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"°I thought every one knew that."
"Lady t" said Nelly, suddenly rising,
.and coming forward, end sinking again
at Auguste's feet, "I eame here to plead
for my 3 usband'e pardon—for the par-
don of William O'Leary, now in prison
utitler sea'Genee of ----�'
'he sight of Augusta's face anform
the
ouddenly froze the prayer upon
young wife% lip.
•AA a *tied and shivered as if
un-
der the effect of eo'me stunning
and now her elbow rested on the table,
Iter head. bent open her hand, her ring-
lets conceived her face, aid her whole
form bowed oF'ee the table end she min`•
mural, an a ehokiitg voice :
4.04, GRA! Is it eo? Can it be pss-
xblea Was only this wanting? 'icon:
Ellen i alaener! You married to .this
man ,and he to die
Bo sudden aped great was the distress
of the lady thp,t Ellen herself turned: as
comforter, sa'y:in : is
"But he is not to die, laLly—
ho in-
nocent! We know ttliat tht e we -want
espenee
the reprieve to-nighto home to
may be mar, asci we may g
morrow and leave this dreadful place be-
hind forever."
"Oh, Ellen! Ellen!" was altthe ladn
ccould say, bowed down in p' y and
grief. nn to be re-
prieved,
know that he is going osi-
prieved, because the governor hes p
t'v Ohromisea it, la.dy 1"
,PEllen! God pity you, Ellen!"
-was all the answer.
tillBut now, shadteodrall near0'the O'Leary,
but little notice, and supposed
to be only an attendant of the young
women --Norah O'Leary came forward;
and, :speaking insshort, quick gasps, she
said: ''
"To -night as last effort 'has been made
by some of the first men in the State.
I
halm been told that it has failed. I
bave no hope heft but in. you. You
have great power with Daniel Bunt,
lady. " I come 'to entreat you
a
rey
to you -- to use it and save any boy's
life!"
"Alas! 'would to heaven I had the
power you asoribe suet I would use it
for your sake."Augusta's
the a
ce
expressed great sympathy
suf-
ferer; with but as she entirely recovered her
self.pessession, her emeeuer seemed .cold
to the excited woman, who exclaimed ...
"And you refuse to interacde for me?You, a mother—and to
stonya
beast for as mother's 's Languieh. c How
know you, wear, what' may be the fate
of the babe in yonder crib?• --hew he may
sin and fall, and. sire for mercy?"
"It is a girl, thank God!" said Augus-
ta, thrown into a momentary tremor by
this bildsinio thetof bringing bar lized
wretchea cnnection
w'A girl, is it? Then pray God, lady,
to have mercy on you and on her! And
show you, rneauwhile, mercy to my
child! For God promie e mercy only to
the merciful, and will visit the sins of
the father upon the children!"
"The Lord of truth and mercy. who
hears me now, mtuteetthat
n e,rf I had the
l would urns
influence you P
it gladly to save your son! But, alas; I
have not the power. Only one thing in
this affair influences l'ir. Taunter ----a
sense of justice!"
"A, sense of justice! then he believes
William guilty!"
"Alas, I fear so!"
"And you believe it."
"I do not know tbe circumstances."
"Oh," said the mother, speaking ra-
pidly, "these were the eireumstaancee--•
strong enough against hip:, poor feliowl
The murdered man, Burke, wae,a a shop-
keeper at St. Inez, in our county, lie
insulted Nelly more than once, when op-
portunity offered, At last she complain-
ed to William. William ie very rash
nuunicatiog with his own epaa'tsnen
tse
Noah O'Leary saw him when he enterer%
and recognized him instinctively; she
watched hire when he stepped up to the
side of that drib, anal drew the curtains;
ehe aontiuued to watch. him as he gazed
upon the little sleeper with a softening
ocianteuanee. It was, indeod, etrangs to
sec that th11om, grim, severe politician
and statesmen—ghat firm., immutable
ruler, gazing with so soft a smile upon
the sl.eepiaig 010d! Ana the wretched
Norah watched to draw a hopeful aug-
ury from that tender mood! Drawing
the : curtains gently together, Daniel
Hunter left the crib, and came forward
towards his wife. Then seeing, for the
first time, her two visitors, whom he mil -
clerkly considered to be womep of )zom-
bie life -probably seamstresses• in dis-
tress, or something of the kind — he
merely nedded'a kindly acknowledgment
of their presence, and: then, standing by
his wife, entered into conversation with
her.
It wee only for a momjent that he
stood speaking with Augusta., and then
the earnest, eloquent eyes of Augusta
turned from the •faee of her husband,
and fixed themselves upon the women
standing near. He uuderstaod and fol-
lowed her glance, and instantly his
quick perceptive faculties received the
truth, and, thinking within himself:
"This is another trial, and' the most seri-
ous one yet, be inquired, in a kind
tone, "Well, ray good women, what is
it?"
"Oh, sir," exclaimed Norah O'Leary.
sinking at his feet, and raising her hands
and strained gaze to bis face. "Oh, sir!
I implore you to hear and grant my
prayer. I am aoor, old, heart -broken
mother, come to beg for the life of my
only child. fair, .I have been tall that
you bave rejected every petition for his
pardon. I hear that you have turned
away from the pleadings of the very
greatest of men in the State? Yet you
will not turn away from mine? You
will not see a grey-haired woman at
your feet praying to you to spare the
life of her only so; and: spurn her away
to madness?. Ohl no, you will think ot
your own mother, and :pity the widow's
grey hairs and broken :;heart! She
paused, but still held -up her strained
g:ar.e to Ms ,face in aileat supplication.
raiteK4mapt Y, down the
orla ieart,,.r°{ ..j;is manner
was compassionate and reverential, as
he stooped and gave her leis hand to as-
sist her to her ,feet,• and said:
"Rise, madame- I beg of yeu"
"'You pardon any son?" she asked, with
a wial, appealing; gaze, as she grasped
his haade, but. remained ott her knees.
ahlaadam," said Daniel Hunter, in a
grave, sorrowful voice, "I feel at this
moment a pain only second to your own
te?sder amore of her, i entreat you to pity
mel bar, thio► brokemk, gray- red wee
man at your feet, eras not many yearn
ago a Wife Woad tata cherished.; but
he who cored far her Thais in his grave;
and now' {ire hoesio9t shame of sorrow
beat arm, tar issir'e head, alai there is
nous to pit wand to gave!"
Danjel haunter was deeply moved;
y ,th all 1}is sad!-compel:his countenance
Stili isieimaayea tam gatadeet oriental pilo.
At length she spoke again:
"Ny child is docenesi to die a murderer's
horrid death—a'' & awho is even
no as innocent ana—God pity Slim!—as
simple and as harmless as the babe in
yonder cradle! Oh, Daniel Hunter, by
the love you lavish' on your child, pity a
wretched. mother's heart. My love is
I send for you. 1 am going to your son's
e®Bora?. lifted her iuflanted and strain -
ng eyes in an appealing gaze to his
Nees
But he replied to that silent pleading
by« sayings d im-
lelrs. �o greatly'
son,
pede all the
hee thagoO'Leary,
I might do
and very much distress bine, besides,
were you to aecompany me now to his
presence. !taker your daughter into the
warder's room, and wait there till I
send for you."
With one of those dreadful
which, ono beard, mights never
gotten, Norah turned. -to obey.
CHAPTER VI.
When the priest reached the warden's
room, an hour later, he found /Conch
standing midway the floor, with an. eager,
almost frenzied look from her eyeat,
Wels
thrown over it atsat at o tfaall length, hand er her
head bowed upon them.
"Yon have told him, Father 2" asked
Norah, in a hollow voice.
"Yes, my : daughter, and he hears it
with the resignation o£ aChdear daugh-
ter,
. Imi-
tate his pious fortitude, my g -
ter, rather than disturb it by giving
way�tct Your feelings. He is ready to see
you, said the good priest, and, going to
Nally, be touched her on the shoulder,
saying: '`Came, my child! coxae, guy poor
girl! let nae go with you to William'a
cell."
Nelly lifted up her head and wiped
the tears from her wasted eheeks, and
joined her, mother, and they followed
Father Goodrich out. When they en:tex-
ed the cell, they found O'Leary on his
knees by the side of the cot. He remain-
ed in that"posture a few minutes, as if
to finish his prayer, and then arose. But
:Melly overset the composurecf the whole
patity by, throwing herself upon Wil-
liam's botom, and giving way to a pas-
sionate buret of grief. Norah stood
leaning against the wall for support,
and her bloodless cheeks and strained,
yet sunken, eye, and ghastly counten-
ance, spoke of a despair so deep and ut-
ter, khat the passionate Borrow of telly
seemed but a childish grid. beside it.
Lr'Le.ary gave al1 li'S attention to the
task of soothing and comforting his
young wife. gat every word he spoke,
end'. every caress he gave her, seemed
only to open a fresh fountain of tears
am sobs. At last:
",`;peak to her, mother," he said; "do
speak, to her, and try to quiet her."
Norah came to her aide and took her
array, and when she had set her down
in the chair at the other end of the cell,
she said, in a deep, hoarse voice:
"Nelly, hush! if you love him truly,
you would not distress him so! Keep
back your tears, woman! 'there wid
be leisure enough to ohm' them after-
ward, when they eau hurt nobody.
`vlth• a few convulsive,. suffocating
sobs, poor Nealy swallotwea her tears,
and assumed an. unreal coniposur•e.
"Father," insuired Norah of the priest,
"is this understood to be aur last visit
--our rt,, ee1lt"
as great, my hopes 'were once as wen.
dent for him who lies in yonder cell, as
yours, are for the child' that sleeps in
peace in• yonder 'ergo! Oh, Daniel Hunter,
by all the lond, high hopes embarked. in
that ,babe's life an future fortunes
hoar and grant my prayer, and spare my
ehila." And in The abjectness of her
grief and. samlieatioo, she cowered and
grovelled at Mrs feet, and .then lifted her
elaeped hands and strained eyes in the
eery agony of supeliceticn.
Daniel hunter ground his teeth toga
titer. Augasta, turned deadly pale, and
reeled, and caught the dressing table for
support. A conflict of many emotions
was overpowering her strength. It was
not only an agonizing, sympathy with the
suffering mother, but it was avague, uu-
reaasoning fear of her. Every time, when
in the course of this interview, the dark,
desperate-loolting woman had in any way
alluded to her sleeping limbs'; Augusta
bad trembled through all her frame.
Daniel Hunter, peeing her great dis-
turbance, without divining the whole of
its cause, stepped ort to her and said -
"
"Augusta, you :should have retired.
when I recommended you to do so. This
scene is too xmueli for you. Go at once."
"You are right," ,said Augusta, in :a
faltering voice. "I will go."
Daniel Hunter's face was pale and
stern. He felt the necessity of bringing
this scene to an instantaneous end. IIe
said:
"Mrs. O'Leary, Z have not the power
to save your son, without a sacrifice of
principle, and that I will not make"
"You would make it for one of your
own! You world make it for one of
your own!" she cried, in a passion of
groans
be for -
MONTHS OF AGONY.
A Severe Case of Rheumatism Cur-
ed
ueed by Dr. William's Pink Pills.
"For many messy months 1 suffers
untold agony. could not walk. I
searcely raise myself to u• sitting c
tura, 1 'was under medical care, Mzts in
vain. rinally I tided Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills and they have restored me to m
former healthy condition."
This strong statement was Made to
reporter reoently by Mr. Charles S. )?;.o4'
deer, formerly of Xing�sston, /CS, but vow
living at Port Maitland. Mr. ICddey
is a carpenter by trade, and is new aatda,.
to work every day. Be adds: "I ea, at.e,t
speak too highly of Dr. Williams'
Pills, as they cured me after other mesh, 1
eines failed.. While I was lives at di`i:R 1
stop, 1143., I was seized veld' rheum
loam in its most violent form. 1 'a;'ta
compelled to take to my bed and fel
months was an invalid. I was so weak
that it wee difficult for me to raise vc
self to a sitting posture. It -s imposei •
ble to tell how much I suffered day a}l4,
night, week in and week out. The pe
*ere like piercing swords. I had Medi;
attendance, but it failed. 'Ikon 1 trl..
medicines advertised to cure rheumetliam
but withthe same result --money was,
One day when hope had almost gone a i
friend advised me to • try Dr. Wfl1iaiai 1
Pink Pills. I told him my experienie ;
with other medicines, but he assured um
that these pale would eure rheumatism,
so I sent for a supply. After using a,1
few boxes I was able to leave my bec'1t,
and from that on my restoration to 1
health was rapid. I am now as well as !
ever I was, and have not had the slight
est touch of rheumatism since, T e ,
change they have wrought in my masa
is simply miraculous, and I can strongly
recommend Dr. Williams' Amit Pills to
anyone suffering from any farm of rheu-
matism."
Rheumatism is rooted in the bleed.•,
Rubbing the aching limbs 'with liniments
and outward remedies cannot possibly
cure it. You must get the rireur ati4
acid out of the blood and Dr. Williams'
Pint: Pills is the one sure medicine io
do this, because they actually snake no*,
blood Tbat is why these pills cure
anaemia, headaches ana backaches, ilea- ,
ralgia, indigestion and the secret ail-
ments that make rniserable; theveso i
so many women and growing 'girls.•Sola
by all medicine dealers or by marl at !i0
cents a box or six boxes for WO, froast.
the Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Broelrr
ville, Ont.
BACI,INO 1N THE FIRE TRTTCSI.
and hot-headed; he challenged Berke.
Burke refused. to meet him. William
then swore, that he would thrash the
villain, and if he real -ted, shoot him.
He left the house for the purpose. And
the same night Burke was found shot
through the ead, and 'Williaanr, ore his re-
turn home, was, arrested. You know the
rest!"
"A. fearful chain of evidence, indeed!
'What could your son say in defense?"
"The truth---th'st he want in search of
Burke for the purpose of inflietiog sum-
mary ehsstieement upon bin, but that
he never found him."
"A weak rie£enee, alas!" said Angus-
ta.
"A weak defense, lady, and yet those
who know hint bust believe hint innocent,
and his father confessor knows that he
is sc "
It was a relief that, just at, this mo.
meet, Daniel Hinter entered the room- suffer her to be pained, even by the
He carne 'in by the private door cams sight of another's woe; oh, sir', by -'that
"Oh, do not utter what you were
about to say! You, and you only, can
save my child' 'You have so much pow-
er. Oh, my Cod, that any human being
should have power over my one child's
life. to take it away at his plummet Ole
sir, have mercy' Oh, grant me my child's
life, for you can do it! You can do it
by only writing your name. Good hea-
ven, when I think of the horrible power
that resides in this hand! thio hand of
yourel You have but to take e. pen in
it and make your autograph, and my
Do son is free to -live •and be happy.
sir. Do it--ohl where is there a paper
and ink? Lady. won't you send for it?
And so wildly, incoherently she pleaded,
as they who ague for life.
Augusta. baked on is the deepest dis-
tress, and turned her eyes occasionally
toward the distant form of Nelly, who
was weeping silently.
Daniel Hunter saw the distress of his
wife, and, stepping to her side for an in-
stant, said, in a low voice:
..Retire, my dearest love; your pre-
sence here can do no sort -of good, and
this interview grows to panful for you."
But Augusta mournfully shook her
head, saying, in a whisper: "I will not
leave there, of you please, Mr. Hunter?"
Daniel Hunter did not insist, but cavae
back to where Noah O'Leary still knelt,
and once more attempted to raise her,
saying:
"Rise, Mrs. O'Learyt For your own
snake, rise."
' \''evert while my boy lies condemned
to die," said Norah, 3wildly-
"ibis is most distressing to us all, be -
aisles being perfectly untavaili:'ig---
"Oh err, do not say that!" exclaimed
Novell.- interrupting him suddenly; "do
not, sir! ole, sir, I implore you by the
love you bear your beautiful wile, to
bear with me farther, ' You wotid not
"No. Understand me, poor woman! I
have Paid upon a former occasion, and T
repeat—if it were tay potheri mother yourwerr
son's at m and i, pyi g for her child's
here at myfeet,F
life as you pray. I should set as I do
now. I should refuse her prayer as I
refuse yours!"
"You amnia. not! "tiger -hears: as yov
are, you would not!"
"1 would; so help me heaven!"
"If he were your 'brother,' ayet but if
he were your son.
"Ht should diel"
"And you will not -oh, my Boda. you
wil- Mot a .1 e. my son?"
"I cannot."
With a terrified shriek, the. wretched
woman threw up her arms, anti fell
*crone to the floor.
* a
An hour after that three foot passen-
gers, wecry in frame and crushed in
heart, took their mournful way toward
the prison. They were Norah O'Leary,
whose wild, bewildered air and tottering
steps required constant watchfulnes and
support from her Companions; Nelly
O'Leary, who still continued to weep
and wail, more like a grieved child than
a despairing wife, and Father Goodrich,
whom sorrowful task it was to convey
to the prisoner the decision of the Gov-
ernor, and, in the few hours left him
on earth, to asist hire in seeking that
mercy from God which he had failed in
obtaining from man. They pursued their
way in utter silence, except for the low
wailing of Nelly and an occasional. ter-
rific groan that rived its way up through
the tortured heart of Norah.
The streets had been very dark, for
the moon had net yet risen; but sud-
denly, as by a given signal, every wine
low glared with light. It was the il-
lumination tr: honor of the Governor.
And every house, every street, the whole
city, was in an absohtte blaze of splen-
dor! And at the signal, as it were, every
house emptied itself of its excited in-
mates, and speedily the streets were
filled with crowds as numerous, as manly
dressed, as joyous and as noisy as those
of the day.
Our sorrowful pilgrims made their way
as well as they mild through the merry,
jostling multitude, ail, The
At length they reaehod the jail.
warden was anxiously awaiting them,
and came forward to meet them, asking,
breathlessly:
"What hope?"
"None, but in Heaven," answered the
pruiest. "Then ai his tarn, he inquired:
"How is your prisoner Z
"Full of confidence, poor boyl wait-
ing impatiently for his reprieve!"
"Heaven support him in the terrible
disappoiutnrent. lair. Thomas, let me
irnnnediately into his cell. I am charged
by the Governor to inform him of his
approaching deathl.
"A very sorrawad duty, sir, and I am
truly grieved that.. you should have the
pain of performing it. Dothesewomen
accompany you to the cell? unwired the
warden, in a subdued tone, pointing to
where Norah O'Leary; stood propped
against the wall, with her" arms and head
Imaging down, in the very desolation of
misery—an'd Nally sat upon the ground,
sobbing like a heas•t-broken child.
"No, I thinlc not," answered the priest,
in a low whisper. "I think it best that
I should break the matter to the poor
Ind alone. Thou, when that. is done, and
I have had an'opportueity of talking to
him, and,it may be, calming and preva-
il,him little, I will send for them.."
�ha warden procured th y ,
c ' *
The effect of $acoet'. ErsaaaLs on on thin,
pale children is Inaagical.
It makes there plump, rosy, active, happy.
It contains. Cod Liver Oil, Hg ophosp iitea
and Glycerine, to make fat, blood a.ncl bone,
and so put togethe' that it is easily digested
by little folk.
,ALL DRUGGISTS; Boo. AND SLOG.
"bi10; a+"i3i'" '" a''° .a q' 4•`kl' 0 '"ice* :lir �9"pi„l4D 1
:k1
depend upoll'ana liam hinhself; I suppose.
But I should advise that it should be.
I would hat the remaining. hours of the
boy undisturbed by thoughts of earth,
pare even, as family affection is. I will
speak to' him:' Aud the father went
to the cot where O'Leary sat exhausted,
after his efforts to console Nelly. "Wil-
liam," he said, "would you like that this
should be your parting interview with
your family, or would you prefer to see
them again in tiro morning's"
"Oh no, Rather, oh no! It is too pain
fol for them --they suffer too dreadfully.
No, Fattier, let the bitterness of death
be passed to -night, and let the remaining
hours be given to heaven."
"You are right, my son, perfectly
right, and may these last remaining
hours be blessed to your soul's highest
goodl" said the priest, and then he went
to Norah and said: "Mrs. O'Leary, it is
as I expected. Your son wishes that this
should be the final interview but why
not speak to him yourself, my dear
child?"
"I cannot! I cannot! Then this is
the arifng?"
age
"Nelly'," she said, stooping to speak to
her daughter in a low voice, "if you
really do love your husband, prove it
now, by your self-controll Go to him
and receive his last direction, for in
something less than an hour we must
leave him, and moo shall not see him
again in. life."'
Gasping and sobbing, and gulping her
tears, Nally event to the eot, and sat
down by William, and dropped her head
upon his shoulder, saying:
"Oh, tell me if there is any -
think in the world you would have me to
do, and I will do it! Oh, Willie! it will
he the only comfort I shall leave left in
e world when you are genial" And
here a fresh burst of tears threatened to
overtake her, but she struggled and
gasped, and repressed them. "Tell me,
illie, tell me what I can do for you,
and if mortal woman can do it, I will, bo
it what it may."
(To becon tib
Hard 'cash is so hard that it will even
make an inmpression on a heart of stone,
A Nice Job Performed SkiLfu lq by the
Driver and the Tillerman.
The nicest job to be seer! in the way if
bookies up is that dons is getting a fixe
truck lute its house. It is really done by
r
two raven the driver and, the til ?' *
Coining store down the street, back
from a fire, with the big teape teottsng
briskly, the driver goes on past the door
of the truck houses to a poi$ whack.
the layman seems navels too far bepo
i but Which the driver knows by et-
•
there, and always at exactly
pointe, he bolds up his
or hesitation
teem. then in-
ata*atly without any
he beams backing.
It might seem as though basking from
where ho is he would simply bank. the
other end of the truck pact the door of
the house, but here is where the espatt'
tilierstesaaz acmes in,. The tillerman gages
that end, and he guides it surely and eas•
iiy around to point in at the
eirtruck holm
door, and as the driver, lap fifty or eixt ry
feet ahead, backs up,
the swinge the other end. around and now
you ace it disappearing within the house.
There were only Melissa and very few
of them, between the ends of the toner
ladders and the con and tO pare with sof the uch a
there was
man act the wheel.
So foot by foot the track goes rapidly
back into the house, with the shiver
all the, time swinging and straightenbtg
Tris fine and well-trained team,, and be -
fors you re@.lise it half the length of the
eat truck is in the house and the
eaan is now square illfront
a moment'ct
hag, backing, steadily,
the truck is sanding Straight and true.
in Ree place within and the lamas has
been hooked and hoisted up and the
horses are trotting off to their stalls. --
New York Sun,
e keys, and the
priest went to Norah, and, taking her
arm:, said:
"Mrs. O'Leary, I wish you to go into
Mr, Thomas' ronin, and wait there till
tt t' ce and
perence is jurat the right g
What She Called Him.
The discussion was over the profiler
Foam:elation of the word "chauffeur,"
They were all native sons, and the 'ar-
gument was entirely friendly.
"It's a 'show -fir,' declared one,
`Waver," insisted another, "it's 'chew-
fur.' "
"Not mush," interposed a third; "it's
alref-fear.' "
"Alt," interrupted another, "here comas
Bruce Cornwall, He's u prominent mem-
ber of Stanford parlor, lawyer, and alt
that; and, besides, he runs a maohno, so
he'll know."
"gh," cautioned one of the group.
'Bruce has only been married a ler
weeks and the thing that would please
him meet would be to ask him how Mrs.
Cornwall pronounces `chef -fear.'"
"Hello, Bruce, old man! Glad to see
byu, Accept tyornchf
y the way, what does uwife al t
fellow who drives her auto?"
"Well," and Cornwall crimsoned,
"we're all native eons together, and 1
don't mind telling rote. She calls him
'deaa1e. „
When Mushrooms Are Dangerous.
During an inquiry into the death, from
eating fungi, of a girl at Reading, Eng-
land, the other day, Dr. A. 0. Meter
said it should be made generally elm
e
that mushrooms, if grown under
trees, were poisonous,