Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 July 1889 — Page 2

CHAPTER XX XVIL

OOL. QCARITCH KZPBKS8S8 HIS VDSWB. Meanwhile things bad been going very ill at tbo castle. Edward Carney** lawyers were carrying out their client's instructions to the letter with a perseverance and ingenuity worthy of a connty court solicitor. Day by day they found some new point upon which to harass tbo wretched squire. Some share of tbo first expenses connected with the mortgages bad, they said, been improperly thrown upon their client, and they again and again demanded, in language which was almost Insolent, tbo immediate payment of the amount Then there was three months' Interest overdue, and this also they pressed and clamored for, till tbe old gentleman waa nearly driven oat of bis senses, and, as a consequence, drove everybody about the place out of theirs.

last tbls state of affairs began to tell upon bis constitution, which, strong as he was, could not at his age withstand such constant worry. He grew to look years older, his shoulders acquired a stoop, and his mem,ory began to fail him, especially cn matters connected with tbe mortgages and farm ac.count*. Ida, too, became pale and ill sbe •cauglit a heavy cold, which she could not throw off, and bcr faoo acquired a permanently pained and yet listless look.

One day, it was on tbo 13th of December, things reached a climax. When Ida came down to breakfast sbe found her father busy poring over some more letters from tbe lawj rcrs. "What is it now, fatherl" she said. "What it nowf he answered, irritably. "Why, it's another claim for £2200, that's what it is. I keep telitng them to write to «ny lawyers, but they wont at least they write to me, too. .There, I cant make head or tail of it. Look hero," and be showed her two sides of a big sheet of paper covered with statements of accounts. "Anyhow, I have not got £200, that's clear. I dont know where we are going to find the money to pay the three months' interest. I'm worn out, Ida. I'm worn out that's tbe long and short of It. 1 got no confuted with all these figares. I'm an old rr now, and all these troubles are too much for me." "You must not talk like that, father," she answered, not knowing what else to say, for affairs were indeed desperate. "Yes, yes, it's all very well to talk so, but fyt* are stubborn. Our family is ruined, mod we must accept It." "Cannot tbe money be got anybowi Is there nothing to be doneT sbe asked, desperately. "What is tbo good of asking me that? There is only one thing that can save us, and you know what it is as well as I dp. Dutyou are your own mistress. I have no right to put prussure on you. "ou must please your-

Meanwhilo I think wo had bettor leave tliia place at once and go and live in a cottage aomowhere, if wo can get onough to support us if not, wo must starve, I suppose. I cannot keep up appearances any longer."

Ida rose and with a strange, sad light of resolution shiniug iu her oyes came to where her father wns sitting and, putting her mwi hUtknnMAM htm in the "Father," she said, "do you wish me to snarry that nianF "Wish you to marry himl What do you tneanf he *akl, not without irritation and

He is acting liko—well, like the cur that he is, in putting on the screw as ho is doing, but of course that is tbe way out of it aud the only way, and thero you are." "Father," the said again, "will you give mo tou days, that is, until Christmas day! If nothing happens between this and then, I will marry Mr. Edward Coesey."

A sudden light of hopo shone in his eyes. She saw it, though ho tried to bide it by turning his bead away. "Oh, yes," he answered, "as you wish •attic it ono way or the other on Christmas day, and theu we can go out with the New Tear. You seo, your brother James ia dead, and I have no ono left to advise me now, and I suppose that I am getting old. At any rate, things seem to to too much for ma Settle it as you like. Settle it as you like," and begot up, learinr h!« Iwvvikfast half swallowed, and went o.T i. i..,-on aimlessly •bout the park.'

So she made up her mind at last. This was the end of her struggling. She oould not let her old father bo turned out of bouse and home to starve, for practically they would starve. She knew her hateful lover well enough to bo aware that ho would show oo mercy. It was a question of the woman or the money, and she was tho woman. Either she must let him take her or they oust be destroyed there was no middle course. And in these circumstances there was no room for hesitation. Once more her doty became clear to her. Sbe must give up bar love, she must give up borself. Well, so be it. She was weary of the long endeavor Against fortune, now she would yield and let the tide of utter uiiswy sweep over like a eea—and bear her uway till at last it brought her to that

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BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.

iu which, perchance, all

things eonte right or are as though they had never been. She had scarcely spoken to her lover, Harold Quaritch, for some weeks. Sbo had, as abe understood it, entered into a kind of unspoken agreement with her father not to do and that agreement Harold bad understood and respected. Since their last letters to each other they had met once or twice casually or at church and interchanged a few different words, though their eyes spoke another story, and touched each others hands and parted, and that was absolutely ail. But now that she had come to this momentous decision, she felt that he had right to learn it, and so ouoe more sbe wrote to him. She might have gone to see him or told him to meet her, but sbe would not. For one* thing sbe lid not dare to trust heraelf oo such an errand in his dear company, for another she waa too proud, thinking if her father came to hear of it he might oooader that It had a eland—tine and underhand abearance.

And so she wroto. With all shesakiwe need not concern ourselves. The letter was fanfooafe. more passionate than one would perhaps bare expected from a woman of Ida* calm and stately r\ a mountain may lave a heart of 1-i, al:_jugb it is clad in anows, and so it sometimes is wtth wouieu who look cold and unemotional as mar Berittes, it was her last chance—she writs him no mare letters, and sbe had to lay. "Aud I bare decide*, F-r^».»«be mid, afterteUing him of all her and trouble*. "Imastdoit tbaretsnolptortt,asI think you will v*r'*" for the day*'respite. T. J,It Jyfc *n©ww except that St Is a rcepita. And now, what It there kft to say to «n 1 g"- I love yoo. Harold I u-o^e nc tt»*nd I aaalj ncv«r love any after. Iw:^berj|tt

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your life that I love yoa and nave not forgotten you, and never can forget. For people as we are there is one hope—the grave. In the grave earthly considerations «nH earthly contracts end, and here 11 you, if she does at all. under the direct neoestrustnr"^ believe we shall find each other—or I sity, to save her father from the ruin at the least forgetfulneas. My heart is so yoa are deliberately bringing upon him. son I know not what tr say to you, for it is "Weil, CoL Quaritch," he answered, difficult to pot all I feel in words. I am over- I "faavo you quite done lecturing me? If ydb whelmed,

my spirit is broken, and I wish I have, let me tell you, as you seetn anxious to to God that I were dead. Sometimes 1 cease I know, that if by any legal means I can marto believe in a God who con allow his crea-1 jy (jg la Molle, I certainly fully intend to tares to be so tormented, and give us love I marry her and let me toll you another thing, only it may be daily dishonored in our thut when once I am married to borit will be sight bat who am I that I should complain, and after all, what are our troubles compared to some we know of? Well, it will come to an end at last, and meanwhile pity me and fofnir of me. Pity me and think of me yes, but never see me mora. As soon as thisengagement is publicly announced, go away, the further the better. Yes, go to New Zealand, as you suggested once before, a|d in pity of our human weakness never lot me see your face again. Perhaps yoo may write to nui sometimes—if my—'f Mr. Coesey will allow it Go there and oocupy yourself it will divert your mind—you are still too young a man to lay yourself upon the shelf, mix yourself up in tbe politics of the place, take to writing, anything, so long as you can to spring at his adversary's throat, absorb yourself. I send you a photograph of

myself. I have nothing better, and a ring I

that night and day I have worn since I waa jao0

a child. I think that it will fit your little

finger, and I hope that you will always wear

thing—to love her more than life, to hold her I

dearer even than his honor, to be, like Harold, boloved In turn, and then to know that that woman, that one thing for which he would count tbe world well lost and would oven sacrifice his hope of heaven, that light that makes bis days beautiful, that starry joy set like a diadem upon life's dark brows, has beou taken from him by tbe mockery of fate, not by death, for that bo could bear, taken from him and givon—for money or money's worth—to some other man! It is, perhaps, better that a man should die than 'that be should |OoS through such an experience as that which threatened Harold Quaritch now for though the man die not, yet will it kill all that is best in him, and wliatever triumphs may await him, and whatever women to am drwist,'ftre TiJfti what it might .have been, because his lost love took its glory with her.

No wonder then that he dee]Mired. No

t^ora1,both-

fa^^l^^ «W^!f £f ?VaI'8

oarned it triw i^c' t-

Thfl

tfaat OT

Qnjy

it In memory of me. And now it is late and Listen: our fathers had away gf 1 am tired, and what is there more that a

woman can say to tbe mau she loves, and whom she must leave forever! Only one word—Good-by. IDA.'

When Harold got this letter it fairly broke him down. His hopes had been revived when he thought that all was lost, and now again they were utterly dashed and broken. He coukl see no way out of it, none at alL He oould not quarrel with Ida's decision, shocking as it was, for tbe simple reason that he knew in his heart that the was acting rightly, and even nobly. But oh 1 the thought of it ,— _, mado him mad. It is probable that to a man I

of imagination and can invent no more hideout, torture than that ho must undergo in the position in which Harold Quuritch found himself. To truly love some good woman or some woman whom bo thinks good—for it comes to the same

man who had brought this last extremity of I old Quaritch. OliTZ^Jt00

an^

beiM inot^l^viv i0'

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8pec'a^e

driven into

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these

intcrriowa.

his rising temper waUaTS

ber into a distasteful marriage with

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much did it move him that he took a resolution—Mr. Cossey should know his mind about the matter, and that at once. Ringing the bell, ho ordered his dog cart and drove to Edward Cossey's rooms, with the full intention of giving that gentleman a very unpleasant quarter of an hour.

foIlowed

"Good day," be mid, coldly. seatedr The colonel bowed his head slightly, but be did not sit down.

the ooloneL in ^f'

now I come to ask one." "Indeed Yoa. Tb come to the point, Miss de la

And €*.:• to ma you, if .maid apt to choose the I er man, yoa know."

to extremity we fall back by instinct on tb

u® indignation. So mothods which men have from the beginni

adopted to save themselves from intolerat wrong and dishonor, or, be it admitted, bring tho same upon others.

Bu'

Mr On*-™- days the colonel frequently looked back upon ohmiM fearing lest he I this episode in his career with shame, not unthT^Sf

COS)nel

mn«f oo *nd entered al-1 did so on the strange potency of that passion __ announced his name. There I which can bring men to seriously entertain nnrm

0VBn

whAn "f, soften ing upon her love and natural inclinations, Si ^pictar® bave tried to persuade her to out the knot by

irritation, not unmixed with nervousness depicted on his face. The last person whom he wished to see and expected a visit from was Ool Quaritch, whom in his heart be held in be had of late re-1 could do-answered her letter by saying that

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TERRE TT ATTTE SATURDAY EVENING

the 'better man,' Mr. doesey* said t& colonel quietly. -Without wishing to make any comparisons, I may say that in birth, in breeding, perhaps even in education and the record of my life, in which at least I h£ve not disgraced myself, I am fully your though I admit that you have the advantage of me in ey and in years. However, that is not tin point the point is that I have bad the fortune to bo preferred to you by the lady in question, and not you to too. I happen to know that you and the 14^. 0f

marriage with you is as distasteful to yiw (J© la Molie as it is to met This I know from her own lips. 8be will only marry

tbe last that you shall see of her if I can pre? Tent it." "Thank you far your admissions," said Harold, still more quietly. "So it seems frw. it is all true it aeons tha» you are using your weqjth to harass this unfortunate gentleman and his daughter until you drive them into consulting to this marriage.. That being so, I wish to tell you privately what I shall probably some opportunity of telling you in public, namely, that a man who does such things a cur, and worse than a cur, he is a blackguard, and you are such a man, Mr. Cossey."

Edward Cossey1* face turned perfectly livid with fury, and he drew himself up as

b®|d op his hand. "Dont try

wl.h me* be said. "In tbe first

vujgarf

ami in the second you have

recovered from an accident and are

for though I am over forty

I settling their troubles I dont approve of that sort of thing as a rule, but in some case* it is salutary. If you think yourself aggrieved it does not take long to cross the water, Mr. Cossey."

Edward Coesey looked puzzled. "Do you mMn to suggest that I should fight a duet with youT he said.

alxj

wd deep feeling hell itself

|HpB meet

if,

"To challenge a man to fight a duel," answered the colonel, with deliberation, "isan offense, therefore I make no such challenge. 1 have made a suggestion, and that suggestion falls in with your views, as,

jje jK)Weji "i hope it may, we might per- T© {M$

accidentally abroad iu a few days' pg to

haps: time, when we oould talk this matter over further." 'I'll see you banged first," answered Comrf. "I'll see you banged first," answerea ^osse"j«

What have I to gain by fighting you e*p«£# tob a very good chouoe of Veing shot? I have ha£J£t

enough

of being shot as it is, and we will

this game out upou the old luies, urn win it." "As you like," said Harold. "I bavt a suggestion to you which you do not to accept. As to the end of the game, not finished yet, and therefore it is im to say who will win it. Perhaps you chcckmatod after all. Ia the mean allow mo again to assure you that I coi you both a cur and a blackguard, and you good morning." \ml be bowed out, leaving Edv\ .i. -sscy in a curious dition of QQiicentruuU ruge.

CHAPTER XXXVIIL

^OLON7L. couT£

a Te3c£^eV "Christian uatured iu who had moreover in the coarse of his been mixed up with enough bloodshed have acquired by

a thorough horror of it,»o

Jf&t this condition had been reached by Har-

He waa a just man, Edward Cc^j «iuu6u ue-

cliued to

eut*rtoin

the idea, but the colonel'

con* had been perfectly in earucst about it Oc

atAtisl 'iw Hz» diffloult for him to under-1 as it may appear in tbo latter end of a. imntkmnn

above all things, Nineteenth century, uotlUng would lia\

woman given him greater pleasure than to pit

distasteful I hfo ugainst that of his unworthy rivaL

man^K^ Pre®su'®» P°t on by the I course, it was foolish and wrong, but huni^ bovond

8^n

revoltod him

***.

^ery

hoUg 1

nature is the same in all ages, and in the I'

Cossey utterly declined to fight 1* S

he said he had bad enough of being shot, aud so there was an end of it Indeed, in after

mingled with amusement, reflecting when he

formidable look I the idea of such extravagances.

upon his plain but manly face, and some- Well, there was nothing more to be dona saMterlv t^rto^

formal

He might, it is true, have seen Ida, aud work

have succeeded, tor in such affairs women are apt to find the arguments advanced by their lovers weighty and well worthy of consideration. But he was not the man to adopt such a course. He did tbe only thing he

mplea«nt visits that I what must be must be. He had learned that

it is not wonderful that he began to dread on tbe day subsequent to his interview with

Mo^wdlare^Uno^oS^S g? *oWdU upon their books to be sold or there has been b^^usaT^Sj^ ^tovario™ intoential that that stts rhnmntr mhrht^dhT^f friends to obtain to the Is^iing mas ^was atneomens might and in mai^

.his rival,* Che squire had written to Edward

Will you be Cossey, informing him that a answer would be given tc him on Christmas day, and that thereon all vexatious proceedings on tbe

w** °°e wayout of the trouble, tho way

8o he sot to work to make his preparations for leaving Hon ham and this country for good and all. He wrote to land agents, and

ZmIintroductions

muL

"OH has theref* said tbe youngir man, calmly with a sneer hung beavflj on his hands. He mooned about answered the colonel, keeping down

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now I am told, upon what appears to be good 7***^

presume that you appear in that character"! ]". *re?n-f

•gate he nwen4» *Taskwhat hwlnessisttl ahradarbe of yoursr Aooordingiy they "m*, «&d shortly after It is every business of mine. Mr Oomev

beoause if Miss de la MoDs is forced intoEe I Sj* Ug«n to rise. shall loss nay wtfti* Then be fell to and down the -T you will «rtainly km her. Do yoa that I am going to coukkr wall ached. Tbe hour was at hand—the •d,- he went ooTSng now in a SI- 2? Tf* he loved.

i, "I should have log the dtfltaar and foruma, tmsons you. *iw Try bwig

thought between might

pneferred

qptokmm

are

W^at yo« otn

the treasure was very mythical, and if it had ever really existed, it was not now to be found. He went to his dispatch box and took from 'it the copy be hod made of the entry in the Bible, which had been in Sir James? pocket when ho was murdered in the court yard. The whole story was a very strange one. Why did the brave old man wish that his Bible should be sent to his son, and why did he write that somewhat peculiar message in itf

Suppose that Ida was right, and that it a cipher or cryptograph which would give a clew to the whereabouts of the treasure. If so, it was obvious that it would be one of the simplest nature. A man confined by in a dungeon and under immediate sentence of death would not have been likely to pause to invent anything compiicatedL It

would,

Well, Harold stared and stared at this inscription. He read it forward, backward, crosBways and in every other way, but absolutely without result. At last, wearied out with misery of mind and the pursuit of a futile occupation, be dropped off sound asleep in his chair. That happened about a quarter to 11 o'clock. Tho next thing that he Lfrnaw was that he suddenly woke up woke ^up completely, passing as quickly from a condition of deep sleep to one of wakefulness as though he bad never shut his eyes. He used to say afterward that he felt as though

Somebody had come and aroused him it was not like a natural waking. Indeed, so un accustomed was the sensation that for a moment the idea flashed through his brain that died in his sleep and was now awakenanew state of fflristenira.

This soon passed, however. Evidently D* must have slept some time, for tbe lamp was out and tbe fire dying. He got up and hunted bout in the dark for some matches, which last he found. He struck a light, stand exactly opposite to the bit of paper

darkness and the sudden striking of the light upon his eyeballs, it came to pass that Harold, happening to glance thereon, was only able to read four letters of this first line of writing, all the rest seeming to him hutjis a blur connecting those four ere: 4 the initial letters of Uie sixtfc,' th& eleventh and the sixteenth words of the line given above.

down

aline:

But these matUndid

waric*ow^IfS

authority, that you have ictwlly ccode- *nd so he gave it np. •ceoded to bring, directly and indirectlv I

8o™(ib«w

preswreof a monetary sort to bearmooMto T" Oulstmas eye «*».* de la MoQeand berfatlMr Inord«r to forosl

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cropefcr strange hands

the time wore on unttl at last

ld**

jed*op- «toed,»h)i»ethat

I night, as usual, and shortly aftsrdinner some

what the deril bosteess of yours is it I ths house, and began to sing sir,* asked Oos«y, "what I hare or hav« carob octrtde. The carots did dooef Making every allowance for the hit oondition of appointment of an uzuoccearftd snitor, for IJ

Ul^wwid

go away, as

tor

Was there no way out of it—no possible warf Alas! there was bet one way, and golden one but where was the money to *me from! Be had it not, and as land Mood it was tmpraafble to raise ft Ah only that great treesnre which old Sir James de la Molle had hid away and died rather than reveal oould be brco^ht to light now la the hour of his boosed

MAIL.

indeed, be curious that he should

have invented anything at all under such yjrcmnstencca, and when he could have so little hope that the riddle would bo solved. But, on tho other hand, his position was desperate bo was quite surrounded by foes tthere was no chance of his being able to conTOIjr the secret in any other way, and he mtriit have done so.

Ilarold placed the piece of paper upon tho mantelpiece and, sitting down in an arm chair opposite, began to coutemplolo it earnestly, as indeed be had often done before. In —the reader should not remcmbor its warding, it is repeated here. It ran: "Do not grievo for mo, Edwagd, my son, ithatl am thus suddenly and wickodlydono to death by rebel murderers, for naught happeneth bat according to God's wUL And now farewell, Edward, till we shall meet b* heavoo. My money have I hid, and on account thereof I die unto this world, knowing that not one piece shall Cromwell to ch. To whom God shall appoint shall all my treasure be, for naught can I oommunicate."

letters. Xhey

The match burned out, and he began to hunt a!^t_forjan2tfW"«—• letters almost automatically. "Why, it spells 'Dead.' That is rather curloufc."

Something about this accidental spelling advertisement In tho newspaper about

awakened his interest very sharply—it was an odd coincidonce. He lighted some candles, and hurriedly examined the line. The first thing that struck hint was that the four letters which wont to make up the word "dead" wore about equidistant in the line of writing. Could it be? He hurriedly counted •ttie words in th» lino there were sixteen of Ubem, that is, tho first one of tbe letters occurred at ihe commencement of every fifth word.

This was certainly curious. Trembling with nervousness ho took a pencil wrote clear as a baby's,

tbe initial letter of every fifth word in

the message, thus Do not grievo for me, Edward, my sou, that 1 E am thus suddenly and wickedly done to by a rebel murderers, for naught happeneth but aoa cording to Qod wUL And now farewell, Edward,

till we shall meet in heaven. My moneys have I 8 ni hid, and on account thereof I die this world,

knowing that not one piece shall OomweU touch,

To whom God shall appoint shall all my treason a bet, for naught can I communicate,

Whan he had

f^nru^

be wrote theeeinitiatain

DEad mans mount abc

0 resit heaven I he had hit upon the reading of the riddle. The answer waa "Dead Man's Mount," followed by the mysterious letters A.B.C.

Breathless with excitement, he checked the letters again to see if by any chance be bad made an error. No, it was perfectly correct "Dead Man's Mount" That was and had been for centuries tbe name of tbe curious tumulus or mound in his own g»r^n«i, tbe same that learned cussed tbe origin of sc flercaly and that his aunt, the late Mrs. Masaey, had, at the coat of two hundred and fifty pounds, erected mushroom shaped roof over in order to prove that the hollow in the top had onoe been tbe agreeable country seat of an ancient British family.

Oould it then be bat coincidence ti^ after the first word the initial of every fifth word in tbe message should spell out the nam* of this remarkable place, or was it so arranged? Be sat down to think it a frightened child. Obvfajuslv it was not an acctdeuHobviooaly the prisoner of more than two centuries ago had in bis balplsasniMs invented this rfmpki cryptograph in the hope that his son, or, if not his son, some one of his deewndants would discover it and thereby become the —~--T at the hidden wealth. What plaos would be mors likely for the old knight to faavadaosen to secrete the gold than one that even in tboee days had the uncanny reputation of being haunted! Who would ever think of for modern treasure in tbe burying place of the ancient dead? In those days, too, MolehiP «w Dead Man* Mount, belonged to the De ia Molle family, who had reacquired it on tbe break up of the Abbey. It waa atlj at the Beetorstiaa. when theDofBerieigb branch came into pa—aiam under the will of the second and last baronet, &ir Edward de Is MoOe, who died in eaila, that they failed to mom this portion of ib lauyei tji. if this was so, and Sir James, the murdered man, had buried his fr i—uiu in the mount, what did the

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tho line to be taken to discover itf Harold could not imagine, nor, as a matter of fact, did bo or anybody else ever find out this either then or thereafter.

Ida, indeed, used afterward laughingly to declare that old Sir James meant to indicate that he considered the wholo thing as plain as A C, bat that was an explanation which did not commend itself to Harold's practical mirwi

fCHAPTER XXXTX Si

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BET KOT TO BSD.

Harold glanced at the clock—it was nearly 1 in tho morning—time to go to bed if he was going. But be did not feel inclined to go to bed. If be did, with this great discovery on his rnir^1 he tbould not sleep. There was another thing it was Christmas eve, or rather Christmas day, the day of Ida's answer. If any succor was to be given at all it must be givenat once, before the fortress had capitulated. Once let tho engagement renewed, and even if the money should subsequently be forthcoming, the difficulties would bo doubled. But there bo was building his hopes upon sand and he knew it Even supposing that he held in his hand the key to th® burial placo of tbe long lost treasure, who knew whether it would still be there, or whether rumor had not enormously added to its proportions! He was allowing his hopes and his imagination to carry him away.

Still be could not sleep, and ho had a mind to see if anything could be made of it Going to tho gun room, ho put on a pair of shooting boots, an old coat and an ulster. Next be provided himself with a dark lantern and the key of the summer house at tho top of Dead Man's Mount, and silently unlocking

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Its first line ran as it was copied: Do not grieve for me, Edward, my son, 11 am thus suddenly and wickedly done." Now, as tbo match burned up, by some. ,, urious chance, connected probably with the I EvGry JN lgllt OCmtCllGCl U11 til tllG

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ran At*

ictus letten A. B. C.

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Body covered with scales like spois of mortar. An awful spectacle. Doctors useless. Cure ho pel

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