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Fatered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1881, by NORMAN I. MUNRO, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D.C. [Fintered at the Post Offoe, New York, as Second Class Matter.)
Vol. VILL. {,8ORMANE Mosno,
14 and 16 Vandewator St.
NEW YORK, MARCH 14,
1881.
4 $200 Pe sso 1 ADeasex,
No. 888
$1.80 For six MowTns,
: “Left Unsaid.”
Unsaid geht” srigd Huntin
ciliously.
“ A marrrer hour I never ily. ere, “Opal Di
Aan ae with, You when ast we you've played fast and Jooee sith
for the matter of that, it
Alas, we're never quite content! the youn; ‘
we're ne . g men in Dunleath; but
Alpena aiaye somethin uemore you've one @ little too fai
Sadly'we count those errors o'e couraged promised
‘There's always something left unsai woman could, shor
AAtjovers! meetings brief and rare tira! herself out and out—and now,
tment in the think iin Sow a me Ee
and ve ‘to catch those accents low, much thet down! Listen to me.
Forget our own heart's overflow— zoe u have mac mistake,
or—mark my worle—as trile as
Forget eee a theanatous thovght
Such glowing beauty Lite hath couse
From those dear lips that speale to-
day.
‘That we inust leave still unconfest
‘The doudt, the hope that fills our
breast.
Though Denth and change are ever
eed away by onesweet salle,
‘Too soon the golden hours are sped,
And still is something left unsaid!
‘We part and sigh, “The day is pasts
em stl the words remy a
ah a ked 04
Nor sco that face on earth 3
Love's last propitious hour hath flown,
Such hapless parting some have known}
And all thetr life ee atter years
ned by this Keen regret—
for my
I would have sat when last we met—
Had she but known, had I foreseen—
Ob, heart, how bist we might have
Sonnet.
T wane 0 league alone beside the
i four 'n'Jowel lying on the strands
and raised ie with & careless,
Not noting what its hidden worth
mig
And in an hour the jew
Sedher tian any’ otter in fre land
And in an hour [lost it in the sand
Wh rges mur
It may be there are others, rarely set
‘And fashioned fairer. but for me I
nove
‘There is but this one in the world; and
‘yet
‘Though Shrougty the the years that shall
woreatter
I shall not find {let not vain Regret
rove miutely with me wheresoe’er 1 go.
THE MURDER IN HOLLOW GLEN.
‘By Mrs, E,
have fine Uresses an
much as I w'
Gon'vsmilenow; I know thet ¢sonndal
vanity and self-conceits but,
the truth when J prejounce on sauore oe the New York merchant prone ip that Opal's hand closed over it involun-
than passably preys ‘Xes, and he is as handsome « a nd
he paused, quite out Crore in ti Tow deat Mew ‘Binur anys pith an eyeto Gra 1] aie stranger took the jowel from her grasp and life, a
ture she made, standing tl mae fe guppoee, that he is looking: ora wife ‘Wouldn't | laid it against the sof es of raven hair.
of the old farmhouse, wit) I Iistress over all bis magnificence! sng Bing fioent" he txclaimed, in unfeigned
thrusting ther queen ° Rene royally. Ah, there comes papa; I'm | miration
ely, Indeed in one | Going to attack him at once.” Opa pal turned a
September sunshine, which mitt sol and aes * 9 darted through the'doo! down the lon; why do you r show me these things?” she cried,
down tho entire picture, wit "tha st ware, “ok | walk, yousng bengeanelrly man, | angry tears arising in her beautiful eyes. Thaw
able richness which one sees onl;
slender, lissome figure, in
Nar and cuffs, and
intin
en co dre wh heat linen col
aieny rt fed, white apron, Her face
tons the as no flaw in
‘cameo, with the fai
coke; lips of vivid
fhe oun, eh
in, which,
6 and ws
ther’s admiri rested for a lon,
time on th peat f Taooyand then she turn
a, will jo you think? Will
‘named of me ‘ant hesitate to in
lect circle? Kind in her
wceatngly ki perl . the insignificant | few
‘ill say.. But, mam-
6 wants to
1's the truth, Jealo
her tw
the eligi
i idschenn to wound my
Dunbar,and Pd do: shriiog to defeat th
Grace
Ob, mamma, it Touly had money
» Fue ie the ® day they first
worth ved hor ‘dsughter and revereni
y living creature hee
in
me in time to give you
you visit Mrs. Dunbar!”
‘Opal shrugged her shoulders.
feature or color. Dark,
intest of
dark and lustrous, and waves of jetty hair
‘low her
th
would come bome
thi
‘ish! Mother, I'm a eautital woman;
keegregious
‘am telling |
a dark
was perfec:
Kin
scarlet; eyes
wo givieget thecold shoutor while Ihave | sen
‘ot
couldn't L make
a weak, * rvoloue woman, who
need her above
fo
would
He's
“T will do iti” s]
‘Burke Collins.
seh
if] Fiddlesticks! When I'ma rich man’s wife you
jeep | need mo: nD ny. jow
e's | sn,
in the reek and i
herself face to face with Dick Hun’
iiiae walk,
rich, sweet music, ‘ manimé
there's @ man there wi
Renuine diamonds just think of i Thoyelt ma
Yeu open your e res!”
gays come,
h_diamonds—t
dropped her father’s arm and bi
farnrhouse.
into
CHAPTER IL.
THE MURDER IN HOLLOW GLEN.
A DARK-BEARDED, shrewd-faced man was siti
In Honor Bound;" “Ruby Warner; “ Haunted;” | kitchen, a'small, iron bound box at his side.
ve,” Ete.
m
“Papa has some money in the bank, hasn’t he?” | ing eyes, mea
mut of papa, never fear! Why, jus
thine te I play my carda well this, visit to sis,
Dunbay’s may be the means of, securing me
ne” Sothern, I sball: most Hugh
genuine di monds, and no tmistal
‘There were necklaces, and bracelets, earrin
rooch and rings, an
hair—a star of such xquisite and peculiar Ww:
8 yveannt were?
no nioney to purchase such jewels. I wish
sho went on, petulantly, dashing the shin
i
‘The old man's rugged
face had brightened at
sight of phe softly
winsome creature.
Lal that: money ea "
“Well irs. Dunbar bas ‘invited me to the city, Lal that ri a ata
ye Eo et anything to be rich believe L would commi
“ And, papa, Lcan't go without a suitable ward- | ¢rime to obtai
robe; anne d ve jeve if i yon Oot you'll never re- pal
jer father’s reproving voice fell on her ea
Don's talk in that way, ea “hat soot
and unprofitable talk, Them’s fine
added, touching the heap ‘Sf damonds with
wrinkled forefinger
ec sours Teh a return
eon look.“ And
Keome ts be traveling about with sucht
" afoot and alonet”
shall none of you want for an: nything! “Why, Til Ma seca bit strange!” said the oid
id Ruth to school at my own ex witha halt smile, “specially if they're the real
for you, you dear, old. kind papa eth ‘with a artic
‘and a i so—" You'll never know what it is to at are that!” cried t)
weler will assure you on
ney agai
‘The old iannmnied tenderly into the beautiful, | Pit tan or pow
upturned face. roperty,
“Well ih, Aeatie we'll see TH talk na private way, a and that I don’t deny! Ion
het oing to school ‘eceived them to-day from | the ship down at tl
fir the present, perhaps nal tl. tenacre bar. T tool
od Jot and tale the money due on thie note. | nobod
n here! theret Uttle girl, you needn't look, “disap- | stoppin
can arrange it, a ail”
ret it; now, why ca ‘me have that
a roney” you have in the bat
Tho old man's fa co eo jou i
<T can’t, Opn ve got @ note coming due ina
onthe; ‘part 9 the money. must FR to pay
‘en, 1 sort o” promised to seni
that
3
2
he man, earnes
at
muggled
abo
find if Ruth will give “ie
yer—this is my fi
I
mast tees so I thor
nd | these well-to-do
Schainely road hie of
cheek against his arin rinkled i
t, dark eyes, came out of the house and down
“Opal,” she cried in a voice which was full of much a
OPAL’S SECRET: a
real,
quick exclamation of delight, Opal
on a low, wooden settle in the great, room
bo: iden Ho |
, Bite, Blanced up as the young girl entered, and arising | 5
nit one set of jowele—but they were
also an ornament for the
Pay cried comin “a passing ar
eon from her eyes; “I, wis ‘was rich!" she |
niaie site tana through his arm, * won't you io comm ore 95 nd mah to Godt od wes Fiche ah
eat lie?” ponctrating glance which the man bent upon her:
ed the
Texpect you irandering ow ‘Now |
an, | the face of the earth! I bope
point, sir:
‘They were Trough norest the. gater
‘and come right tion
ne is
‘want to get them off my hana,
mught, perhaps, at some of
jo places, I might manage to dispose
‘a few at a time, maybe—or a part of
the balance I'd take to the city. For
e exclaimed aloud; and so the die was cast! A low, sneering Jaugh fell on herears. Trembling with horror, she glanced up and found
ington.
aringsT'm sure, young, Indy, ron can pare
that!” Tes simply elega
chance lua lifetime.” That
@ jbundred and fitty dollars; but 1 ta
hundred and Atty for it; because, as I hinted bee
jake fore, theso things are safer ‘out of id
ne to dispose of them at a sacrifice.”
hundred and ‘itty, dollars®” cried Opa),
. by, I couldn't buy it if ‘twas only
the
alts
“There's a big house on the hill, over there,”
continued the man: “it lookg hee toned enough;
Perhaps T coud sel
inbar'e!™ interra Opal, | Tf he
e'll buy every aed atte has and
i hi
ing deck Belle and Grace in the:
m dressed like princesses, WI
She sprang to her feet and ‘dashed from the room
‘Out into the garden
bout her,
the gate down the lon;
‘an| towards the rugged cli ater i
“A trifle. But, Opal, he would’ touch that! "If you please,” said ‘Opa uly, th
He's been saving it for ener y day, you| | He produced a peculiar “shaped ‘ey? trom oar ro ere, in the ‘rer |
know, and— inner pocket and sl vey un jocked the iron case, A | flea ot te eed the wl nite-winged ships
1] ie! is five hundred dollars!” Opal’s tone vas] gleam of light flashed upon Opal’s vision. | With ste cefully nd in the distanet, the
nedltative, * “ That would get ime a posal out ‘8 low cr rapture sl san ‘upon her knees *
Mothor, I saust bave that inoney! side the box, while the stranger proceeded to dis- | the tight wax the village of Dunleath; id the area
ber Play the contents, rngged cliffs; and down below,at her feet, th
wild ravines and gorges, which ‘made the pascehery
around so picturesque, and was the source of at-
traction to the humerous tourists tnd visitors who
‘ork, | focked thers every sum
But Opal had no eyes for the beauties of nature,
To her the world was only a place to be bappy i
beason of enjoyament and. pleasure; after
ell, she troubled berselt with very little
spgeulatiin on that
come out ‘here, _fimid the rocks and
she
Femained longer in the presence of the coveted
baa |e jonds, and reflected on her own powerless-
he words of
prison
ao, ell,
“Opal!”
ta Hea led d th
intruder, a tall, dark, dashing young
isk oe anger ahd fente resentindnt shot Into het
in | Benita eres
{What do you want? she deroanded sharply.
come for my answer,
us
io ised to tell mio to-night
yal mat
tell you now, once and for all, no!” she
you
aah
| answared savagely. “I would not marry you,
| Diek Huntington, if there was 3
pe my answer is decis-
His faco was a study for a painter, 80
“by rage ana Passion, had it grown,
Entirely so, insmore,” he continued.
“1 only wonder, what You troubled yourself to
anger me at a
‘Quite
tly. | distorted
nly
‘The cool audacity of her reply stung the man
bezond endura
sb wow the reoson,” he isoed Le his set
tooth There’ someoheclueta ve
watched you u and Lawrence Feira and L believe
earned to gare for a
\pal
expectations.
face done Ie sister Ruth reason ¥ iC 1 whe to bring them all just a8 they are, to any ington’ I
She'll want the nioney 80 she can go to t into trouble, sure a:
Shee there eho comes now!” being a si in this country, you see, T Gavel |“’But hor face Gusted hotly Beneath bie. keon
‘A siender girl, with a pale, colorless face, and well-armed, sir, and an not afraid, Now bere's! glance, and she half turned away as ehe spoke,
2 to see | i,
ri
| there is a Ged in Heaven, on be
with you yet! I shall keep
iy eyes on you, and, nooner ee
later, my time will ‘come; and—
at
saying, Opal
far
Binatone the
when ue to menaye,
on bended Knece—when I shail so
your
A quick, ringing step sounded on
| the rocks,’and a young man
\hiaetily forward=a, man with «
frank, open countenance,
deep-gray eyes, and waves of dark
brown heir. Aman in whom you
ot trust; you could see Nhat ate
et aint woman yonder
life—bas made of
jin a for the futurera wanderer Oa
the face of the garth er fe
tongue, and specious
ceitful—”
“Hold on, Mr. Huntingtont
You forget ‘yourself. You, ai
slandering my betrothed w
God! cried the other,
his wild eyes on Opaé
white face, “did you not swear to
care nothing for
Lnwrence Pairtext Opal Dinsmore,
yous woman oF & fend? Has
froti no ‘place in
But be ever finished, for, with
"And turning, bestrove away f rough the dying
suneet, and the twilight shadows lid him fros
“'Lawrence Fairfax drew near the girl, standing
white ‘and still on the rocks,
“Opal
ing!”
e rained her eyes to his, but they wavered and
fell benvatis bis clear, honest gaze
se You do care for me a etl do yoa not, Opal!”
Her face fluhed crims
“Yes,” she whispered
He seized both her Hands i his own, and, draw-
God id fervently. ‘But come,
little oe: ie geting giate, and you are illy pro-
ted a the chill evening air. Let me take
you bone”
“No, Lawrence, please; I had rather go alone.”
hy!” His face was full of doubtful shadows,
dont care for me after all, Opal.”
none
feel
sna
balsh wy hlanthly rand forgive m me, ‘acer, but
Ta rather be alone. i believe Til just run_on
home now, Till take the short cut through Hol-
low Glen.’ Bo Please do dont. trouble le yourself about
mee.
ing so
"ena that few ‘ontingcent™
light Javgh—ha went, the
crion, fou know. Well goodnight,
She Tet him kiss her red mouth as he whispered:
“Tl see you te-morrow, Opal.”
And she smiled back into his loving face, as she
answer
“To-morrow:
‘The red scarf (Ratiorea in the evening breeze,
and she was gone.
With a low sigh Lawrence watched her, with
his heart in his eyes.
To him there was but one good woman in the
whole round world, and that Di
guyenie
irl
down the rocky ravine—on, on—a: i,
had entered the spot known as Hollow Glen. A
romantic place, adeep, wide rock
@ favorite revore for exeur-fon and. p
in the hot, summer
cool and. shady,
spel from 8 ea tb “and how
Fut summer had Jong since departed, and the
ool breeres of autumn "were beginning to, steal
throngh Hollow Glen. | The shrubs
row amid the rocks Kad Degun. (0, lone
us Vordure, aud s soleman voice whispered of de-
ered onward—slowly enough now. She
woe er hnking thinking tare ver in her
ind ever the Bed 0
im
Fad the peddle ¢ one to Mrs. Dunbar’s?, How
proud and tnbearable Grace and Belle would. a
Tear. when ext they met; for i well knew
t Mrs. would secure the jewels for
her dau; ters. “ And the diamond star!” mutter-
ed. Opal, 13 i Hook
My nce | cease
Years of my life to call my mine!
She stumbled over someting in her path, stum-
bled, and nearly fell. A hg sudden exclamy
tion‘ot aiamay and horror, sh
face grew guarily wh
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her brow, ht a ath, lying on
his back, with ‘i Figid face turned op ‘twie
Hight skiviay. the dismond paddler, stonedend!
Even the’ inexperienced eyes of the frightened
girl could not fail to read the awful truth in that