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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1880, by NORMAN I. MUNRO, in the offce of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. (Entered at the Post Offoe, New York, as Second Class Matter.)
00 Par ANNUM IX ADVANCE,
t Vol. VIII. NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 18, 1880. {PUM rok uous} No. 871
Too Late! INT it 1: to whom sho is wedded, and
; Huu t will go forth on muy way,
‘Tare bridal knot in tied for I
mesilate J Boniied Sid batipae Se
And'thou, who once wert mine, to- mr vere
ay" rot byn,
Art to another wed; Ce a caged. Wild beast by
Tay mot Totirn a fata'a decree, Me ‘paced the floor of the sumptuous
for claim a broken vovr, is arms
Nor brgathea word of bain to thee, " oom, his head bent, bis arms
Forthowart happy now. NU 4 ti ture was aroused
hay wor. PULSE used
crave to| a 1,” he steer
: : iagine would believe
wieder rol) thought your story! Your evidence against
. wee thy memory 4 ey de st only a mere trump-
npitied clown of fate, ery marriage certificate, that an
Toknow prized thy ind “foo late, fool ceo Havent hab t posite
ja : proof couli
Bat thoware happy Oty love! that the clergyman who perform
now. gd the, cereiiony, and even the
Lbless thee as anchors wit jesses (Servants on ‘bis
Whose lovwand carearo tine, pineal were all swept away.
‘And may thy peaceful future lfo ine Yellow fever epidemic!
nappier than min ere, our
\d may'se thou never know a Her white face rear ‘whiter;
pe rd ey shining brow the two hands folded on her
ut all th sr fair jasped cach other ¢ nvul-
ove Ir
As thou art happy no there is a record,” she egan.
si esi and before! to:morrow
ight (@ telegram dispatched to
The Golden Ringlet. that secluded Lovisiana parish
Henk is a little golden tresa will place that out of your reach
‘Ofsott, unbralded hai * can do’ anything,
‘The all that's leftof lovelin Sou nce, Ad T shalt ‘brdbe tho
‘That gues eas thought 60 fair overseer on my plantation there
yet, thgugh time hath dim to ‘abstract the entry from the
‘Though all beside hath fled, ene waben jorwnt
Lhold it herealink betws me, Come, Gabrielle, be
My spirit and thedead. able; you cannot substan
et from this shining ringlet still Your claim: you may as well ‘is
‘A mournful memory springs,
That’ melts my heart and sends a m going to your wife,”
Through all its trembling lowly, Jeying her band
hroar silver, déor-k
X think Of hes, the Towed, the all.
7 Gabriels you cannot
‘Upon whose forehend fair ie went to the city
: Forlear two years, likesusshine, this ever ue to remain until t
= sie morrow.”
- Den lock of hai vow “You are telling me the
‘ fn areata car “pga
iy sister tresses; now “
: pies gold within the grate. ecto come to-morrow,
! fooui
! mi hee She turned tothe window, He
‘ateye no longer gay; came and stood before her.
of alle beni ton! rt ltt “Out of my way!” pant
80) n't dare. attempt an
: Her memory ui within my Toten: T stall alarm the house
; ean a st power, them who and what you
we the me tettbeniad” oa Ih
a ‘whleper of the flower. rppose I hand you over to
ach blostom that in nioments the: police,” he cee “on the
Tee ay hk i charge of house breaks”
Sand up this sunny un [er eyes met
: recalls the form, thd looks the eat is caim, cool,
ne il “Do so, and I w nee
Of thie towe, trntte ei you as Bees You bat Bava not
dg of violets than yet the eburel record i
ae mi prelude Or Session, you know! Which of us
ee would serve the | Tonger term in
, Her life was like a. heitblown Prison, plnke you
re nee ‘ite before, was
le deathly ange. fe Put _ub one
da he bist fer Tahoe dete
(seers agente, fo, the sake ot
| Bat ea ars.are on les luster, Here, he’ past! tis dead! 1
} into my heart. e you now, Philip St van
on, when in death's ‘cold arms I bynv and may my eure light
sink, you~ and yours!
‘Who then, with gentle care,
‘Will heap for me one treasut
One ringlet of my hair?
red
TOLD
Author of "Muirsdale Romance;
A GH
A DREARY wight Away from tl
where the gas-iamps flare and
wind moangand groans, fying ar
DARE, THE DETECTIVE;
BY MRS. E, BURKE COLLINS.
CHAPTER I.
OST OF THE PAST.
“Good Gea, Faith,there’s blood upon your sleeve and ee the skirt of your dress! You have not been nearhim! What—oh, what does it mean?”
He puts his hand before his eyes to shut out the She apy
His face grew ghastly white; but he went on,
hurriedly:
Tr the ceremony was performed, after my
tater eves were closed forever, twas then that
discovered that, m; jage with my
Korma was the only condition upon which 1 swan
inherit the St, Aubyn fortune,
sister, you know— ‘ubyn—and in case T
refused to obey my father in regard to this mar:
ge, the entire estate would revert to her. Thad
hever openly acknowledged you as my wife, and
| the temptation was too strong to resist. It was|
poverty with you, or wealth with her.”
Ho hesitated. "Gabrielle started forward
steps; lier eyes glowed in the
ow many of us will dare lift our eyes
ir Jong-devertad past shall one day rise up
in vadgmient ‘Before our gaze!
abcielel By Gof is it your”
‘Aubyn,” the woman responds,
ent bab never Jeave his face,
“Hh LEbrings to a sitting posture, white to the
*eGubtient, why did you come here! Oh, God!
I tu your ht that you were dk
‘a Toouent ere hor lips form an an-
through; the s
stormy darl
or,
BY THE DEAD.
uinconcet
ewer
“You thought me dead, St. Aubyn, and yet
could sit down in ease and Vix that sinon
a
firelight like a
45:
Jour gonscioneel Baht much men as you have no | Goo said, hom velvet ca m1
Jack Liste; “ In Honor Bound;” “Ruby Warner;" “Haunted,” Etc., Etc. | conscience; it would prove an uncomfortable bur. | And he congiuded, recklessly: hands ine si
den, No, iam not dead, It would have been| <genith wth her—the woman T love!” For a moment sh
fetter for me had I died in ay childhood, before
‘ever yote hail erossed my path”
Silence r igned in for atime. The
man sat, with hishead er fed on hisclasped hands,
| Gabwielio drew nearer him,
n,” sho said, coldly, “
mo to recall the past; itis past!
privation, ono can see that itis very beautiful,
With that ich, daric beauty which reminds one of
the sunny
Sher eyes fail upon the interior of the apart-
ment, and ‘ts rich ‘appointments a snee
over her fal, red tips. ‘The roomtis the
form:
is forced themselves from Gabrielle's
Philip St. Aubyn sprang to in:
he city streets,
licker, and the
und the corners
“itis useless for
T have beard of
not ruin this
We lites she
girls lifer the ie
Gprsyand da a
erfectinnt ‘odt the truth would hil her
was gone—out
ne
peeen te window
night it grow intensely en
The entre ofa
broken woman
sightings ritheriog! Bare:
tempt for the coward standing there, she stepped °
shutters closed behind her, an:
she
into th
@ cold, and night, aud
had closed, that shut ber out ~
Philip St Aubyn fell to the floor,
"End then the cartains which shrouded one of
the 2 Jong windows moved neasil +
ess, and a woman
‘A woman with a. pallid,
trembling ‘and. hortor-ttrigken,
eyes, like the eyes of a bunted animal,
dark cues of ber dress trailed noiselessly over the
parted
erged. Sree the
lovely, face,
soft
and greni
‘The long,
moved she wrung ber
Tabere
would thatthe he frozen
into tha. faces of the chanes pedestrians | i the sin that you have committed, and that \d not murder her, Gabrielle?” fim Ta fettors lel never
aie + ito the suburbs, where the PTonely road are re ned ys carted rosea dere erry fate Peers | 8 wer woman wie De ‘You know what | While he spoke her greaboves never Yet hi face be broke: could
winds in bare, leafless trees se eee oeetca volerneet aad the | tis is fora moment—burning, unflinching. She lau, And ‘when the morning came fn ail its fey git,
sigbble ‘elds, ying ikegreatpetchetot blackne s x trays of the gas lights, ‘burning under shades | _ She drew a folded paper from her bosom; slow- | ed—a laugh that was not good ear, ter, t] he snow over everything Ii lanket of
outskirts of the pretty city of Rochester a go a costly escritoire with | ly she unfolded itand displayed it before bis eyes, || “Murder her? Oh, not Phere are worse fates| da the servants passing throug the
omen inoves slowly along. ‘ nty furniture. ‘The floor is cov. | St. Aubyn shuddered. than death Se. Aube grounds: abou the St Aubyn, mansion food
A slender re pork ‘clad, she seems but.a ; tee He writhed Seneati ‘her fixed and immovable | body of ny erouhitig in strnmer-
t. accor the dismal picture. ‘the Fy violet velvet easy-chairs |, She refolded the paper and returned it to her | gaze. He open tospeak; he could hardly jth a face of ‘dusk
wind howls a hers ‘it tosses great flakes of scattered carelessly about, while, froin their | bosom, frame the word! sky 8 ck all hi
rw in her foe and shakes the branches of trees | Caryen niches, marble busts gleam white “Ie is well,” she said. quiet! ip Sp Aue] EE xou would be willing to—toforget the past ‘Lover the silent breast, as
7 ‘acroxs her path; it tears her lair, aging in Jong lowly about, th they | PE, answer me—you married ‘me, Tel Rud Von: fos He you would Sehy Tet ime ns | ‘son den thet
fangles on. her shoulders, and sends showers o! Pee roe aowry pene he ron ey | otabty, did you not?” m for the sorrow that I have unintentionally her inte the. house-case unweeleome
sleet upon her tattored & garment mnt But ‘stil she | fall upon a acre cite of Table ten;| ‘There was no evading the question; hho bowed Eaused you, If. sere Hs ange that Lcan do—” idee: and called the master.
hurries on, derness Sep er Gy nenance, like sunrise pis head in token of assent, He paused, Em! ed by her silence, he | his 1 Theale Deating with amd triumph, for, wnt
Once her faded dress eatches upon a bush, and | Ova pine chit. a al nd Tam your lawful wife! opened the cccriioite, and. taking. therefrota va | tively: he Avoid the trite Seep for
ciinng to extricate it, sho turne hex ia the | On a velvet couc, within the alcove, e man is} Her plea runout clear and scornful huge roll of hank:notesa fortune in themselves | belle Le Noirs who lay there rushed aud ‘sents
irection of the city ates has lett ceiver eves:| lying: he has thrown fuimseIt down and sleep lias) And you left. m in and slipped them into her passive han Au .
olution crosses her moment; then crossed his eyelids. Amano} eee aT Bey | wicked ott far ar away in 3 yin ny ‘south wander ileane “She turned. slowly and confronted fever, land his lawful wite, neanen
hard, defiant gleam comes ‘ie her dark eyes, and | Perhaps, and with a face whose wonderful beauty | 19 ack toth st go hom said. to j while life lasts, can be forget the Look in her eyes, | senger for the nearest coroner, be turned ther all
e moves on faster than before. “SE ier wal fection of the picture. ack hhester, for ny fat er is din from the
On om, for vquarter of a mile
Not thera, surely?
& high, arched carriageway, I
spacious grounds, Wide avenines s!
gant mansion whose bright lights
Te tal old trees, like some enchant
‘As though acquainted with
der the cold, frosty moon, disclosing white gleams
of marble statuary, and away on towards the ele-
the vieinity,, the
vecompense mi
further; she She Sarsied sitenly owns
ever phining. the. one As soon as f obtain the glowing grate,
bh enters in, | Sazes for a monrent; then her hand carefully seeks | possession of my fortune, Gabrielle, Tatil Soar and tossed th If banke-notes upon the bed of Foice seems
ang throug fe fastening of the mutter opens es for you! And, fool that Iwas, I believed vou.” Other voices
‘stretch out un-| does the window. “She pust upws ‘The man raised his heavy eyes to her pitiless alice the sam
ently, It is high enough to fadinit. het face See ee breath hard;
rw gheis within the room and stauds with folded wT told you the truth, Gabrielle, indeed I did! | from her bosom the paper which tering midaes But a took of
gleam, through arms besite the leper he reached home to find my father dying—he did there, she turned that s1 stony, immovable face to-
ted pi The fire-light, lenin through the polished |jgr hee two hours, And Vefore he: breathed hs | wars bis own once m0
grate, plays over her fentures, casting weird and fea guarded |
usband,” she repeated sternly, res in all your hideous deformity to her fastid-| could there
past, conjured up from long-forgotten darkness, | “And wea then, is she?”
His brain reels; ho feels t
us and sensitive gaze, She shall know the mon- jYouder? He Ganced ather with surpeod y
rkt AL
"
Murderer!
seem to take up the refrain’ and
1@ dread word.
it he is going mad,
his mocbie |
Je the folded ha
that seeret fothe
y
resolution eros:
last insisted on _ Seeing the marriage ceremony “philip St-Aubyn, 1 have traveled all this| the bosom of ‘her poor, t he took there
wonran turns to the left, She passes along a nar- fantastic Shados vss over her face as she stands, her formed, orma Relyea and myself, | weary distance from the ‘South, from my from a folded paper ‘smal facet of letters, in
row walk, now hidden by the snow, trampling vat carpet, hor long hewn trill sleet ean aneah, | we were ‘cousin, snd there bad been a sort of | forsaken, desolated hemes T have walked from wn handwriting, and a tiny locket containing
the amall ‘shrubs that border it ruthlessly beneath | Yet carpet, her long bair trailing over her shoul-| understanding from our infancy thot some day |the city yonder, walked through the storm aud he own miniat are,
her feet with savage viniictiveness; ani pow sb io ders. her eyes fierce, ‘Site fixed on Re face | we should marr a not geny my dying | darkness, to where I knew you were. Do ‘With a low, glad ery of triumph he tossed them
Senclven 6 ing of the building, jutting out into a /f the man before her, Sho looks like a Nemesis. | father’s requesi—his command; I dared not con-| know why? I have come to confront you with | all upon the fre which glowed rand crackled on
spacious bay window. Fler presonce finds its way, at last, to the brain | fese the truth; it would have Killed ‘him, oniright, | your hidden crime. Not to attempt to take the) the marie hearth, ‘Thett he drew a long sigh of
hides up to this window with a cautions of the sleeper. He turnsuneasily upon the couch; | So Leould oniy eonseht: and before 1 had been | place which is lavfully mine, but to. show tis | relict, “No danger now!
glaneo around her, as though fearing pursuit, [a slight monn escapes his lips: he awakes with a home two hours 1 was ‘worn Molyea’s husband." |baper to the woman who. bears your name, the | “The rmetlecot o silken robe, the faint perfume
Sho turns the slat of the window and applies her | sudden start, and lis gaze fails full upon the in- |” You arg my husband!” woman whom you love-ha! hai Ha ‘To tear the’ of heliotrope aroused him. | He turned to teet bis
eye to the aperture, y for #. painter is her | trader. Gabrielie’s waice ‘was ne bitter ashate, iI from, your secret anvl sivful past and expose j wife, High bred a rand Deantiful, what comparicon
face, revealed. by the zee hgh th slips through | "She stands there before him like the ghost of his | | You are my lit ween her and east
the dead