The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1867-04-18

went on. II know that you do, not
| for such occasions are never forgotten
| by women. For months before that day
you led me on, little by little till Ut last
| was foolish enough to think that I had
| only 10 ask and to have. / did ask-with
| what result you know as well as |. You
| laughed at my love, and dismissed me
forever with a follish jest | went away
and stroye to forget you. and to certain
extent / succeeded; for at that time | was
just beginning to work out the details of
my Grand Scheme, and all my time andat-
tention were needed to perfect them. =
My grand scheme ! he went on, with a
sudden change of tone, and an added
brightness in his dark eyes. s'It would
have reyolutionized the world, if only
the world was wise enough to receive it.
But like all great discoveries, am CEN
fury before the age"
He began to pace the room rapidly,
with knitted brows, and the forc6nger- O,
one hand pressed to his cheek, while his
lips moved ;naudibly; but always with a
covert eye on Cyrilla, to see that she did
not attempt TO escape.
Strange strange!' he ,murmured.
'sNo sooner did [ begin to advocate that
great project, than l was setdown as a
mailman; and because [ would not for
swear my ideas they shut me up with
mad people-me, me u
He burst into fit of laughter, loud
and shrill; and then drawing from one Of
his pockets small box of those acidula-
ted drops of which children are so fond
he placed two or three of them on his
tongue and swallowed them like so many
pills; and with that. he resumed his seat
close by Cryilla.
ut was while was living among the
mad folk, he went on, that | made
the acquaintance of my friend the Man
DARN, gentleman twelve inches in
height Sometimes he would come into
my room through the keyho!e sometimes
down the chimney, or as often as not he
would hop in at the open window carry
ing his head under his arm. He used
to perch himself on my table, and sit and
nod at me by the hour together, and favor
me with his advice on every conceivable
subject. Oh he was most learned man
DARN. It was he who persuaded me 10
come to this place and kill you-and Kill
your husband And [ have sworn to Co
it There was to be grand party to-
night at the place where ] have been re-
siding Tor so many months. | dressed for
1t, OF course just to please the foolish
creatures-you know what strange whims
those poor crazy wretches have sometimes
and in the confusion [ escaped. See
| bought this as [ came along; the handle
is designed after the antique, and pleas
ed me hugely"
As he spoke, he drew from the pocket
OF his dress-coat slender-cased ponard
of dull, blush steel, with haft of bronze
Having extracted it from its case, he pro-
ceeded to wipe it carefully almost ten
derl with his cambria handkerchief,
while Cyrilla, coiled up in the easy-chair,
watched his every movement with bright
quick glancing eyes-the eyes of an ami
NAL brought to sbay-that nothing escap-
ed.
The little clock on the chimney piece
chimed the quarter before midnight.
''When that clock strikes twelve, .Cy-
rllla Thornton, you will have lived your
life. He spoke with the quiet, unhesi-
tating conviction of tone of one who sees
before a foregone conclusion, from which
it is impossible that he can s8erve ia the
slightest degree.
'FWhat have done to deserve so terri
BILE fate at your hands ?" burst out Cyril
la. (Conluded next week