Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1865-10-13

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had finished his toilet; and l saw only
a well dressed woman,-rather large, but
by no means awkward or ungainly.
His own clothes he gave to me.
Put those in your valise, and at your
first opportunity burn them. Have you
nothing to cover your head with p
had cap in my baggage. got it
out and put it on. He wrapped the
heavy shawl be had worn, around me,
closed the coach window, and seated him
self In his old place on the front seat.
Now said he, I'm going to tell you a
story. And, before / commence, want
to ask you if l look like murderer
The word cut me. / felt ltmyself grow
ing cold. He saw my gesture Of disgust,
and went on in voice whose melancholy
pathos thrilled me to the soul.
SO the world calls me. You have
shown yourself true heart. And am
going to trust you fully. My name is
Archibald Hunter, and my family is one
of the proudest and wealthiest in New
York. My mother was Southerntr, and
from her l inherited high temper, and
pride which my better sense has never
been able to subdue. l had one only
sister, three years younger than myself.
Words cannot adequately express to you
how | loved my little Lilly. If my life
could have made her any happier at any
time, would have given il freely. Beau
tiful she was beyond the lot of woman or
dinariy. You will forgive the fond love
of brother, when tell you, that, 10
point of personal attractions, she had not
peer. Her beauty was of the pale,
spiritual type, which marks the flower
that is to be transplanted early to heaven!
lie bowed his head on his hands, and
gave way to burst of emotion which
strangely awed as well as affected me-
| had never seen a man so moved. Alter
a moment, he raised his head and con.
tinued, with apparent effort, his singular
revelation.
1T is hardly a fit story to tell you bui
she lived IT, and you can listen. A man
high in station, and Of great wealth and
brilliant talents, met Lilly, and professsd
to love her. Ii was the old, old story
lie was possessed of rare destinations, and
gifted with subtle tongue. He'll itself
would have been ashamed Of him. He
led that innocent child on step by step,
until at last be won her entirely to him
self, and then be deserted her. | cannot
particularize. Ii maddens me to enter
into anything like detail. One dreadful
night they found my Lilly lying cold and
white at the bottom Of the river; and be,
her murderer, passed by her dead body
with heartless speech on the frequency
Of the crime of suicide. swore ven>
geance. 1t was no idle vow, meant it.
My mother guessed something of my in
lenlion, and reused herself from the an
guished sorrow which blanched her raven
locks in one short week 10 entreat me,
for her sake, not to be rash. Rash =
what was the use to talk TO a man crazed
as l was? l was a raging volcano.
sought ST. George at once, but did not
fnd him at his hotel. / met him in the
street, and charged him with the crime
10 the presence of scores of passers-by.-
He laughed in my face. There would
always be women of easy virtue in
great city like New York, he said. We
lad few hot words, | gave him pistol,
md told him to defend himself, and, after
receiving bis shot in my left shoulder
put ball into his breast. He fell heavily
o the ground, and | went home unmo>
ested. ] sought the presence of my
mother, and told her what ! had done
old her, also, that | was going out to
1--WE myself up to the proper authori,
les. .ef. Z
She was frantic. She fell on her knees
md besought me, with all the eloquence
# love and grief, TO fly to some foreign
and. She could never live through the
lisgrace of public trial which would
Irag Lilly's sacred name from the dust
where she reposed, and make our proud
amily scoff and by-word for the vul.
ar rabble.
Il yielded, at last, TO her entreaties.-
t was eowardly to fee from the laws Of
ny country but for her sake l did it.-E'
knew better than to travel by public
so l left New York on foot,
nd have advanced thus far unmolested.
am intending to escape to Europe by
'ay of Canada. We are now near the
canadian line. Tomorrow l shall cross
he frontier, and full description Of my
lothes and person has been telegraphed,
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