloused Lumps and Blemishes from horses, Blood spavin. Curbs, Splints, Sweeney, Stifles, Sprains, Sore and Swollen Throat, Cougns, etc. SavefSO by use of one bottle. Warranted. Sold by w. C. Buntin, Druggist, Terr® Haute, Ind. tf.

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A whole medicine cliest in your pockety with one box of Ayer's Pills. As thoy operate directly on the stomach amt bowels, tliey indirectly affect every other organ of the body. When tin* stomach is out of order, the head in affected, digestion fails, the blood bocomes impoverished, and you fall an easy victim to any prevalent, disease. Miss M. E. Boyle, of Wilkcsbarre, 1'n., puts the wliolo truth in a nutshell, when sbo says

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sell as well, or give such universal satisfaction. There have been some wonderful cures efleeted by these medicines in this city. Several cases of pronounced Consumption have beeaentirely cured by use of a few botties of Dr. King's New Discovery, taken in a connection with Electric. Bitters. Wo guar- y# an tee them always. Sold by Cook Bell dt Lowry. {•*,? (1)

Bncklen's Arnica Salve.

The Best Salve in the world for Cuts, Bruise^ Sores, Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sores, T«Vter, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, Corns^ai

I use no other medicine

than Ayer's Pills. Tbey are nil that any one needs, and just splendid to save money in doctors'bills."

Hore is an instance ofj^

A Physician

wbo lost his medicine chost, but, having at band a bottlo of Ayor's Pills, found himself fully equipped.—J. Arrison, M. D., of San Josi, Cal., writes:

Some three years ago, by tbo merest accident, I was forced, so to speak, to prescribe Ayer's Catbartio Pills for several sick men among a party of engineers in tho Sierra Nevada mountains, my medicine chest having lccn lost in crossing a mountain torrent. I was surprised and delighted at the action of the Pills, so much so, indeed, that I wo* led to a further trial of them, us well ns of your Cherry Pectoral and Bnrsapfrrilla. I have nothing but pralso to offer in their favor."

John W. Drown, M. IX, of Oceana#*W. Va., writes: I prescribe Ayer's Pills in my practice, and find them excellent^ I urge their general uso in familios."

T. E. Hastings, M. D., of Baltimore, Md., writes: That Ayer's Pills do control and cure tho complaints for which they are designed, is as conclusively proven to me as anything possibly can be. They are tbe best cathartic and nperir_ oi,t within the reach of the profession."

Ayeir's Pills,

I'TLEPARKD BY

Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass* Sold by all Druggists.,

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Tonicv Alterative anil' Cathartic Properties.

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Speedily Restore

t« the boweld thetr Mtaal pailelalflta' motlM, eMmUal vaffwlarfttjr.

Sold Everywhere.

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"Ci" Binding Noises J'f

In the ears, sometimes a roaring, buzzing sound, are caused by catarrh, that exceedingly disagreeable and very common disease. Iioss of smell or hearing also result from car tarrh. Hood's Harsaprilla, the great blood purifier, is a peculiarly suecessfol remedy for this disease, which is cured by purifying the blood. If you suffer from catrrrh. try Hood tiarsaprilla, the peculiar medicine.

HORSE AND CATTLE POWDER®

*o Hmws will tl« of Cotic. BOT* or Lvro VXB. If Fonts?! I'owtlen sre twed In time. FoaWi t'owiim wltl mre «wl prevent Hoo

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Fotttz*i Powder* will prevent »an* iw Towia. YonttH Powder* will Incrwwe the qnsntlty of milk «nt ereiun twenty per cent, and nuJsc U»e batter Ona ""KOStrt VOW4M* wtn wire or prevent almoct *v**T I fto which Hon** and tjUtJe «re «oi)eet.

Km-tn Powiwu wiu. oivs dtTi«»MWcf. 8o)4 everywiwre. P&VIX* Z. FOCTZ. Proprietor,

SAXmCOHJE. 1£D.

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Epps's Cocoa:

BRKAKFAST.

"By a thorough knowledge of the natoial laws which govern tbe operations of dim».| tlon and nutrition, and by a careful appllca-. Uon of tbe line properties of well-selected Cocoa, Mr. Epps bas provided our breakfast tables with a delicately flavored beverage' which may save ns many heavy doctowM bills. It Is by the Jndlcious use of such article* of diet that a constitution may be gradually built up until strong enough to every tendency to disease. Hundred* of sot tie maladies are floating around us ready to attack wherever there is a weak point Wa may eacape many a fatal shaft by keeping ottnelvea well fortified with pore blood aad&i properly nourished frame. —{Clvii Oei viae, Qiffttf

Made simply with boiling water or mitt Sold only In half pound tins by grocers, la*beled thus: JAMVM BPPS CO.

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PENNYROYAL PILLS

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