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Yale OnMsloop on tIY bronst—
All the day Long vainly straying,"
The soft holy of silonoe that fell es
Effie% voice died away was broken by a
ehi'ill and piercing scream, Mrs. Rodney
had sprung to her feet with a strength
no one had believed her possessed of.
Sho stood erect h the oentro of the
floor, her slim forefinger pointed at the
window, her oyea wildly rlilatintl, her
face palo and agitated, while shriek
after shrink burst from her writhing
lips :
"Aline! Aline l Aline!"
Every oyo turned to the epob indicat-
ed by that quivering forefinger. l.vory
eye behold a wild white face with dark
dilated eyes and streaming hair, pressed
for a moment against tho window -pane.
Then, radio they yob gazed, it- was
swiftly withdrawn, and vanished In the
darkness and tho falling rain like a
phantom of the night.
E.ffto'a voice rang out wild and horror-
stricken above her mother's piercing
wails :
"A ghost 1 A ghost 1 Ah, now I know
that our poor Aline is dead:"
Dr. Anthony atood for a moment like
one rooted to the spot. He bad recog-
nized
beautiful
fa o of the my to k4isly wounded girl
in the blue -room. It was true, then, as
ho had believed. She was none other
than Aline Rodney:
Re stood still a moment' like one stu-
pefied, then, turning suddenly, rushed to
the door, flung it open, and disappeared
in the rein and darkness of the wild
autumn night.
Mr. Rodney, after ono moment of
dazed ndooisfon, flung down his book
and ruahed after him.
Effie flow to her mother's arms,
"Oh, mamma, she is dead, Aline is
dead—our dear, dear little Aline!" she
sobbed in a passion of despair.
Little Max, awakened by the sound of
their anguished voices, ran to thoni and
added Lis frightened voice to the tumult
of the scene. Mrs, Rodney continued
to wail heartbrokenly: '
"Aline, Aline, Aline l Oh, I am justly
punished for my harshness to yowl It.
was your ghost looking in at the window
just as yon looked down at no that day
from tho window of the room whore I
had looked you 1 Oh, my poor child, my
poor dead darling, forgive, forgive, for-
give! Come back to me, Aline, and tell
me you will forgive me 1" As if in an-
swer to her passionate appeals, the door
was flung suddenly open again and Mr.
Rodney and Dr. Anth my re-entered the
room.. They walked slowly, for they
carried a wet and dripping burdeu be-
tween them, which they laid upon the
floor at Mrs. Rodney's feet.
O.EIAPTER XVIII.
It was the figure of a girl wrapped in
a long black water.p:oof cloak, whose
e,0113.ealing hood, fallen back from hot
features, showed them pale as death,
with a pallor more re aarkable by con-
Irsat with her night -bleak brows and
lashes, and wet and dripping dark hair -
It was Aline Rodney's lace, bat the secs
were closed, and the trance of deep una
consciousness was upon ler.
They knelt down beside her and loos-
ened the dripping wet cloak flout her
lissom, slender form. Ib was their "ton
Aline, indeed. Tho slight pretty figure
was clothed in the simple blue giugham
dress she had worn the clay they last
beheld her, The same neat buttoned
boots were on the small pretty feet.
They did not seem to have been worn or
damaged in all the time she had been
away from home.
Mr. Rodney lifted her helpless figure
in his arms and carried her to the lira.
He wrung the water from her dripping
tresses and bathed her face with rester.
atives that Efldo hurriedly brought. In
a very fewmoments she revived. Tho
dark -blue eyes fluttered open, she look-
ed up into her father's face, she saw
them all kneeling around her—mamma,
Effie, Max, all her dearly beloved ones,
and a smile beamed on her fano and a
cry of thankfulness broke from her lips.
"Oh, papa, oh, mamma, am I really
home again ? I am so glad, so glad! I
can scarcely realise it 1"
They half smothered her with kisses
and caresses. They quite forgot Dr.
Anthony standing apart, a happy, sym-
pathizing, though silent spectator. Mrs.
Rodney took her restored daughter in
her arms, her tears rained on the beau-
tiful white face.
"Oh, Aline, Aline," she cried, "you
must forgive me for punishing you sol I
thought it was for the best. I did not
dream that anything would go wrong.
You are not angry now, are you, my
dear? I have suffered so much, my
love. I have been ill. I have almost
died of grief since you went away; you
must never leave me again."
Aline returned the kisses and caresses
with interest. She was quite ready to
forgive and forget,
"I will try to be a good girl hereafter,
mamma dear, so that you need never
punish me again," she said, wistfully
and earnestly, and so differently from
the former wilful, perverse girl, that
Mrs. Rodney was moved to sudden tears.
"Oh, my darling, whore have yon
been 2" she oried. "We have been look.
ing for you evoryWhere. We have oven
hacl a great detective down here from
Now York trying to find you."
Aline gazed silently into her mother's
face as she propounded theta• eager
questions. Her lips moved, blit no
larVaci came frbm them.
"We heard all about the mysterious
blue room, and—and your deeadhill
wound, aui the man in tloe mask..s
and everything 1" eogtinued !Kra. Bet
noy, frantioal] ; ""bat look Whore' %ve
%aid, wo couid.not find your gond we
were afraid you bad !leen grittily mar -
demi, Oh, ryy darling, tell me where
xorrhave boon 2"
Whore have you beets, One?"
0011o0d her father, with uilcoiisetbns
"Where 2" Dried I•']:li;o, with painful
anxiety.
"Wboro?" asked Max, with boyish
curiosity.
But to all these anxious questions
and the morn anxious look that wow.
ponied thorn, Aline Rodney auawarod
not a word.
Iler dark hood still rested against hor
father's breast, and one arm was drawn
lovingly around his nook. There was a
smile of ineffable joy and peaee on her
face, but at Mrs. Rodney's reference to
the blue room and hor wound a loolc of
wonder came into lir clark.blue oyes.
"Mamma, who has told you all that?"
sh
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"We have heard it all from Dr. 411.
thony, who Grossed your wound that
night," oriod Mrs. Rodney. "Oh., Alma, f
who was it that wounded yea so cruelly, n
my dear? and where wereyou, and why I'
did you not send for me?" j ,t
A look of sorrow and regret flashed
over the sweet white fans.
"Mamma, I can not toll you 1" an.
fevered Aline.
OIIAPTER XIX.
The
t her in amazement
What washis ?azed , Aline not to all where
sho had been these threemonths 1 What
could sho possibly mean ?
"Aline, darling, you do not perhaps
understand your mother. She is asking
you whore you have boon. You must
tell her, my child," said Mr. Rodney,
gently.
Aline answered him in the same
words:
Papa, I cannot tell hor."
Something very like angor came mo-
mentarily into Mr. Rodney's kind eyes
as he looked down into the sweet young
face that lay nestled lovingly against
his arm.
"No more wilfulness, Aline," be said,
aim ost sternly. "You have run away from
us and caused us a great deal of anxiety
and sorrow. You have almost broken
my heart, and your mother has boon
near to death's door. You do not do -
serve that wo should receive you back
with so much love and forgiveness. But
now that wo have done so, you must be
frank and explicit with us. You must
tell us where you have hidden yourself
so securely from us while we have been
seeking you everywhere at so great an
expunge and trouble, bo say nothing of
our sorrow and anxiety,"
"Papa, it "foes not matter whore I
have been s0 that you have me back
again safe and secure," oriod simple
Aline.
Sho could not understand the dark
frown that clouded his brow.
"It matters everything," 11e declared.
"What new whim possesses you, Aline,
that you should deny us thus ? )o yon
not ettpposo,that we should be anxious
over your whereabouts after hearing all
thab we bare clone?"
"I cannot understand who has told
you so much, papa," said the girl in
wonder.
Mr. Rodney mado a sign to Dr.
Anthoap. Ile came forward into the
ram o of Alines vision.
"Dootor," said Mr. Rodney, "do you
recognize my daughter as the wounded
girl whom you attended in the mysteri-
ous blue room ?"
Aline gazed in wonder at tho strange
face as it Looked down upou her. She
rather liked its expression, it %vas so
cheery and handsomo,with its brown
oyes, brown moustache, regular features,
and expression of good nature.
He looked steadily and' admiringly at
the beautiful young face.
"I could s%rear' to her identity" he
salt7, ldrmly. "It 18 nue race of nus
wounded girl in the mysterious blue
room.'
"I have never seen yon before," cried
Aline. "How do you know these things
whioh you assert 2"
He smiled. Aline could find no fault
with that smile. It was so kind and
reassuring. He answered, pleasantly:
"You have never seen me, Miss Aline,
because I wore a mask when I dressed
your wound that night. But I remember
your face distinctly." He turned to Mr.
Rodney. "May I tell her the story of
that night," ho asked.
Mr. Rodney answered "Yes."
Aline lay Listening silently, with
dilated eyes, to bis strange story.
"I was full of sympathy for you," he
said. "I felt quite sure that there was
something wrong. I did not like the
strangeness of it all. I have tried again
and again to find your strange prison,
that I might rescue you from your bond-
age. I have been your friend ever duce
thab night. If any one has maltreated
you, Mies Aline—if yon have been de.
tained in that strange house against
your will, tell me where to find the
wretch, and I will punish him for you."
"You aro very kind, but I have
nothing to say," Aline answered, in a
low voice of unconscious regret.
Ho looked at her in surprise.
"Do you mean to make a secret of
it ?" he asked hor, in his clear, frank
w "Yes," she answered, calmly, and
];poking straight into his facto with hor
blue, resolute oyes,
"But, my door young lady, why
should you do that 2" he said, per.
ploaed.
"That is my own affair," sho answer.
ed, with something of her old imperious
temper ringing to her voice. "My
business cannot 00000011 you — a
stranger. I oonrl6der that you aro talk-
ing to mein a very impertinent fashion."
Mr. Rodney put his hand hastily
over the wilful rod lips.
"Your temper is not improved by
yoar sojourn' away front as," he said, in
a tone of marked displeasure, "Listen,
Aline; this gentlemanis nob to bo
treated as a strapgger y you, Its is a
Valued friend, and, mggeover, ins i SPgagoil to yowl sister Ili e. Hetwill be
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Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Etc.,
In a manner Old will give the best of
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WHY
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Would intimate to the public fpnerally that lie has
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Cofins, Caskets, Robes, &c.,
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len), Load of Double and Single Window Glass. (We make a Spec-
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Examine Our west Tool; ,
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