The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1861-01-02

$50 so ! understand" said Jerome, set.
ting his teeth hard. $50 you know, senior
Holt Last night | had occasion to stop
Olivia she was very impertinent, you see
and Charles Lewis saw it-saw me slap her
ears not hard, oh, oh land he threatened
TO FOUND me il ever dared to touch her
again. You see he suspects Olivia is not
my child. My.wife has tongue entirely
too long, and she esteems that young fell
low.n
''I have said enough, Jerome" continued
Holt, placing roll of bills in the despera-
dos hand. eff he lives three days, must
leave America, and you"
''Y ou shall not leave, Senior. | will at
tend to this little business"
After much more villanous discourse,
the pair separated, and CASTOR Holt return
ed TO his office.
1t was after midnight when he stole forth
into the street, muttering
81 must secure those papers; he said he
had them with him. He never lies.
know the room in which he sleeps it is
easy of access. He will keep those papers
on his person, or conceal them in his room
In either case, if Jerome does for him, the
papers may be found and so ruin me and
| think had better trust my own hand
rather than Jerome's. At all events, | will
try for those papers--at least look about
for am in agonies of dread"
He hurried on until he paused before the
modest residence of Charles Lewis.
The darkness and stiffness Of the hour.
and the open window of the young mans
room, tempted him. He easily scaled the
little fence before the house, and gained a
nolseless entrance into the room Ii was
by no means the first time CASTOR Holt had
found himself III so dangerous a situation ;
and having taken off his shoes before he
scaled the fence, he began TO advance step
by step into the apartment, with which he
was quite familiar from former visits OF
feigned friendship. He paused and LISTEN
ed intenty, but heard no breathing and
knowing the position of the desk in which
Charles kept his private papers, slowly
L,
wher. a slight noise attracted his attention
toward the window and as he glanced thai
way he saw that some dark body had drop
ped into the room as noiselessy as a
cat.
Filled with terror, he sank behind the
bed so that he stood between it and the
wall.
The next FIVE minutes was of horror to
him, for he could neither see nor hear any.
thing.
He wondered that he could not hear the
breating of the sleeping Charles; and sud.
denly conc Giving that the bed was vacant,
be swept his hand softly over it. The bed
was vacant.
sNo doubt be or some one saw me enter
and is after me-" thought he. as an icy
sweat began TO pour from his face and
bosom.
He waited and listened. The suspense
was horror. Again he heard a Sigh
noise and by It's nearness, he knew the in
truder was not far from him.
CASTOR Holt unsheathed heavy knife
and cautiously retreated, hoping 10 pass
around the head of the bed, and thence tc
the window, whence lie escape.
When he reached the head OF tie bed, he
found il close TO the wall, he could retrea
no further J Listening intently, he detected
a soft, gliding noise, as if mass of cloth
ing was being pushed toward him by hair
| breadths.
Pausing no longer, he sprang for the window
His hand and loot were upon the still wher
the intruder sprang upon him, and plunged
blade at his throat, but merely woundins
him in the shoulder.
CASTOR Holt turned upon his unknown
enemy with savage curse, and strucl
back swift and fierce.
There was a deep groan and Castor
Holt bounded into the yard, Ieaped over the
fence-not forgetting 10 secure his shoe.
ere he fed like the wind. A; The next cor
ner he paused and listened He heard nc
disturbance.
''He is finished y; he mutiered, after
few minutes of conversation and then
congratulating himself that he ma d escaped
so well, hurried TO his home and entered
| unperceived by his servants, and went tc
sleep, muttering: eff | had the paper;
now, should be perfectly happy. But
shall be summoned there early in the morn.
ing, and will have excellent opportunities
for search. On the whole, think will gc
there early unsummoned, and be the frs
! TO see it.'
He had been asleep less than an hou
when his room was broken into by squac
of police, and an officer slapped him on ih'
shoulder, saying ~ arrest you FOR the mur
Ger of Jerome Sancihi, in the house of Chas
| Lewis !"
| "Ah then It was Jerome p' cried Holt ir
dismay, aud swooned with terror.
1t appeared that Charles had been de
tanned down town until almost morning