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Chapter NumberIII - V
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Full Date1869-05-01
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Newspaper TitleThe Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 - 1933)
Trove TitleThe Lawyer's Story: An American Tale: In Five Chapters
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. An American Tale


" Within a year Henry Gordon died, and Evo was free. Our unholy union was then mudo legal and sanctified by the Church. Wo were married in an old church in England, and thenco went to Italy, where two years later our only

child was boro.

" But Evo was never again tho Eve of other years. She faded slowly away. In vain I ex- hausted every energy to cheer and comfort hor. The memory of the past pressed on her with in- supportable weight, and hor gentle soul sought refuge from the storms of tho world where the weary find certain repose.

" From timo to timo hor mind reverted to tho religious instructions of earlier years, and once she mot in Florence a clergyman whom she had known in America, and ho carno to our rooms and talked gently and pleasantly with her. I watched with joy tho return of color to her face as tho comfort of a certain faith for the future took tho placo of the miserablo doubts and glooms with which my philosophy had sur-

rounded her.

" Perhaps had she lived longer she might havo saved mo. Perhaps had ihe been left to mo I, too, might havo faith where now all is doubt might have hope where now I but wander hope- lessly.

" Sly joy at hor returning cheerfulness was without foundation. Sho was not to be with mo any longer, and tho gloom which still surrounds mo began to settle on my road.

" Evo was sick. A fever had seized on her, and I thought sho would die. I employed all tho skill of Naples, but the disease increased ond hopo ended with the Bunsot of tho fourteenth night. That long, long night of agony ! Morn- ing broke dimly and greyly in tho east. I had not moved from her Bide for seven days. She looked up at me, raised her arms and wouad them around my neck, and drew mo convulsively down to her and buried my head in her bosom, while sho spoke hoarsely and faintly and with

difficult utterance.

" ' Walter, do you remember my mother? I saw her in a dream just now, and, Walter, I shall never seo her again in dreams, never in life, but I Bhall seo her soon, very soon, in hea- ven. Walter, eay ' Christ have mercy on me.' That's the first prayer your lips have uttered in years. Mother was weeping, Walter, and she pointed towards Eve, and looked so sadly and mournfully ! Oh, be careful of Evo, Walter. Guard her as you would mo if I were loft yon. I am going now. Eve, Evo, my darling Eve

love him-lovo him-Walter-Eve-Eve-Wal- ter-Christ have mercy on us-take-care-of


" Sho was dead, and I was desolate.

"The occurrences of tho next four years I will pass over. Perhaps it was only accident, hut thrco times during those years I had met Joseph Gordon, and each time had a collision with bim of moro or less soverity, and each time ho avowed that ho was pursuing mo with a de- termination to bo rovonged, as well on mo as on my dead wife, whom his hato yet pursued bo yond tho grave. I became exceedingly nervous about this, and after tho death of Evo I left Naples and sought concealment in Germany.

" I mado up my mind to lead a retired and quiet lifo, if I could find a place where nothing would remind mo of the sorrowful past.

" I loved that child with all tho passionate, mad lovo I gavo her mother. I wandered with hor till wo reachod tho Rhine. Wo roraainod a week at Cologne. One ovening, iu the street, I mot a party of English gentlomon and a uumbor of Americans. I knew the faco of ono of them -it was Joseph Gordon. That night I loft Cologne. I was followed. Sly boat was attacked. I fought desperately, but wus loft bleeding on the dook, and Evo was gono when my senses re-


" From that timo to this I havo been unablo

to gain any traces of my child. For several years I did nothing but search for her. You may conceivo how vain was such a search. Sho was stolon from mo by a man who had no homo, no rcsidonce, no friends. Ho was never heard of in Amorica oftor thaf, and I only know that my child and myself were somewhere in tho broad world together, but wo havo nover mot. I I Sly Boarch becamo a monomania. I travelled tho

world over and over again, with tho mero chance that in somo streot, some city, or somo wilderness I might light on a traco of her. You may im- agine tho effect which th s ouo object of life had on a man of my temporament, and the follies it led mo to commit. But :ny soorch was in vain. Tho Gordons havo beon well revenged.

" I carno home. I mean to America. My father's fortune, had, by somo ohauges in tho value of îoul ostato near the city, becomo enormous. Sly mothor's brother had died leav iug mo a million. I wai wealthy beyond ordinary counting, and I was miserable. Now, I confess to you, lifo bogan to bo a torture. I rosolvod to bury myself in solitude and study. How woll I have succeeded you may judge from the fact that for ten years I havo lived alono in this house, most of tho time in this room.

" Do not ask mo what has occurred to disturb this quiet. Perhaps it was a dream, for sho visits mo in dreams. Perhaps it was a notion I have had that I am to die boforo long, and that I owo Evo tho promiso I mado her to tako care of her child. Porhaps it is thoyoaruing tender- ness to look on roy own offspring, to hear tho

words of a child's affection beforo I die out of the world in whioh I havo beon bo useless, so

worso than useless.

" Porhaps it is the lovo of adventure, of ex citoment, or perhaps a littlo of all theso together. Enough that my desires aro aroused. I must renew the soaroh. I need a friend, counsel, ad- vice, assistance. Help me. Eve is living. My heart tells mo that, though my reason may doubt it. If you will encourage me to believo sho can be found I will go tho earth over to find her, hold her for ono moment ia my arms, or if it must bo I will only look ono instant into her oyos (Evo's eyes), and thon go to her mother

and tell hor sho is safo."

To recover a child for a fathor who had been tho seducer of tho mother, for this, in fnct, was tho sum of all this story, was a task that I did not covot. Besides this, it was totally out of tho lino of professional employment. But ho did not ask this. He, in fact, only asked a friend, and friendly couiiBel. And whon I had peno trated tho folds of his mind, and learned that undor that strange, wild garb wa3 a warm heart yearning to atono to tho dead mother, tho early dead, for all tho wrongs ho had brought on her, and to oboy her dying command to take caro of her child, that child whoso namo with his own formod tho last swoct sounds of those

beloved lips, sounds that yot lingered in all tho

air that bo breathed in nil couutries and at all

times, I began to bo ready to assÎBt him in ac- complishing this doaire ; and at length, promis- ing him my aid us it might bo from time to timo available, I loft my now friond to his louosomo


Tho inoidonts iu this story aro hardly to bo considered professional incidents. Tboy rather como to my knowlodgo in a professional capaoity, and it is for this reason that I havo chosen to relato them as a lawyer's story. Sly own con- nection with tho inoidonts was from timo to time during a poriod of sovoral yoara aftor this.

I did not at first direct tiny special attention to tho matter. But at Mr. Ashmun's requoBt I examined tho will of Houry Gordon, whioh was provod in tho Surrogate's offico iu Now York city. It was in some rospoots ourious, and I waa led by its examination to look into the state of his property at tho timo of his doath. A serios of discoveries, which it is not necessary to reoite hore, induced mo to boliovo that ho had property in - County. Among other ¡toms I loarnou that a lawyor named Whitstono, n resident of that county, had transacted his business, and was in fact tho confidential friend and advisor of both tho brothors. On dircoting a search to the olork of - County I had returned a trust deod, executed by Gordon to the same Whit

stone, for the settlemonf nf «« »

Stephen Gray, theToÄ &* * wife of Henry Gordon Ihad 1J hSrofEve, parents wore dead before her fe that b

Ashmuu, and that thoy had dmT 'Uro *"h

property This trust de^d was al'f^g *> C£ aA7Athke ^^PP^ranee of he *>' a

.nÄÄ:;öi srt,the ^

shutters of Ins window where ^het "" cl° « to seo his face on a ploasimt _£*««. «=«d spring Urne, when ho was wont to s, " Si'n the

them on tho shady sidewalkasAl lTb

to the door of the schoolhouse rT,? yeais now had the old man occupied tW "ty and taught tho ullage bovs and T", i r00m

first ste-ps toward "knowledge "A "ï," schoolmaster's influence had ârcad, been ""í* wide, and ho was proud of his hfn-I ld as any statesman of his hard earned W?i°ttd his achieved triumphs For had he not h a °î his boys in many lands» Was not fh« i.dof book on his table a volume wnttT t ° fi,ne '

ho had taught till ho Turto ' o , Ie0üaVdhd01?

not tho fiist pago of the book eontam n ,d'd mony of the boy's love and loi u» "2k,te \ And had not Stephen Gray beenna" ed ""_ halls of learning, and evon m the nat.ona C« gross ? There was a woin old newspaper ,"^

drawei, carefully p.escrved, wheremT. Í

of the speech of hie most bnlhant scholar S ho had read ovei and over the passage m"u the orator told the men of his nation taatThot were the principles ho learned from hu »eZi master in the up country

Peacefully had Stephen Gray labored, «. after working well it appeared now that the tim» wob como when he might tako his rest HefTu that ho needed it, and was not unwilhn» to li» down lho school houso was open m°biu the boys wero not called in , and tho villa»,. »lri! gathered for a little while oach moram» at tW school room, and wept while Susan Qrav iri,i them of tho old man > l0M

Gentle Susan Gray' Tho memory of her winning loveliness comes baok like a breeze of spring on a summer's day Sho was a slender girl, with dark brown hair and dark blue eve«

Her cheeks were of the peaoh hue that is .0fte>t and most beautiful, w hile her chin and forehead were rounded in that perfection of contour which wo sometimes see in the old paintings of Samt Cecilia Sho was not called beautiful, but very very lovely Tho boys loved her in her girl. hood. The young men loved her in her maiden hood Tho children looked fondly and «milmgly up at hor in tho street, and tho old men blessed her for an angel, as she was, flitting across their dim visions But she had not smiled now for seven days JuBt so long had Stephen Gray been lingering whero the roads parted, uncertain which to take And now ho was uo longer hoBitatmg or doubtful, but was pa« nig wiftly

by the dark road of death

The light in the room was very dim, for the heavy wooden Bhutters wore closed Only a ray streamed through a crescent shaped orifice and foil on the carpet near the side of the bed on which lay the giant form of the chool master His eyes wero closed, but ti e occa sional twitching, convulsive movement of his lips indicated painful thoughts Hi* grandchild knelt bj a chair at the head of the bed Old Mr Johnson, the clergyman stood on his 1 ft Mrs Duncan, the Scotch lady with whom he had lived for two score years, waa at the foot of tho bed Mrs Whitnc), tho te t friend of Susan Gi ay, sat on the light side of the oldman

and hold ono of his wa«ted hands in hers

" M) little one," murmuied the thin lips of tho dying schoolmastei

Susan sprang to his sido, and a his eve» oponed they rested on that counten mee with a joy that seemed to shine out of them as if ho fancied he wero already lookmg into tho face of a seraph

" My little one, my darling bird, the old man's hour lins como , and boforo the sun »hines on tho gi avo of my son under tho church wall I shall bo with him in the quiet pla es of the bettoi country "

lhcio was a quaintncss in the cspre ion

which reminded all of thom that the old ímu's

love of quiet was Ins teacher when he thought

of heaven

"Dom Susy, come closer to me while I whisper to you I had a dream ju t now I thought I was with bun and with mother she was not old nor sad oyod nor feeble, but she was young aud fair as in the good da) s of o ir routh, and she was bright oyod and shining as the peoplo of that country all aro, and while I looked at her I awoke, and your face w is over mine, and oh, how like to hoi faco both here ra tho old time and thero in my dream . lou aro beautiful, ni) little child, and vet tho da\ will come when your beaut) will be dust and tho o dear tresses that ho now on the old man > cheek w ill be hidden out of sight But what grand times wo will havo then, nu Susy, in the good country ' Heaven is closo to us, dear, and 1 am stepping now across its borders i et this was heavon, too, and the faces around nie were pleasant and-and-and"

" Su«an," Bald tho old man, after a long pause -" Susan, tho boys havo been here this morn ing again, havo the) not ' I am gluJ the boys lovo mo It is pleasant to d10 out of a placo whoio ono is lovod, and go to a place whir all is love Love-lovo' Yea, I thank Gol for tho hope, through Jesus Christ our Lorl

The voice of tho dying teaehor grew strong and bold 03 ho uttered the last word' and he lifted himsolf 111 his bod " Open the .Imiter a littlo more, if your plcaso, Mis Duncan

Tho beautiful light flushed his face with un wouted radiance, and ho gazed out of the win dow at tho corner of tho little school house, which stood noxt to his own, and at the elm trco which hung ovor it Tho fir t fro t bail touchod tho loaves, and some of them wen tau ing A group of boys stood near the door, looking sadly up at tho shutters a» thtv were thrown open Tho old man knew ther were there, though ho did not see them out w thought and thought till hu brain nehed wini

his sorrow , T

"Oh, I shall not boo thom agira' * am sorrowful exceedingly, now , for I am '«Tn¡ all that I lovo, and when shall woirect agun

Then, ns if ho know that his vuakne's tra somowhat childish, ho changed suldenlv, « oxclmmod, somowhat harshly, tlon im shuttors-closo them tight Let °0,ta""j light como aoross my vision lau in-

gham effaced all tho joy my dream bia wit

For an hour after that ho lar silent, Îbut

thoro was a visible alteration in his ">PPMW°". His featuies a«auuied an unnatural 00» auu his eyes wero opened from tim0 .t0 V nn t0 ovidoutly without seeing Then he t>t.

murmur something, at Ant indistinctly dm« , length in a clear, full voice, and th« reco a «. passages of Holy Writ But, as lu «a ^ Ins voice began to break H>* fennce S.n¿ indistinct, ho paused, opoued h\< e* . stared fixedlv at Susan, muttored He enai ¡^ my coutenanco and sondoth ino ownv

hand was raised foi a moment to tin. m» tho fair girl, and ho sought to Werf ht r «1 last word-, but his utterance failed 111m Stophon Gray was gone to his win »nQ *

rest in n quiot place , 5aw

I remained at - three dar . "«

Stephen Giay's body committed to the cana

which ho had walked so many yo»« »" \ these days I had not been idle in » v '£" h about the Gordons, but I found that all * «cn rosultod in but one ond, to «it, tb* nf¿'d bcia consulting Whitstoue, the lawyer who lisa

tho aduser of tho two brotlurs "mesas

Ho was an old practitioner, »'"irP,°t1,r found an axe newly ground, and I have u na It ouB( that sort of sharpnoss vory much lue iu

m its liability to Eave its edge ««ed or bro« by contact With any hard substance tha*>

a little He was a fair spocimon of a eis .ftj_ lawyors whose namo is legion, www f fc sional triumphs aro on technicalities, au whom the perfection of legal acumen 1

ing largo bill« of costs, or in defending crim

oharged with petty larcony. ]1h} &

I found my man in a den »"'^^goodlv office, garnished wi.h a few ohairs^ 6 ¿ array of books around tho wall«, ana »

"to what baa-once been black cloth, »'"" Tow anUs of oil and mt A glance 1"' *l ? toldI mo I had a hard subject to deal ,t bia face tom«»

*'th "tmduced mysolf I stated briefly my

jrsrmg io "dl"fBh J an idea that with this ^H best effect my object by bold ques

msnl '"Tot question if ho could inform mo h°niaÍccBino of Mr Gordon ho rephod by a H°h,cbMr Gordon?"

Itflffi» olgaot in the inquiry ?»

rT.g,«.nlv I unve olarße Pr°Pcrty about ,CC5 m mi "inda, wllicl1 » to raTOrí H

' daughter of Sir Gordon's brother's wife, if

^A'Toc's it anse ? I did not know she

, - tr^nlthv relatives "

tdV^ Ss know that Mrs Gordon was

I a«ccond time and that she died in B,, leaving child surviving hei Her rl, j , «till living, but has lost his child

Sb|ftoV» of course not new to you I

i, Z a ¿tain whether I can make it for your »Z to aid in restoring the child Mr Ash "" ff altby If yo» aro not already retained ?°Vr Gordon so closely as to prevent your

, iml. I think I can mako it an object for

«id 112 "1L . ,,

t0u to be on our side

I think not

T i, off no such porüon as you speak of I

serer even known that thero was suoh a «r on os i younger Eve Ashmun "

FTdo not think I mentioned any such por

said I fixmg my eyes on his face, which 1 ti ¡bW tokens of his chagrin at having L , "ne 1 his mark in naming the child

Ah-yes-I-thought you said tho child's .me tos the «arno as the mother's I havo Le recollection of Mr Ashmun when ho was , «mu» ann But I know nothing of him or of the Gor lons of lato vears After the elope rent of Henry Goi don's wife she was never leard of o»ain by husband or brothor "

\erei ' Nerer

Bo you happen to know the present resi Kn\ of Joseph Gordon?"

\o I nevei heard of him aftei his removal from tki» place '

I be' your pardon, but from youi certainty Hut hts"si6ter was never heard of I gathered H you must have seen him from time to Ihe coolness of my intimation that I did not leliete kim staggered tho man I hastened to sid Mr Whitstono, wo may as woll undei ¡ iû each other You know where Eve Ash nia » if y°u wl'itc" mo ."? wl" Pay y°u ton tutes your demand If you will not, I must fad ter without vour aid "

Iryit sneered Whitstone, "and wo will Hi leo o arm is strongest yours to find, or cor to conceal '

So be it But before I loave you lot mo me rou ft hint I did not como hero with any tope to «ecuro your servicos I wished only to h trono fact, whether Evo Ashmun -was alno cr dad lou have not boon keen enough to tone al that und I am porfoetly contont with fie r suit of this interview "

And w th this result I was forcod to bo con Mat I r t irncd to Now York and comuiuni csted (o i hmun the success of my inquiries It but aroused him to greitor anxiety, and in deed to su h insanity a nado me anxious about tit result but bix months of vain search

end linn igain, and I forgot him, except h îHa I occasionally called for an horn to talk t rta li w or when ho rushed furiously into my o* e t th «ame whim in his hoad that I hud to t tout of it

Chameb IV

I have already intimated that this stoiy is )t tnctly a professional stoiy, but is ono with iïckl beeamo acquainted m tho piaotico of tveprof sion It has ah eadv beon seen how Ueaetno part I havo taken m it, and indeed W S ttl of tho lan yoi has appeared nceessai y -theil torr A somewhat romarkablo occui. ." e 1 J ino to a professional acquaintance rta other ictora in it, aud to a final olueida Laof th«. mystery winch hung around thofato

Er \ «hmun

A roui g m in who had been a student in my c -e tas a signed by the court to defend a man

ittel for minder It was a curious cubo liol citizen had been knocked donn in tho ! Ht a d lobbed of valuablo papéis and was Í ai dving on the pavement Ho lived only L i enough to deenbo his assailant, ind tho fit ¡non ing a man named Thompson was ar "? edbvlh police as fully answering thedescnp t 3of th«. miuderoi Withal ho hod blood on

v « eere« and a slung shot in his pocket, and -werid incoherently when questioned Tho cie wa« strong ugain»t lum Iho Grand Juiy »« t in csion und ho was indicted the day after 1 w orr te 1 and w as arraigned the uext day , J-ionhu «titing that ho w ns a stranger w ithout i e li or nionev, tho court assigned counsol foi

T ail 1 is plea being entored ho was re mded W ltlnn a few days ho was supplied » 1 funl« and directed the young mun who was t- mu «el to retain othoi and older counsel, and to iir no e\pen=o in obtaining hi« acquittal

?" toi cune to me and bogged mo to forego I I tuli I h id long adopted, not to hn^c onj t m' to do with criminal practice Athis urgont c r I consented to aid him in the defence, and

»atwth llln, t0 8C0 tu0 llmn

jhompeon wis a bioad shouldcicd brawny

br who«o stout limbs would have mado lum » f W 1 antagonist in a fair fight and on looking "fcolr peuted that I had accepted his le j} er U had a bad face a villainous face s t oa conversing with lum I becaino half satis

__ J of Ins innocence and on loaming that tho j11 d re 1 mau s pocket book was not tnkon, and

1 11 tole i papers wero rotnrnod in a few days }- 'Jgb Hie post ofhee, I became convinced that JNnp on coul I havo had no concern in tho =?** Beile all this ho averred his pel feet T-e> foi trial, and his ability to establish ~a ' o c eirly that thero could bo no doubt « J « aeqirnt ii We accordingly prepared for - lr al i in ediately, and within foui weeks Hi "rrtSt ho WK9 on tml

'oad an interview with his chiof witness tho j-"' pr c ding the trial I had somo difficulty £ Waining sight of him, but it did not occur

"oe till afterward that ho avoided mo luton

¡j Whuj I did seohimit was in ihomp

| till and without light, except tho dim ,. "rom the gating In this gloom ho struck J" ä a 'j' companion in countonanco for my

Ho was a jail, finely formed man, M with considerable elegance, and was t< «ed tomo as Captain Jamison Here ^»tedhimself asan Englishman of wealth lui wuo was in tho city accidentally c «¡P on was his servant and tiavolhug valot, j, Mtotura a gort of American dragoman tti "enl?S, Previous to his arrest, that is, tho W d ° murdor, ho waa on a boat on the wain i cotmu6 ftom albany, with Thomp V*T t C0!nPany »a usual He did not reach »Um ' Bomo 81X nours aftor tuo murd°r i c* i.mitted ^nothor Borvant was prepared H 7f°rato Ins tostimony, and would bo in Ut a trmI Xhl9 «eemed to bo satisfao

er,". ^ parted t0 meet »n tho court-room e a«t morning

lue tllat cromná ABhmun carno to my

'-"uri'a' ut(in mm f°r 80rae wooka, and was

iri M , " "»usual animation "«M »the nowa?'

1;«a on the track at last " li M how so?'

in i bce,a 9ll0t at "> n'gl»t "

..aT,,? T0U twnk Benoît Bhot will speed you,

« tllue S'« up the search in this world Is

butl' D0 Don't you understand? Thoro

5 °'l man in tho world that would Bhoot

lt mu" bo "ear Seo I I kept tho pistol G3 j ls tao onlj messago I kavo had from t,oirnv?fy,car3 But ! Pt"* it Do you

IW i0 a9 been attempted oneo before? ' W beard nothing of it "

»a. ze Vlreo n'ghts ago, a man about my *. twi,i,W ?J08tlecl »gainst moon tho pave

r ter \ °/eo tllat nearly drovo mo into tho c'&elaT,t° T0 somo experience of mj way list ». ' s m sueb cases It waa very inuoh »*ïîtiT Pn"" F Bcquaintaneo began I turned li»mcdI,& ° catch tho eooundrel'a arm as

u a blow at my hoad with a abort club

He howled as I twisted his arm in its socket. I don't think he will uso it ogain in a hurry. Surprised, and in fact rendered usoless by the twist I gave him, he took to his heels. I should havo supposed the collision accidental, but when .this pistol ball carno into my library window last night I began to think Gordon was about, and I strongly suspect ho designe my murder."

"Eor what possible motive can ho do so ?"

" Did you not tell Whitstono that I had mado

a will in Eve's favor ?"

" I did."

" He will murder mo and marry Eve, who is wholly in his power. Or, worse than that, ho would destroy us both, and secure my fortuno to himself by a will which ho would get Eve to make. I con see through it all, in a dozen dif- ferent points of view."

?" I doubt it ; it is too horrible."

"I tell you, Blackstone, I know my man. He is one of tho vilest scoundrels that the world over produced. Such men make mo boliovo

thero is a hell."

"Well, you must go to-night. I have a murder case to-morrow, and I wish to bo ready."

" A murder case ? I will como and ace you try it. Who knows how soon you may bo do feuding some one for the murder of your friend

Ashmun 1"

" I will play tho traitor and lot him hang, if I dream thero is tho remotest possibility of his guilt of such a crime."

" Not so. Save him if you can, oven though ho bo Gordon himself, and let him livo for mo to haunt him. If I could but bo a ghost ; if I could but got rid of this weight of flosh ¡ if I could but bo here, youdor, overywhero, with the speed of thought; if I oould but- Black- stone, iu pity biro somo dog to kill mo. I wish I were dead now. I will stand at my window to-night tobo shot at. I will light tho room, open tho shuttors, and-will that bo Biiicido ? I am sick, tired, weary of all this. Good-night I I ara going. Good night I If I could but fiud

her !"

I saw that ho was in ono of his strango moods, and I dared not let him go home alono ; so I mado him sit down, and I strove to calm him.

" I know not why it is," said he, " that I have been so restless of late. I havo boon strongly improssod with the idea that my child ia near mo, and that I am soon to eco her. Oh, my friend ! could you but know tho glory of that vision which haunts my niomory ! Could you but sleep my sleep and dream my dreams I Could you but see my doad wife in her rnogni ficent beauty-hut look into tho unfathomable blessing of her eyes-but henr tho music of hor words of perfect affection-and know that all this was onco yours, but may uevor bo yours again-never! never!-you would know tho terriblo meaning of that word, ' novcr.' Tho world is]full of mocking beauty. Tho sky weighs mo down as if it woro a load on my shoulders. The wind shrieks in my ears. Tho sunshine burns into my soul. Eor sky, air, and sunshino were ouco tho joys of our young lives, and thoy aro now witnesses of nil the bitterness that curses me. But it is nearly over. This pre- sentiment, if you so chooso to call it, is so strong that I am not doubtful, but certain, that I shall find Evo toon. Do you think-do you think it may bo in another world ? I had not thought of that before. Who knows ? Your idea may

bo right."

" My idea ?"

" It was your suggostion when I carno in."

I talked with hiin for an hour, and sont him home with a servant. Ho laughod at tho cau- tion, but I insisted, and ho yiolded.

Tho next day I was engaged iu tho trial of Thompson.

Tho case for (ho prosecution was mado out without much difficulty. Wo oross-oxaininod witnesses but little, trusting entirely to our proof of abseuco from tho city, which wob


I had examined tho first witness, who waa tho othor servant of Captain Jumison, and whose testimony was clear and satisfactory. At tho moment that wo called Jamison to tho Btaud, and whilo tho clerk was administering tho oath, I felt a hand on my shoulder, mid looking up saw Ashmun taking a chair behind mo. Ho nodded, and I acknowledged his presence by ii smile, when I was startled at tho chango in his counteunnce. Ho wns staring over my »houldor toward tho witnesses' seat, and his gozo became intense for an instant ; then a smile of apparent oxultation passed over his face, and ho leaned ovor to mo und whisporod :

" You havo him at Just." " Whom ?" " Gordon." "Where?"

" That man on tho stand."

" Gordon I Impossible ! It is Captain


" Ah ! his mothor's name. Blackstone, I can't be mistaken ; that man is Joseph Gor-


Like a thunder-stroko carno over mo tho idea

that this might bo truo. It oxplained tho wholo mystery of tho murder. Tho victim was mis- taken for Ashmun. It was in his street, near his houso, that tho murder was committed. This alibi was trumped up to clear him. It was well managed, too. No wonder ho had hesi tatod to meet mo before. No wonder I had never seen his fuco till this moment. That sear on his cheek was a mark in his youth. I re mombered it myself twonty years ago. All this flashed through my mind in tho instant whilo I turned from Ashmun to tho witness, und us the judgo said "Proceed, gentlomcn," I cannot define the impulse whioh induced mo to abandon tho caso before mo and demand of the witness in a tone which startled bim and tho wholo


" You natno is Joseph Gordon ?"

" Henry Jamison," Baid tho clork of tho court, but not soon enough to check tho fury that gleamed from tho oyes of the witness. I recovered my composure, whispered to Ashmun to leave tho court-room and wait for mo at my ofilco, and then proceeded with tho examina- tion. I never rceolleoted precisely how the trial ended. I waa never so much embarrassed, for whilo I was defending the prisoner tho con- viction was growing on mo that ho wos guilty. Thojudgo spared mo tho troublo of attending to tho oase. Before the witness had answored ton questions tho court intimated to tho district attorney that ho would do well to abandon any idea of conviction, and tho verdict of not guilty was recorded without the nocesslty of tho jury


While I was gathering my papers togothcr tho prisoner and Captain Jamison disappeared. An officor bonded mo a seoled euvolopo. It contaiued a largo counsel foo, but I nover saw my client again. ?

I hastened to my ofilco to moot Ashmun, but ho was not there. I remained till the ovening, but did not seo him, and called at his house on my way home. Ho wns out. Tho next day I heard from his servant, who called at my ofilco, that ho had left word for mo that ho should bo out of town somo days, and I need not givo myself any concern about his business. I understood tho vaguo messago, and waited patiently for nowa of his buccoss. I next heard from him in a singular placo. Tho following ia a copy of his briof noto :

«-County Gaol, Decombor 8, l8-.

" Come up here and seo mo. Yours,

" Abbmun."

I obeyed the summons with as much speed aa

might be.


Few readora of those pagOB will remomber tho old gaol of-County. But in that day it waa tho wonder of gaping boyhood and adult verdanoy for many a milo. I havo often stopped before tho door of the court-houso and looked with interest on tho faces of tho boys that stood

gazing up at tho gratod windows', and heard with oagorness their whispered remarks to each other on tho frowning and gloomy look of tho walls and bars. I say with interest aud eager- ness, for in my boyhood I hud looked with just such eyes on tho old court-houso and gaol in my nativo villago. And I well remember my awo and terror when one day my kind friond Mr. R-, ono of tho leading moinbcra of tho bar of tho State, took mo with him into tho county oourt, thon sitting for tho trial of somo petty


I found Ashmun in a oomfortable room, well '

furnished, and when I entered he was over

hauling a pile of books which the deputy Bhonff had brought to him

" Good morning, my dear Blackstono Do you know now, if you hod not come at this mo mont, I might havo been in a condition to dis pensó with youi servicos for the future ? I sent Mr Deputy Sheriff for some books Ho has brought mo a supply Look at them Wouldn't I ha\o boen nn accomplished lawyer bofore I

had finished tho half of thom ? '

I laughed as I glancod at tho array of au thontios which the mau had seloctod to auiuso his prisoner, but demanded of my client how ho carno to be in that position

" Ask tho shonfl Ho koopa mo hore " " But what is tho charge ?"

" Murder "

I staitod-not so much at tho answer as at

tho tone, which I rocogmsod as tho index to my client's most furious disposition.

"Murder?" I eohoed

"Ay, mm der Thoy say I killed a wretch that was found dead in tho lnghwa) noai tho

town "

"And did you?"

" Cool, that, upon my wold Did I ? Mr Shcnffs deputy, do us tho favor to placo tho oak between us Mi Blackstono is my advisor, and vto must bo alono Wait a moment, Black stone, till I Beo if tho gaolei is out of ear shot Did I kill the dog ? you asked Well, then, I


Tho mattoi looked serious, nnd I drew a ehuir ton ai ds tho fire, und sut do« n, siloutly eying my companion and awaiting his explanation.

" Ho was tho villain you cloured in-last mouth lho stoi) is rathol long, but you must hear it all Tako a cigar , I havo no pipos, nor wine 'lho county authorities, it nppoais, claim a light to control tho inoials of ull thoir pusouers, oven tho uncouvictcd, and I drink nothing but water hero Perhups it is as well, foi m) brain is lemarkably cleai , and if ) ou will liston I think I can now give -\on tho clo« to a d soovery, and tho samo history w ill aid ) ou to advise mo as to my present position

" When I left tho comt room in Now Yoik I waited at tho dooi to see jour client, who I know would bo acquitted with such a witness m his favor as I sa« ho had Onco on tho track of Gordon I determined to follow him Uko a hound Xho crowd that carno out of tho court room concoaled lum from mo till tho momout ho passed mo Your man was neal him, and I heard them ínuttei an appointment foi tho ovening I followed tho mau, assured that ho was m\ safest tool to deal with Something about tho mini pleased mo too Ho looked Uko a bold fellow, and tho devil in his oyo was just what I liked I doubted my ability to buy him, and so concluded to cheat him I had my rough coat on, ana following lum tit fifty pacos distance I tinned up tho logs of ni) trouseis, biowued ni) faco with a pioco of balk that I pioked up on tho side walk, pushod my collar undei m) cravat, and dippod ni) boots in tho Hist mud bolo I could find lho diBguiso was not pel feet, but well enough for tho occasion, and I stuggeiod aftci ni) man now moro closely than btforo His courso was direct toa sailoia' boarding houso m-strcot, and us ho turned to the dooi steps I accosted lum Ho looked at me but made no ropl), and entered tho door, while I followed and fell uito a chair neal tho hal, calling foi some liquor

"Just out of pnsou, peumloss, and friend less, I was sure that ho had not )ot boen sup plied with money by his omplojei, and I judged rightl) in supposing ho would bo rondy to drink with mi)ono who would pa) for it I pourod four glasses of liquor into tho largo sand box on tho floor, vi hilo ho poured aBinany down his throat, and thoy began now to toll on him So no made an afternoon of it, nnd h) evening ho was ns drunk ns u fool, ond as muoh of a fool as most drunkon mon 1 got out of him tho particulnis of Iiib appointment for tho el cuing, and resolved to suppl) his placo in the intorilow, come what might of it no know ho was diunk and I oasil) persuaded him to let mo do so lho hour was U lho placo in the darkest puit of-Alloy, wheneo the) were togo to soino room known onl) to


"I went, leaving Thompson asleep in Ins bed I again feigned drunkenness, and staggered ngain«t Gordon in tho lilli) way I had learned enough fiom lhomp«on to bo ablo to peisonato him in tho dark, and his voieo was casil) dono

Gordon was deceiied How easily I might havo killed linn then, and who would liai o sus pectod me ' But ni) object was not to kill lum I only wonted to lind my child-lho child of my lost L\ o Sol tulked little, rofused to go with lum, intimated that I hud lind enough to do with him had lungicat risks for little ro wind, and sundry drunken demands to Ino« what moie ho wanted bl ought lum to tho point Imagino my horroi as his plans began to unfold themselves I cannot explain to)oub) what process of leasonmg I armed at ni) knowledge His explanations weroic»ciicd and cautious, but I was not tho ynoiant suilor ho thought ho was talking nilli, uni ho was not as careful

as ho would haic been had ho known I was neither stupid b) natuio nor diunk at the time

' Blackstone, h«ten to me lho scoundrel has planned pretiscl) as I old )OU tho last evening that 1 san )ou Ho knows that Ihaio made a will in fivor of Tie, if sho can bo found Ho knows nhcio sho is Her will is made, und although sho is not )otof ago ho w ill conceal that, and no ono will bo ablo to dato hei birth Ho mil kill her no\t, and thom

heutanco will bo his1"

' Impossible ' '

' So you saul boforo I toll )ou, Blackstono, I know tho«o things of those two brothers to ha\i conceived windi wero enough lo damn an uichangel, jet which thoy did boldly I was not shocked, ns you are, when I learned his fiendish plan, or heard him speak of its pronoua failures I was cool, calm, apparently drunk when it flashed upon me in all its hidtousnoss

and I unravollcd its dotails with a Bkill that would have dono honor to a lawyer Ycb, I did Ho did not dream that I understood him Butas ho instiuctcd mom ni) part I listened und made ropid deductions

1 lirstof all I wuB to como to this villago and find Whitstone, who was to give mo a di rcction b) which to find tho person to whom this letter is directed That peroon found, I was to present the lcttor, and the noxt courso to bo pursued is indicated in the letter "

"Havo you read it? '

" Of courso not It is sealed Ho told mo enough to indicato all I was to bring somo ono to tho city with mo lo moot lum nt tho - House, and roceivo further instructions So we parted

" You may imagino that I felt mysolf very suro of ni) object now I returnod to my own houso, oBBumed a moro perfect diBguiso, and ro joined Thompson on his awaking in tho morn- ing I had thought of attempting to buy him, but I gave it up Ho seemod ashamod of his drunken froho, and whon I told him that ho had Bont mo to meet his employer bo wa3 appurently frightened I gavo him bnofly tho particulars of tho interview, told him I hud personated him to savo him from blamo, and showed him the letter which was to bo delivered in this placo, and offerod to accompany him on tho errand Ho soeraed to bo satisfied, and wo left town to gethor, and travollcd very comfortably till withm hvo miles of this placo

" Wo had taken a carnago at N-, and I WBB driving IhompBon had been very quiot for an houi, and I bogan to fancy thoro was a look of distrust m his eye As wo cnterod a picto of wood ho suddonly turnod to mo and Bald, ' You uro no sailor '

' ' W hy not ?'

' lou dnvo too woll I novor saw a sailor hold a rein hko that '

" Show mo lion v ou would hold thom,' said I, offering them to lum

" ' So,' said ho, furiously grasping thom with one hand, and lay ing tho wholo of tho long lash across tho backs of tho horses, who sprung hko lightning at tho stroko Tho next instant ho turned them into tho guttor at tho road Bido, overthrow tho entiro establishment, lighted on his feet of courso, but seized mo by tho throat beforo I could piok m) self up out of tho houp of biush into whioh I nus thrown It was a shoit flfcht Ho was tho Btoutor, I tho moBt agile Ho was choking mo, and I was pound mg his faeo ; a luck) chanco oflerod, and I had a Unger in his o)c His grasp on my throat

relaxed an instant, and I trippod him into tho guttor. He sprang up with a knife in bia hand, and I had but ono resort. I eliot him dead.

" Aa ho fell the knifo flew to my feot. I picked it up, aud whilo I was lookiug at it a wagon load of furmora carno along. Ono of thom recognised the dead mau as his brother, and it seems ho was well known in tho neigh- borhood. I waB a stranger, ill-looking, and, as was soon found out, disguised. I had a knife and a pistol in my hand, and I boro no marks of injury from tho dead man. Tho horses had run away. It was evident I was a highway robber ; had attackod a poaceful mun, unarmed ¡ had stoppod him on tho highway, shot him, and was robbing his body whon arrcstod. It looks mightily hko it. My pockets were searched, and I supposo my watch and some other costly trifles, rather out of keopiug with my dress, helped thom to a conclusion a« to my character ; and as I refusod to give any nauio, hero I am, waiting your udvice, and committed ou a ohargo

of murder."


" No, I supposo not strictly committod, bo causo not yet examined. But I havo boon hore four days, and by this timo Gordon must bo in a tompost. I am glad you aro hero, for what is to bo done must bo dono quickly. Wo uro noar tho point of discovory if we aro but cautious and swift. I havo sont for you because I am a prisonor and helpless."

" Have you sont for Whitstouo ?"

"I havo not."

" Sond for him."

In ton minutes my old friond Mr. Whitstoiio entered. Ho seemed to bo as sharp as over.

" What might you wish of mo, sir ?" said ho to tho supposed sailor.

" Why, you seo, sir, this hero ohargo of mur dor is a pretty sorious ono, and I havon't oxaotly an ideo what to do about it. I sont for a city lawyor, and he's boro this morning. But ho says I must hang. Now I must't. You can.fix it for mo. What I want is to soo tho person that

lottcr is directed to."

Whitstoiio sturtod and looked at mo. Ho reoognizod mo immediately, and saw that tho

matter was serious.

" So you got this out of his pockot aftor killing him, did you ?"

" I got that from tho man that wrote it."

" Who was ho ?"

" You knows him, of oourso, Mr. Whitstoiio. Ho told us, you seo, to como up boro and soo you, and ask whero this porsou livod, and toko and dcilvor this lottor ourselves with our own hands. Now I know that whomsoever it is that they'll holp a poor follow in trouble for the cnptiiin's snko, and I want to soo thom."

" Lot mo have tho lottor, and I'll dolivor it to-day."

" Close at hand," thought I.

" No you don't ¡ I wants to soo tho poraon. It's directod to Mr. Jamison j but I knows as woll as you that it's a woman, and I must seo hor. Sho'll tako caro of mo. Besides, if you don't bring hor I'll send tho lottor to somo ono in Now York as will pay for it."

Whitstoiio waa in a quandary. Ashmun

finished him with a blow.

" Como, old fellow, it's no uso bothoriiig your- self. Gordon's folks must stand by mo iu troublo or I'll not stick lo bim. I'm in tlio market now, and tho man that bids first will buy mo, and it'll bo too lato to bid higher whon I'm Btruck off. Mr. Blacksfnno yonder shall know all I know if I oin't holpcd Boinohow."

" I'll bo back iu au hour," said Whitstouo, abruptly leaving the room.

" You'd botter," said Ashmun, laughing.

I followed Whitstouo from tho gaol, und act a young man whom I hod brought with mo on his truck. Ten minutes uftorwnrds thoy rodo out of town, ono not fur behind tho other, and my yoting mun soon brought mo intelligence that ho hud gono to a house in the country somo milos off, whoso inhabitants, ho hud loarnod, wore two young ladies, with a housekeeper and servants. The ludies wore boardors. Ono was namod Susan Gray ; of tbo othor ho could not learn tho name. 8usan Gray I know, an« I could claim acquaintance with her. 'Ten minutos aftor this intelligence reached mo I saw from my window tho return of Mr. Whilstono alone. Ho wont into tho gaol, whore ho announcod that a porsou would cull on Ashmun in tho ovoning, who would

communlcuto with Gordon on his bohulf.

Towurd evening I rodo out to cull on Susan Gray. My excuso was my dosiro to know of her welfare, having becomo accidentally ac- quainted with her ut tho timo of hor grand-

father's death.

She was exceedingly honuliful in tho doop mourning sho was wearing, and oxprossod hor pleasure at seeing mo in such an earnest way that I could not but admiro und love hor.

It appeared that sho wus living in a houso which belonged to her undo, whom sho doscrlbod as a morcliunt in Eugluud. His name was Jami- son. Ho bud been kind to hor grandfather, though sho had novcr seen him until ainco tho old man's douth, when ho hud como to Auiorica, bringing his daughter with bim.

At this I began to seo the end of our search. Her undo wus, of course, my witness, Joseph Gordon, though how ho bud sueccoded in puss ing for tho undo of Susan Gray I could not un- derstand. This daughter of lils was probably tho object of our search, brought most oppor- tunely from Englund at tho very timo to fall into

our hands.

" Whoro is your undo now ?"

" Ho was hero this morning, but has gono into town with Mr. Whitstouo. ile carno up sud- denly last week, hearing that lils man was killed, and that wo had fulled to roeeivo Iiíb lettors. And Mr. Whitstono's visit seemed to disturb bim, for ho left word that possibly he might tuko us to tho city with him to-night, and wo must bo reudy to go on short notice"

I did not wait to soo Miss Jumison, but mak- ing their Buddon departure un excuso for a short cull, I returned to tho villago und to tho cell of Ashmun, to communicato with him and chango our plana of action.

As I cutorod tho gaol tho doputy-Bhcriff in- formed mo that Mr. Jumison, a gcntloiuan from the city, had gono in a few moinonts boforo, and I was about retiring, when a loud cry within the gaol Btartlcd both of us, and wo ruBhcd to tho cell and dashed open tho door. Tho scono was sufficiently appalling. On tho floor lay a Btrangor bloody, disfigured, and gasping, whilo Ashmun|s kneo was on his breast and his grasp on his throat. A fiond looked out of his oyes as ho tightoned his hold, and with a dosporato plungo tho victim Bought to OBcnpo his impending doom.

At our outrance ABhmun acomod to recover

his Benses ond sprang to his, foot, whilo his an- tagonist slowly rccovored himself, and I lookod at my cliont for an explanation boforo I recog-

nized the faco of his foo.

"The wretch! Seo hisaoourBodoounten-inco! Docs ho not look Uko tho hound ho ¡b ? Villain, whore is my child ? Ay, dog, my child ! Evo was my wifo-boforo men and God my wife ! Long boforo any of your abhorred namo know hor, or cursed hor with hypocritical lovo, bIio was

married to me! You did not know that? But ainco it has como to this I toll you it was bo. You lied in your throat thon whon you said I stolo her, whon you cullod mo thiof. For that I struok you. For that I would havo ohokod your emull soul out of your vilo body had not those ontorod." . .

Tho othor stood trembling and half fainting bofore him, and at length sank into a ohair and boggod for a glaBB of water, in a faint, liUBky voice. Thia rovivod him, and ho now aoomod to gathor courage from our prosonco.

" You shall Buffer for thia."

" Sholl I ? If you uttor ono othor word of that sort I will kill you whoro you stand."

" Mr. Shoriff, liston to him," said tho othor, shrinking behind tbo doputy, and shiolding him- self from Ashmun's rage. " Liston to him, and remember this. I will go to o magistrate ¡mino diatoly," ,

" Ha, ha! a throat that likely to fnghton a man in prison ond chargod with murder !"

" Good, I thank you for reminding mo. 111 hang you. By-, I'll hang you!" And ho

waiko! toward tho door.

"Stop," said Ashmun, laying his hand on his


Gordon stopped, and fairly flhook with torror

as that iron hand foil on him.

" Stop, and look ot mo. In my faco, man, not at my buttons. Look in my oyos. So! that ¡B something like Now mark mo. I know you, Joseph Gordon, and your wholo life. Let me

whispor in your ear. Loan closer.and you will bang if I but name it. Did you ovor dream I know it ? Sooundrol, I havo overy ovidonoe I need. Hang mo ! Look to yoursolf, Mr. Gor- don ¡ and by Him that mado mo, unloss I know this night whero to find Evo, I will speak tho


It w-as a curious sight to seo tho oyes of thoso two mou fixod in mortal hatred caoh on the othor. Gordon's gazo drooped first, and ho stopped u paco back hesitatiugly, thon suddonly drew a pistol, and yvith a quick aim full at tho breast of Ashmun pullod tho trigger, but not so quick as to prcvont tho blow that Ashmun loyoled at him yvith liis tromondous fist, striking

yvith all tho forco of Accstos. That blow sounds now in my ours. It w as a dull, crushing, bloody blow. It foiled tho strong man liko a log, dash- ing his head on tho stone floor, and as ho foil tho pistol in his grasp was discharged, and tho ball passed through Ashmuu's breast. Ho ctnggcrod against tho wall, yvhoro ho supported himsolf for a niomont, and then sank slowly to tho floor, und a horriblo silonco yvas now whoro but a moment ago was such a fury of iv ords.

Tho gaolor oud myself stood looking at oach othor, and nt tho mon on tho floor. It yvas n strango sceno. Tho poor doputy-shoriff had no exporionco in this sort of thing, and I but littlo moro. I rousod him from his fit of terror to help mo lift thom to beds, and sond for n surgeon yvithout dolay. Thoro yvas ahoap of bodding on tho floor, out of yvhich I oxtraotod two pallots on which to lay thom, and tho gaolor hastoned for Burgical aid. Ho yvas gouo a long timo, or it scorned long to mo, shut in that dismal coll with two dead bodios ; for Ashmun had faintod, and tho two lay us if thoy yvoro dead, and I fourod that unless some aid Bhould arrivo Boon thoy would neithor of them rovivo. The surgoous at longth carno ¡ two doctors, frightonod at tho sceno quito out of whnt littlo wit and skill thoy had posscssod. Fach ono readily assented to tho propositions of tho other, and thoso yvoro so va- rious and contradictory that I soon found I could guide them myself, and miiBt tako tho responsi- bility. So I boggod tho ono to look nftor Mr. Jamison's skull, whilo I oxnminod with tho othor tho bullot-holo in tho broast of Ashmun.

I readily took off his coat and vost by cutting with my knife yvhatovor obstructed thoir easy removal, mid thon putting back his shirt I found an inner vost of silk, anil in that a concealed pockot, from which fell a miniaturo. The dull oyo of tho surgoon failed to soo it as I scoured it and placed it in tho pockot oí another part of tho dross. Buln glance showed mo a faco of raro and glorious beauty. It yvas a fuco to yvorship with ovon just such idolatry as his. I could pardon it after scoing thut. Tho usunl moans restoral consciousness to Ashmun, but Jamison -or Gordon, ns I Bhould call him-remained insonsiblo. Tho blow of Ashmun, hoavy as it yvas, would not havo be-on fatal ; bul his fall had out his hoad, and apparently produood u fracturo of tho skull. Tho stupor continuod, and tho physicians had no skill to porform any surgical operations for his roliof.

" nas ho friends ?" said tho doctor. " If ho

lins thoy should bo summoned, for this may prove serious."

I despatched a messenger for Miss Jamison mid Miss Gray, and resumed my soat near Ash- mun, w-lio had begun to movo, and grow rostloss -yvith tho sonsiitiou of weakness. I had explaiuod tho ciroumstanco of tho miniaturo to him, and ho had boon quiet for a while, but now bcoanio exceedingly unoosy. Tho gloom of night had boI Hod on ovorything, and tho prison yvos dismal boyond description. Notwithstanding all our caro it «'us manifest that willi tho dnrknoss a corresponding gloom yvas coming ovor Iiíb mind, mid ho bogan first to boo curious phantoms, and thon groiv flighty, and thon delirious, and at longth rovod torribly. Many of his fancies yvoro queor, many startling, and bohío almost sublimo. Ho saw ohiclly tho faces of old frionds, and whon thoy cunio crowding around him ho yvould laugh and joko and play yvith thom, and some- times sing wild sons, not always in tho samo languugo, nor in two or throo languogoB only. It yvas strange, marvelous, so much so that the surgeon who had remained, and who lind imagined him only n poor dovil charged yvith murder, ivas astonished, anil at longth yvhisporod to mo, " Who is he, sir, if I may vonturo to ask ?" " I cannot toll you," yvas my roply ¡ " but savo his life, and I will boo you amply rowarded."

Tho fovorish dolirium passed away, and ho sank into n Btupor, during yvhich tho young ladies ontcrod, and hastened to tho sido of Gor- don, yvho continuod insonsiblo. Thoy shrank yvith horror from Ashmun, for thoy bolioved him tho unprovoked murdoror of thoir only pro-


As thoy onlorod I lookod up for a niomont al MissJamiBon, thinking sadly that this yvas tho ond, and u fitting end, to tho strange, mud soaruh yvhich my poor friend has so long pursuod. At longth I saw Evo AbIihiuii, tho myth of yvhom I had heard bo much. For of oourao I had no doubt that tho tull and quoouly-looUing girl who looked around for hor supposed father was lho daughter of his foo.

Sho yvas cortuinly vory beautiful. Her hair was blnok, flowing book from a forohoad of sur- passing purity. But tho cyo I did not liko. It w-as blue, boautiful, but bad. Could Evo Gray havo had such an eyo? It changed all my ¡dons of her. But I hud only an instant for Uiobo thoughts, as sho drew back willi an oxprossion of horror from Ashmuu's bed toward Gordon. I loft Ashmun, and turned to aid thom in Ihoir ellbrts for Gordon. For a hulf hour yvo lind cxortedoursclvesyvith somo success, forconseious iiess seemed returning, when I turned to look nt my friend. Ho sat upright in bed, gn/.ing with wild, agonising oyes across the room. I followed his gazo, and sayv Susan Qray standing at tho head of Josoph Gordon, hor right hand on his forehead, yvhioh sho bathed, whilo tho glare of the lamp shone on her oxquisitely beautiful fuco. Thon, for tho first time, 1 buw its startling ro Bombluueo to tho miniaturo ; and as tho idou flushed across my brain Ashmun exclaimed, " Evo, Evo, my child ! como to mo, como luther. Loavo him-Eve-Evo ¡" and ho fell back ex- hausted, but still lifting up his head feebly ho oallod, " Evo, Evo. Oh, that villain 1 Ho has stolon hor heart as woll as my child, and Bho does not know mo, nor hood mo, nor hour mo," and ho was again iiiBonsiblo.

His ory had of courso Btorllod tho others as well as myself, but thoy did not approach tho poor criminal. Only I saw SuBan Gray paUBO, and lift her hand to hor hoad, and gaze a mo- ment, us if that cry had brought back somo old momory, soma dim, indistinct vision, which lied as quickly again and waB gone. For a half hour ho loy Bcnsoloss, and thon a wild, anxious oon

sciousnoss roturnod.

" Bring hor toward.'mo, Blaokstono. Toll hor I wíbIi to Bpcok to hor."

" Míbb Gray," said I, in a low voioo. " This gontloman ia not whut you tako him for. Ho is my friend, Mr. Ashmun, a gontloman with whom you may oonvorso without hoBitution, Ho desiros to speak with you."

" I must havo mot him j thoro is something familiar in his voice."

" Thoro is, thoro is. You havo hoard it boforo. Sit down near mo, my child-my child-my ohild. Steady now, my soul. 'ThoBo hours aro precious. No, I am not dolirioUB again, Blackstono ; no, I am not. But thoso two words, ' my child,' well nigh mado mo mad with joy. Misa Gray, ho called you, I think. Toll me if you rcmombor your mother."

" I sometimes think I do. It is so long ago.

I am not euro."

" Ah, how could you forgot ? I could not, if I lived ton centuries of just such yoars as I havo livod. Did you lovo your mothor, ohild ?"

"Oh, yoB, I lovod hor, and though I cannot recall featuros, yot thoro hus nevor boon n day of my wholo life that I havo not thought of hor as un angol proBonco. Yob, I lovod hor."

"And bo did I. Oh God! yos, I lovod your


" You ? Whut right had you to lovo hor ?"

" Hear thut, yodwellorB in tho unseen world ! Eve's dnughtcr nsks mo yvhut right I had to lovo her mothor I Answer her, since sho yvould not yotbeliovomo if I dared to tell her! Listen, ohild. Do you romembor any of tho scones of you childhood ?"

" Somo quito distinctly."

" Do you romombor a homo undor tho hill-sido, with a bluo bay Btrotohing out boforo it, and flowers on the terraces, and a fountain, and a large dog yvith shaggy hair, and a boat, and two

white ponies, and a low carriage, and a drive along tho beach ?"

" Strango I I bogiu to rooolloot all that. What

can it bo ?"

" And now again. Do you not rcmombor a morning in Juno ? Tho sun shining on tho bay j a littlo child, playing in front of tho cottago, strays down to tho boaoh, and slips from a rook into tho wator. Tho dog rescues hor, at the in- stant that hor father and mothor rush down tho


" I boo it. I romosabor. Tho dog wob Marco

-was not that his nanio ?"

" And again. Do you romombor leaving that homo ? Do you remombor u uight on tho lUiiuo -a dark night-a boat drifting down ? You lay, wrappod iu a cloak, on dook. A mau lay near you. Now, can you rocall an attaok, a fiorco struggle, shouts, cries, and bloodshot!, or did you

sloop through it all ?"

" Oh no ; I awoko j I romombor it woll now. I havo not thought of that in years."

" Tell mo what followed."

"I was curried away. I oriod aloud, and was stoppod. I shriokod till thoy stilled mo. Aftor that my memory is not distinct. I romombor waudoring a long whilo through many places. As I grow oidor my momory grows inoro dear. I know I was brought hero, aud I was told that my fathor had waitod long to soo ino, but that ho diod boforo I carno ; and so hia father took mo and brought mo up, and I lived with him till ho diod. You romombor that, Mr. Black- stone. But how do you romombor all thoso things, sir ?"

"I! Look at mo. Hold tho light, Blaok stone. Look in my faco aud toll mo if you soo

aught familiar."

'* Nothing."

" Evo! _ Evo !" ho oriod, in a wild, mournful, brokon voico ; aud thon in aloud, dour tono, that seemed as if it might roaih tho country on tho othor sido tho rivor, " Eve ! Evo !"

Susan Gray ogain loaned forward, as if tho cry

woro familiar,

" Evo I-not y on-not you. Dead Evo ! my Evo! my own lost darling I am calling now. Thoy say that tho words wo utlor hero uro hoard in heavou. Evo-darling-como buck, and tell hor who I am ! Ib sho not yours, your child, your last gift to mo ? I would so lovo hor if sho looked but kindly at mo. God, lot hor como back ono institut now, and toll hor oliild I um her

father !"

"My fathor!"

" Now, Evo, hear that ! What aro yon doing that you do not brook your bonds ? Oh, poor, frail child ! If I were thero, und you hore, aud you callod mo thus, I would burst tho bunds of death, and como buck to tho oarth lo answer you. Oh, como to mo 1"

"Doos sho answer?" It was the low, husky voioo of Gordon that spoko, and a low laugh fol- lowed it that woa full of malignity. "Doeasho

anawor ?"

Undo ! do you know this man ? Is ho my

fathor ?" I ;,

" Joeoph Gordon, I have hatod you and yours |

with uuoarthly hato. But I will forgive you all; | '. I will lovo you ; I will call you frioud, brothor, ' anything ; I will mako you rich ¡ I will dio und givoyou half I huvo (tho othor half for her), if you will but toll that girl tho truth, and lot her whisper tho blcssod words of a child's lovo in my ours to-night !"

" I do bogin to beliovo that you aro my father," said Susan Groy, who hod boon deeply moved by

the oarnoBtnoss of Ashmun.

" Tho voioo of Evo spoko thon. Say ou," aaid Ashmun, gazing at her with ii look that wns pitoous in its mournful auxloty. " But soo. Fool that I waB. Child, oliild, como closo to mo loan down hore I Would you know your mo- ther's faoo if you mot hor, if you saw hor now P Doos it haunt you through tho long yours ?"

"Idroam of her somotiines ¡ but 1 have thought thoso only droaniB."

"Blackstone, quiok-quick! That pioturo - quick, lost I dio I Look ut that ! la it sho ? You know itP It spoaks to you ovon as to mo. Thank God for that! My prayer is an- swered. Evo has como back-my child, my


' Ho did not ombraco hor, nor did sho yet op proucli him nny closer. Sho hold the picture a moment in her hands, and a glenn, ti glow of light and joy Bproud over hor fuco as sho recog- nized tho ungol of hor dreams, and sho knelt down by the sido of his pallet and buried her fuco in tho olothos, and sobbed out hor timuka to God that sho had at length found a father and a mother. And thou sho roso, and looked in his fuco, and spoko, slowly, dourly, and dist ¡nully :

" I cannot yot understand my own history. Boforo I can determine whether my duty is to obey you as my fathor I should know tho circum- stances of my hirth. I wish to know what rela- tion you boro to my mothor."

"It is your right. I was her lawful hus-


" Liar !" multorod Gordon.

" No, JoBoph Gordon, I am no Har. In thoso blessed days of youth, when Eve Groy was my boyhood's idol, my companion mid my frioud, wo woro as closely bound together us over man mid wife. Ono pi on Bin it morning, I romombor it iib if it woro yoBlorduy, wo rodo logolhor over theso hills, among which I um n >w lying, and carno to a dark foroBl whoro wo were wont to louve our horses mid wnlk. Wo But down on tlio bunk of tho rivor, and na tho swift wotore flowed toward tho soo wo wrolo on throo torn leaves from my tttblots our vows of marriugo. Ono pago wo committed to tho water to boar it to tho world washing sen, and ono oneil of us kept. It was childish, but it was solemn. A month aftor that wo partod. Opon that miniature. 'Two of thoso leaves uro thoro, wound with her huir.

" I went and roturnod uftor long wandering, and sho told mo of lill your and your brother's cruolty. Ay, eho told mo how ho wronged her. How ho hasely struck hor, like u dog tlint, ho wus. Tho little blood I huvo loft boils with hotrod us I rocall tho story bIio told mo of his and your foul troatmont of that angel girl, that I would not huvo hud linrmod for all tho stars of hcavon. Then b!io como to mo, homeless us sho was, und found roBt. Yen, rest. In somo drunken brawl, boiiio hideous dobauch, somo vilo sceno of riot und wrong, your brother's vilo existence escaped ; mid Eve was froo in man's sight and God's Bight to bo my wife. She was such before, but wo ropoated our vows. You may lind that record, too, in tho proper placo. This child tho solo fruit of our union, you stolo from mo ¡ you, Joseph Gordon, stole from mo ¡ and havo sought to touch to forget mo. Hor heart and mino ure boating closo logothor at laBt. Now dio, and if, whon you stund ut tho bur of God, before you turn your buck forever on tho world of light, you boo Eve Gray an ungol thoro1 toll hor that hor Evo rests ut length in a futher's


Ho held out his hands, and she accepted his ombraco, mid pressed her lipa to his. As ho felt that pressure a thrill passed through his frame, a strango, uuoarthly smile lit his Bplondid fea- tures, and thon ho fell back on bia couch insen- sible. It wus tho last unclouded ray of rcaaon that lit his bouI, and when sensation roturnod sonso did not return with it.

My story Ib nearly onded. Tho passions of his lifo had thoir ond in tho miserable imbecility of his ago. His sins were punished. Ilia life had boon ono of Btortn, ondingin along, gloomy twilight, whioh preceded the uight.

He waa reudily discharged from custody whon tho oircumstuncos bocauiu known ¡ for although tlio array of proofs remained unchanged, tho euso waa vory difl'eront when tho prisoner ceased to bo a poor Bailor, and became a mau worth a


Gordon was romovod from the cell, and lin- gered in a doubtful stuto for nourly or quite three years, and thon died. Míbb Jamison, us bIio was callod, tho bouutiful girl tbut I bud inistakon for Evo Ashmun, wus in fact the companion of Gor- don in wickodnoBS. She had been ullicd to him for somo years, and was doubtlosB fully ¡nformod of all his plotB. She disappeared shortly after tho events which I have described.

I continued to bo tho adviser of Ashmun, or rathor of lils representatives ; for his property was placed in the bunds of a commission until Eve's majority, when wo arranged so that bIio lind control of it. For many years he usod to bo soon daily driving down town, and ulivnys with Eve by his sido. I do not think bIio ovor loved him, though sho devoted hor lifo to bim. But thoro was nothing left of tho lovable in his oharactor, and ho grow moro imbeoilo as ho grew

oidor. Ho was docile to Evo, peevish aud dis- i

agreoablo to all others. In brief, ho was tho

wreck of a noblo man.

Ono autumn night, when tho curtains wore drayvn closo around him to keep out tho night air, and Eve had smoothed his pilloyv and left lura to reposo, ho droamed a dream. And in his droam Evo, his dead Eve, as ho once called her, bockoned to him as sho bud not boforo in years, and ho uttered a loud cry of joy.

"Evo! dear, dear Eve !" said ho ; and then, as she was going away, ho called out : " Eve,

vrait for mo !"

Evo, the living, hoard him call, and she came down to his door and listenod, but all was still ; and sho looked in, but tho drapery had not moved ; and in tho dimly-lighted room she went up to tho bod and drow back tho curtain, but ho lay calmly there, and sho thought ho was sleep- ing, with poacofnl droains, and so she wont away

and loft him. But ho yvas dead.


Phelijc oxplains that his yvifo and ho fall out bocauso thoy aro of ono mind ¡ sho wants to bo muster, and so does ho !

A contemporary suggests that a lady, on put- ting on hor corsets, is liko a man yvho drjnks to drown his griof, bocauso, in so-lncing horsolf, sho is getting tight.

An old lady arguing yvith a teetotaller, ob- served that Adam drank nothing but water, and livod to a great ago ; but, for all sho know, if ho had drunk alo ho might havo lived till now.

A thief yvas latoly caught broaking into a song. Ho had already got through tho first two bars, w-hon a policeman carno up nn area, and hit him with his stavo. Several notes vrcro found upon him.

Two porsonB yvoro onco disputing so loudly on tho subject of religion that thoy ayvoko a big dog yvhich had boon sloeping on tho hearth boforo thom, and ho forthwith barked most furiously. An old divino present, yvho hud boon quietly sipping his ten while tho disputants wero talking, gavo tho dog a push, and oxclnimod, " Hold your tongue, you silly bruto! you know no moro about it than thoy do !"

A TKNKitAliLE, soedy, but not too successful dramatio French author, culled for his pioco in fiftcon acts, yvhich ho had loft six months boforo yvith a managor. A ft or n search of half an hour, tho old hundió was disoovcrcd, but, nias ! terribly rat-oalon. " I rogrot, monsiour-" began tho managor, apologetically, yvhon returning tho MS. " Not at all, not at nil," said the poor tlrnmatist. " I am happy nt least to seo that my MS. has procured tho moans of some one dining well and froquontly, if it has not dono so for tho author."

Had Him Theiip.-It is statod that an Irish-

man called upon a disciplo of Esculapius, and informod him that his yvifo yvas sick and required modicnl nid. Tho M.D. yviiB willing to givo his attention to tho case, but desired tho man to pay in adrauco or ontor into nn iigrcomont to pay yvhon his services yvoro no longor neodod. " Au' it'll kill or ouro for twonty dollars ?" said Pat. " Yos." Pat was satisfiod, and loft tho M.D. to porfonn tho contract. Tho yvoman died, and in duo time ho presented his bill. Pat looked at it a niomont, and thou nskod : " An' did yez euro hor?" " No," answorcd tho physician. "An'

did yez kill hor ?" This was a posor, ami tho M.D. discovered that Pal hail caught him. Tho bill, nt last accounts, lind not boon eottlod.

In the oldon timo, when plantors wore loss thoughtful for lho spiritual than for lho corporeal boult h of their slaves, Col. Kumscy saw his boy Dan (aged forty) going ono morning, Bible in hand, to church. Knowing that Dan yvas not a porson yvith strong literary proclivities,' tho Colonel snid : " Whut uro you doing yvith that Bible, Dan-you can't road it?" "No, Mass«, oan't zaolly road 'em, but 1 can spoil 'em out a littlo." "What's tho uso of spoiling it out? You oan't iiudorstand it, nny yvay. Tho Bible, for inslnnco, Bays Hint ' tho vory hairs of our head aro niimborod.' Now you haven't nny hair on your head-nothing hut yvool. AVhnt I do you say lo that?" "Yes, Mnssn, I 'spect I dal a so j but I spoil out littlo vorso, yvhich say

dat, on las' day, do sheop doy will go on ono sido und do goats on do toddo. Now, do shoep has ' do yvool, but ilo goats dey got har, jus' Uko whito I folks ; and I 'spoct doy ain't gwino to bo saved ' -dat's ivot I 'spect !"

In pasBing rccontly from Noyvhavon t o Dioppo, yvrilcs u tourist, tho channol being calm, yvo found oursolves soatod at tho dinnor-table yvith some fifteen or twenty passengers Tho dinuor soomod to givo satisfaction to ull hut ono burly looking Englishman, who was evidently out for a tour on tho Continent. For him nothing was good enough ¡ even his favorite " Billah Boah" seemed lo havo lost all its pxcellonco sinco quit- ting Newhaven only au hour boforo. Ho found fault yvith everything, and monopolised all complaints. When lho cheese uppeured ho began denouncing that also, and said ho "always Iruvolled yvith n few pounds of choose in his box, for they hud no choose in Franco fit to cat." At this romiirk a gentleman opposito mildly mentiouod " Koqucfort," as being an oxcollcnt cheese, us good evon as "Stilton." "Not lit to eui," shouted Huw-huiv. I profess lo bo n judgo of the article."-" Perhaps, sir," yvas tho roady loply, " you aro a dealer in it j " yvhich siloncod Huw-haw, amid tho univordul roar of

tho table.

A MAHiur.D Man's Solit.oquï\-I am sitting by tho Uro-sido to-night, but not ulouo ; thoro is ono young one on my kneo, threo on the floor, and two on tho sotleo ! My yvifo is in bod yvith the sido aeho ([ wish she'd stay thoro), and tho children uro u'l a-banling, und 1'vo had nothing to oat sinco morning. Oh, what a life I do lead ! I can't got u chunco to read, and ull my utathos ure going to seed. Oh my ! That youngost baby's taking tho colic, and I forgot to send to-day for paregoric, Evelino of my younger duys (and my older dnys, too), would (hut 1 could drive you from my memory ! Why ever follow mo and scold mo,

Uko an ulonging spirit ? Willingly, oh willingly, , would I repair tho wrong I did myself m murri ing you ' Is it strange, Evelino, that I flod from )ou )catorday, " liko a startled favvn," whon you were aftor mo yvith tho broomstick ? Oh, what u mild creaturo you woro boforo wo yvero married ! But, alas ! how changed ! Oh! I hear my yvifo coming down stairs. I'll fix tho door bo thut I can get out, .und if I cun't, I'll