The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1865-12-13
UNDER SUSPICION.
CHAPTER I.-THE ARREST.

| called my brothers second wife madam;
we never quarreed, but each thought tina
the other was the most disagreeable persO
| in the universe; and as we each knew wha
the ether thought, it may be Imagined ou
| intercourse was not OF very cordial ma
ture.
/ did see to the luggage, and then tool
| tickets for the party for the York EXPIRES
by the Great Northern Railway.
Fortunately we had compartment t,
ourselves, that is, Mrs. Webster, my nice
Clara and myself
"Clara, my dear, you look as i'll as yo,
can look; no one would ever think that to
morrow was your wedding-day.
''Do | look i'll, mammal" said Clara
dreamily.
"Yes, my dear, and wretched too.
wonder you We not more sense at your age
a girl of twenty-five and breaking her hear
for love of man who for four years ha
taken not even the slightest notice of you.
why, it was one Of the conditions, Mrs
Webster, that he should not write" | ex
claimed.
Clara said nothing but looked her thank
at her old uncle.
However, Uncle Joseph, he ought t.
quietly. | have no patience with thest
poor men blightinga girls chance of get
ting well settled in life in this way; however
thank goodness, it's all over now, the fou
years are gone this three months, and to
morrow you will be the happy wife of ;
man whose age will command your respect
and whose position will secure you every
comfort.
'And one. mamma, whom nothing OF
earth but my solemn promise to my poor
dear father would make me call husband. "
well, my dear, it's fortunate for YOU
future interests that you made that promise.
I'm sure, that Mr. Iredgar is a man after
my own heart. If | hadn't other view.
for my children's sake, should have SCI
my cap at him myself" .
II IN sure, madam, Mr.. Tredgar wouiC
feel only too much honorcd if he knew youl
sentiments; the candid avowal of them is
| think, highly calculated to add to Clara.
happiness under the existing circumstan
ceS.
"Well, you know, Uncle Joseph, l an
candid to fault.
Decidedly, madam, most decidedly"
replied, remark which caused Mrs. Web
ster to read yellow covered novel for some
time in silence, though shortly afterwards
she dropped asleep.
Clara stole to my side of the carria e
and leaned her head on my shoulder.
"Oh, uncle, | wish | were dead; can il
be so very wrong to die? ana so wretched
| dread tomorrow, Oh! whyswill not Goo
pity me, and take away my life"
my dear Clara, don't there's a goot
child it's wicked to talk in this way; itt
must be borne; ! have felt as you tiel, ant
yet live, and nm not positively unhappy
only vague, shadowy regret for what nigh
and any happiness that might be mine. =
Yours are keen sufferihgs,. but bear thtn
patiently, and use will dull the pain.
But, uncle, why did he not let me hea
from him, us mamma says?
Because he was man Of honor; tn
four years were up only last April, and thi
is but July; who can tell where he is?-
Wherever he is, he is faithful and true,
know"
ooh! uncle, God bless you for those
words, | know it too, but what can do?-
cannot delay longer: my poor fathers dy
lug words, my solemn promise to marry this
man, my Stepmother's prosecutions, what
can do? Three months have fought,
and now wish ! could lie down and die
O, uncle is there no escape? | have such a
dread that he will come back after | am
married, and then-oh! it would be worse
than his death to see him! The tempta-
tion!--oh! why can't dep
Poor child. poor child!'' was all could
utter.
Bound by vow made at her father s
death bed, she was going the next day to
marry man who was old enough to be her
father, and who, but for the TACT of his per-
sistiug in his claim, spite of her openly eX.
press ed dislike Of him, was esteemed good
kind of man.
True, Clara was beautiful and accomplish
ed, beyond the average of women of her
class, and it would be struggle to any man
to give up such prise, backed as he was
by the assurances of the stepmother that
it was only a girlish fancy, and that love
after marriage was more to be trusted and
more lasting than if it came before. | con
{ s. wa, but a poor coun. eor, under such
circumstances; still | loved her very truly,
she was almost as my own daughter, for
was childless widower, and would have
given my life to save her. But it was i'm
possible, and Tomorrow would seal her
fate.
1t was not pleasant journey, that, Mrs.
Webster slept and read at intervals the
whole time, and when she slept, Clara nest
led close up to me.
1--WE arrived at York about clock, and
just as the train was slackeDing speed into
the station, guard jumped OH to the foot
board, locked or unlocked the door, retain
ing his position there until the train stop
ped 9=
'Have you all your parcels, madam"
"All, thank you, Uncle Joseph, except
my umbrella--oh! that's under the seat, "
said Mrs. Webster. 5'
Now, guard, unlock the door. " .
Are you with that young lady?' point
ing to my niece.
Certainly, unlock the door. " 10 ..t-
Better not make FUSS sir. y I' -H
"Fuss! what do you mean2"
The man, who seemed to be looking out
for somebody, now asked, ''All right, sir?"
'All right, " said the station master, com
ing to the door, and opening it, this way,
miss 'a'ft
"What does this mean?'
Step into my Office | suppose it is all
TlRht. Del'ei NV say too Aluch out HcIe,
you know " ."
We followed him through the little crowd
of passengers and porters, accompanied by
a policeman in uniform. A $ we passed we
heard iragmentary observations OF u most
pleasing kind. H 5ra a,.
(which is it?' said some one. .'r
, "It's the girl, think. y a
~'No, it IS the old woman, she looks as il
she'd do any one mischief if it suited
her Ts9 .sti..a
"Old man looks too soft for anything, F."
and so forth.
Wewent into the effice, and | Indignant
ly turned to the station-master. rag94 b;
"What is the meaning Of this, sir2'
''Oh! it's very simple, siw--a telegram
has arrived from, the police in London with
orders to stop this young lady; here it is. u