Staunton vindicator and general advertiser. (Staunton, Augusta County, Va.) 1858-1860, 1859-02-19

found wheat field growing where my cot.
tage fire used to burn, and all my old GRO
MES dead all except old Hat, who has re-
ceived and given me shelter. Sir, my story
is DONE make what you can Of il" said the
invalid, sinking doWn in her bed as if ut
terly exhausted. - orass at
Old Hurricane, whose countenance had
expressed emotions as powerful as they were
various while listening to this tale, now
arose, stepped cautiously to the door, drew
the bolt, and coming back, bent his head
and asked
What more Of the child 2"
cap, sir? | have not heard word of
Cap since I left her to try and hunt out her
friends. But any one interested in her
might inquire for her at Mrs. Simmons, )
laundress, No. 8, Rag Alley"
- You say the names upon that ring
vere-E Eugene Cayitola 7"
Yes, sir, they were.D
Have you that ring about you?'
emo, master, | thought it best, in case
Of accidents, to leave it with the child"
"Have you told her any part Of this
strange history?"
mo, master, nor limited it; she was too
young for such confidence"
you were right Had she any mark
about her person by which she could be
identified 2"
+" Yes, master, a very strange one. In
the middle Of her left palm was the perfect
image of a crimson hand, about half an
inch. There was also another. Herbert
| Greyson, to please me, marked upon her
fore arm, in India ink, her name and BIRTH
day Capitola Oct. 31st, 1892"
4 Right. Now tell me, my good soul,
do you know. from what you were enabled
to observe, what house it was where Capt.
ola was born 2"
II am on my oath. No, sir, I do not
know; but 1r a
g You suspect p
The woman nodded.
" 1t was -" said old Hurricane, stoop-
ing and whispering name that was heard
by no one but the sick woman
She nodded again, with look Of intense
meaning. r mas
!" Does your old hostess here, Hat, know
or suspect anything Of this story 2" inquired
Major Warfeld. .l5
& Not a word! No soul but yourself has
heard it'' Ri 54 is1.
& That is right! Still be discreet! If
you would have the wicked punished and
the innocent protected, be silent and wary.
Have no anxiety about the girl. What man
can do for her will | do and quickly! And
now, good creature, day is actually dawn
ing. You must seek repose. And must
call the parson in and return home I will
send Mrs. Condiment over with food, wine,
medicine, clothing, and every comfort that
your condition requires said old Hurri-
cane, rising, and calling in the clergyman,
with whom be soon after left the hut for
|home
They reached Hurricane Hall in time for
an early breakfast, which the astonished
housekeeper had prepared, and for which
their nights adventures had certainly given
them good appetite.
| Mr.. Warfeld kept his word, and as soon
as breakfast was over he dispatched Mrs.
Condiment with carriage filled with pro-
visions for the sick woman. But they were
not needed. In couple Of hours the house
keeper returned with the intelligence that
the old nurse was dead. The false strength
Of mental excitement that had enabled her
to tell SO long and dreadful tale, had been
the last faring up Of the fame Of life, that
almost Immediately went out
g ! am not sorry, upon the whole, for
now | shall have the game in my own
hands p muttered old Hurricane to Aimsel
- All! Gabrielle LIE Noir better you
had cast yourself down from the highest
rock Of this range and been dashed to pieces
below, than have thus fallen into m,
power!''
So far we have followed the lovely hero
inc aud her friends; but the foregoing il
all that we can publish in our columns
The remainder Of the narrative can only b
found in the New York Ledger, the grea
family paper, which can be obtained at al
the periodical stores where papers are sold
Remember to ask for the Ledger, dated
February IL, and in it you will get the con
tinuation Of the narrative from where j
leaves off here. If there are no bookstores
or news Offices convenient to where you re-
side, the publisher Of the Ledger will send
you copy by mail, if you will send hin
FIVE cents in a letter. Address Robert Bon
ner, Ledger office, A Ann street, New
York. This story grows more and more
interesting as it progresses.
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Ew We.have just now heard cabbage
story which we will cook up for cur laugh.
ter loving readers:
oh! love you like anything said 8
young man to his sweetheart, warmly press
ing her hand.
'Ditto.' said she. gently returning the
pressure.
The ardent lover not happening to be
over learned, was sorely puzzled to under