Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1858-07-10

should, when woman hears OF sucn criine
committed in her yicinity but what was her
look of horror compared to that overspread-
ing the face of Mrs. Yorke? A living,
shrinking horror, which pervaded every line
of her features, and turned them the hue OF
the grave.
Strange, awful thoughts were at work
within her, flashing through her brain in
quick confusion. "Janson who had sat by
her side that afternoon lie murdered Who
had done it 2"
"Who is Janson 2" inquired Miss Hardis-
ty she had but just arrived from distance,
and knew nothing Of the local politics "Did
you know him ?"
Mrs. Yorke seemed incapable of replying.
Her husband spoke up volubly.
"Janson was the surgeon. You heard Leo
say he was here this afternoon. lie has been
attending Leopold; but thought had ceased
his visits. A fine young fellow. Unmar-
ried."
"Who can have been go wicked as TO mur-
der him ?"
"Ah, who indeed -
How did you come to know il ?" Interrupt
ted Mrs. Yorke, lifting her white face to her
husband.
"Ill news travels fast. AS got home to.
night, some people were passing the gate,
apparently in excitement i inquired what
their trouble was, and they told me. 1t was
the gardener and his wife, up above, who
were returning home from the village"
Finch said he was shot," observed Miss
| IIardisty
bah he was not shot. Beaten to DEATH"
"Finch's account may be the correct one,
instead Of the gardener and his wife's," added
Mrs. Yorke. "She said he was robbed"
"Eie was not robbed, ] tell you" returned
Mr.. Yorke. "Have it so, if you like how
ever. Shot and robbed: what matters it?'
Later in the evening, about hali-past ten,
they were startled by sudden and violent
knocking, which came TO the house door.
Startled. Olivia Hardsty her mind and
tongue full of robbers and murderers, gave
vent TO faint scream, and Mr. Yorke sprapg
/ up from his chair with start, as il he would
leave the room, halted in lndecison, and then
sat down again. A deep silence succeeded,
and again the knocking came, louder than
before. They heard a servant hurry to an
swer it, they heard an entrance and the sound
of voices, aad then the footman threw open
their room door.
Master Henry Yorke."
A tall, fine lad, between fifteen and Six
teen, sprang into the room, seized Mrs.
Yorke, gave her some kisses and then turned
to shake hands with her husband. He was
the hali.brother of Mrs. Y Yorke, their mother
having married twice aud the Mr.. Yrke
now present had been distantly related to
Henry's father, the second husband.
"If don't believe that's Olivia Hardisty !"
cried he holding out his hand to the lady.
"What brings you beref"
81 think may ask what brings you here ?'
returned Miss Hardsty.
"Ah Are you not taken by surprise,
| hot oiJ ha 70 cio ota
knock | thought you would hear it was
engines p
"Why did you not let us know you were
coming?"
"How could II My old tutor had news
this morning Of his fathers death, and went
off: SO told mamma | might as well spend
the few days holiday looking you up, and
away | came, without waiting for her to say
yes or no."
"Where's your portmanteau, Henry"
Didn't bring any. She'll send some shirt;
and things after me sure TO. What pre-
cous slow railway station you have got here
Not carriage or an omnibus waiting, or any
conveyance to be had, for love or money
Mind, Elizabeth, if l have not brought
enough tin for myself, you must let me have
some, and write to mamma to pay you back
| didn't stop to ask for any, for fear she't
put in protest against my journey"
"How did you find our home p asked Mr.
Yorke.
"Oh, got into the village, which seemed
all in a hub5ub, aud tipped boy to show
me where you lived. This is not half such
nice place as your own house." added the lad
casting his eyes round the room.
at is very well for a change" said Mr.
Yorke, "and wanted some shooting"
"You must have been here half your time
now: you took it for six months. Elizabeth
you don't look we'll"
II should wonder if any of US could lool
well tonight" interposed Olivia Hardisty
"Y our knocking nearly frightened US to death
too. We had just heard of such dreadful
murder"
"a murder Where ?"
"In the village. He lived quite in th,
middle OF it, did he not, Mr.. Yorke p
"Then that accounts for the row." sait
Henry, before Mr.. Yorke could reply. 9TH
natives were standing about in groups, trying
tho could talk fastest. wondered whethe
that was the fashion here, at night In on
place, at the corner Of street or lane, the
had mustered so densely ] had to administe
some shoves to get through. Who has beel
murdered, Mr.. Yorke +? a poacher p
mo. a doctor.
That's worse"
at is awful" shvered Miss Hardisty
"He had been attending Leo, Henry, an
was here only this afternoon"
"What, the man who is murdered?"
HE was this very afternoon, aud but jus
before the deed was committed. 1t was live
think you said, Mrs. Yorke, when MI
Janson left you"
"Jauson doctor!" interrupted the boy
at was no relation to our Mr.. Janson, wa
it, Elizabeth Z"
"Your Mr.. Janson-what do you mean b
your Mr.. Janson 7" demanded Miss Hardisty
"0h, Elizabeth knows. A MIR. Janson "
used to know abroad, when i was young
ster. Is it any relation I"
= at is the same man." answered MIR. York;
!, , in a curious tone.
= Henry Yorke spraBg up from his chal
" . aud looked from his sister to Mr. Yorke
. dismay and incredulity.
= "The same man The same Mr.. Janso
, who took such care Of me on that long vo!
n age, when ran awsyf
n Mrs. Yorke inclined her head. "Yes, b
!. had settled here" she said, in low tone.
Sorrow rendered Henry's ideas confuse'
a "Oh, j wish had seen him Why did 20
q not write me word, Elizabeth, that | migl
"a have come bsfore he was murdered I"