The daily exchange. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1858-1861, 1859-02-08

81 reached here three days ago, and found
wheat field growing where my cottage fire used to
burn, and all my old cronies dead, all except old
Hat, who has received and given me shelter Sir
my story is done-make what you can of it," said
the invalid, sinking down in her bed as if utterly
exhausted.
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?"
"Cap, sir? have not heard word of Cap since
left her to try and hunt out her friends. But any
one interested in her might inquire for her at Mrs.
Simmons, laundress, No s Rag Alley"
{. You say the names upon the ring were-Eugene
-Captoa?'
EYES, sir, they were"
"Have you that ring about you?'
NO, marster. thought it was best, in of
accident to leave it with the child.'
60 Have you told her any part of this strange his
tory?"
mo, marster, nor hinted it; she was too young
for such a confidence
'You were right. Had she any mark about her
person by which she could be identifed?''
"l es marster, very strange one In the mid
die of her left palm was the perfect image of Grim
son hand, about half an inch in length. There was
also another Herbert Greyson, to please me, marked
upon her fore arm in India ink her name and birth
day-'Capitola, Oct 3lst 1892"
"Right Now tell me, my good soul, do you
Know, from what you were enabled to observe,
what house that was where Capitola was born?"
81 am on my oath. No sir, l do not know;
but
'You suspect?"
The woman nodded.
at was -" said old Hurricance, stopping and
whispering name that was heard by one but
the sick woman.
She nodded again, with look of intense mean
ing.
''Does your old hostess here. Hat, know or
suspect anything of this story?" inquired Major
Warfield.
"Not word No soul but yourself has heard
t1 That is right, Still be discreet. Ifyou would
have have the wicked punished and the innocent pro
tected, 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
dawning. You must seek repose. And must call
the parson in and return home. l will send Mrs.
Condment over with food, wine, medicine, cloth
ing, and every comfort that your condition
quires,' said Old Hurricane, rising, and calling in
the clergyman, with whom he 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.
Major Warfeld kept his word, and as soon as
with carriage filled with provisions for the sick
woman. But they were not needed. In couple
OF hours the housekeeper returned with the inte-
gence that the old dead. The false
strength of mental excitement that had enabled her
to tell so long and dreadful tale, had been the last
fiarng up of the fame of life, that almost imme-
diately went out.
81 am not sorry, upon the whole, for now shall
Hurricane to hmself-"Ah Gabrielle LIE Nourl
better you had cast yourself down from the highest
rock OF this range and been dashed to pieces below,
than have thus fallen into my power"
So far we have followed the lovely heroine and
friends; but the foregoing is all that publish
IN our columns. The remainder of the narrative