Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1862-05-13
AN EVERY DAY TRAGEDY.


rlous appointments and cheerful fire, seem
4 co almost like bit of summer light aid
Warmth in the midst of this dreary De-
cember twilight.
Aiien hope. the pale young seamstress
Dad just folded up the costly satin dress
On which she bad been working all day,
anu was puttind on her velvet brown bon
pefto DEPART when Mrs. Trevor herself
i swept in.
what going already. my child Be
sure and come early to morrow morning
ior ! am in great hurry about that
Yes ma'am," said Ellen, still lingering
nsn she expected something more. But
1l@. Trevor still went on tossing over the
frif5e< On the centre table, as If in eager
- tfch or scme missing toy, and after q
minutes hesitation, sbe added:
IF you please. ma am, / am in a great
hurry this evening-would it be convent
emit for you to pay me for my days work
now"
mot tonight, my child :" said Mrs. Ire.
vor, ''you act as though you imagined that
l was going to cheat you out Of your wages!
Perhaps may give it to you tomorrow,
but don't annoy me now 70
An expression Of keen disappointment
came over the girls face, but she turned
away and left the room without saying a
word, while Mrs. Trevor continued her bur
ried search, throwing the cleaning jewels
and costly alabaster ornaments hither and
thither with reckless haste.
Apparently the investigation was in vain
for at last she spraDg burriedly toward the
door as if to call Ellen, and then, remem-
beriDg that the girl had been gone some
time, she stopped short and stood there two
or three minutes in deep thought.
Mr.. Trevor was sitting before the draw
ing room FIRE, a red silk handkerchief
thrown over bis bald head, and his slip
pered feet poised on the fender, in blssful
enjoyment of the evening paper. On the
inlaid table beside him, stood cut glass
Gecanter containing dark red wine, and
in one hand he held tiny engraved goblet
half full of the same rosy liquid. 10
short, Mr.. Trevor was taking solid comfort
otter the "ftfu! fever" of day in Wall
street.
"Well, my DEAR" said the gentleman
lazily, as his better half footstep crossed
the threshold, but as he glanced up and
caugh the peculiar expression of her couu-
tenance, he Sc: down the unfinished draught
exclaimiDg:
Good heaven, Sarah, what is the mat
teri"
MY diamond ring. Charles--the soli-
tarie diamone, you know"
"What of it?
alt is gone-stolen-aId / have reason
to think that Ellen Hope has taken it,"
Nonsense, my DEAR" said Trevor who
had risn and began to pace up AID down
the room 81 would as soon uspect your
49,
cence and purity itself"
$50 l always thought so | should have
said" answered Mrs. Trevor; "but the
diamond ring lay on the table in my bou-
doir this morning two of the servants saw
it there also and now it is gone. Ellen is
the only person beside myself who has en-
tered the room since and observed that
she was unusually perturbed when she
went away. Charles, / am sure that she
has taken it,"
Trevor walked W and down the apart
ment with hurried angry footsteps his
wife leaned against the mantle, patting her
tiny satin slipper on the floor, and awaiting
his final decision.
81 am sorry for Ellen--very sorry," he
said at length, with fevered flush on his
bald forehead; "but that ring was worth a
thousand dollars. Search the premises
thoroughly once more--and if the trinket
is not found"
"Well?"
- will notify the police at once"
"a thief, Mrs. Trevor. am / suspected of
steaIiugw
Ellen hope turned as white as ashes, as
she stood with clasped hands and dilated
eyes in the narrow little room where she
dwelt 1t was very small, but very neat,
with its tiny white bed, and the muslin
curtain looped away from it's one case.
! ment.
Gentlemen said Mrs. Trevor, turning
to the police officers, proceed with your
search, and 10 case it is fruitless, let the
law take its course. Come Charlef.
She took her husbands arm and glidcd
calmly from the room. needless of the wild
burst of sobs that broke from the wounded
depth of the young girls heart.
Sarah, / don't really think she took the
bauble," said MIR. Trevor, pausiDg uneasily
on the stairs.
"Nonsense-was it spirited awayi Are
you willing to lose thousand dollars rath
or than detect the thief"
"Well, Sarah" said the husband passing
on, "if it ever should transpire that We
have been mistaken, / shall feel as if we
bad done a cruel and barbarous thing
this day "
GOOD God, Sarah !" said the husband
one morning as he was CHANGING over the
newspaper at the breakfast table, "it is in
credible J"
What is the matter
"Poor Ellen Hope has committed suicide
poisoned herself last nightw
Mrs. Trevor was mere shocked than she
liked to own-she turned very pale.
poisoned herselfW
| "Yes-the paragraph goes on to state
that "she was driven to the act by starva-
ton and misery, never having been able to
obtain employment since she figured as the
defendant in q certain disgrsceful trial for
theft, about two months ago." Poor child!
poor child! Sarah, shall never forgive
myself for the part | took in that affair"
eff had supposed she was 10 such des
titution, should have sent her some re-
| lief" said Mrs. Trevor, thoughtfully. /
am very sorry though there can be no
doubt that she stole the ring, although it
couldn't be proved"
Mr.. Trevor went to look at the wasted
corps OF Ellen Hope, as it lay stretched on
/ tue iittic Wuitc pSu iu tdc uafIOW EOou--
| The pale pretty girl. was always rather q
favorite with the kind hearted, ehildless
old man, and there was a nameless paDg at
| his heart as he stood looking down on the
marble forehead and waxen eyelids of the
| young suicide. And he went away, the
attendants marveliDg to find spray of
cream white roses, just blossoming into
| fragrance, laid in the lilly hands that were
| oroesad an .,aaklv the
A mild afternoon in April-the sky blue
and fecked with soft islets officiating cloud,
and Mrs. Treyor's flowers exhaling per
! feet sea of sweets around her. The door
opened. 1t was her maid with a message
and little parcel.
eff you please ma'am. gentleman just
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