The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-12-27

cate, the gentleman adopting the child as his
son died; third, that on the date of the certid-
cate, his widow and her maid taking the
adopted child with them, left Neuchatel on their
return 20 Eugland. One more link no added
TO this, and my chain of eyid ence is complete.
The maid remained with her mistress till her
mistress death, only few years since. The
maid can swear to the identity OF the adopted in
tant, from has Childhood TO bis youtn-from his
youth 10 his manhood, as be is now. There is
her address In EnRlsnd-aud there, Mr.. Vendale,
Is the fourth, and dnal proofr
why do you address yourself TO nle?D said
Eendale, as Obenreizer threw the written al
Obenreizer turned on him, in a sudden frenzy
OF triumph.
Because you are me mani II my niece mar
ries you, she marries bastard, brought up by
pubhc CHARITY. II my niece marres you, she
naries an impostor, without name or lineage,
DISGUISED IN the character of a gentleman of
"Rravor r' cried Bintrey. Admirably put,
Mr., Obenreizerl II only wants one word more
10 complete IT, Sac marres-thanks entirely to
your cXertiOns-a man who tnherits a handsome
fortune, and "A man whose origin win make him
grouder than ever OF his peasant wife. George
Nendale as brotber-executors, let us cOngra u
late each other Our dear dead friends last
with on earth Is accomplished. We have found
the lost Waiter Wildmg. As Mr.. Obenreizer said
just uow-yOu are the man ~
b, Tue words passed by Vendale UNDECIDED. For
the moment he was conscious of but one sem
salion-he heard but ore voice. Marguerite's
hand was laspiug his. Marguertes voice was
whispering 20 bim-'I never loved you, George,
as love you now"
THE CURTAIN FALLS.
May Day There Is merry making in Cripple
Corner, tue chimneys smoke, the patrisrchai
diuiug.holl Is hung with garlauds, and Mrs.
Goldsuaw, the respected hoJsekeeper is yery
busy. For, on this bright morning the Young
master Q, cripple Corner is to be married to
It's }oang mistress, tar away, to wit, in the
little town OF Breg, in Switzerland, lying at
the foot OF the Simplon Pass, where she saved
his lie.
The bells ring gayly in the little town of Brieg
and flags are stretched across the street, aud
rifle shots are heard, anl sounding music from
brass instruments. sire decorated casks of
wine have been rolled out under gay awning
IN the public way before the Inn, aud there will
! be free feastIng and feyelrY. What with bells
| and banners, draperies hanging from wlndo rs,
! explosion OF gunpowder, aud reverberation of
! brass music, the little town of Brieg Is all in
/ hutter like the hearts OF its simple people.
| IL was "a stormy night last ni9ht aud the
/ mountains are covered with snow, But the sun
/ Is bright to-day, the sweet air is iresh the tin
! spires OF the lttle town OF Brieg are Furnished
! silver, and the Alps are ranges of iar-of white
! cloud In deep blue SKY.
The primitive people of the little town OF Brieg
have built greenwood arch across the street,
! under which the newly married pair sh all pass
| in triumph from the church. IL is inscribed, on
that side, "HOEOR AND LOVE TO MARGUERITE
VENDSLEm for the people are preud OF her to
! enthusiasm. This greeting OF the bride under
her new name Is ateCtiouately meant rs a sur
prise, and therefore the arrang cement has been
mace that she, unconscious why, shall be taken
! to the church by a tOrtuous back way. A scheme
not difficult 10 carry into execution in the
| crooked little town OF BreE.
| So all things are in readiness and they are TO
| 90 and come on loot. Assembled in the Inns
| best chamber testivcly adorned, are the bride
and bridegroom, the Neucbatel notary, the
| London lawyer, Madame Dor, aud a certain
large mysterious English man. popularity known
as Monsieur Zhoe-I adele. And behold Madame
Dor, arTayed In a spOtless PAIR OF gloves OF her
own, with no hand in the ar but both hands
casped round the neck OF the bride; 20 embrace
whom Madame Dor mad turned her broad back
90 the company, consistent tn the last.
"Foreive me, my beauhtul,n pleads Madam e
Dor ''ior tnal ever was his she-cat!"
'She-cat Madame DOrp
"Engaped 20 sit Watching nv so charming
mouse,n are the explanatory words of Madame
Dor. delivered with peniten,ial sob,
"Why, you were our best friend George,
dearest, tell Madame Dor. Was she not our
best friend ~
Undoubtedly, darling. What should we
have done without herr
you are both so generousn cries Madame
Dor, accepting consolation, and Immediately
relapsng But commenced as a she cat"
"Ah But like the cat IN the fairy story good
Madame Dor" says Yendale, salutlng her cheek,
you we're a true woman. And, being a true
woman, the sympathy OF your heart was with
true lOye.n
81 don't wish to deprive Madame Dor of her
share IN the embraces that are going Ou,n Mr.
BlntTey puts in, watch In hand, "aud l don't
presume to offer any objection 10 your having
got yourselves mixed together, in the corner
there, like the three Graces. l merely remark
that thmk it's time we were moving. What
are yOur sentiments on that subject Mr. Ladder
"UleaT, siT,n replies joey, with gracious grin
l'"I'm clearer altogether, sir for having lived SC
many weeks upon the surface. l never was SO
long upon the suriace atore, and IT'S done me
poweT of good. At Cripple Corner, was toe
much below II. Atop OF the Snpletoa was q
deal too high above IT,. I've found the medium
here, sir. And If ever / take in conyiviai, In
all the Iest OF my DAYS, | mean to do it this day
TO the toast OF Bless 'em bOth.'
~ too ~ says Biutrey. And now, Monsieur
VOigt, let you an me be two men OF Marseiiles
and allons, marchons, arm-n-arml ~
/ They go down to the door, where others ar,
waiting Tor them, and they go quietly to the
church, and the happy marriage takes place
While the ceremony u yet in progress, Ia,
notary is called out When It Is dn'shei, h,
has returned, Is standing behind Vendale, anC
touches bIm on the shoulder.
"Go the side door, one moment, Monsieur
, Vendale. Al me. Leave Madame 10 me.n
At the side door Of the church are the sam,
two men from the HOspice. They are snow
stained aud trayel.Wo They wish him joy
and then each lays his broad hand upon Ven
dales breast ana one saws In a low voice, while
the other steadlastly regards hlm;
at Is here, Monsieur. Your litter. The yerl
; same.r
, "My litter Ia here WhyYn
"Hush For the sake Of Madame. You
companion of thst day
, "What OF himP
, The man looks at his cOmrade, and his com
r | rade takes hlm up. Each keeps his hand lti,
: earnestly on YeRdale's breast.
"He had been liyine at the brst Refuge, mon
/ sieur' Tor some days. The weather was nos
Q good, now bad"
Q "Yes?'
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