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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1895-1-17, Page 3WEAK, NERVOUSDISEASED MEN1 Thousands of Thing aid Shia* 2yed Yob are aramelly swept to a premature grave through mar indiscretion and later excesses. Self abuse and Oonetitotiooal Blood Disowns bow rimed and wrecked the life of many a promising young mac. Have fon any of the following Ilymptooer Nervous and Despondent; Tired in Morning No Ambi- tion• Memory Poor; Emily Fatrgded; Excitable and Irritable: Eyes Blur; Pimples on the ace Dresoa and Drains at Night; Restless; Haggard Looking; Blotches; Bore Throat; Hair boon; Plaine in Body; Sunken Ryes• Lassos; Dietrortfal and Lack oo Ener sexually. Oar liras XaGW' 2bealwast will beiid you up mentally, physically and Chat " Boal DRS, KENNEDY 86 I ERGAN Done. Whit Cured in one m Dr. Moulton. Corea 5 years :Igo. Capt. Townsend. " At 14 years of ago I learned a bad habit which almost rained res. I became nervous and weak. My back troubled me. I could stand no exertion. 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I tried everything -dl failed till I took treatment from Drs. Kennedy and Kergan. Their New Method built me up mentally, physicals and seaaally I feel and act like a man in every respect. 'Try them. " iI' No Names Used Without Written Consent of Patient. DRS. KENNEDY & KERGAN.Detso t`, Mich it Woman's Crime. BY AN BX-DE]TIDVrIVE. Pub,lowed by heramleion of the owners of the Copyright, (CONTiNUESD.1 Lenore bent over the picture and mur- 'mered, hall to herself, "I have seen it, -or dreamed of it, long ago," then she '.looked up quickly, "it is my"—she broke off abruptly, and flushed painful grand name and his ancostral hallsmust. come into the hands of a distantrelative, a man who came of a wicked and de- based, as well as a very distant brranch of the family, and who was hated by the old nobleman for many reasons. He had never dreamed of this man as' a possible heir—but the man himself had schemed for years to this end. He was the same man who had playedthe ludas to the old man's son; the man who had made the mother a wanderer, the child homeless and nameless, driven the father to an untimely grave, and rendered the proud old man childless and desolate. When this man presented himself and his pre- tensions, the old lord swore that he should never inherit his acres. Then he sent for me, and for years I have searched over Europe to find his son's wife and child. Miss Armyn, this proud old nobleman was your father's father; that wronged wife was your mother ; the villain who wrought this evil was Jason Bradwar- dinne ; and the long -sought heiress, is yourself." The three listeners sat with faces turned toward him, silent and astonish- ed, and the detective continued. "Jason Bradwardine saw but one straw in the way of happiness. You know what that was, Miss Armyn ?" Lenore started as if from a dream. "Yes," she said slowly. "It was my life, and I had been warned against him." Then suddenly ; "Sir, who are you ? I thought when you came that you were a detective." "I am a detective, my lady. I am Francis Ferrara, of Scotland Yard." Lenore's face became suddenly grave. "You have come on a fruitless mission, she said, gloomily. "I must live and die an outcast like my poor mother." "You are wrong. Lady Lenore; you have strong allies. I know to what you allude, and I know that a week ago you fled from your best friend. The man who rescued you from Jason Bradwardine does not believe you guilty of any crime. He would have done for you what Gentle- man Jeff has done ;; provided you with a safe shelter until the storm is past and the true criminal brought to light. Neil Bathurst, the detective, is your friend and not your enemy." Lenore turned her eyes upon him and asked, almost breathlessly : "Is that the truth? Do you believe in him?" "Believe in him? Lady Lenore, he has held at arm's length that eager mother and keen lawyer, at the risk of all that a detective holds dear. He, aided by a friend, a grand fellow like himself, is at this moment busy ferreting out suspected parties in order to fasten the guilt where it properly belongs. Twice you have evaded him, and because of this, another man would pronounce you guilty. But two hours after your escape from his car- riaga, half a block from this place, Neil Bathurst said to me, 'In spite of this seeming guilt, I believe her innocent, and she shall not be arrested while it is in my power to prevent it ' " Lenora arose and stood before him. " Do you believe me innocent ?" she asked. "I do," solemnly. "And—will others ever believe it?" "I have crossed the ocean to find and save you," he replied; "and you have two strong champions in Neil Bathurst and Robert Jocelyn. Gentleman Jeff knows their reputations. Ask his opin- ion of your chances." "I know their reputations, and Iknow yours," said the ;ambler.. "Miss Armyn, you are safer than if protected by a standing army." CHAPTER XLITI.—A STRANGE PROCEED- ING. Aura Durand returned from the shop- ping expedition feeling, for some reason, in low:spirits. During dinner she seem- ed preoccupied, and soon after she ex- cused herself, saying that shopping al- ways wearied her, and retired to her room. If she sought solitude, she was doomed to disappointment, for scarcely ten min- utes atter she had left the drawing room, Mrs. Richards, too, arose and walked leisurely up the stairs, stopping leisurely at Aura's door. She came to consult the young lady upon some unimportant household matter, but she remained long after that matter was disposed of, chat- ting pleasantly, and seeming not to ob- serve that Miss Durand was yawning, and her eyes growing heavy with sleep. Suddenly she looked narrowly at the girl, and then exclaimed with marked solicitude : "My dear child, how heavy and dull your eyes look ! Does your head ache ?" And Aura, with seeming reluctance, confessed that it did; andremarked that she would ring for Laura, if Mrs. Rich- ards would excuse her and retire. In- stantly Mrs. Richards was at the oell. "How thoughtless I have been," she said self -reproachfully, "to keep you up like this. Laura will put you to bed, and I shall bathe that poor head for you. Now don't object, it will•be a pleasure to me, and I know I can relieve the pains. I am a strong magnetizer." "It is is your mother's husband—your father, Yon have seen him, Miss Armyn ; but you were a very young child." Lenore bent over the picture again. Her father, the father she had never heard of, of whom she knew nothing ; .•she had recognized her mother's face; her mother's handwriting, and it never once occurred to her now to doubt the sincerity of the man before her. Soon she looked up with a flash of her olden imperiousness. "Do you know my father ?" she asked. "Can you tell me about him?" The detective glanced at the woman sitting on the other side of the fire. Le- nore Interpreted the glance. "Is your story anything that others ought not to hear?" she asked. "Is it anything," shuddering, "that must be kept a secret?" '-I think that all your friends, should know what I am about to tell you," he raplied, gravely. "Then speak," said Lenore, with a "breath of relief. "This good lady is a friend indeed." "I am aware of that," replied he, bow- ing toward the silent old lady. "Then I shall begin at once, only prefacing my story by saying, that 1 shall make it as brief as possible. And," with a slight -smile "if I am not banished from your presence, I can enlarge upon it later." At this moment there came a quick :step along the hall, and then the door -opened, and Gentleman Jeff appeared upon the threshold. His face became very dark, as his eyes fell upon the in- truder, but Francis Ferrars arose to his •feet with perfect composure, and said: "Como in Jeff. And pray pardon the -trick I have played you. Miss Armyn, • is not this friend also entitled to your confidence?" "He is, indeed !" said Lenore, warmly. "Come in, please, and hear what this gentleman is about to say." Thus adjured, and much wondering, 'Gentleman Jeff closed the door and came 'toward the group. "I can't understand this," he said. "Have you been shamming down stairs. sir?" td Ferrara. "I have been shamming," replied Fer- rara, quietly. "Listen, my friend, and you will know why." The gambler seated himself, with the puzzled look still on his face, and with- out pausing for further explanation, the detective spoke as follows : "More than twenty years ago, the only son of a proud and arrogant English nobleman fell deeply in love with a young woman, who was the daughter of an Italian lady of high family, who had made a misalliance, marrying a hand - '1 some young Frenchman, a. son of the people. The marriage had been a happy ,one, but the parents had died within the same week, of some malignant fever, leaving this daughter with a small but sufficient fortune, and otherwise at the mercy of the world. As I have before -stated, she was loved by an Englishman of noble blood, and shoftly after the death of her parents they were privately married ; they lived in seclusion for more than a year, and were very happy; happier than ever when their child, a girl, was born. Bat presently there -came a change. The father of the young husband knew nothing of this marriage; he believed his son to be travelling for pleasure, and had himself chosen a wife to bestow upon him when he should re- turn. But one day there came an anony- mous letter, telling him of his son's mar- riage, revealing the secluded home of the young pair, and bidding the father to go and see for himself, Now the young husband had trusted one person with the secret of his marriage, had even permit- ted this trusted one to visit his home and • know his beautiful wife. This man be- trayed his trust; step by step he wormed his way into the confidence of his young wife, and when one day the husband went from home, for a two days' absence, his plot was ripe for development. On that very day the father, blinded, mad with pride, anger and disappointment, came to the home where the young wife was alone. A terrible scene ensued, and it ended in the father's declaring that he would give his son his choice between her and him ; if he returned to her, then she might claim him, and keep him; if he did not come back, she must abide by the consequences, the law should free his son. Well, he did not come back; through the treachery and deceit of the friend he had trusted, he was kept away, and then the schemer came with a false tale to the distracted wife ; her husband had abandoned her, and returned to his father, this and much more she was made to believe, and then her mother's fierce Italian blood asserted itself ; she would take her child and go away ; above all . she would live. The fiery old nobleman had made one mistake, the Church would not annul the marriage, neither would the State. She knew this, and she knew, too, that her infant daughter was heiress, after her father, to one of the oldest names and finest estates in England. Still trusting the false friend who had wrought all . her misery, she left her home, and her friends lost all traec of her. A little more than a week after his departure from his happy home, the young husband who had been decoyed away by a false report of his father's i11- ness, returned; he found his home deso- late, his wife and child gone. Then he returned to his father, accusing, him as the anther of all this misery and the father believing his visit to have been the sole cause of the flight of his eon's wife, did not deny the charge there were many angry words, and they separated without fully understanding the cause of the trouble, All that the wily false friend had done, the eon believed the father guilty of. Tho bereaved and for- saken husband left his father's house less me reek He 604' n H a e t or return, never y and still the destroyer was on his track, urging him on, keepinc him alienated fora who now longed father, g. his from n years he After edied, reconciliation. , and the proud .father was left childless. Then this old man married, married a youn wife, who died within the year, and then—he was forced to see that his sleeps without lights, near her, and to- night Mrs.. Richards has left a few wax tapers ablaze, not only in the bed -cham- ber, but in the dressing -room and boudoir beyond. Moveless and still lies the fair sleeper. Tick, tick, tick, tick, the little bronze clock in the dressing -room tells off the seconds, the minutes, almost an hour, Ther the door of the buud'oir opens as if by the hand of a spirit. Slowly, slowly, it swings inward, and then a figure glides in, the figure of a man, a man clad in a long, loose, gray garment, and with his face and head entirely hidden by a velvet mask, and close -fitting velvet skull -cap. He closes the door thrbugh which he came, and bolts it without making a sound ; then he takes up one of the wax tapers, and, holding it in his hand passes through the dressing -room and ap- proaches the bedside, He holds the taper aloft then, and bends down, gazing stead- fastly at the sleeper. Then he starts back as if astonished ; but a moment later he bends still nearer, holding the taper so close that the blonde hair upon the pil- low seems almost endangered. At last he seems satisfied with his scrutiny, and theu goes back to the boudoir, replaces the taper, and draws from a pocket of the loose gray garment's tiny lantern of the "bull's eye" order ; this he lights, and the beams that shoot' out are strong and bright. Now he is ready for work. He motes without apparent effort, but as noiselessly as a shadow. He must be the very prince of burglars, this masked man. First, he goes straight to the bedside again, he puts down the bull's-eye, and begins a search about the bed. Ile puts his arm under the pillow on which rests the head of the sleeper, and lifts it from the bed. Then, with the other hand, he explores. Several articles he takes from underneath the pillow, and then he re- places it and the sleeper's head very gently, and turns to the stand whereon he placed the things just removed from their hiding place. He draws a chair toward him, this nonchalant burglar, places it before the stand, turns the light of the bull's-eye full upon himself, and sits calmly down to examine his booty, there by the very bedside. First, there is a case of jewels, diamonds, superb ones • great blue gleam- ing sapphires; emeralds, of course Aura Durand would have emeralds ; and a necklet of wonderful great pearls, with a shimmering pinky radiance. They are worthy the jewel case of a crown prin- cess, these gems, and the man seems to admire them, as he holds them up to catch the light, one after another. The settings, too, are splendid, and, most of them, seem quite new. He gazes at them (efter having replaced them in their satin beds, and seems to ponder. Then he closes the case, places it upon the stand once more, and takes up the next article. It is a smaller case ; opening it he be- holds a beautiful diamond -studded watch with its golden glittering chain. On the case of the watch is engraved these words: "Aura, from her Father;" the burglar merely glanced at this, and then closes the case .and places it beside the jewels. Then he takes up a tiny, elegantly mounted pistol. It is loaded, ready for instant use. He turns his face toward the sleeper as he holds it; perchance he smiles behind his mask. Aura Durand is prepared to defend herself, it seems ; but she is quite defenseless now. The man turns his face away at last, and bends over the gleaming little weapon, examining it closely. It is of foreign manufacture, this he sees at a glance and .his quick eye soon discovers the name of the maker engraved upon it in tiny lettering. And now he does something strange, something unprecedented, for a burglar ; again helifts the head of the sleeper, and carefully replaces the jewels, watch and pistol, just as he found them, retaining nothing but a tiny bunch of keys. Then, lantern in hand, he moves about the room, and from that to the next ; he opens dressing cases, drawers, receptacles of every sort ; he searches for secret hid- ing places, he inverts chairs, he searches their padtlings, he feels about the cush- ions of divans and lounges he overturns footstools, he peers behind pictures and hangings, he searches everywhere. the bed -chamber; he pauses at the bed- side, and bends above the sleeper. Be pulls away the covering from about her shoulders and throat, and then he opens away from the white neck the robe that is scarce whiter, thereby exposing to view a slender ;;old chain ; it is long and worn loos ly about the neck. He inserts his one finger under this chainand draws it carefully upward. Ah, see'. On the end of the chain are two small keys. The man's eyes glitter, as they fall upon them. With deft fingers he removes them from the chain, and then he glides back to the closet and again bends over the trunk, The key fits—the trunk is open. As be- fore, everything is removed ; but not with so much cazte, for this receptacle contains discarded clothing, fragments of everything that woman accumulate, and all crowded in, in a hasty manner ; at the bottom of this trunk there lies a small black valise ; this the man lifts out quickly and glances at critically ; then to its lock he applies the second key. Again he is successful; the valise springs open, and the man, with eager hands, re- moves the contents. It is a dark -looking bundle ; ho unrolls it. glances just once at something inside and is scarcely able to suppress a sharp exclamation. Then he rolls up the bundle quickly, shudder- ingly; hurriedly replaces it in the black valise, and then, leaving the contents of the trunks strewn all about, leaving the closet open and the boudoir door ajar, he glides, valise in hand, from the rooms. Five, ten, twenty, thirty minutes are ticked off by the little clock, and then this strangest of all strange burg- lars returns, comes softly in, bearing back the black valise. He replaces it just as he found it; having first locked it, then he restores to their original places every article removed from the closet, trunks and boxes, pausing at times to as- sure himself that he is making no mis- take. Next he restores to order the great trunk in the dressing -room, first replac- ing what appears the three packets taken from thence, and closing the aperture in the false bottom. He works carefully, methodically, making no mistakes. When this last trunk is closed and locked he goes once more to the bedside, puts the keys again under the pillow and the two detached ones once more upon the chain suspended about the neck of the sleeper. Then he turns about and surveys the room, to assure himself that everything is just as when he first entered ; he moves a chair a little, shakes out the folds of a curtain, surveys in the same manner the dressing -room and boudoir, and then, like a shadow, he steals away, closing the doors behind and re-enters no more. Still the wax tapers shed their mellow light, still the little bronze clock ticks off the moments and still Aura Durand slum- bers on, with calm upturned face and regular breathing. Truly Mrs. Richards is a wonderful magnetizer. It is gray dawn before the sleeper wakens, which she does with a start and a sudden excla- mation. She sits up, looking about her in bewilderment, then she springs sud- denly from her bed and runs to the dress- ing -room. The little clock tells her it is near morning ; she goes to the window then and peers out through the blinds, Yes, day is breaking, but how gray it is. "Can it be possib.e," mutters the girl. "Did I allow that woman to put me to sleep, and havel slept all night like this ?" Suddenly she darts to the bed and lifts the pillow. "Ah, they are there," she says, draw- ing a breath of relief. "I put them there, just as I did all the rest, for effect, and I did sleep after all, The day had been trying, but I did not know that I needed sleep so much. Nothing is distuxbed ; they left all the candles burning, I sup- pose thinking that I should waken soon." She puts her hand to her throat,, and draws forth the chain with its pendent keys "So far I am safe," she mutters, "and I will make assurance doubly sure even now." Then she begins a hurried toilet. Not a dainty a 'vrning neglige—she arrays herself in a a, black dress, such as so- ciety ne- saw upon the farm of Aura Durand; she wraps a Gout her a gray traveling shawl nut ever her hat she ties a thick dark viii. Then she goes again to the closet, opens it, pulls from about her neck the slenr•at' chain and unlocks a trunk ; hurriedle• , carelessly shepulls out one ^.g after another, and finally she draws forth the black valise. In another moment the candles are extinguished, the trunk is refilled and closed, and Aura Durand blides from her room, locks the door carefully behind her and cautiously, silently passes through the broad hall down the stairs, and finally pauses at the street door. Carefully she draws back - the bolts and lets down the chain, then, with the black valise tightly Clutched in her small hand, she hurries out, down the stately steps and away. It is not yet fairly daybreak, the streets are silent, deserted ; she glides swiftly on, and out from somewhere glides an al- most imperceptible gray shadow that fol- lows, seeming hardly to bee human thing in that gray morning mist. On she goes upon her strange errand, and on glides the shadow. She has been moving nearer and nearer to the lake, down where there are no laborers, who may soon come, on to where a dark pier is grimly outlined through the gloom. Then she glides out upon this pier, out, out until she stands at the end; then she bends forward, swings the black valise to and fro and suddenly lets go her hold upon it ; the swaying impulse given it sends it out over the water, and then it falls and with a dull splash disappears from sight several feet from the pier. For a moment she gazes at the place where it went down, as if half expecting it to reappear, and then she turns and swiftly retraces her steps. And still the gray shadow is behind her. (TO BPD CONTINUED.) It was quite useless to object ; Laura was summoned and the disrobing proecss commenced. While Laura was brushing out her mistress' blonde hair, Mrs. Rich- ards moved softly about, from the dress- ing room to the bedside, and back again. On a tiny stand near the dainty bed stood a little ewer and a glass. As Mrs. Richards, in one of her silent marches to and fro, passed this stand, her hand hov- ered owered for an instant over the drinking glass, and when she turned away three tiny crystal drops were in the bottom of that glass. At last Miss Durand was duly enscon- sed in the snowy bod. "Now," said Mrs. Richards, "prepare to go to sleep. Do you feel in the least sleepy?" And Aura said that she did, thinking the while, with an inward laugh, of Nina Annin and her all night vigil. "You must have your water, I see," said Mrs. Riohards, touching the ewer. "Take a sip then, and go to sleep," She, out the water, and Aura drank' it obediently, and then closed her eyes as commanded. To and fro, to and fro, moved the deft hands of Mrs. Richards, and p$osently Aura's breathing became slow and regu- lar, her clasped hands relaxed themselves and fell apart; she was sleeping. Mrs. Richards satisfied herself on this point, and then she turned away with a trium- phant smile upon her lips. "Go to bed, Laura," she said to the little maid. ."Poor child, you look tired, o too ; I will close Miss Aura's rooms ; go to bed." Laura obeyed quite will ingly, and nd soon Mrs.Riclards wxthdroiv, leavingAura Durand locked in a sleep from which she would not waken for hours. How fair she is as she lies there under the sett glare ,of the wax lights; Aura netker Finally, he pauses before a trunk that stands in the dressing room, a lady's travelling trunk, hug. enough for a Flora McFlimsy. It is locked ; and now he glides back to the bedside, takes from the stand•the bunch of keys, and, in a mo- ment is kneeling beside the trunk, trying the lock with key after key. At last he has the right one, and presently the trunk is open, and he, is rapidly turning over and examining its contents. It has a great mny compartments, after the fashion o'f ladies' trunks, and, one after another he opens them. Then he lifts out a tray, and begins swiftly to remove the dresses and shawls, the furbelows and laces, the soft silks and dainty linen. And now the trunk is empty, or so it seems. and the burglar is bending over it running his hands along the sides and over the bottom. Presently he plunges his hand into his pocket and draws out a bundle, wrapped in soft flannel; this he unroll, and then places upon the floor, beside him, some small and queer -look- ing steel instruments. One of these he takes in his hand, and half his body dis- appears within the trunk; then it emer- gis, only to disappear again with another twisted bit of steel. When he again rears himself he holds in his bands not only the instruments of steel, but a flat morocco case and two flat packages. The bottom of the trunk, or what seemed the bottom, has parted in the centre, and underneath is a shallow space. It is a trunk such as has been used by smugglers. A trunk with a false bottom. The burglar places the morocco case and the two packets in his bosom, and then without replacing the contents of the trunn, or closing the hidden opening, he rises and gazes about him. His search is not yet ended. On the opposite side of the dressing -room is a door opening into a large' closet. This falls next under his examination. The walls are hung with dresses, wraps, all the paraphernalia of a woman's toilet that ever yet hung on hooks. On the floor are several boxes and two trunks, somewhat smaller than the one without. The masked man examines all the dresses, especially the darker ones, and :feels in all the poekets. Then he turns his attention to the trunks and boxes; they contain hats, boots, clothing, what not. The first trunk he finds' is not locked ; but the second and last to be ex- amined, resists his attempt to open it. Again lie resorts to the bunch of keys, blit they all fail him. Ho turns away from e trunk and Booms to aoss. be at1 the This is what he thinks as? he stands there : tI have searched these rooms, , 090r y nook and crevice of them; where then is the key to this trunk ?" Some thought has occurred to, hits ; he takes up the lantern and hurries back to klialatreati"' _. for Infants and Children. THIRTY years' observation of Castoria with the patronage of millions of persons, permit us to speak of it without guessing. It is unquestionably the best remedy for I+zfanta and Children the world has ever known. It is harmless. Children like it. It gives them health. It will save their lives. In it Mothers hairs something which is absolutely safe and practioallyyerfeot as as ohila's medicine. Castoria destroys Worms. Castoria allays Feverishness, Castoria, prevents vomiting Sour Curd. Castoria cures Diarrhq a and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves T.ee:hire Troubles. Castoria cures Constipation and Flatulency. 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