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The Exeter Advocate, 1895-2-28, Page 7NY AN X -D erase 'lv'E, • •bushed by permission of the owners of the Copyright, (CONTitemen.) '4 As 1 grew older, my mother taught 'me never to speak of the voyage across the ocean, and of the foreign lands that seemed like tee recolleetiuns of a dream. I must be an American. I was never permitted to epeak of that other home we heel kne:en for a little time. I was by .nature feu.less, curious, and difficult to dead with ; and I know that my poor mother's wrongs had made her morbidly =sensitive. She had the Italian exaggera- tion of language, and in exhorting zne to prudence, to caution, and to ,obedience, •in my younger days, she alluded to her past in such vague, mysterious language, and with such a look in her eyes, that I became possessed; haunted, by a vague terror. And there is no terror like that which we can not comprehend. I knew that we were exiles from some other land, and I beganto believe, as I grew up, that because of some crime or treason, on the part of my father, we had been compelled to flee the country.My mother taught me that we were in constant danger and -she described to me the man Jason Brad- wardine, ithploring me to be ever wateh- ful, ever cautious, and to fear this man always, becau=e he sought my life "When she believed herself dying, my mother called me to her, and told me that I would soon be alone and surrounded by danger ; that men, strong and high in power, sought my destruction; that I stood between one of these men and the position that he longed for, and that my life would be sacrificed if I ever fell into his hands. That I was, to the other of these men, a hated thing, a symbol of his own misery and downfall. She told ane that to esoape from these ,nen and from dangers to both of us, she had brought me across the sea. She said that even there, these enemies might be aware of our hiding place,. and waiting only a suitable time to spring upon us, or upon me. `Fear curiosity; fear strangers,' my mother said. •If they set out to find. yon they will move earth and heaven. One of these men, Jason Bradwardine, -crossed the ocean once to destroy you you are growing to womanhood now, and will be doubly dangerous in his eyes." Live retired ; baffle all inquiries ; shun large public assemblies, and beware of •detectives ; they are the means often em- ployed by bad men to hunt down their victims.' "I implored her to tell nee all, not•to leave me in the dark, concerning this shadow upon my life, and she replied that to tell me would only increase my danger, that ignorance was my best and only safeguard. "As her last hour drew near, she ex- •acted from me avow of the most solemn nature. I was to conceal all that I knew •of my past ; never to examine the papers she leftbehind, unless some movement on the part of my enemies revealed to me my identity and made further enlighten- ment necessary. I was never to leave America, unless the time should come when I was assured that my foes were powerless to harm me, and ever and al- ways I was to avoid inquiry, to shun and flee from anyone supposed to be a detec tive. or investigator of any sort, and never, by any act, to bring myself for- ward conspicuously so as to become a marked personage in any community. She wished that I should leave Fairlie, after her death ; she believed I would be safer among strangers. "Last, she had left all her papers, and the control of her little fortune, in the hands of Doctor Austin. He is the only being my mother fully trusted. She left with him, too, a letter, which was to be placed in my hands on my twenty-fifth birthday ; but, if I ever stood in peril ; if any great danger menaced me, or fell upon me—any danger which I could not avert or avoid, because I could not eom- etrehend it—then I was to have the letter sooner: have it at the time of need. "Well, I have learned through others who I am and what it was that my mo- ther feared, and Mr. Ferrars tells nee that all her life she has been laboring under a sad, sad delusion. She had married the only son of Sir Hillary Massinger. She believed herself abandoned, and that they, my father and grandfather, would seek to steal me from her, For years she trusted Jason Bradwardine; he was her only adviser, and of course, he contrite(' to keep her from any knowledge of her husband, or how it far. d with him. But after we came to America—which she did against his will—she found him out. He ' sent an emissary over from England to steal me away. Then my mother, who, from her husband, from Jason Bradwar- dine, from everyone who knew Sir Hillary ➢dassinger, had learned to think him 'stern, bitter, implacable, and always her enemy, believed that this old man so hated her and her child that he had bought over Jason Bradwardine. She knew that my father could not set him- self free and marry again, if he would, and she knew that Jason Bradwardine was the next of kin, and she believed that he hoped. to outlive my father, and succeed to the Messinger title and the estates." Har voice broke r nd she paused to re- gain her composure. "From Mr. Ferrars I learn that my father diad years ago," she resumed, in a premum:de tone. "That he was deluded and betrayed, not by his father, but by Jason Bradwardine. Sir Hillary received an anonymous letter telling him of his son's marriage; he went to the place where tho letter said he should find that son. He did not find him, but ho found my niother,and they had a stormy inter- view. My father was absent; he did not return at the time appointed. And then came .Tason Bradwardine with a false tale. ki:y father had returned to Hillary Hall, he said; he had deserted his wife and child. I suppose ray mother nearly went mad then; she fled from her home, that had been so happy, and no one, save Jason .Bradwardine, knew where she went. When my fathom came back we were gone ; his wife, his child. He searched for us, fruitlessly; he would not be recon- ciled. to his father—and—finally-he died. His life wasted ; himself a victim. And my mother—she died, believing him false. Ah, heavens! to think of these two blight- ed lives, and then to think that Jason Bradwardine, the man who wrought all this misery, still walks the earth. Mx. Bathurst," turning suddenly toward Nein and changing as suddenly hor look and tone, "1 •avis i he had 'moved that day when I held his own pistol at his head," It was a s arbling climax to her sad re- cital, and it seemed to arouse her hearers ,from the sorrowful sileumm caused by this pitiful story of past wrongs and past mis- takes. It brought that past straight down to the present, where action was possible, ClHAl'T1811 1,11,--13'11ADW AEI)LNll'S PATE.. " Mrs. Arteveldt, we have found Le- nore Arneyn." These words, spoken by Neil Bathurst, brought Mrs. Arteveldt to her feet as if startled by a bugle blast. She was sit- ting in the drawing -room with Kate Sea- ton near her, and the deteotive and Mr, Hale had just presented themselves. She had been prepared for a visit from Mr, Hale, but she had not expected this news, for Kate Seaton had been mute on the subject, and there was no one else to en- lighten her. " At last !" she cried, her eyes flashing with excitement ; " ate last my poor boy will be avenged." " At last." replied Neil Bathurst, gravely, '' many wrongs will be righted. ,Mr's. Arteveldt, if it were discovered that another, and not Miss Armyn, had killed your son, would you hate that other as bitterly as you do her ?" " What do you mean, Neil Bathurst ?" she exclaimed almost iercely. " Oh, is it true.then ! Are you ,seeking to sereen —to save that girl?" " No, madame, What the man who has visited yen of late would have you believe is, not true, except the one state- ment that I rescued Miss Armyn from him. That man is an assassin. He tried to murder Miss Armyn." Miss Arteveldt started back in surprise and some confusion. " Who told you about him ?" she asked. " How do you know?" " I have many ways of finding out things," replied he, smiling slightly. " Are you ready to hear my statement now, madame ?" " Yes. Go on !" '" Mr. Hale here knows everything ; he will give you all the particulars. My duty is simply to state the truth concern- ing Miss Armyn. ' The truth !" bitterly. "Well, tell me the truth about this murderess." " The truth concerning Miss Armyn is briefly this," said Neil, not noticing her sarcasm. " She went from your son's house in the mysterious carriage that drove' away just at the time of her disap- pearance, and that could never be traced, for the simple reason that it was driven by no hireling, but by Dr. Austin, the guardian of Miss Armyn. Doctor Austin took her straight to the asylum of Doctor Burton, and there, as you know, she re- mained until my visit scared her away. Now, there was a secret in her life, and in. the life of her mother, and on her death bed that mother had exacted a pro- mise, a vow, that she, Lenore, would bard her own life carefully, and guard this secret as well; to this end she must promise to avoid all detectives and curi- ous persons, and most of all, this villain, who tells you that I rescued the girl from his hands. Your son pointed me out to her, and she knew that I was a detective. I be- lieved myself unknown to her and so visi- ted the hospital without disguise, thus defeating myself. She saw me, recognized me, and fled from me. At this time, Mrs. Arteveldt, she did not even know that your son was dead." "What !" cried Mrs. Arteveldt. " Dare you say that to me, sir ?" If you wish`to be heard do not advocate the cause of my son's murderess. Ah f her witch -like beauty has turned your head, as it did the head of my poor boy." " Madame P' he said sternly, and bending upon her a look that caused her to lower her own angry orbs, " allo w me to say what I wish to say; after which I will listen to any comments you may ehoose to make. I repeat that Lenore Armyn's strange con- duct, that looked so much like guilt, was not guilt. She fled from me because she had promised her mother to avoid all pursuers, and she had strong reason to fear pursuit. Innocent of any crime, she has been doubly hunted, doubly wronged. I repeat it, until after she fled from the asylum she did not know that your son was dead. She had feared mel •and all detectives ; she had feared your informer Jason Bradwardine, and most of all, she feared your son. She is a woman in a thousand ; or when she suddenly came upon the paper containing the acfsount of the murder, publishing her as the murderess, and setting a price upon her head,she must have gone mad." Mrs. Arteveldt had with difficulty con- trolled herself thus far; now she fairly shrieked : "So you are all combined against me. You would let this murderess go. Do you think I will permit it? No, my son, we shall be avenged ; his murderess shall ex- piate her crime !' "Mrs. Arteveldt," it was Mr. tale's o cool voice that"Your Y ur son's murderess will expiate her crime ; she is now a prisoner." Mrs. Arteveldt reeled as if about to fall and finally sank back in her chair, mur- muring faintly : "What !—what are you telling me ; why talk of her innocence ?" Rate Seaton came quietly to her side, and placed a coolhand on her throbbing forehead. "Madame," she said, softly, "you do not understand, the murderess is found, but it is not Lenore Armyn." Mrs. Arteveldt started. She turned her eyes again toward. Neil Bathurst. "What does it mean—what are you trying to do ?" she gasped. "Oh, yon said you would find the creature who killed my boy." "And I have found her, madame," said Neil, more gently than he had previously spoken. "She was arrested last night. You must compose yourself ; you must prepare yourself for a great shook. Your son's bride did not shed his blood. Shall tell you who did 2" "Yes," faintly. "Your son was murdered by the wo- man we have all known as Aura Dur- and." Hear him!" fairly shrieked the frantic woman, turning toward the lawyer. "Hear whom he accuses; ah, who will tell me the truth ?" "I will 1" replied the lawyer, firmly, "Madame, if you do not listen and con- trol yourself, we must leave you to find this out from the daily papers. I tell you that Aura Durand is the murderess -she has confessed her crime.°" Slowly and with eyes that seemed start- ing from their sockets, Mrs. Arteveldt arose to her feet. `,Chen with a sudden she threw out her i s and p ercn g shriek, hands and fell at the very feet of the de- tective. He lifted her front the floor and carried het to a soft couch in the rear drawing -room. Then Rate and the house- keeper applied restoratives, but when Mrs, Arteveldt recovered from om her swoon, o turned h tt nod her face toward. Neil Bathurst s and then broke out in a violent fit of hysterics. (TO 13E CONTJ!NvEJ).1 COMIN' THRO' THE RYE. BY HELEN D. 'MATHS W. 8OEI)-.JGIMN1• CHAPTER I. IT is the admirer of himself, and riot the admirer of virtue, that thinks himself superior to others," "' Poor Martha Snell, bee's noire away ; Her would it her could. but her couldn't stay; Her'd two sore legs and a baddish c:.nga, But her legs it was as carried her eft'!' That's mine. Have you anything to- day, Alice 2" "Nothing," says our lovely sister, lift- ing her head from "Paley's Evidences," "but. Nell has." "Bring it out, then !" says Jack, rap- ping the table smartly with his ruler. Happy Jack ! who is deterred from amusing himself by no such considera- tions concerning Scripture exercises and the like as lie heavy upon the rest of us ; he is home for the holidays, and as his soul is supposed to be well weeded and watered by his pastors and masters while he is away, it is left in peace while it is at home, "It is a little vulgar, 1 admit," looking round, "but then you know you elflike vulgar jokes. Not that this is a joke—far from it, it is a verii able, properly authen- ticated family—" "Business is business," says Jack, in- terrupting, "gives us' the epitaph first and your remarks after." "' Here lies the body of Betsy Binn, who was so very pure within, Sbe bust this outer shell of sin, And hatched herself a cheubinr 1' " "There ! burst, not bust„ says Jack, reprovingly; don't expose your ignorance,, Nell." "It is not," I say, stoutly ; "burst is quite a leisurely way of doing things, Bust gives you an idea of cracking all over like a chr, salis and flying straight up through the air, as Betsy did.'' "I don't think it's as good as Thomas Woodhen," says Alice, gravely. "His widow showed so much sense in adapting herself to circumstances." "Or that one," says Mills, looking up : "' Poor Martha Kitchen! her days were spent, She kicked up her heels and away she went. "I like the baby's best," says Jack ; "that one un an infant three months old, you know : " • Since I em so quick dome for, I wonder what I was begun for ?' " "Nurse told me of one yesterday," says Milly, resting her elbows on a Pinnock, "that she saw with her very own eyes : •" • Here lies the unworthy son of a worthy father.' The stone was erected by the father." "That is nasty," said Alice ; "the oth- ers only show extraordinary levity. I wonder what the people were like who made them up 2" , "Shaky as to their grammar," says Jack, "and sadly in want of a diction "Would you like a grammatical one ?" I ask, "and a properly spelt one ? I don't say it is a particularly good one." "Good heavens !" says Jack, leaning forward. "Nell is—yes—no—yes, she is positively blushing." "I am not !" I say, looking at theta all steadily. "No one ever accused me of such a thing before." "Then to what,' asks Alice, laughing, "may we ascribe this sudden access of color ? Heat, modesty, shame or pride at having made a rhyme ? for I do be- lieve you have." "Heat !" I say, shortly ; "how we shall broil in church !" • "Now then," says Jack, "we must not permit the fust literary effort of the fam- ily to die for want of air ; let's have it." "It is not much of it," I say, apologet- ically, "but our riddles and epitaphs were running so low that I thought it was high time some new ones were invented, and anything is better than nothing, you know. Here it is : " • Here lies the body of Helen Adair, Cruelly slain in the Flower of, her Youth and Beauty, by Amberley's Nags. P S.—Amberley's Nags were the only horses visible at her funeral, for she died a pauper.' " "Ha ! ha! ha 1" goes Jack. " ' Youth and beauty,' first rate, that " "And Amberley does nag at Nell sham- fully," says Alice. "And you all say," I put in, standing up for my bantling, "that my extrava- gant tastes will bring me to want some day, do yon not ? Only I don't see how I can ever be very lavish on nothing.'' "The governor tells us every day that we shall come to the—union," says Milly. "I wonder if it is very bad 2" "They separate the sexes," I say, look- ing fondly at Jack, who is whittling away at a pencil in utter ignorance of my affec- tionate glance, "and I should never like that." "What's the matter with Amberley ?" he asks, looking up. "Has she got spasms ?" "Bilious," I say, nodding. "She calls it sick -headache, but I know better. She won't be able to get up till to -morrow ; therefore, can't harass our already too highly cultivated brains with Paley and Pinnock. I wonder why. Sunday is called a day of rest ? It is not to us." "I wish the holidays would come," says Milly,.sighing. "Why should we have them n July instead of June ? It can't make any difference." "Amborlev is not going away for her holidays," says Alice ; "her brother, who is sixty, has got the measles. Did I toll you about her boots yesterday ?" "No ; what was it?'' "You know we walked into Silver - bridge ? Well, she went into Summers' to buy a pair of boots, and she managed to squeeze her feet into a pair much too small for her, then said to the old man, who was standing by with his mouth screwed up on , one side : 1 I think these will do, though they may hurt me a lit- tle at first,' ' Lor, miss,' said. old Sum- mers, ' that don't siggerfy, that ain't of no account, but I know they'll bust 11" "After that delicate warning, did she take them.?" asks Jack. "She did!" "Let us hope, then," segs letilly, "that she will not wear thein in one of our breathless scampers behind the governor, or she will come back without them 1" "I have done my exercise," says Dolly, speaking for the first time, "and so has Alan." "Of course you have," says Jack, "did either of you over do anything without the other ? You eat, drink, weep, wipe up the blots from your copy -books with your noses, and, ',believe, snore siriiul- tanoously . "1 wonder how soon the bells will strike up 1" I say, walking to tho window and looking out into the broad, peaceful fairness of the Sabbath morning, There is no sound of work or voices abroad, the court is very still save for the voice i,f a thrush in the yew -tree yonder, who sings as gayly and loudly asthough it were not Sunday at all, but common, homely week -day. The shrill bark of the grass- hoppers sounds quite plainly from the lawn, the flowers are ruffled gently by the soft light wind ; they h .ve not changed. their lovely garments or put on a differ- ent color be 'ease it is Sunday, happier in this than we mortals who make it a point of honor to smarten ourselves up for the Lord's day, and yet never emulate those dainty blossoms in their. delicate, heaven dyed. tints. The csocks and hens pass gravely by, dirty and disreputable as on any other day, and I look at them with aten tion, wondering whether either of them has laid an egg—a practice in very great disfavor among the tribe—and am inclined to think, from the sidelong strut and complacency of a youthful maiden of the Brahma species, that she has don's her duty in that state of life to which it has pleased Providentce to call her. "I shall kill that pair of black Ham - burgs to -morrow," says Jack, nodding to- ward two straggling wretches (why are all his fowls so lean ?) who are scratching in blessed unoonsciousness of the Neme sis of impecuniosity that walks behind them, "I want three shillings, and I don't know any other way of getting it." "Mamma won't buy any more of you," I say, with conviction, "the last were so stingy and thin that she said she dared not ; the governor would can on the poul- try -woman, and it would all come out." "If he only knew," said Milly, "tl at after feeding their bodies in life he had to pay for their eareassee in death, how comfortable it would be to his feelings ! and every morning, regularly, he says their heads shall be cut off before night." "And they deserve it," says Jack, with unusual viciousness, "for, of all the ill- behaved brutes I ever came across, they are the worst. They never lay eggs, or grow fat, or do any of the things all oth- er well -regulated fowls are supposed to do." "Mr. and Mrs. Skip worth are coming to dinner," says Alice, "to their quarter- ly festival, you kn w, and, thank good- ness, we shall no: be expected to talk. I wonder," she adds, with the gay laugh that never degenerates into a bellow like Jack's, or a cackle like mine, "whether she will wear her purple satin gown." "I hope so," says Jack, unkindly ; "for, sooner or later, I am certain that she will blowup in it, as Betsy Binn did, and sit calm and smiling in the midst of the purple ruins. Why should not the event take place t -day, indeed 2" Ding -gong ! ding-dong ! goes a squeaky litttle¢bell hard by ; it is the voice of eil- vorbridge church, summoning its dock to worship. We are so near the church- yard that from onr windows we can throw a pebble at the railings that close in the vault of our ancestors, by whose side we must all lie some day (if there is room), everyone. There are so many of us though, that some will have to lie in state, and some simply, as poor folks do ; those who go first will have the best place, those who go last the lower one. We do not pause to put away our books, but set off down the long passage, and up the stairs, and down more steps, and up others, for the Manor House is built with the especial purpose of breaking the necks, legs and arms of the inhabitants thereof, and though we from acquaint- ance escape scot-free, so do not stranger servants, who usually pitch head fore most down one or other of the many pit- falls, and come heavily to grief. Our bedrooms are low and wide, opening one out of the other inconveniently enough, and they have latticed casements, through which the queen of flowers her- self erself nods gayly in, reflecting herself in myriad shapes of crimson, yellow, white, pink. Out of her beautiful breast drop those ugly parasites, the earwigs, and make themselves very much at home among our hair -brushes and the simple appointments of our dressing•tables. As yet these latter are primitive enough ; they hold a glass of flowers, a pinousa- ion, a few trinket -eases; a ribbon or two, and that is all. We have no powder, or cosmetics, or appliances for painting the lily, but look in our glasses and see our faces, pretty or ugly, just as God made them. Alice's mirror giyes back a dainty picture enough as she stands before it, tying the brown strings of the Quakerish brown bonnet, that is just the color of the love -looks that lie rich and smooth be- neath. I wish you could see her as she is at this moment, with the freshness of a wild -rose in her exquisite cheeks, with the bloom of perfect health in her blue- eyes, with the lovely severity of a sculp- tured Venus in the low white brow, and curved lips, and perfectly -modeled cleft chin, and slender neck. We are very proud of our sixteen-yealeold sister, our eldest and our only beauty; we are not a bad -looking family, people say, but none of us come within a mile of Alice. Milly is handsome, after a sturdy, square, determined fashion, with a fine pair of dark -blue eyes, black -lashed and a shock of lightish hair that sets straight out from her head in every direc- tion. Now, if there is one thing for which we owe gratitude to the governor, it is for providing the family with such real, good, blue eyes. Reckoning his own and mother's, we number just twelve pairs among us ; and by blue I do not mean that mixture of slate and gray, or green, so commonly misnamed blue, but a color as pure and vivid as the tint of a flower, from a clear, saucy blue of the forget -me -nob to the deep purple that lurks in the heart of the violet. We are eleven, boys and girls altogether, and I have said that we number twelve pairs of eyes of one color, so, it is plain there must be one exception to the general rule and that is me. My eyes were green from the day of my birth, and will be green to the hour of my death ; mamma calls them gray, but where one's personal 'appear- ance Le concerned it is always safer to be- lieve one's enemies than one's friends. [TO Die CON'rINDED.j Items of Interest. Uncle Sam has 802 lighthouses. The Omar owns 100,000,000 acres. Bailers are cleaned by electoioitp, England beasts oleetric bicycles, .London will have a 1,150 foot tower. Aci.op erative railroad is projected. A Paris clock pendulum is 877 feet long. When J3aby was sick, we gave her Castoria. When Aho was a Child, she cried for (Astoria. When she became Miss; she clung to Castoria; When she had Children, the gave them Castoria. for nfants and Children. Carrealatts HIRTT years' observation of Castoria with the patronage of it without n tos•ea of . s$ 96nb emnit t f erguessing. illi ns u T f It is unquestionably the best remedy for Infants and Children the world has over Mown. It is harmless. Children like it, It gives them health. It will save their lives. In it brothers have something which is absolutely safe sud/rani:4001yjoerfeot as a child's medicine. Gastonia destroys Worms. Castoria allays Feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Solar Curd. Castoria cures' Diarrhoea and Wind Colip. Castoria relieves Teething Troubles, Castoria cures Constipation and Flatulency. Castoria neutralizes the effects of carbonic acid gas or poisonous oi11. Castoria does not contain morphine, o iron„ or other narcotic property.. Castoria 'assimilates the food, regulates the • stomach and towels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Castoria is pat up in ono -size bottles only. It is not. sold in 'hull: Don't allow any one to sell yon anything else on the plea or ^^-••• that it is"just as good" and "will answer, every purpose." See that you are,. 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Her marketing had included the purchase of some sausages, and she felt that there wou:d be no need of any more of those delicacies at her home; but she didn't like the idea of leaving the meat there in the street. ' She looked about her and saw that she was standing directly in front of the house of a woman who, at times, did some washing for her. "I'll just tell Mrs. Blank," said the lady, and she laid the package down in the street again and went to the door of the washerwoman's house. When the •laundress came out the lady told her that the package lying out in the street contained some very niece sausages which she might as well have. The woman thanked her, went out and piecked the sausages up, andthey, in due tune, were devoured. The lady arrived home betimes, and pretty soon the but her's boy came with the supply of meat, but there was one package mussing, and it contained saus- ages. The case was plain enough, The buts er.had lost the sausages width the h h ss' e � lady had found and so kindly turned over to the poor woman, and now there is a very ,lice question at law standing for the difference between the lady enc! her butcher. Who is to be responsible for the loss of the saneages, the butcher who lost them, the lady who .pound thou ac.d told the laundress where she might plclt them up or the latter, •..Inn) faulity ate the sausage? THE MOST SUCCESSFUL REPTDY FORMAN OR BEAST. Certain in tis elrects and never Writers. Read proofs below: KENDALL'SSPAYIN CURE. Box b2 Carman Headereondo.,111.,Feb.24,''9(. Dr. R. 3.1'C' umAar, CO. • Dear Sirs—Please send mo bno of your Norco Books and oblige. I have nrtod a groat deal of your 1fendall's Spavnt Curti with good success • it is a Wonderful mediaino. I onco had a mare that had do Oconit SsavIn and five bottles oared bor. I keep a bottle canly, time. umW. Polvsir. KENDALLS SPAVIN SPAVIN CURE. Dr. 13.3. lriisnAnn Co. 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