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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1890, by NORMAN I. MUNRO, in the offee of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D, C, (Entered at the Post Opice, New York, as Second Class Matter.]
NORMAN 1, MUNRO,
Wand 16 Vaudewaer
Vol. VIII.
NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 22, 1880.
49995 Pag asc rm Ane marae} No, 872
After Long Years,
“O memories!
O past that is!”
‘Vatse number two—my enrd i fl
appllozite dente
Tanihe ive hind them, ‘had 1 ried,
And half a dozen more besid
And yet'Teanuot chose but sigh
For halt-filled cards in days gone by.
Halt-flled—until in ev'ry space
J read that one familiar name:
Strange this show be the very place
Whore six ing
A heart's dead Mopeys ae ‘romans,
Lie in those years, yur dance?
Timow that valee--what can It bet
years ago this very day.
Wharlfelong echoes seem to ftoat
‘Turough ev'ry bur, through ev'ry notel
Thear the wild valse-mu:
Above, benwath me, tid a
My feet the ol sweet measure kee}
‘My ears drink a, the aide BS eet ‘sonnd,
Be wiiai his this! ale,
‘The very mi
eens twas
Il, did you ask me? No, not
Only Just ane with heat Sat ‘glare.
Outside, pol anc! xt
Maybo4 should be calmer there.
Ye pass sto the soft star glow,
I passed six years ago.
For here [ stood where now I'stand,
“The full moon sailing overhead;
feel his clasp upon my ha
Thear the very words he said.
Fusjor, the faseion, and tre pala
lover nie to-uight age
© face that I may ne
O'tnuch that I shail feel no more,
What leagues there ig "ewist you and
or A space, of sea and shoret
what vices and thoughts have swept |
‘The lifo that is and might have been!
"The dance i is done, the musie dies,
‘And si ‘break the spel
° aeuine irae cand tear dinmped
‘a Fates as done its 00 welll
Till now Lad forsot
Tint once thad-and hose
IRENE
mistress and began to
nes wich se fad at
hand, her grin face clouded. with
an ontinous scowl.
Presently she turned to Irene
ond paket
on know any cause for
your mothers 1 turn to-night,
Miss Irene?
“Twas not with ber when the
replied Irene,
dedly.
Kl anything en sypleesant hap-
que
Pe etn Le
“Was there
nests whom you did not eke
The with
a puezled ai ne whieh she eas pow.
erless to conceal: but her attention
tras soon required by: Ben Lewis
who was slowly returning to con-
sciousness,
Unspenkably relieved that her
mother had revived from that
deuthly swoon, Irene seated her-
Self upon the bedsile and took tho
icy hands in hers,
ml them all away, mother,”
ler artes softly, “and let me watch
farion Lewis shuddered invol-
unitarity at the word
Please let me s rs 0
cannot leave you tore” plead.
Irene
‘Well, as ou
ied the uferers “and perk
fois as well, for Thave souethinig
to
LEWIS: —
The Mysterious Visitant of Boston Common.
BY BERNAR
‘Author of “ The Servant Girl's Crime;” “Little Blind
D HERBERT.
‘The Queen
Lub of Brides;
CHAPTER i
ITER,
“You tyr elim yours tonight, Tre
Te was t
a
ielodious voice ingly
which uttered these words,
h thrilled with maternal pride and, aa
yet one which ws
ie
aca
om Md lance atthe
iegtrenr a one, ie uustomed as she was to
‘Unectbennye, reamet tonen, turned quickly from
the toilet-table before which she stood
fronted her beautiful mother.
well preserved! mit on
Sill among the thirties, well p
dowed by nature with remarkable grace,
‘lived Lewis was sccounted one of the iii
‘and most.accomplished ladies in th
Piero wealth ny and aristoo toeratie pu in eng
Marion Maitland ba
SP mee taped Aim
=
ated by his courtly’ a
Iza by his fabulous wealth, Lad been
wooed Janu won aveny fron 00rd o af more or less
, and transplanted io ‘Aivorion it
thet sea ‘ie ‘ot ber youl
n years before the opening of our aa
usin ‘hid been blessed by the bir ofa cil
vely, fuir-haired danghter, who had gros
Sugongiied by every lxurya advantage ‘which
nl wenlth could shower upon le
2 spite of théidolnty which eairone her, Irene
had ot Deen spoiled; simple and sweet
lwomed Tike a fir exotic, and i
ms
ledged to be
ringed father, the idol of her proud
we jeynosure of all eyes scherever
are, fre arnt gallon
1 the lullowed ser
other" ear
he re this gi
@ maiden so Ys roared i
he mp the happiest_moment,
the crowning p a Aartion Leis fife o she
stool upor te rel ot ler daughter cba
on this the night of her
watched her as she p! faced! ole
the muses of rich Iuew which 8
aS
hi
re. white tee fa
ulone tips.
“ You fairly eclipse yourself to-night, Irene.”
‘The young girl turned from her mirror, and with
ude her snowy |
“Because Iam happy, Irene; happy beyond |j
dl the dark eves flashed a protid defiance, as it
ed, at sone imaginary fos whostuod really to
wrest her peace ‘and joy fi from her,
Irene noticed the look ‘and shuddered slightly,
She had seen her mother at times when it appeared
as thongh she were battling with the are,
himself, when she would ie for huts, pallid. a8
death, her ey 1 bands
frigid as ice,
Practiced phys cians met; consulte ited
“| as their panos sthat the Tay wa the vietiin of
a painful nervous distemp the fashionable
World ucceptod the verul
Marion Lewis herself atone understood the cause
these hours of age ian mental sufferi
ME,
Behe sealed her tm; veceret it her heart
tsand
Ble daughter se ul re
Year or more past the Indy had been vi
tated hoe husbandt wal
Pith ‘tke most encouraging hopes of her
ultimate recovery,
‘Aud now it was the night of Irene’s birthday,
and the elite of the city wera coming to tender
congratulations to the young queen who
that sumptuous iansion on
2
TarStamed Beacon Ht
All along the Tine of the Common elegant equi.
wean olid line, while @ne after anotli
= a ieposited |
© silken awn-
ie, Vith the low, seductive strains of distant music
sending in their ears, mother iter do:
ided the stately staircase arm
co through the sheen of a my: wails
tho incense of massed fowdra to meet Giolt
eirihthe hall below the pair were met by haughty
old Alfred Lewis, who, with hands that trembled
With repressed emotion, Jaid a star of faultless
Ginmonds upon bis daughter's neck, fastening it
beneath the masses of yellow hair
ain «f lesser brilliants, |
the nnsnilied name
ct Dear so grucetully, my darling,” be sai.
Tow, gl ni other's as and n of them noted fel Tool of
* Marion baw Knee the fait bre reve aad eid the nt ied aa rion ev ce
ttl fiche might | mos impetnosity with whic
us tay of a v3 Dene ale ese with | fam fron the nvenice of rie lace in which fe had
po)
Ves, per klon ‘hate, she 1 ‘tinted chee!
and the graceful fignre set off by that marvelous
comtume of vor wii and priceless
Irene,” should spoil yon be
ond nihope of een were I to tell you
how lovely you are to-night!”
Sant yout too are heavtiful,” replied Irene, wit
a fond lance at the queenly head through: the
which diamonds wi
er, YOu Arg More beau-
tiful to-night then I have ever seen you!”
become enttangied,
Then the reception began, and the hight was
for advanced ere rene con ud’ tear herself
from the torrent of yed words and vac’
well-wishes {int wae showered upon her, and lying
ley Mertou’s arnis, float down the al ¢
room in a delirfous waltz.
to be nvied roung.
unblem shed
Hartley Merton was a man
han sone wealthy, the bearer o|
name, he had met with no impedini ‘one in his suit
For tie hand ana heavt of Irene. donviows frien
[bad often told lim that he was au actual contra-
gl
Alice Scofield," Ete.
jous
struggled 0 onbravel ly for the sake of | of
diction to the adage that the course of true love
never teasemocate and Hartley. had given one of
his good-natured laughs and told them that his
course notrim yet and he wou! jd ot ‘be ane
swernblo for aecidants by thie wa
Ho was quite coufident of | su uiccess, however;
is night when for the first
time he held. ‘nerf 70 i is close embrace while the
Seductive mennres of the dance Pulsed through
big blood, ont he
ar happy,
‘And she gave iin ‘ner anserer with one glance
from her frank, lovely e
hey. fli away ‘to their. hearts! content,
and the ‘eam world exchanged well ‘bred
lances, which w mel ag 40 sa, “LE wil
1, and ‘about as well assorted, a
‘could be made.”
Just asthe clocks struck the hour of, midnight
im the
Irene chanced to cross the spacious eutrance-lil
in passing fi heated gla
to the conservatory,
egenrcely had the pair reached the center of the
lure of the bali-room
hall when they weresrrested by # sudslen last of
ating befor
taking a note Fron
‘who stood under
ie open door
weer, nondeser
he gne-light of tho vest tile.
Hie of Tren the rtrange messenger star!
lle the slouctied iat he ‘ore: hastily over hia
ce, id Cursing, Iurried down the Rtepe. end
was instantly lost in the crowd of idlers congre-
gated before the house,
Somewhat surpried by this singular proceed.
Trene remained where sho was until tie foot-
ei had closed the doos anit eame towards her.
Isi te, Ro @ inquired inam access
teas por less 10 control
ied
"the man replie note
for your mother.””
“Oh, very well,” she sai ad better
| deliver it ak once; “it may be something of impor-
ance.
Sten with an encouraging smile to ber cavalier,
16 passed on into the conservator;
the fow minutes of happiness that remained
to them that night the lovers nt thein-
selves. forgot he strange, remtaive charnete
baie midst for that moment, and
axqui payne in each other's societ;
Tee ancidenty fait her hand epon her
panion’s arm andl half rose from her seat beneath
the @ great fan-like palm in an attitude of intense
a
tad a
“what is that?
1? she wi hispered
ing?” demanded Hart-
ih
“What is what, un
ley Merton.
“ Dowt you hi
«“Thear nothing put—stay! By Jove, what is
the matter?
He also bad efiarted to his feet as the num of
voices, low at first but rapidly rising into a wild
crescendo of excitement, smote his ear,
‘Something dreadful must happened,”
gasped Irene, starting
factiey wan-at hevaie as th fhe bat
and app th leading into the ball-
room, wl ey people hig hil her
ot
il see
| and thither. cr raw iO geile into littl
converse in'ex
With a dull dread making her heart faint, Irene
rust. her way into the crowd,
father, wine’ ef ner omnazoment, raised his avins as
thongh to ward her off, ct
“ You cannot,
dead, her proud, handsome face distorted with an
unuttered horror, beads of icy perspiration upon
her forcheail, and in her clenched hand
Straight before them, with folded arms, stood the same oe man! Irene stifled a cry and clung t) her companion with apprehensive dread.
and witha deep sigh she fell ba
lapeedt
T wish to say to
When. the servants bad retired,
Marion Lewis raised herself in th
passionate tomes, Irene, Jock tt
ing eves! Tell mie if yomlove mes”
Oh, mother, what
i exclaimed the’ aston
Ah, but answer me, Irene.”
Gp course; Llove you dearly”
“Are there not times when a—
a something creeps into your mind
and you think—'
ie paused, overcome with sup-
Pressed emotion.
“When Lthivk what, mother?
thed Irene.
it you do not love me quite
as well?”
“My darling child! Ob, Irene
Irene, love your mother, jove ‘er
7 it isa holy love.”
i oratact ate relaxed,
in eilenoe—
ai
whieh the mysterious stranger had handed the
footman at tiie door,
It seemed that the: man bad sought his mistress
anal handed her the note where she stood, beneath
chandelier m1, the center of a
nthe ball
Bronprot friends
Marion Lewis had taken the missive, a light, |s
less smile upon her lips, and bad Lrokeu the
car
seal
‘The as lightning, had come a change
whieh | Thad siete er observers,
She turned death le, utter ry that
sotued as thowgin te had been wrung fron a soul
meyers reeled and fell senseless before thems
all,
Ere the excitement attendant upon this strange
catastrophe had in the Jeast subsiled, Irene had
flung herself beside her mother, calling frantically
m her to look up and Uspeala to her, chafing her
fey bande and su i back from the
elaumy
+ Moi look up! It is I, Irene! Oh,
meveifat’ Heaven, “what ba’ Lappenea toy
mother!”
my hips xed sand
gray lips fixed and dumb,
Realy bands raised the ura
ADPY Indy an
her np to her chamber, Treng. ealkiig. by. her
mother’ holding. tie convulsively clenched
han a she co
Crusted w.scrap of payer,
Atlaxt, when they Va Utaid Marion Lewis upon
her bed aud bad hin nway t pion the
maids, Irene belt son _ van ‘Tockenied te erainp-
ed flogers, ther ssing herself of the
Quickly she smoothed ont the damp creases of
augpape ant turned np the g:
ie Wor jel her eves rested
inan slegant hand, were as follow:
“Th ted jown at last. You will
grant mo au interview. tomorrow morning at
floven, and you will meet me alone. ML. Wo"
upon, written
CHAPTER IL,
A MYSTERIOUS CHARACTER,
So then this dear, fond, indulgent mother had
some dark secret upon her soul, some skeleton
der et which her-loving duughtei
“Can this account for all the nervous agony she
ng suffered for so many yerrs?” Irene asked her-
r had never
ha;
er’s eyes remained closed, and the
to-night?”
sight of
1e doo
« Well—w
“Well,
“Tdo not
fainted
The
doubt,
sake
who
stalk forth,
is bead wherwon the iasenstble fort inl Geen
eh mother, i¢ vour for yen
hy you should Ihave let me share te tan des
wit
Marion Lewis that these | st
For
wonltot her child fellon dent cars for had ahe
heard them they would Lave stricken ler dead
with korror and remorse,
Seureely had Irene tinie to conceal th
ous note ming the Ices. that. shmeuted ler
the
ysteri- | bes
Jreneslept Inte that morning, and itae leony
truck her,
her pillows,
tober da
spoke again,
**Teotll sleep a little now, Irene,” she raids it
you, would consent some
leste to watch by me.”
Voaseilt nor Jet me “Etay with you, mother”
ciBe, dears I prefer that you sho
jeep, Fou can Tetween nag and htt
me ‘here—good-night, Was Hartiey nice to you
ne he forced a smile
found
and sho reqnired tuit-a single sign from Irene to
0 ab once to her masters
Celest m Lew
be vie pallid face q Shivering with
¥
oe ‘madam,
‘Then come ere," What do you think? Who
do you suppose
‘*Teoui ae ne
co chon amy pat
“] cannot gay
elit
‘iMark Warton, mad
Se Warton tae thie hou, ine ths coun try
after so many years! Grand
‘yenchwonuin,
Lewis hastenes
all, but d bave received a note from
is in?
“Tenet ‘only knows, Celeste; I lost it when
ter reading itv”
man’
* Oly, Celeste—Celeste!™
lady, you hai
troub le years azo; hel
con husbandt vt honors me, for the child
Jow
That at this late day tine sola ee sho
uearest and dearest
‘Batam hacnisass "tint one rate resort,” snid
it
Celeste, with awful significance; ‘it is a sure es-
cape weal ait danger is passed.” t
davion Lewis groaned aloud, and ghuslderingly
red her face with her tgembling barns
oe Merciful Heaven,” she Drea it coma
to that at Inst?”
“ Perhaps not, mas
“But if | dnd sisele ntea down and brought
to buy—ther ce
"The potion, madam."
With a vivlent xhiver,
1 poor Irene, €
to take rest and would
uid take what
Kiss.
to her wan face, but poor
ya nod, £0 choked was
close to the door,
sprang up in
xcite
‘she breathed lnoarsely
it shut!
us been
hom shoud T most dread to
unless it be”
fam.”
k Warton, Celeste:
feu!” gasped thie
suy he has been in this honse,” Marion
tosay; 1 have hot meet, hint ng
lank countenance clouded with
wailed t]
fortunate
2 hie
me now. Help ne fer tbe
Gud, 1 had rather die thaw
to horrity ai
though an fey binst had
farion Le: ret down among,
anit thus the wien ‘dawn ofthe Oc
ped in npoty her and upon the grint
Frenchworau sitting bolt upright
bosom, ere hurried footsteps sounded in the bail
tl :
seho had been suminoned to their mistress enter. Cane gid consulted the dat ay Hime-piece
cal, head! by a tall, stint muneaiet w “The a
iron gray hair and a pair of repulsive nthe
ones Soman ras known in the shoud Ler al eh Amit
Les
inappropriate name of Cries 1
or
re, Irene! H twa + in the hall.
My Merton in ,Heaven'snane, take her away! | in England i ceria ins tne ate ha aeeon: Nid ircase she met the footnn
be sacl wi te re panied et her voung mistress to America when she "hh Mal noha “thw door to. the ityicerus
re tore hin detaining
Paice ot i wane
formed around Kone oliject extenited
jet vt ah upon the floor, just bene
handelie:
eTheol ‘object was none other than the hostess of
the evening, Mrs, Aifred Lewis, lying apparently
sath the | alw
stranger on
ie Tren
lace!” she
d, she dashed into
the miele before.
youn felva strong Fetnignance for wr
sey i showed f
mmoned her w
fea na ner attacks, of
hat ax
ce aml
Be
rus ulferin
‘wervonis prostration,
st Her
#
2
“On Ula particular night she went Se once to ber
Has not
“Oh, no,
prise at the
Bor Sunrineuher, Mies
upon which was
Rover she asked.
rene.”
t mother left ite room this morning?
mise.” replied the man, ip evideut sur
avestion,