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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 181, by NORMAN L. MUNRO, in the oftce of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. Entered at the Post Oftce, New York. ax Seoond Class Matter.)
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Vol. VIII. |
NORMAN 1, MUNRO,
AWand to Vandewaver st f
NEW YORK, MAY 28, 1881.
} $9.00 Par annem tx Apvance, }
30 yor sx MONTHS,
No. 898
Gooa-Night.
Ti ilies shyt tha garden walks
and sweet, and tal
ant ‘own the shady mows
aths
pal
Calm twilight touches fall.
‘The chafer hums his heavy tu
Th
5
s
And one by. one
tilled
Ont ja the world’s huge cam
Good-night! ‘Good-night!
Deep in the darkness of the wood,
Before the pal
In fitful snatches trills and sin;
cod night! ‘Goon
My darting, there ix ight on
far away,
And ‘trough the open win
steals
leasant scent of hi
There's perfect rest, and: pei
Now the flerce day is dead,
Good-pight! Good-nigt
Thear the ripple and the Pie sh
Of the reed-bordered strei
Betwixt bright banks I seem to
Asin a quiet dream.
‘Yes! we are drifting to the sea
Swiltly, I think, my dear;
But, oh! how calm the waters
‘How bright! how blue! how el
The dawn fs breakitig on us fast,
"urple and red, and gold;,
so glad and brights
ton snorrow will be wi
1 then—
Good-night! Good-night!
lowworm trims his lamp,
all sounds are
Good-night! Good-night!
ith us soon,
I,
rown,
ne,
ight!
ough
ndow
fect
itont
lear!
a
eS ti i es ‘ ‘i
| byt,
Ae
A
iN
Ha i i
Ne fe oe
a i ih Ou
i ¢ an ee
ees ane
eae
OH, COD! SHE THOUCHT, W:
The Bride of ithe Tomb;
LANCELOT DARLING'S BETROTHED.
By Mrs.
CHAPTER vi
thereisan old woman downst
laces you wished
trim little serving? maid at Sirs.
“Mrs. Va
hosass: ste ‘ie brow:
Alex.
MeVeigh Miller.
1.
airg| ing at her sweet reflection in he
ok
1@ lock, and struck her
x bridal di
yes, struck her down sith a brutal daggerthrct
in her heart. The wicked murderess stopped
gee if her guilty” work was done, then escaped
irs, Vance looked up impatiently from her | down the ladder of vines that climbed up, to the
ook. The Jury said that the poor girl com=
“T have not ordered any Jaces at all,” said the ae sist ve ‘know bet '@ not,
“Send. the 1 id’ creuti ‘ul lad
me sehen Send the Hying old: creature a fiend,” aried Mrs, Vance from the
"TRS cnn aid hesitate
“You ought to lo
They are as de
ot the are smuggled g
“Agnes wentaway and presently reappeared a
me Wor and ushered in old Haidee
The maid then left | piclor
‘a basket on her arm,
louse without ai
can rattord to do.”
id Tae unpacked her wares and exhibited | oreTake. ity then,”
fine assortment of real laces.
small but
were ex!
Though she prove
with thet
selected Vecveal yards,
pieces taken from
w il ers
the same Kind. Ol
greedily at the sij
“Gold,
like fin, von SGiv
ne ith hare
“ote gold,” stil qlesded | the misorly | diam®
old
rable old beggar!”
moving tows @ bell.
Ir
“Stop one moment, lady, I have something to
a. You woul
you?” said the old wor
mn the bell-r
he haughtil
veel he the sia Jace-vender.
loser, Indy, the wal
times s is
a Solemn air,
M
rs. Vance moved a step nearer, limpressed | in
ter
spite of be serie,
otha ai of the speak
few nights.
jered. withii statel
Pci she trembled too,
woman stole into ber room,
legance, and ‘the, sm by
the ‘Atter'a good deal of hnggling she
‘and paid for them in
f Silken netted purse throug!
sok at them, Mrs, Vance,” said
she timid “such lovely laces I never saw.
ielicate as sea foam, and very cheap.
il let her come up up then, but I do not Ew * said Haidee, with a
together.
“Now, "en" veaid the Nady sharply, “ what did
yu mean ig I had ort ‘dered you
jd woman’s lie
1 Taces?”
chair where alte had sunk dow the
heavy purse of gold coins in her cold hand, ""You
els one murdered her—she died by her own
hand.”
~ Lady, I shall not tell my secret to ansone but
low and fiend-like laugh.
“Never!
will you give me the gold!”
ve
“You hav come, here to binckmafl
will go to Mr. Jawrence, 1
eine will tell’ them what I
have told you,” said the lace-vender, rising to
a
ing in leave.
Sauggled through “Stay ho knows this lying tale. besides
ell | Yoursel
ny ary Srercliants |." No. one, Indy. I, Haideo Leveret, am the
m to you muuch cheaper than the Trercliants|
tices gleamed many more pieces of
ld Haidee’ gleamed
* cried Mrs.
i
ile have ea
' tertibie secret,” said Haldee with | cunning.
wit
s gO fair young girl was
Ab
ly walle
When
turned ‘the
,, Hier [down at her feet, “and keep the ec
wound | course, bro
‘1 ameaning tone
hat Mrs, Vance iy hesitated with her hand
snd his patie
oy in | was tossitig unedsily from side to side of the bed,
witness of your crime, atid you can buy my
only
‘me era them, then,” said tho lady, with sen vith that purse of gold, * kaid the old crone
rally,
said Mrs. Vance, flinging i
ecret till Vout
Seen you need not return to blackmail me
red | Aga all the gold 1 have,” Lam, a poor
woman.
‘The ota woman gathered « up ie, nar of coins,
‘gold hid it in her Losoia, and trotted out, mouthing |
and mumbling to | hersel if Nie. "Vance fell
Of down upon the floor writhing’ in
“sty sin has found me out,” she cried, wringing
white hands betpesiy. Oh,’ Lancelot,
old,’ wn muttered, ‘conting her claw- Teneclot, sit was all ma
mie the purse, pretty Indy.”
step th amazement.
ou ‘ae crany. leave
cky day,” said oid Haideo to “here as
Taos the street. fine
A pul
work and weal pa
nd! Well,
‘ihe stopped tand took poor Lily’s note from her
scot goll onda
¢ you turned out of the house this pocket where it had Iain concealed, aud tearing
ice,
it into minul street.
ts threw it into the
‘obsel
of sorrow might have been
gid not kuow, and he went
heart-broken, while
jeu Past, crooning a low
her gratified avarice and
hi
home, bowed
old Haidee trotted ani
tune in the pride o
she went into the door of her home Doctor
Praty came in suddenly after Ler,
* Now where have you been, Haideet” he
suspicious
“e Only t ie market, doctor,” said 51 trembling,
with the Basket on her nen
nt restless and excited,” She
Z
iy
Sh,
t
Bente ‘in that look,
e| 0)
Glad to be hurled
velit
Hi it ce
4
es th iy
i
ws
cheeks were flushed and: feverish.
took the smell hand, and found the pulse bound:
ing rapidly beneath hig touch,
“This will not do,” said he, “you must not
excite te yourself ‘unduly
ed,
4 Haidee with a bow:
ot fresh area roe hy ooked wisttulty. bee
yond her, but she was qilite alone. She saw in
Haidee's cautions, negative shake of the head that
mission had ‘failed. She fell back, crushed
with her disappointment,
Come, take your nourishment,” said Pratt,
indly.
ea shook her head. A choking sensation arose
in her throat, and she could not swaliow, She
determined to make one appeal to this griin-look-
ing man,
* Doctor,” she said, clasping her hands implor-
ingly, “1 ‘appeal to your honor, to your rer
gsity, to your humanity, to restore me to my
honie and my father!”
Doctor ie Me ‘shook his head decisively.
e
“It is impossible for me to do that,” he an-
were wh ‘are in tho Pan ver of Mr. Colville, I
ma merely employed by lum tontiend you in your
illness. wet must make
le
gut, indignant
But, ductor if you, wil
where to find me, I will give you five Thousand
Tollars the day Tam liberated from this priso
honse.”
He laughed and drew a newspaper from his
pocket, Putting it in her “andy The directed her
ftention to tried ph, She read it
rap min
a designing wretch’ she broke
Twill make no appeal to hi
teil my father
rt ey imply:
teMuch sympath “as been excited for the Law:
er in 7 painful discovery that the
body of Misg Lily Lawreiice has been stolen from pe
the vault of her father. |The well-known wenlth
of the great banker makes it seem probable tl
the foul deed was committed with view toe
heavy ransom, It will be seen in our reward
column that ‘Lawrence offers ten thousand
dollars for the return of the € corpse.”
“So your father offers n pose of
your dead body than vou. do tor * our eink on one,”
he said, laughing. ‘No, Miss Lawrence, I cannot
accept 'your munificent bribe. My duty to Mr.
Colville forbids, “And, au revoir, 1 int going,
Tleave you sone medichy and will see vou again
0 morrow, anak the best care of her Haidee.”
they heard the hall door
‘Lily tured to her silent at
clan behind yp
Hattee, you did not go,” she murmured, in a
reproachful tone,
“Oh! yes, Idid, miss, but your father was not
there," Feadlily ‘answered the treacherous. old
woman,
“On! then you left the note for Wim, and also
your address,” said Lily, ina moré hopeful tone.
“Aye, that I did, miss,” said old Haldee lying
slibly; “1 gave it toa very pretty Ind:
vag mny sister, Ada, then,” said Lily,
ON » miss; your sister lies ill of @ fever. I gave
it to a lady called Mrs, Vance,” lied Haidee, watch-
ing the patient s face keen
tech tlartling etan veenwepto
ver the girl's white
Tear, terror, resentinent—all were
y murdere:
Sito wit coms ere and make her fatal work
‘Watch for her, Haidee—do not allow her to enter
here. Sho wilh ial me, inteed sho will kill me”
“Ob, me, hor so sorry I gave her the
note,” éaid ile ran «bit do not be afraid,
she shail not come here to finish ker devil's work
“ho, not ahe, my poor deary.”
‘Alas! alas! poor Lily! Doctor Pratt's opiates |i
could not bring obliviow of her troubles that night,
She raved and ‘through the long and weary.
night, while Huidee, thoroughly alarmed, was
very glad to see the Shyziciants 's face quite early
the next morning.
HAT A HORRIBLE DEATH, TO ‘TO BE TORN LIMB FROM LIMB BY THAT HUNGRY BRUTE!
CHAPTER VII.
“Come home and dine with me, Lance,” sald
Mr. Lawrence, meeting Lancelot Darling amid the
Durtle ani stir of Wall street,
Poor Lance had been strolling carelessly
down with ‘2 care-worn, wretched look Upon aia
Went very slowly with him
halkin ing hands with
here any news?” he 1, his mind revert.
ig fanaa 2 to the anf event which occupied
allh thoi
pkey sadly.
he city ave
t
“Some
fear, and, entering. it, they became, at once. the
cynosure of all the eyes within it.
terrible affliction was so well known that sympa-
thy shone on them from every eye, But little was
id to
Their recent’
"
not
hw
fever.
cate eu
and
stiten the formal ceremony was over aid they
went out
“The nurse says the fever is not inf
She tripped lightly up the steps.and into the
room where poor Ada
ance, but the lixurious chamber
was in great contrast with that
suffering Lily was now in
all the ‘comforts her sickness needed, but here
he capricious eyes of an invalid fou
to charm and soothe the weary
tinted walls,
An expression of annoyance swept, over the
ae ay mere any where, out of the workd*
ed to madden him.
Iompationtly the strode up and down tho
ee Sho never loved me
he broke out, passions:
pot have dons aught to ee
Af earth had been
1 Loved her
rave bar
fa desert, i ie must
0 been Parac w
ia walled upon it, ‘Okt Lily, Lily,
you ‘Were very chuel!”
*Do not grieve so, I beseech you,”
said the widow's gentie voles.
she took his hand an
"You will make yourself il
not afford to
motncar beaming one of the fanily a that
you seem almost to take the, place
our dear one. who has left us,
te n,””
said he, renmorsetully.. "1 startle. you
with my wild words, T should not bave
come here.”
oy should,” she answered
io «You shouid come oftener than
me sympathize with you
In’your trouble, "Wuocan grieve with
Zouso well as T who knew ‘and loved
sur dear one? Promise to come every
dear tae ‘and jet us sare our
ther.”
Twill try,” he answered, moved by
her sentle! friendliness, and thinking as
he joked up that she was a v
po
healing on the troubled, waves of feel
nad Lance soothed and quieted
nee came down, with
ate and troubled face, from Ada's
tick-room,
Dinner went off rather soberly and
solemnly, The prey of silver and cut
glass was dazzling, the edibles comely
ind dainty, but Latice senreel
pretence Of) eating, “3
merely trifled vith e vande, ‘and Mrs.
| Vance was the
wras equal
Conversation lagged * bongh a the
beautiful widow tried to keep St ‘u
with ali. the consuommate art-et which
she was mistress Bu
second her efforts, and she w:
to smoke their cigars,
il go in and see Ada a little,” thought she,
ectious.
a lay tossing in her burning
She was very much like ber sister p
wh
mmured. True, Tsty Thad
rtains of silk and lace atte
g to the too
Gnezling light ot day; here dainty white hangings
Bath | delighted the eve with their coolness, an
d) Here and there were set vases
flowers filling the air w
costly paintings looked down from the softly
said to them by gin's face as Mrs. Vi
ine mute trouble o fae aces aeenied to repel t Ths Byer hee Sav touted her feverish brow with her
nero trivialities of conversation, et no one | delicately ronged
wished to speak of the mournful tragedy w
speak of
Impress was written so legibly on tite faces of both
th suiteres
looking very ill,”
are Mrs. Vance said, in
‘ gentoo tone of svmpath
‘rhien the banker had
while he went
had not as-yet taken
Up to 08 Ada, whose iiness
any favorable turn,
fm quite well, thank you,” he answered, a
sently, and with an uncor heart wrun mesighe
He wal looking about him sadly, seeing in fancy,
¢ graceful, elie form that had 0 often flitted
thst this room, She saw the tura his
ind had tal Sand instantly diverted it to the
resent
ae ansthing been heard from our poor Lil
x | yet?” she — nournfal tones
* Nothing, mothe Ars, Vance, this sue-
pense is very hard to bear, he, impetuously,
tron by the gentle sy Spat in her Tae and voies
he ha est
toan outburst t initended. + It is
killing me!”
ce
ce,” said she, in a broken vi
a
r features show the traces of your great suf:
teing. “te ig hard for us all to bear, but harder
still for you,”
Her dhicte hand futtered down upon his
with a pressure of pluto sympathy, while she
buriedee facein her iano ee sSbbing softy.
ould not have brought my gloomy face
hore to sadden you still more forgive me for my
reckless outburst 7 said he, pained by tho sight ot
her womanly grief which always goes to a m
heart.
“Do not vec she answered, through her
sobs,“ Let me grieve with you, poor boy, ‘a your
trotbte Believe me, sympathy is, rery, sree
* Thank you," he answered, gently, °* Ant this
deed ig a house of mourning. “Is da any better
today, ancer”
“Dam aoe y to say she is not,” answered the
Indy, makin; Apreteicaot drying her eyes wh ic
howdver, had not been wet by a single tear. “si
has a lov, intermittent fever w bich
yet yield tthe pivsicans treaties “God
at oot to tobe out lovely Ada, ton, At
that would indeed gum, of poo
ald
Lily's rash suicide.”
Ho shuddered through all hisstrong young frame
at that concluding word,
“Oh, Goa ‘oaned, ‘the myst ery of i
Suicide! § Suicide! I God bea taken herfrom us, I
‘ell '—but that she should
wren allcthat she stout rash out of tins
ite fet thought to make so fair and beautiful
your united future! Teannot understand
tig horrible; ninddening!™
‘Musingly she murmured over a few lines from
Tom Hood's mournful poem, “The Bridge of
ighs:”
* Mad from Life's hist
Switt to Death's mystery,
use
iyselt
“Ah,
leave,”
root
nurse,
alimmy anak
Becton
conv.
several
Hatdee
tale Puzzling ber some plan of
cape, Ske looked very tose "till, thougu: wasted
by illness and 801 aitee ¢ bud rovided ber
with a d her fairness was
gimost
showing
alway!
ot me,
“tbls fever rr inay be infectious.
ot
cary” aurmared the lady sweetly. “"Lasked bint
not hn dragged you in here to.see mo if ie bad
Ts there: any ing a ‘cn ‘do for rou, my lovet”
d Mrs. Vai fig the
aske
Bir's ineivility.
ss Nothing “only do ok, tale
hurts my
face away.
petulance,
“don't care,” said Ada vehemently,
that woman! I cannot tell why it is
hated her ever since she cam
the years ago. Sh
but she affects unconsciousness of it.
doo 5 cen nurse, ana fon not ice, her come in
When she ig kissed tne jt wow we weed
buddering at the etolieee fon.
me
Wrence calmated in a severe fit of illness, and |
ralescen
Kept tineelf tn tho bac gro
not troubled
rt fl
desp vt She had again aa again
thi
Her rich golden hair wa:
oon coll ab the back of her Eracsful ite heady
Gheing’ of her smal
setae cr to Teak out of the window! whict w
8 covered with thick curtains,
should ni said she pettishly,
it was infectious, my
this morning.”
id, eh? I suppose wild horses could
cefully ignoring’ the spoiled.
fo. me—talkin|
Teplied the invalid, turning her
en, it Looly disturb you I will take my
"said the handsome widow, tripping out o
ere rather rude, my dear,” said tho
surprised at ber gentle patient's sudden
Thi
but Th
ere to hive, nearly
Ido not Tike her,
Keep the
e knows
—teli her L ai
had craw
CHAPTER VII,
agitation of poor imprisoned L
Pratt found need for i eal skill before
Wille prudeutly
“now a
by the right of he e vitiniys fae ‘or
weeks.”
ree the kibed
y, her gitlish heart
wit ieavinens aud
h
ap} te be hie sloepng-eparement.
was siting up one day in the great arm.
neat blue | wenppes a
ing by
daz y cencraat, ‘esth
its econ
the w eck, and the, rony
iiike cars: A fancy os
was Warm
‘a
id
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