New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1854-08-22

rich, very far from it indeed, though I contrive
to keep up appearances, and by an arrange
\ fneut with Mr. Peacooke, the solicitor Of Fur
nival's Inn. who drew the WILL to the effect that
would seek out the widow and child. l OBJ
tanned an opportunity of soliciting herln mar
ssriAge before the change in her circumstances
could be known The death Of the child, OF
u which, by nv homes Of salvation, am entirely
: innocent, entirely changes my position, as IN
thar case the property wasdevised to me, charged
with the widows annuity only. This Is all the
d crime Of which have been guilty
n A knock at the door interrupted him. IL was
the unhappy mother, who came to ask II any
titsings had been heard of her child She had
not. 81 course. the slightest idea that he had
g been murdered. Upon my father answering the
question in the negative, she sank into chair,
N hid the pale beauty Of her face in her hands,
Il and sat there sobbing eonvulsively, and deadly
. inattentive to what else was said.
S5ia Even If you have told the truth, and all the
truth, Mr. Churston,'' said my father, in low
voice, {. the matter must be judiciaily slfted,
and we had better begin at once
eys = But this will be ruin, Mr. Holford,'' re-
turned MIR. Churston, in the same tone, :" ruin
{ to nv character, at all events, and this, toe,
Il upon the unsupported evidence of asmalicious
idiot "a.
5ss No, no, not unsupported, Mr.. Churston,' .
replied Joel, with suppressed, but evident exul-
station; the idiot has evidence to bring fol th
~ that cannot be contradicted. Here, Master
a Holford. cut this button off my coat now let q
q constable take that and show it to my mother
q st the gate, and when he returns we shall see
what Mr. Ghurston has to say for himself" 9
4 h This was done, and several minutes Of won
adering expectant silence passed, broken only by
the moaning of the bereaved mother The foot
steps of the constable were then heard returning
along the narrow path, and no other sound that
I could hear; but the mysterious instinct of tbs
III mother was more keenly appreciative, for at
once the sobbing ceased, and she sprang up IN
3 an attitude Of intense listening attention which
seemed to become more absorbed and eager
"A with each passing moment The door was flung
open, and wild, rapturous scream, almost a
1naniacal ontburst of maternal joy, was stimuli
taneous with the entrance of her son. the re-
q puted drowned or murdered Theodore ts=
My head seemed to spin round like teetotum,
a and so imagine did those of others, buta glance
3 at Joels triumphant aspect and uplifted finger,
directed towards the chop fallen, discounted
v Mr.. Churston, with the hooking words which
followed explained the whole mystery g say,
3 Mr.. Churston, the idiot has spoiled your we'd
8 ding for you, and wormed out your secret over
the market. Didn't yon know, sir, or had you
forgot, that in the long run, the knave is no
4 match even for fool ~
What thoroughly sane brain could have hit
n upon and successfully carried through such an
audacious ruse. When we had time to look
about us "a little calmly, Churston, we found.
Il had skunk off; and presently, Joel, sideling uE
to me, said, in whisper, as the excited Fanny
the only name l seem to know her by-left the
room with her child $ There'll be a chance for
you yet, Master Helford, and you won't forget
will you, that kindness may sometimes be re,
paid even by poor half-crazy outcast, such al
Y lam 4
There was q chance. blessed one, leading tt
1 aday of which the joy-bells have never ceased
to ring ont ther music gratulations in one of tbs
happiest homes in ell broad England