Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1857-12-03
KENosHA, WIS. THURSDAY. DECEMBER 3. 1857

sic would be over; and besides, he woul(
rather sit by the fire until she came back
So she put her, two arms round his neck
| kissed him, and went to the door. Their,
for minute she hesitated, then turned
back to where Nicholas stood, and sale
with glittering eyes, "Grizzie, have YOU
quite, quite forgiven me my wickedness
to you?"
My darling, from my heart" He
blessed her and babe her go.
For few minutes after Adie had left
him, Nicholas sat by the fire thinking OF
her pityingly and with great love,as one
blinded and misguided by. a most unhap-
ply passion. He folded his hands, closed
his eyes, and laid his head back YEARLY,
but not despondently. "Shc win come
to see him clearly soon; only give her
time," said he to himself. Then he rose
and walked to and fro in the room, talk
ing to himself,while his eyes took soft
err CLEAN, and his brow looked less stern
than usual. Perhaps he was praying for
his darling, for he went to the window
and gazed up eagerly to the stormy sky,
as if invoking help or comfort for them
both. AT last he lighted his lamp, and
entering the oak-closet, unlocked the an
Gent cabinet, end proceeded to turn over
the poor treasure it contained. Whilst
thus occupied, he was startled by the
sound of the opening door, and Lau-
renee Royston's voice asking. Are you
at home, Nicholas Drew" The young
man was air eady in the closet; but Mich
olas motioning him back, they both re-
tired to the freside.
81 thought you were far away from
this. What brings you here tonight"
asked the engraver impatiently.
s'My own restless spirit, Nicholas,w
the reply "Where is Adie? Gone to
say her prayers?"
eyes, she is at the Minister"
81 have walked far, and have walked
fast; for it was like living in hell, that
horrible suspense" said Royston with
grim earnestness. 'T must have another
answer from you about Adie. Old man
your blood runs slow; you know not
what love is" He warmed up into pas
sion, and those restless fingers of his
clasped and unclasped themselves,
clutehing at the air.
Nicholas looked him steadily in the
face, in no wise inundated by Lau-
rence's violence. 81 have nothing to add
to what | said BEFORE" replied he.
This calmness seemed only the further
to excite the yojlno man.
eff / lose my soul for her will have
her," said he, in deep suppressed tone,
as if he were struggling to keep down
a fierce gust of passion that was almost
too strong for hun. "You have hated
me and suspected me for no cause but
your own faneies; you have watched us
and divided us, and tried to turn her
heart from me under a false specious
guise of affection. You have acted
treacherously by her
p The old man, reused out of his habit
ual meekness, confronted his accuser
with indignant steady gaze. sit is you
you, Laurence Royston, who have played
the traitor in this house! you, with lying
words, have poisoned her good heart.
She has told me all; and, by the God
above us, if gratitude and affection have
any power remaining, your wife she will
never be. Your evil influence has not
done all its work; she will not forsake
me; she will come to know you as you
are. Go out of my sight! Adie shall
never, with my will, see your wicked
face again."
While he was thus speaking, Laurence
with his teeth set and lurid eyes burning
stood irresolute; but as Nicholas waved
him towards the door, his wild suppress
ed passion broke bounds; and pressing
on the old man, he took from his breast
a pistol, which he had carried for his
protection on the journey, and shot him
dead. The moment the deed was done
he started as if the tempting and now
triumphant devil had laughed in his ear;
and STOPPING hastily down, he clutched
the dabbled white hair in his gloved
hand, and raising the CHASTITY face, saw
that he had done his murderous work
but too surely. For five hideous minutes
he stood beside the corpse staring al
it. o God, with what awful thoughts
Lifting his hat to wipe off theheavybeads
of sweat from his face, his cheek was
touched by the clammy glove; he could
scarcely repress shrek, and dragging
it from his hand-that hand which could
never lose it stains of blood guiltiness--
he flung it far from him on the floor
Presently came the idea of escape-im
mediate escape; and his mind; used to
quick conception andprompt action,in an
instant devised it simply and safely. He
first secured the door into the court, and
then, going into the closet, he flung
about upon the floor the contens of the
cabinet, to give the appearance of the
old mans having met his end from rob-
bers who: attra ted to his dwelling by
the fabulous rumors of his wealth, had
broken in upon him, and meeting with
resistance, had killed him for the sake Of
plumber, This done, he returned to his
poor victim, and staid by him, biting his
nails, and with his awful face darkened
by fear, remorse, and despair, for some
time. Hearing light step in the court
which he knew well, he flung his arms
wildly into the air, opening the door in
to the disused and haunted corridor, he
plunged into its darkness, aud made hi
escape, leaving his glove, that guilty
witness, on the floor.
1t was cold, misty twilight abroad
with heavy gusts of wind driving round
corners and sweeping the snow from the
lodges and drip-stones of the Minister
Adie gathered her cloak tightly abou
her, and feeling happier in mind thar
she had felt for many day, entered the
solemn gloom of the great church. She
passed up one of the side aieles and by
the steps to the altar-rails, where she