Plymouth banner., 1853-04-07

rad.
Certainly? it is mine
How, what stammered the maSis-
trate. you, your hat?'
We'll, yes! The red riband that adOrns
it was bestowed to me by Mary-why do
YOU ask? what about the hate
And you confess that it belongs 10
your
.Oh. my God! | forgot my errand,
cried Conrad. and made an attempt to
go on.
Stop! cried the magistrate. & grasped
the arm of the fugitive. But Conrad
broke loose, and rushed through the gar
den gate into the field.
The arbor was now filled by the loud
weeping and sobbing of the two girls,
which brought the confused Valentine
again to his senses.
Stop him. stop him! he cried, stop
him.
Where is my brother?' asked Rosa, as
she came forth from the arbor.
Away over the mountains. You must
testify. children. to what he has himself
confessed. All! my preseniiments. TO
him. then. belongs the mysterious hat.
Now will satisfy the supreme counsellor
that am born town magistrate. The
police must saddle Immediately, and
pursue the fugitive
GRACIOUS Godr cried Rosa, and ran
after her brother. caring nothing more
about those who remained behind.
Farewell, Miss Mary said the magis
trate. scornfuly. You have valiant
loverr
Mary could weep no more; but the
pallor of death covered her lovely face,
and from her eye streamed al unearthly
brilliancy.
Mr.. Valentine she said, with firm
tone of voice must speak to you-stay.'
sWhen have taken the malcfactor,'
replied the magistrate, and started 10
leave the garden.
no, this instant
You are cunning Miss, you viii! keep
me here that Conrad can escape. But
am not caught SO easily
/ You must stay said Mary. firmly,
and she forcibly drew he magistrate into
the arber.
Girl, will you detan the agent Of the
government? 1t seems 10 me you know
some thing about The knavery of your
lover?'
These words brought the tears to the
eyes of the poor gid. Weeping aloud,
she fell upon her knees, and implorlnSly
lifted up her hands.
Mercy. mercyr she exclaimed: rob
mr not of the last hope which this terri
bic moment has created within me. l
know nothing about the occurrence at the
ruins.'
well but what course do you intend
to take?'
Il will save him from DEATH
Not with my assistance? lam town
magistrate!'
Listen TO me-.
No no, my position forbids it. 1have
no pity for criminal.
Then have compassion Oh your poor
ward. whose father you promised to be.
Il shall resign the guardianship. !
will have nothing to do with girl who
loves malefdctoi.
oh my God do not talk about love at
this terrible moment
My nephew, who loves you from his
very heart, you have disdainfully reject
eI. Yes, yes, added the magistrate,
ironically. Il believe. honest Conrad de-
serves the preference in all rrspects.-
Girl, the shame which you have cast on
him and me, will never vanish from my
memory.
Suddenly Mary arose.
Mr. Valentine, she said with forced
smile. you say your he phew, Eberhard,
loves me?'
so he told you himself on Saturday.
Listen to me- Up to this time, you
are the only one, besides Rosa and my
SELF, that knows the horrible secret of
last nght--observe eternal silence on
the matter, and arrest all pursuit of the
unfortunate Conrad, so that he may be
enabled to leave the country-and will
publicly acknowledge that love your
nephew, and will give him my hand
Take my lle--if Conrad is saved, ain
ready TO die.'
This proposition staggered the magis-
trate: 10; out of compassion to the pale
and beautiful girl. not to crafty the in
ciina.ionS of his nephew, but his avarl-
cious heart expected profitable bust
ness. He grasped her hand and led her
TO the seat.
Mary said he, Il rejoice for your
sake, that you at length have come TO
knowledge OF yourself, and are ready TO
deny this villain, who. when yet boy.
betrayed his nature. That you may save
your honor. and because am your guard
ian, will set Justice aside, and agree TO
your proposition
You agree?' exclaimed Mary.
Here is my hand. Since nothing was
discovered at the place where the crime
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