Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1861-02-02

suffer FOR -" She STOPPED, and what she
might have said was lost 10 burst of relev
log tears.
"He shall not suffer if we can help him,
Graham answered. gently. "Cam yourself
now and read this note he has sent you"
did he send it by you? Have you looked
Upon him in prison 2" Glare cried with be.
widering look.
"As soop as ! heard Of his arrest flew to
him, was Graham's quiet answer
Clare sank back upon her pillow, end read
the hastily scrawled lines her brother had
thrust toto her hands
DEAR CLARE-Do not he cast down. |
am in prison, but you surely knO,c am not
guilty Of this awful crime | was returning
to yon in the grey of the morning. took
! the fatal path which led me directly to your
fathers dead body. knelt and placed my
hand upon his heart, aud, os | did so, was
discovered there by the keeper and two of his
men Appearances are against me- but
( never, 10 my bittsrest moment was | guilty,
even in the thought Of such deed. Can you
remember who borrowed my gun after ! car.
| ried it home from Norton's 1t was found
upon the spot. Yon see how important it is
for me 20 have this bit OF evidence cleared
away"
Glare with trembling lips read this aloud
to Graham.
"You do not remembar who borrowed the
gun do your
81 do, distinctly" Glare said fixing her
searching eyes upon the calm face near her
Graham rose and walked to the window
There was long painful silence, which was
not broken till the door closed behind the
young mans retreating form.
Upon Georges trial, every bit of evidence
turned against him. The speaker spoke of
the recent annoyance from the poaehers bis
having met George once or twice in the park
with that self'same gun in his hands the
well known fued existing between the accused
and deceased his being found. pale and
bloody, bending over the corpse, his fowling
piece discharged beside him. Then came
the evidence of the man with whose brothers
corpse be had watched that night, showing
at wha. time he left the house and that, at
the usual pace OF man, he would have reach.
ed the fatal spot about the very time the
firing was heard.
Then Glare was called upon the stand. 1t
had been positively denied by Georges conn.
sci that he bad the gun for several nights
before the murder. Clare was expected to
show who had borrowed her husbands gun in
the meantime. She took her place without
glanclng at George, with whom she had not
been allowed the least intercourse since his
incarceration bnt the eyes turned ipvolun.
tarily to o distant corner of the court room,
where her brothers eyes looked at her from
face blanched to deathly paleness and wan
from fearful anxiety.
Glare could tell nothing. II she knew who
borrowed the fowlng piece the terrible shock
she had endured had driven the circumstance
wholly from her recollection. She had not
noticed the gun since the night her husband
had brought it home from Norton's and hung
1t in its accustomed place.
death-lIke silence reigned as she sat
down, and Glare saw two flames OF crimson
shooting up over her brothers pale cheeks as
you have seen the red aurora borealis streak
the white northern sky.
She turned then 10 her husband His eyes
were fixed upon her with a wild, doubling
expression in them, lighted by the very depth
OF despair. She seemed to feel that gulf
had suddenly yawned between them. She
stretched upon ber arms 10 him, shreked out
his name, and fell inanmate to the floor
w hen she recoyed her sepses she saw no
familiar object. There was the sound of
rushing waters and the tread Of many feet
She sprang to the tiosr, opened the door and
looked out. She was on board vessel.
whittier bound ?" she asked iu dreamy
tones, OF some one near her.
For America" was the quiet response.
The captain, at that moment observing her
stepped forward and placed a note il her
hands. Your brother ordered every comfort
aud attention for you, MISS" be said "and
hope you will make free to ask for whatever
you wish during the voyage"
Glare mechanically read the papers thus
thrust inte her hands. Il will explain oil to
George" it said. He is condemned. but be
shall not die! will move heaven and earth
but be shall be saved. This though, is no
longer the land for you. ] might have gone,
you say, instead OF you. Oh, no! tor can
save and you could not. God bless you =
forever bless you, Clare !''
Oh, the agony of those long. long days
What would her bosband think Of her Had
she not read his glance, which told he knew
she had suppressed the truth which might
have saved him? Did be not look upon her.
the vile Of his bosom, as his betrayer? Would
he not curse her for her cruel desertion p
Could she trust the brother who had taken
advantage Of her inseslbiity to tear her, per.
bsps forever, from her husbands sight, to Px.
plain everything TO him as he had promised ?
Gould he, would he really save, as he so con.
hdently averred be would :? Torn by these
conflicting doubts and fears, the weary days
at sea went by for Glare like slow process
sion Of chained convicts aud when at last,
landed in New York, the great city was a
horror to her, and she aed away from its be.
wldering sights and sounds, and buried her.
self in quiet country village, selecting such
shelter as her slender purse could pay for
This was the history which, day by day,
the pale-cheeked woman, down in one Of those
tsuemeuts to let, conned over and ever again
low bitterly she accused herself; how She
poDdered and pondered, dreamed out results
which she knew we're vain, and INDUCED her.
self with hopes she dared not cherish. Wea-
rlly dd she work. determined to go back to
the scene of all hes misery, TO learn the end
and be relieved of this frightful load of sus-
pense. She had no news from her brother,
and she must believe her letters never cached
their destination. or were never answered
So she unused this summer day, with the rain
falling down. while her head was on her
hand and bitter sigh burst from her CON-
pressed lips.
"Clare |" voice said, close to her-a voice |
full of holy JOY and rapture-"Clare look |
up"
She did look up. Outside the low, little |
window, stood the man with the blue um-
brella.
Clare did not scream or faint away. She |
pressed her hands very hard upon ber heart, |
and gave a recolling spring from her chair.
The next instant the blue umbrella closed,