Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-11-03

Is! hS e4tfailneds, sGoa rorSige ME if |
s4A lear have; there 10 o burn.
% FsanS anS;spanewhers.. 'Ehe.pafsr Of this
sswakspsdza train Of t!,eug ght:
b inE miis. j sbsiisve syou- innocent Of
-.sinnoccnt 40 am, and.t came
p 4sil yod shat the conviction grows strong
6poa me thas Hsryy Me!vil'e 10 the mover
ofths. 1h3Pen is. the ex'e.,t Of his vii:
'afly. 6s + IFsspscs his father, and should
Rrieve al the necessity oftreating the son
In 4. .paanar, that would alien n.te the father,
% ,long my if1aeighbor- and friend. The
tiune<l Hafa; when we shall meet again
nsset atIiid circumstances far moro happy
,h1inn The present; dill then, adieu, and God
fofbtd ,haf NY hope beguiies me of my
iu3gemsnt, adienr' and til. mig quickly
away, the old man was gone, and the un.
haeay youth was once more alone. The
thoaeM lafa reconciliation with Frances
houishSsH for tino, all recollection Of his
uibiic Sos!sson, and thrilled like new life
thS6xh his pulses, but itpassed' away, and
1t i4 departure. came again the bitter con-
sciousness, that he was disgraced and
plaxia, ist, in the eyes Of the world
Do the sanao evening In private apart.
ment Of the .--. Saloon, snt Rexford
and sSfdaYne beside q table. upon which
sparklet s..decanter OF ruby wines and
glasses halffilled. "W ash :, that q grand
Rie;a aaexford e. cried Melville, and he
threw himself back in his chair and laughed
loaad and long. .Rexf0rd made an effort to
fxurR ia. But it died aa a. in sickly smile.
The truth was, he was q coward, and to do
Nm S,s,ira. he had felt 'conpunctlous
yisitinssp-she fain, twinge Of q conscience
NOT yes uslerly. bersh Of feeling. "Rextord'
why. .doa's you drink? Come, . toast 10
laaf n;zka' !. orator. and the pair drained
the. Rfnsses 2and filled anew. "Melsille,
ssid he student, 81 have been thlnking-
.shinkinq!'' interrupted the more reckless
ana .rise conspirntor, "begonedull care
.rv:. ne nave made . noble business OF 1t;
~. .stnctin,onious, long visrged, beardIess
Judse. within that with al his grimaces
ard soiesnh looks he can't cross, with inn
,,,n;,y.',hs path OF Hurry Melville!" and
ha Ssourhs down his glass upon the table
v;ib such emphasis, that it was dashed IN
,,ieces. "Drink, Rexford, to keep your
courage up, but remember it you turn
t.ki,of, /. will follow you to your dying day
-femerbeft', and he eyed tho miserable
fsllow nienacingly.
Long would they have sat at their reve',
had not tho door been suddenly thrown
omen, .and figure pale and breathless rush.
eds in.,T eHere you are thsn-thank Tod
fon,ha,g. and Bruce. the publisher Of the
"t{rSe,ss'' threw himself upon chair.
",Vhat's the matter, Bruce 7" said Mel
la.s,striyfng to conceal the alarm he felt;
asfoe Resford, ,:he looked frighten as though
the ghost Of Banqao had appeared to him.
IN siser enongh," mutered the new conner,
ssIlsiaaEs ;enopg D. Have you taken the
of the Grafton, that was deposi.
Ted IN drawer in: my offiee2" eHeavens!
no-is. i, comet" ''Gonei yes, gone: aud
l., the handssof: Judge Brooks this minute,
Rexford, during this eolloquy,
had. risen uaperceiyed and was making for
the deors shere! yoo puppy, you devil
fh;. il vour work! Come back here" ana
sprinrinT from his chair, Harry seized hip
81 the throat; .'confess, YOU coward, be-
tore I choke yoar miserable lite out Of you
-;eesfess' llsas! The poor fefiow SUNK
poswstssss 30 his grasps his eyes rolled up
iearfGlly 10 their sockets; he grnspeo' grew
purpls, and ceasei to struggle, when Bruce
lie, hin, up Melville-.his has
rone far enough--qui,etoo far" Melville
loosef f.his 3hold, and after some moments
r Rexfsrd recovered, and denied all knowl-
edens Of. the abstraction of the oratlon.
.Well;,' cried Harry, exultlngly, 1t was -
sswY hand writing, not mine; thank my
STARS ntid my management for that" ana
the wfesch. chuckled at the thought OF :his
cunning. Rexford, emboldened by the in :
serfsrence Of. Bruce, replied, "indeed you
are mistaken; in copying your draft, acci'
IDENTIFY slotted a sheet, and SO to save time,
] subs,itssed yours, and mine is destroyed
"a thousand furies light upon you, ye
miserable soulless poltroon! You shall
never live 10 tell that tale again." and
whipping out o dirk in q twinkling, it flash.
ed IN the lampl;ght, and ere. Bruce could
stay. his thant, it had sunk deep into the
side :of Rexferd. A wild shrek alarmed
those in the adjoining rooms, and they rush.
cd ins,@ Just in time to topreyent the assassin
from, finishing his bloody work. He, as
well no Bruce, was secured. Rextord was
borno to another apartment and medical
aid :insan,ly called, while Melville and
Bruce ssceupied cell in .he calaboose
The papers the next morning, were filled
with exaggerated accounts Of the affair,
and nething was talked of ut the "St.
Charlas'' butthe anticipated deno"neanent.
Frances. heard it with shudder, while her
father, it mus. be confessed, forgot his SYM
pa1hY,- In the deep interest he felt in the
dsciosages that be believed were on the
avA af hein~ rnada --- ...
The eaiee Of Judge Brooks was ,hronged
with friends as an early hour-on the follow
ing morning. A package addressed to him,
bad been found upon the floor, containinga q
cspy Of the orationin manuscript, with the
introdsdtofy remarks that had appeared in
print AIS. editorial. Upon q little slip of
paper, folded within it, the following line
was written; 'Dear Bruce, send you the
oraiiou. Take good care of it, for although
II is aot:ir, my handwriting, E discovery
would be fatal to me. Burn this note,
:.,tdsf,r. - .
Yours, HARnr MELVILLE.
The address and the note were in the
sam. hamd. and it could be no other than