Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 4, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 20 July 1889 — Page 2

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CHAPTER XXXV.

*'t BOW TEX OUCE JUTDZD. Mr. Quest entered the boose by aside 4oor, and, having taken off his bat and ooat, went into the drawing room. Be bad atill half an hoar to spare before starting to catch the train. "Well," said Belle, looking op, "why are 70a so paler* "I have bad a trying day," be answered. «*Wbat have you been doingf* "Nothing in particular." "Beading the Biblo, I sea" "How do you know that?" sbe asked, coloring a littlo, for sbe bad thrown a newspaper over the book when sbe beard him coming in. "Yes, I havo been reading the Bible.

Dont you know that when everything else in life has tbem women generally take to religion?" ••Or drink," be pot in. "Have you seen Air. Coesey lately "Not Why do yoa ask thatf I thought that we bad agreed to drop that subject."

As a matter of fact, it bad not been alluded to since Edward left the boose. •'You know that Miss de la Molle will not snarry him after all!" "Yes, I know. Sbo will not marry him because you forced him to give up the mortgages." "You ou^ht to be much obliged to ma, Are jounot pleased "No. I no longer case about anything. I mm tired of passion, and sin, and failure. I «are for nothing any mom" "It seems that we have both reached the same goel% but by different roads." "YouF she answered, looking up "at any tfate you Are not tired of money, or you would not do wtttt you bavo done to get it." X' newcared for money itself," ho said, -xjonly^antod money that I might be rich d»tbereforo respected." ua you think any means justifiable so dAj'ou get itP bright so. I do not think so now." ilon'tsunderataad you to-night, William, in^ffor me to go to dress for diuner." go just yet rm leaving in a i"

Ving? Where for?" •$011 I have to go up to-night about isiuess." tied whon ore yoa coming backP •n't qutte know to-morrow, perhaps, tor, Belle," he went on, his voice shaklittle, "if you will always think as Shot me as you do now." "IP she said, opening her eyes widely -Ho am I that I should judge you! Howir bad you may be I am worse." i^'Pertiaps thero are oxcuses to be made for both of us," he said, "perhaps, after all, there is no such thing as free will, and we ve nothing bat pawDs moved by a higher ^Bwer. Who kuowst But 1 will not iy longer. Qood-by—Belief

uotuany] ••Yes. "May I kiss you beforo I goP

When ho reached his room he flung himself •for a few moments face downward upon bis bed, and from tho convulsive motion of his back an observer might almost have believed that he was sobbing. When be rose, however, there was no trace of tears or tenderness upon his foe tyres. On the contrary, they were stern and set, like tho features of one bont upon some terrible endeavor. Going to a drawer, he unlocked it and took from it a Colt's revolver of tbe small pattern. It was loaded, but he took the cartridges out and replaced them with fresh ones from a tin box. Then he went down stairs, put on a largo ulster with a high collar and a soft felt hat, tho brim of which be turned down over his face, placet! the pistol in tbe pocket of the ulster aud started.

It was a dreadful night, the wind was blowing a very heavy gale, and between the gusts tho rain comedown in sheets of driving apray. Nobody was about the streets—the weather was far too bad, and Mr. Quest reached the station without meeting a living eoul Outside tbe circle of light from tbe lamp over the doorway he pansed and looked •boot for tho dork Jonca. Presently he saw him walking backward and forward under tbo shelter of a lean to, and, going up, touched him on the shoulder.

Tbe man jumped up nnd started back. "Have you got the ticket, JonesP bo asked. "Lord, sir," said Jones "I didn't know you in that get up. Yea, here's the ticket" "Is the woman there stillP "Yes, sir she's taken a ticket third class, to town. She has been going on like a wild thing because thoy would not give her any liquor at the refreshment bar, till at last she's .frightened them into letting her have six of brandy. Then she began and told the girt sdlscrta of tales about you, sir—enkl sbe was going back to London beoauso she was afraid that if the stopped here yoa would murder bor—And that yoa were her lawful husband, and that sbe would have a warrant oat «gainst yoa, and 1 dout know what all I «at by there, and heard ber with my own

"Did she—did she, indeed said Mr. Quest, -with on attempt at a laugh. "Well, she"* a common thief, and worse, that's what sbe la, and by this time to-morrow I hope to see her safe in jail Aht here cooks tbe train. Good night, Joota, I can manage for mysalf now." "What** hit gameP said Jams to himself, be watched his master slip

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Sbo looked at him in astonishment Her first impulso was to refuse. Ho had not Umid her for years. But something in the tnan'M faco aroused her ltjvos always a refined and melancholy face, but to-uight it wore a look which to her Boomed almost unoanhly.

Ym, William, if you wish," sbo said "but I wondor that you care to." "Let tbo dead bury their dead," be answered, and stooping be put bis arm round her dolicato waist, and drawing her to him kissed hor tenderly, but without passion, 00 •the forehead. "11ere, good night," ho said, "I wish thnt I bad been a better bnnbond to you. Good night," and he was gone.

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form by a gale instead of going through the booking office. "Well, Pre bad four quid oat of it, any way, and it's

affair of mine,"

and Jones went borne to tea. Meanwhile Mr. Quest was (tending on the wet and desolate platform quite away tram the lamps, watching tbe red lights of tbe approaching train come rushing ou through the storm and night Ptwotiy the tmte drew up. No passengers got oat "Now, ma'am, look sharp if youYe going." cried the porter, and the woman Edith came oat of the refreshment room. "There's the third, forward there," mid tbe porter, going to tbeotbsr sod tosee about tbe away of the mails

On 1 came, peering miite ctem Quest, eootoas that be could hear h» ••swing at the incivility of tho porter. Tbere was a thLnd claas carriage Jort oppcaito, and into this she got It em thorn ria,., are still often to be «en 00 prowin—4 lines in *hich the pytittoHft

go up to the roof and was,TF possible, more vilely lighted than usuaL Indeed the light which should bavo illuminated tbe after half of it either never been lighted or had gone oat There was not a soul in tbe whole length of tbe carriage.

As soon as the Tiger was in Mr. Quest watched his opportunity and, slipping up to the dark carriage, opened and shut tb .- door as quietly as possible and took his seat ia the gloom.

The engine whistled, there was a cry of "Right, forward," and they were off. Preeeotly be saw the woman stand up in her compartment and peep over into the gloom. "Not a blessed soulf" he heard ber mutter, "and yet I feel as though that devil Billy was creeping about after ma Ugh! it must be the horrors. I can see the look be gave me now."

A few minutes later tbe train stopped at a station, but nobody got la, and presently it moved on again. "Any passengers for EffryP shouted tbe porter, and there bad been no response. If they did not stop at Effry there would be no halt for forty minutes. Now was his time. He waited a little till they got up tho speed. Tbe line here ran through miles and miles of fen country, more or less drained by dikes and rivers, bat still wild and desolate enough. Over this great flat the storm was sweeping furiously—even drowning in its turmoil tbe noise of the traveling train.

Very quietly he rose and climbed over the low partition which separated bia comport-

Very quietly he rose and climbed over. meat from that in which tbe woman was. She was seated in the corner, her bead bade, so that tho feeble light from tho lamp fell on it and her oyes wero closed.

He slid himself along tho seat till he was opposite ber, and then ho paused and looked at tbe fierce, wicked faoo on which drink and paint and years of evil thinking and living bad left their marks, looked at tbe talon like hands, the long, yellowish teeth, and the hall ^r^alr banging in tap beneath

shuddered. There was his bad genius, there was the creature who bad driven him from evil to evil, and finally destroyed him. Had It not been for her be might have been a good and respected man, and not what he was now, a fraudulent, ruined outcast. All bia life seemed so flash before his inner eye in these few seconds of contemplation, all his long weary years of struggle, and crime, and deceit And this was tbe end of it and there was tbo entiso of it Well, she should not escape him bo would be revenged upon ber at last There was nothing but death before him sbe should die too.

He set hie teeth, drew the loaded pistol from his pocket cocked it, and lifted it to her breast

What was tbe matter with the tiling! Be bad never known thejpull of a pistol to be so heavy before.

No, it was not that He could not do it He could not shoot a sleeping woman, devil though she wes be could not kill ber in her sleep. His feature rose against it

He placed the pistol on his knee, and as he did so she opened ber eyes. He saw the look of wonder gather in them and grow to a stare of agonised terror. Her face became rigid like a dead person's, and her lips opened to scream, but no sound came. Sbe could only point to the pistol. "Moke a sound and you are dead," he said fiercely. "Not that it matters, though," be added, as bo remembered that the scream must be loud which could be beard in that raging gale. "What are you going to doP eh® gasped at last "What are you going to do with that pistol! And where do you come from!" "I come out of the night," bo answered, raising tbe weapon "out of the night into which you are going." "Yoa are not going to kill meP nhe moaned, turning up ho* ghastly face. "I cant die. rm af«dd to die. It will bort, and Pve been wicked. Oh, you are not going to kill me, areyouP "Yea, I am going to kill you," be answered. "1 told ym month* ago that I would kill you if you molested me. You have ruined me now there is nothing but death left for me, and you shall die, too, yoa fiend t" "Oh, nol not noi anything hut that I was drunk when 1 did it that man brought me there, and they had taken all my things, and I was starving," and she glanced wildly round tbe empty carriage to see it help ooold be found, but there wasnooa. Sbe was alone with her fata.

Sbe slipped down upon tbe floor of tbe carriage and clasped his knaea Writhing in her terror there upon tbe ground, in hoarse accents she begged and prayed for mercy. •"You used tokias me," she said "you cannot kill a woman you used to kiss years ago. Oh, spare met spare meP

He set his lipe and placed tbe tmuode of Ifce pistol against her bead, and at the contact sbe shivered and her teeth began to clattetr.

Be could not dolt He mm* let her fo, and leave her to her fata After aS sbe oookl hurt bim 00

mare, for before another

son bad set he would be bayood ber reach. EUs pistol hand MB against his site, and he looked down with loathing not unmixed with pity at the ahjact human snake who was writhing at his feeC

Bbeaanght his eye, aad her faculties, darpened by the imminent peril, read rekmtmcnt there. Ftir the moment at any rate be wwa softened. If she could maater bim now while be was off his guard—he w*s not a very strong man. But the pistol

Slowly, Still groaning «t suppHcailopa, she rose to her fleet "Yea," be said, "be quiet whilst think if I can spare y^o," and ha half toraad his head

It gave. Oh, God, the worn catch gave! Out together, out with a yell of despair into the nigbt and the raging gale, down together through sixty feet of space into the black river beneath 1 Down together, deep into the watery depths—down into tbe abyss of DeathI

Tbe train rushed on, tbe wild winds blew, and tbe night was as the night, had been. But there in tbe blaok water, though there

CHAPTER XXXVL SI8TKB AOKXa

Ten dayi had passed. The tragedy of

which the foregoing is a record bad echoed through all tbe land. Numberless articles wt«l paragraphs had been written in numberless papers, and numberless theories hod been built upon them. But the echoes were already commencing to die away. Both actors in tbe dim event were dead, and there was no pending trial to keep the publio interest alive. »...

Tbe two bodies, still linked in that fierce,1 dying grip, bad been picked up upon a mad bank. An

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As soon as br supposed husband's death was proved beyond a doubt, Belle had opened his safo, for bo had left his keys on his dressing table, and found therein his will and other papers, including tbo mortgage deeds, to which, as Mr. Quest's memorandum advised her, sbo bad no claim. Nor, indeed, had her right to tbem been good in law, would she have retained them, seeing that they wore a price wrung from her lato lover under threat of an action that could not be brought

So she mode them into a parcel and sent them to Edward Coesey, together with a formal note of explanation, greatly wonder-, ing in bgr heart what courso he would take with reference to them. She was not left long in doubt. The receipt of the deeds was acknowledged, aud three days afterward sbe heard that a notice calling iu tho borrowed money had been 6erved upon Mr. de la Molle on behalf of Edward Cossey.

So he bad ovidprftly made up his mind not to forego this advantage whiab ch^inoe threw ^Prassuro .and pressure

had done with him now, it did not matter to

her, but sho could not help faintly wondering at the extraordinary tenacity and hardness of purpose which his action showed. Then she turned her to the consideration of another matter, in connection with which her plans were approaching maturity.

It was some day* after thin, exactly a fortnight from tbe date of Mr. Quest's death, that Edward Cossey was sitting one afternoon brooding over the fire in his rooms. He had much business waiting bis attention in London, but be would not go to London. He could not tear himself away from Boisingham, and such of the matters as could not be attended to there were left without attention. He was still as determined as ever to marry Ida, more determined if possible, for from constant brooding on the matter be had arrived at a condition approachiug monomania. He bad been quick to see the advantage resulting to him from Mr. Quest* tragic death and tbe return of the deeds, and though he knew that Ida would hate him the more for doing it, be instructed his lawyer* to coll in the money, and make use of every possible legal means to harass and put pressure upon Mr. do la Molle. At tbe same time be had written privately to tbe squire, calling bis attention to the fact that matters were now once more as they bad been at tbe beginning, but that he wasas before willing to carry out the arrangements which he had already specified, provided that Ida could be persuaded to consent to marry him. To this Mr. de la Molle, notwithstanding his grief and irritation at the course his would be son-in-law had taken about the mortgages on the of Mr. Quest, and the suspicion that he now had as to the original cause of their transfer to the lawyer, had answered courteously enough, saying what be had said before, that he could sot force his daughter into a marriage with him, but that if she chose to agree to it be should offer no objection. And there the matter stood. Once or twice he had met Ida walking or driving. She had bowed to him coldly, and that was all Indeed, be had only one crumb of comfort in his daily bread of disappointment and that hope deferred which, where a lady is concerned, makes tbe heart more than normally sick, and that was, he knew his hated rival, OoL Quaritoh, bad been forbidden the castle, and that intercourse between him and Ida was practically at an eod.

But he was a dogged aad persevering man, and be knew the powur of money, and the shifts to which people can ha driven who are made desperate by tbe wantof it He knew, too, that it is no unusual thing for women who are attached to one man to sell themselves to another of their own free will, realising ti»t love may pass, but wealth, if the settlements are properly drawn, does not Therefore, be still hoped that with so many circumstances bringing an ever increasing pressure upon her Ida's spirit would in time be broken, ber resistance would collapse, and he would have his wiiL Nor, as the sequel will show, WMthatbopeabaasieescoa.

As for his tnfatuaWou there was literally no limit to It broke out in all sorts of ways, and was for miles around a matter of publio notoriety and gossip Over the mantelpiece In his sittntg room was a fraah example at It BehsKi, by one means and another, obtained esreral photographs of Ida, notably am of her in a court dress, which she had worn two or three yuan before, when her brother James had insisted upon her being pt mrnlwd These photographs he had earned to be enlarged, aad had then iiiiinlssitsieil a w«0 known artist to paint from tbem a full length Itfe tbm portrait of Ida in ber court ataoostof £30Qi This order had been lad, aad the portrait which, althomft.

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awaylrom* ber, and for a moment nothing was heard but the rush of the gale and tbe roll of the wheels running over the bridges.

This was ber opportunity. All ber natural ferocity oroee within ber, Intensified a hundred times by the instinct of self protection. With a sodden hlow sbe struck tbe pistol from his hand, and it fell upon the floor of the carriage, and then, with a frightful yell, sbe sprang like a wildcat straight at his tfrmat- So sodd&t was the attack that tl^» long, lean hands were gripping his pipe before be know that it bad been Back sbe bore him, though be seised round tho waist She was the heavier two, and back they went crash! against carriage door.

as might be expected, the coloring was not entirely satisfactory, was still an effective likeness, and a fine piece at work now hung in a splendid frame over his mantelpieoe.

There, on the afternoon in question, be was sitting before tho fire, his eyes fixed upon the portrait, of which the outline was beginning to grow dim in the waning December light, whan a servant girl came in and announced fh*t a lady wanted to speak to him. He asked what her name was, and tbe girl said she did not know, because she had her down and was wrapped up in a big cloak.

In due course tbe lady was shown up. He relapsed into his reverie, for nothing •awrwrf to interest him much now unless it hfv* to do with Ida—and he knew that the lady was not Ida, because tbe girl said that she was short As it happened, he was sitting with his right ear, in which be was stone deaf, to tho door, so that between his infirmity and his dreams be never beard Belle it was she—enter tho room.

Per a minuto or more sbe stood looking at as be sat with his eyes fixed upon the otare, and as she looked an expression of pity stole across her sweet, pale face. "I wonder what curse there is laid upon us

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was never a star tosee them, thore,lockec^ ^eahoald be always doomed to seek for together in death, as thsy bad been locked getber in life, the fierce glare of hate terror yet staring from their glased eyes, bodies rolled over and over as they sped silently toward the sea!

we cannot find," die said, aloud. beard her now, and looking up saw bar tbe glow and flicker of tbe fire played upon her white face and draped form. Ho started violently, and as be did so she loosed the heavy cloak and

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bad been held, at which

an open verdict was returned, and they had been buried. Other tragedies had occurred, the papers were filled with tho reports of. a noted and remarkably full flavored divorce case, and tho affair of tbe country la wye* who committed bigamy and together with his lawful wife came to a tragic and mysterious end began to be forgotten.

In Boisingham and its neighborhood much sympathy was shown with Belle, whom people still called Mrs. Quest, though she had no title to that name, but sho received it coldly and kept herself secluded.

that she wore, and it fell behind her.

But where was the lovely rounded form, and where the clustering, golden curls! Gone,

in their place a coarse robe of blue serge, on which hung a crucifix and the white hood of tbe nun.

Ho sprung from his chair with an exclamation, not knowing if he dreamed or if he really sai jjgbostin

ly saw the woman who stood there like a the firelight

"Forgive me, Edward," she said presently, ber sweet, low voice. "I dare say that all looks theatrical enough, but I have ut on this dress for two reasons firstly, be-

I have to leave this town in an hoar's 'time, and wish to do so unknown and secondly, to show you that you need not fear .that I have come to be importunate. Will 'you light the candlesP

He did so mechanically and then pulled down the blinds. Meanwhile Belle bad seatled herself near the table, her face buried in ber h"»dg. "What is the meaning of all this, Bella?'he said. 'Sister Agnes,' yoa must call me now,'" sbe said, taking her hands from her faca "Tbe running of it is that I hav«t left tlv world and entered a sisterhood, whi^h worki among the poor in London, and that I have como to bid you farewell, a last farewell."

He stared at ber in amazement He did not |find it easy to connect tbe idea of this beautiful, passionate, human, loving creaturo with the cold sanctuary of a sisterhood. He did not kuow that it is natures like this, whose very greatness and intensity is often tho cause of their destruction, when they come in adverse contact with laws which are fitted to the average of their race, that are most capable of these strange developments. Tbo man or woman who can really love and endure—and thoy aro rare—can also, whon their passion has utterly broken them, turn to climb the stony paths that lead to love's antipodes. "Edward," she went on, "you know in what relation wo bavo stood to each other, and all that that relationship means to woman. You know that I have loved you with all my heart, and ail my strength, and all my EOUI that your voice has been music ^o me, and your kindness heaven." Here she trembled and broko down. "You know, too," she continued presently.

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you. I do not blame you, for the fault was mine, and if I have anything to forgive I forgive it freely, and whatever memories may still live in my heart I 8wear I put away all bitterness, and that my most earnest wish is that you may be happy, as happiness is to you. The mistake was mine that is, it would have been mine were we free agents, which, perhaps, we are not I should have loved my husband, or rather the man whom I thought my husband, for with all bis faults he was of a different clay to you, Edward."

He looked up, but said nothing. "I know," she went on, pointing to the plo-t-ore over tbe mantelpieoe, "that your mind is still set upon her, and that I am nothing, and less than nothing, to you. When I am

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you will scarcely give me a thought not know if you trill succeed in your end, and I think that the methods ybu are adopting are wicked and shameful But whether you succeed or not, your fate also will be what my fate is—to love a person who is not only indifferent to you, but who positively dislikes you, and reserves all her secret heart for another man, and I know no greater penalty than is to be found in that daily misery." "You are very consoling," he said, sulkily. "I only tell yoa the truth," she answered "What sort of life do you suppose mine has been when I am so utterly broken, so entirely robbed of hope that I have determined to leave the world and hide myself and my misery in a sisterhood! And now, Edward," she went ou after a pause, "I have something to tell you, for I will not go away, if, indeed, you allow me to go away at all after you have heard it, until I have confessed"—and she leaned forward and looked him full in the face—"I shot you on purpose, Edward." "WhatP he said, springing from his chair, "you tried to murder meP "Yea, yes but dont think too hardly of me. I am only flesh and blood, and you drove me mad with jealousy—you taunted me with having been your mistress, and said I was not fit to associate with tbe lady whom yoa were going to marry. It made me mad, aad the opportunity offered—the gun was there, and I shot you. God forgive me, I think that I have suffered more than you did. Oh! when day after day I saw you lying there and did not know if you would live or die, I thought I should have gone mad with remorse aad agony

Ha listened so far, and than suddenly walked across the room toward the belL She placed herself between him and it "What are you going to dor "Going to do! I am going to send for a pollm—•" and give you Into custody for attempted murder, that is all."

She caught his arm and looked him in the In another second she had loosed it "Of course," she said, '•you have a right to do that fUagaadsnd lor the policeman, Gdiy remember that the whole truth will flfn out at the trial."

This checked him, aad be stood thinking.

MWeD,"

she said, "why dont yoa ringP

"I do not ring," he answered, "becaase, on Um whole, I think I had better letyo«iga 1 do not wish to he mixed up with yoa any oon You have dona ma misohiwf enough have finished by attempting to murdar ma Go I think that the couveut is the best oboe for you: job are too had aad too daugeiom to be left at larfa." «Ohit»sheeaid,lIk»one inpaia. "Oh! aad you are the man for whom I baveoome to «m«i Olt, God! It Is a anal world." Aad aba plusesil bar bands to ber heart aad frAi-t rather than walked to tho door.

Baaahisg it, she taraad, aad bar hands MB Hi swing the coarse hint gown against her iHfi&dbaloMMd hmImkag*4ps^|hf door

"Edward," she said, in a i£ralned whisper, for ho* breath came thick, "Edward—I am going forever—have you no kind word to say to maP

He looked at her, a scowl upon his handsome face, and then by way of answer he todnral upon his heeL

And then by way of answer he turned upon •ft" hiaheeL \r And so, still holding her bands against her pom broken heart, she went out of the bouse, oat of Boisingham, and of touch and knowledge of tbe world. These two were, though sbe knew it not, once and ouce only, fated to meet again, in after years, aud under circumstances sufficiently tragic, but the story of that meeting does not lie within the scene of this history. »To the world Belle was dead, but there is another world of sickness, and sorrow, and sordid unchanging misery and shame, where tbo lovely face of Sister Agnes moves to and fro liko a ray of God's own light, and thoro thoeo who would kuow her mast go to seek her.

Poor Belle I Poor, shamed, deserted woman! She was an evil doer, and tho futality of love and tbe rash of ber quick blood, and the unbalanced vigor of hor mind, which might bad sho been more happily placed, have led ber to all things that aro pui\\ and true, and of good report, had combined to drag her into shame and misery. But the evil that sbe did has been paid back to ber in full measure, pressed down aud running over. Few of us nood to wait tor a placo of punishment to get tho duo of our follies aiul our sin. Here wo oxpiate thorn. They aro wiili us day and night, about our path and about, our bed, scourging us with the whips of memory, mocking us with empty longing, and the hopelessness of despair. Who cau escape the consequence of sin, or even of the misfortune which led to sin! Certainly Bello did uot, nor did Mr. Quest, nor even that fierce hearted harpy who haunted bim to his grava

And so good-by to Bella. May sbe find peace in its season. [7b be Continued.],

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CINCINNATI to JACKSONVILLE!, Fla. Time 2S hours. Through Sleepers without change. The Short Line between Cincinnati and

Lexington, Ky., time, 2}{ hours Knoxvllle, Tenn., time, 12 hours Ashville, N. C., time, 17 hours Chattanooga, Tenn., time, 11 hours Atlanta, Ga., time, 15 hours Birmingham, Ala., time 16 hours. Direct Counectious at .New Orleans and Shreveport for Texas, Mexico and California.

Trains leave Central Union Depot, Cincinnati crossing the Famous High Bridge of Kentucky and rounding the base of Lookout Mountain.

ST. LOUIS, LAFAYETTE, and CHICAGO.

The Entire Trains run through 'Without change, between Cincinnati and Chicago. Pulman Sleepers and elegant Reclining Chair Cars On night trains. Magnificent Parlor Cars ou Day Trains.

Trains of Vaudalia Line [T. H. A L. Dlv.] makes close connection at Colfax with C. I. St. L. A C. Ry trains for Lafayette A Chicago

Pullman and Wagner Sleeping Cars aua Coaches are run through without change between St. Louis, Terre Haute and Cincinnati Indianapolis via Bee Line aud Big 4.

Five Trains each way, dally except Sunday three trains each way on Sunday, between IndianapollBand Cincinnati.

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tive point for the distribution of Southern and Eastern Traffic. The fact that it connects ln tho Central Union Depot, In Cincinnati, with the trains of the C. W.4B.R. R.. [B. A O.J N. Y. P. A 0. R. R., [Erie,] and the C. C. C. A I. R'y, [Bee Line] for the East, as well aa with the trains of the C. N. O. 4 T. P. R'y, [Cincinnati Southern,] for the South, Southeast ami Southwest, gives it an advantage over all It* competitors, for no route from Chicago, Lafayette or Indianapolis can make these connections without compelling passengers to submit to along aud disagreeable Omnlqus transfer for both passengers and

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