Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1866-07-20


If had had a touch of superstition about
me I should have said that spirits were
abroad,
A healthy maa, Of somewhat vivid i'm
agination, but without nervousness. un-
knowing bodily fear.I was affected strange
". / shuddercd in nv soft bed the wild
shrek of the locomotive fingered in my
ears somedtiug besides rain seemed beat
ing at the vindows. All my God knew
afterWard what it was, 1t was a human
soul disembodcd, lingering about the
place on earth most dear to it. The rest
of the household slept well, so far as
conld Judge, by its silence and deep repose.
Toward morning | fell asleep; when |
awoke the rain was over; the sun shone
brightly the ground was covered with
gay autumn leaves shaken down by the
wind and rain; the day promised well. l
shook off the impressions of the darkness,
dressed myself quickly, for the breakfast
bell had rung, and descending, joined the
family of my host at the table. In the
midsts of our cheerful repast, the door bell
rung. Eleanor started; the thought that
her lover might have stayed at the hotel
adjoining the depot on account of the rain
must have crossed her mind. for rapid
blush rose to her checks, and she inyGlun
tarily put up IL hand to the dark braids of
her hair as if to give them more grace
full touch. The servant came in, saying
that a man at the door wished to speak with
Mr.. Argyll and Mr, Redtield.
We arose and went out into the hall,
closing the door of the breakfast room be-
hind us.
I'm very sorry-lye sot bad news-l
hope YOU stammered the messen-
ger, a servant from the hotel.
what is it ? demanded Mr.. Argyll.
1.-The Young gentleman that comes here,
MOI Glands Ills name, belevc-was
found dead III the road this morning"
dead E"
"They want YOU to come down to the in
quest. They've rot him in "a room OF our
house. They think its "a fit-thcre's no
marks OF anything"
The father and looked at each other
the lips of both We're quivering; we both
thought of Eleanor.
"Wha shall do ~
Il don't know Mr.. Argyll. haven't
had time to think"
Nor I-not just yet. Sarah, tell the
Young ladies we have cone ont Il short time
on business and don't you breath what
you have heard. Don't let any one IL unit
we rsturn-don't allow amy one to see Miss
Eleanor. BE prudent.
Her frightened face did not promise much
r,,. bnr discretion.
ua5t.,i,,,, to thn bote1 already surround-
od h, many nroulc, we found the distress.
ino me .s,oe FOO lrle. lpon a lounge. in IA
private >i,tin%-room. lay the boyd of Henry
Moreland, The coroner and couple OF
nhy .ici,ns had already arrived. 1t was their
n,,inion thai he had died from natural cause
a, - th,.rr wa, NOT the least evidence OF
violence TO be seen. The face was as pleas
ant as in slumbcr: wccould hardly believe
him dead until wctouchcd the icy forehead.
,hnut which thc tai,l> rin~lets Of Drawn
hair clunc-. saturated with rain
WHATS ti,is.'' exclaimed one. rs we be-
o,n to relieve. thc eerpeS of its Wet car
nrnts for the purpose of further eNanin-
,tion. Ii Was Il stab in the back Not a
I,u,, of blood-only "A small triangular
hoe in the cloak. through the other Cloth
in" into the body. The investigation soon
revealed the nature ofthe death-wound; it
had been given by a fine, sharp dirk or stl-
: etto. SO firm and iorciblc had been inc
r blow that it had pierced the lung and struck
the rlo WIN >Uiilelcht lorce 10 preah III.
niilde o' .nG me',on' we , ;,,t "p0" ~,
t'lL ,,h y" T.; ;,' i,iu' ,i,a y" m.,tt
',,,'t ",,.,I h.'ya honn n,,n.nns The yctim
, tru fell fnward upon his face. bleeding inward
". which accounted for no blood having
been at first pcrcieycd: and as he had la!l
en-. 50 he had lain through all the drench'
( ing storm OF that miserable night. Nhel
discovered by ihe first passcr-hy, after gay
light.he was ly,ng on tho path. by lhe sl's'
OF iie street. Wiicii iei up ,.i 'ie u'iec'pi ~;
oi MI. ArSEli ;. HIS 'raNe,iiS paS ny ii
) SIDE. MS lace TO tfe GROUND. Inc oaS wa
not touchca' neither tile "!eh '!li.i n'oiie.
on lis peis'i' '''''Ms II tho ,o' "rd.r..r 'i
ger, min j.; "ps sh iu h', p r. ,hr donh, darknes
: nf thr ni',ht and storm, what enemy ha,
Henry Moreland, to do this deed upon him
= 1t is useless now To repeat al the varyin;
: conjcctures rising i'll our minds, or wlici
con tinued to "ngroS, the Hn'lro eo'ii,n',ll
~, t,~o,,a w,rN, ,haorv nf many that youn,
Wornlan1 had n.rished hy Il stroke in; end
a1 for snna oth.r nnrson. In the mea,
| t;mc, thn news swent through the villac,
: liza :, ,yh;rlu;nJ drstrovino the calmnes
;, Of that Sabbath morning, tossing the mind
u of nronlc more fparfullv than the materia
tempest had tossed the frail leaves. Muir
y der and such II murder in such PLACE, =
= not twenty rods from the busiest haunts o
' ' men, on Il peaceful strcct-suddem, sure
: unprovokcd! People looked behind then
! us they walked, hearing the assassin's ste
u in every rustic Of the breeze. Murder !
the far.awav, frightful idea had suddeul
= assumed Il real shapc--it seemed to hav
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