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which he had taken from the finger Of


the stranger.
GIVE me the light, Meg" said the
hoary Viiiam. The bag obeyed. But no
sooner had ne examined the ring, than he
recognised its form and a certain mark
upon it. His countenance changed, and
with groan Of agony he quickly handed
it to his wife. She knew too well from
whose hand it must have been taken,
and, after glancing at il for a moment,
yelled out with supernatural energy, 80
my son, my poor son" and fell senseless
at the feet Of her husband. Terloggan
endeavored to master his feelings until
the fact could be ascertained. He arose
with the dawn, and FASTENED to the spot
where he had left the murdered corpse.
1t was irdeed his son. The stroke Of
retribution had been complete. Over
whelmed by despair, and stung by re-
morse, to which his heart had ever before
been impervieus, he determined on self
destruction. A few days afterwards, his
maDgled body was found among the
rocks, and inferred on the spot where he
had perpetrated his last deed of blood.
The chief incidents Of his last terrible
story are narrated in the neighborhood
which was the scene of its hero's s mani
fold atrocities. His wretched wife per-
ished few weeks afterwards by the fall
Of her hut, occasioned by one Of those
dreadful storms which she and her saw
age helpmate had so frequently invoked.
A Coop SToRY.-Some Of the students
of the Indiana State University were sus-
pected to be in the habit Of drinking
brandy. DIR. Daily determined to ferret
out the secret. Calling into small drug
store the proprietor asked him chow that
sick student, MIR. Carter, came onv
Smelling a-rat, the Doctor answered in
an evasive manner, and soon drew out Of
the apOtheeary that the students under
suspicion had been in The habit of pur-
chasing brandy for sick student by the
name of Carter; that they said be was
quite low, and was kept alive by stimu-
lants; that the young gentlemen seemed
very much devoted to him. Now the
secret was out. This Carter was ficti-
tious character, and the Doctor had the
secret.
However, he kept his own counsel.
The next time the students assembled in
chapel for prayers, he cast his eyes over
the crowd and satisfied himself that
Carter's nurses were all present. The
devotions were duly conducted, and then
he called the attention of the students,
remarking that he had mournful task
to perform--as the President Of the Uni
versity it became his duty to announce
the death of their fellow student, Mr..
Carter, After a lingering illness of
several weeks, portion of which time
he was Kept al,ue by stimuldnts, he had
breathed his last. lie had no doubt this
announcement would fall sadly on the
ears of those who had so Faithfully at
tended to bis wants, but be hoped they
would bear it with resignation hoped
they would reflect on the oft repeated
words, "Memento mori"-that he would
now no longer detain but leave them to
their own reflections,
The result of this announcement was
startling. None of the Professors, and
but few of the students, had ever heard
Of Carter. "Who is he r'was whispered;
none knew, but the "kind friends who
him." and they wouldn't tell;
and the President seemed SO deely affect
ed, they didn't like to ask him.