Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1862-07-18
OLD SERIES,
shudder OF disgust; Il. 10 q hand-a wo.
mans hand--oh, horrible, horrible =
vano whispered across 10 Cleveland, who


mans hand--oh, horrible, horribls'
\ vano whispered across 10 Cleveland, who
sat between US;
'Sbo never was there: but she described
II all perfectly last time ! saw her. To-day
I bro't specimen, preserved In spirits. OF
irishifal disease Of the hand. She would
not, II she saw IL, know I. for woman's.'
Cle,eland's turn was next. He Was very
pale. and his unsloved right hand vas
claspcd on his heart. The glove had fallen
to the ground, and hs was ab'ently crush.
ing IL with the res,lss, motion Of his foot.
How shall I dis7' was his question. in
q deep, uemuiou', husky tone. that made
US all star, with sudden horror.
lts eject on the Seeress was s,ill more
marked. She 'prapg into sitting posture,
and ,remhled from head to foot. seeming
unable to speak. The question was repeat.
I'd.
'I--don't-know, che slowly replied
then suddenly, oh no! no. NO. the
las, word rising to shrek.
Cieveland's faco was CHASTITY beyond de-
scription or conception. There was u pause:
Mr.. Arnold eIerted himself 10 calm the girl;
and presently called on me for final que''
tim.
What has become OF my bro,hsr''
A moments besi,a,ing silence: a strange
look OF surprise, information, horror un.
.rtaknblc. succeeding one another on her
pale, delicate face nni then u fearful. un.
earthly scream, which irore the very blood
in our veins. never knew befjr- what
spiritual terror meant A'.uredly, !
would rather NEE, any bodily danger than
hear tha, scream, and see ,ha, face again.
Even Arnold was appalled,. or think hc
would have in,erpo.ei before the answer
came in words. a, frst low, tremulous. un.
certain then clear, rapid. agi,a,ed, while
the girl. whole frame quivered with terri.
I bic excitement.
l see-a mountain Of snow, a prceiricc
on one side. narrow road winding along
the edge. Down-down--a, the bottom OF
,ha, precipicc. in q dry bed Of stream
there !. a body. covered with blood-oh.
horrible ! cannot hear 10 look IL has
been thrown ihere-ihrown down from the
road. Wal, u moment. and | will tell you.
how. There are two mcn-they come ou,
OF house. and they are walking up the
snow mountain along the road, close 10 the
edge Of the precipiec. One Of them turns
he will not 81 on-ho will go back. The
other laughs a, him he 'peak.-l do no,
hear wha, they say-he speak. kindly TO
him. Bn, the pale man Is 'ansry. he strikes
hi. frisnd-oh. Tod lie has flung him over
the pr,cipice--hs ha. murdered him -
wa. horror.siruck could not rouse
myself to think or speak. The clrl'. look
and tone carried conviction, Us stron; a' II
the scene .hc described IN these broken sen.
,ence, had been actually passing before hor
eyes. vane's voice i, va. I heard next:
'wha, Is the murderer llke?'
lie il tall, strong. pale She sprang
suddenly from her seat. lie is nERE " she
screamed and laying her hand on Cleye.
lands shoulder, -hc exclaimed, with shrek
tia, ran: through the room, Tnor ART TnE
Mas"
need no, a,,emp, 10 portray the scene
that followed. Indeed. | could scarcely SEQ
or hear. | only knew that Cleveland had
,pruns from hi. seat, dashed aside the arms
that were stretched ou! to selse him, and
was gone. Tho girl had fallen back upon
her couch in violent conyulsions and tho
me.meris,. himself trembling in every limb.
wa. trying to awaken her from the .unnata-
raj sleep which had been visited with 50
fearful vision.
vane GOT me out Of the room, 10 no.
recollect how and when became fully
conscious oil wha, was passing We were on
our way to CleveIsnd's lodgings. Arrived
there. Vane inquired II he WAS In. and was
answered. Yes. sir he has just gone on
stairs. we were quito frightened about
him. he looked 80 ill., We ran up to the
sitting room. which was on the frs, ioor.
The table.drawer Was open in it nv eye
caught sight Of some papers tied in ban.
die. and directed IN Cleveland's bold but
irregular hand to me. Beside. these was
the silver mounted ivory butt OF small
pistol. Clcyeland's hat and gloves lay on
the table the owner was not there Ny
hand was on the latch OF the bed room door.
and ! had just become aware that IL was
locked, when the report Of pistol rang in
my ear. iel, q, if IT had been fred close
to my head. In another mOmen, Vans
sprang q, the door. burst i, open with his
weight. and We entered the bedroom.
Cleveland lay on the bed-bis white shirt
front soaked with blood. The still smoking
pistol-iallow to that left in the drawer
had fallen from his right hand, which hun.
by bi, side. vane tore open hr' dress. and
we saw small hole. just above his heart.
in tho scorcbed vest and shirt, from which
the blood had sprung over the clothes. Lille
was already extinct Of course.
The paper. directed to mo were produced
ut the inquest. They contained an account.
ineoberent but circumstantiai, Of the mur.
der Of my unhappy brother. committed.
said the writer. in moment OF passion.