The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1855-06-14

which MIR. Fairfax always wished me to
use for my own comfort, must be packed
away till he takes possession here him
self. One thing is certain, the day he
does take possession here, shall quit.
| did hope that after all will might be
found in your favor. Why Mr.. Fair
fax neglected to make one, l can't
imagine, for he never liked Redwick, if
he was his sisters child"
"I've no reason to complain," said
Francis, he gave me what be consid-
cred better than money"
Having chattcd few minutes longer,
he remarked that there was a book in.
the room recently occupied by Mr.. Fair
fax, he should like to look at.
SO Go and look at it as long as you
like,' said the housekeeper.
When in the chamber by himself, he
once more took the book from the shelf,
and opened it at the place marked by
the piece Of red tape. He though that
possibly there might be some word or
hieroglyphic which had previously es.
capped his notice but though there wer,
few lines family traced in pencil OF
the same page, there was not single
wo'd or phrase, which, by any possible
Icqnstrucrion, coulI confirm hidde,
meaning, except what be had transcribe,
to show to Mr.. Randolph. He thcr
carefully examined the book, but founc
all the rest of the leaves were blank
except the two first, where were entered
a few articles of account aud other mem.
oranda
"From the center of the rose at the
corner of the sill, seven inches," he re-
peated to himself
1t must be q window sill, he conclud-
ed, and there were four windows in the
room where he then was. Nothing that
bore a resemblance to flower OF any
description was near the corner OF either
of them. The wainscot was perfectly
smooth and plain, and the figures which
ornamented the wallpaper were of
fantastic, nondcsaript kind, bearing as
much resemblance to bundles of peacock
feathers as flowers. Itwould have been
easier to square the circle than to find
the center Of either Of them.
The carpet-it could not be that
either The decorations had no pro-
totype in nature, being like those on
the paper, of style usually called
arabesque. 1t was evident that the
rose at the corner of the sill must be
sought for in some other room. There
were two doors beside the one which
he entered. He opened one of them,
which disclosed small, dark closet.
The walls were white and bare The
door opened into small room, hand
somely furnished, the inside of which
he had never before seen. His heart
gave sudden throb when he saw that
the walls, which were not wainscotted
were covered with paper adorned with
lunches of roses, the central one of
which being a full blown rose. These
were distributed at regular intervals, a
delicate tracery of vines filling the in
termediate spaces. There was only one
window in the room, and at the right
hand corner of the sill, was one of the
large, full-blown roses, which formed
the center of each group of flowers. The
center of this central rose was no doubt
the spot whence to commence the ad-
measurement Of the seven inches, but
whether in direction horizontal, per-
pendieuar or oblique, remained to be
ascertaned. He had previously pro-
vided himself with piece of card board
of the requisite length, and kneeling on
the carpet, he measured the required
distance in every possible direction.
Nothing came OF it. There was not an
interstice where the blade of penknife
could have been introduced within the
range Of seven inches, or moro than
twice that distance.
Even then be was not satisfied, till
by the most careful scrutiny he found
there was no place IN the window frame
or the sill, within seven inches Of the
center OF the vase, which could possibly
afford a place Of conceal ment for bit
Of paper the size OF bis finger nail. His
heart sank within him. He had fully