The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1868-01-02
sTRoUDsBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA. JANUARY p 1868.

by the violent agitation that convulsed
his whole body; and long and earnestly
did she watch the trewulous form, as it
lay torn by its i'll regulated economy. =
After an hour the lurid blackness of his
face disappeared, and a cadaverous white
ness remained, - the color of death.
He crawled to his feet upon recovering,
and, surprised beyond measure, he scratch
ed his head as if trying to recall the dark
visions Of some fearful dream. Camilla
tenderly arranged his dress, and cleansed
the blood from his face; then looking up
fondly into it, she whispered in pitiful
and earnest tones:-
Father, take me from this evil place,
l will love you, indeed l will
He brushed aside her hands which
were uplifted in token of her eager de-
sire, and was about to depart. She fell
upon his bosom weeping, and then lifting
her clear fearful eyes beseechingly, ex-
claimed with choked voice:-
Father, 1 will die; let me 60 with
you and love you as mother did Do
take me from this dark place, and be
with you always. Father, have mercy
upon mel!
And he regarded her for minute
thoughtfully, and again he appeared to
have recollected himself He motioned
as if again to depart, but she clasped his
arm and sank upon her knees.
Have pity, and take me with you"
she pleaded. Do, father, let me be
with you, OF 1 shall die. l will love you,
father, indeed, indeed l will"
He staggered with feeble steps to the
door without consoling her in the least !;
and Camilla retired to the farther end of
the chamber, to brood over her captivity.
An hour later, and her father sat alone
in his private apartment, while she, with
desolate heart, reviewed the dark pros
pect of her life.
He sat alone, surrounded with all the
luxury and magnifcence that his immense
riches could crafty, yet wanting that
treasure which is ever the heritage of the
poor peace of mind. Like Dives, he
turned cold heart upon the world, and
wrapped himself up in his own peculiar
selfshness. Wanting some con6ding
bosom, wherein to deposit the everyday
occurrances of his life; the miserable
mjen was constantly prey to his over
loaded conscience, aud this soured his
disposition, and made him passionate and
irritable.
Alone in the haunted chamber - the
retirement which he always sought out,
when harrassed by gloomy thoughts; and
here, at present, he pondered over the
solitude of his heart, and meditated upon
the causes which troubled him. Sud-
denly he arose, as if some dark dream of
the past presented itself before him in
vivid representation, and advapced with
light footstep to cabinet, situated at
some distance. He paused and his lips
moved in soliloquy:
Yes, looked with pride on the boy,
and calculated that he should remain my
son. What dishonor ever clung to him
None. He is noble as the loins of CASTLE
ever gave being to- He is comely, brave
aud generous, what more? He is all
these - his name is Cameon, his lineage
is my own; but not his spirit; no. There
is boundary of blood between both our
destinies, and none may adjudge the cur
rent to be mine. The tide of years has
swept the grim signature from the light
OF memory, and who shall recall the deed
Not time itself, no, no; it is past, and
darkened in its own obscurty, and its
memoranda given over to the executive
till the consumation."
He opened the cabinet, and it revealed
pile of yellow and time-worn parch-
ments. A roll Of velum, equally colored
by age, lay among the heap: it was tied
with strip of dark ribbon, and he un-
wound the string, and opened it. 1t was
q baptismal certificate, genuine in every
particular, and bearing signatures full and
explicit. Arnold Gascomber subscribed
together with the usual chaplainary seal
and date. 1t was Austin's. The relic of all
he might now claim. Gonsalvo read it
over and over, and again murmured me.
chanically:-
Arnold Gascomber - forbid it heav.
en-, it is false = false as perditon; he
never attended the affair, no, | say it
no." and he looked upon the signature
again and continued: 4" Let ME see, yes
it's false; the renegade, the pirate, he to
represent Cameon; no, never, it's forg
cry, lying cursed forgery, committed tc
betray me and extort rewards; oh but
shall make the miscreant feel. and cram
his mean presumption down his throat"
He threw the certificate down ant
paced the chamber with hurried stride
He kept on muttering indistinctly t
himself curses and threats, still continu
ing his march in more rapid gait. =
All his spirit shone in his dark face; and
his uneasiness increased with the motion
of his footstep. One hour passed in thi.
way, and he returned to the cabinet, anc
drew forth small box securely fastened
He seated himself in his easy chair, anC
placed it on table before him, while he
relapsed into thought: then he drew. from
small drawer bundle of documents