Vermont daily transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1868-1870, 1868-10-30

laugh, soon rclapsing into abs entncss
again. Once his pale ace flushed da;k-
~, and his eyes glarod like one strlg-
ling for life All, little thought the
contest was with his conscience!
ave came to our chamber. | could
not sep. Out from Ii swindoN VIII
toms light was shining OH the garden
b IDS. 1t shone on and on. Everyone
had retired, ana the house was silent as
death. l was sure Niliston was i'll
and l dressed myself resolved to go to
him.
"His door was ajar; and saw him sit
ting before his table, bending over some
papers. | entered without disturbing
him, and stood behind his chair. In
another Instant should have clasped
my hands about his forehead, but in
advertently my eyes fell Oh the task
upon which he w g engaged, and | re
manned as one transiixed.
There lay letter from his employers,
and he had covered blank page with
copying the signature. Having thus
satisfied himself with practice, ~ it APP
peared, he pushed these aside, drew the
che elk towards him, and carefully placed
the check in his pocket book, and saw
him trembling violently.
/ w thdrew noiselcssly, n had come.
and Il ed hitler to my chamber. Oh. If
could have died them
"In the morning he had disappeared,
together with all traces of the unlawful
occupation which had so absorbed him
in that dreadful midnight hour.
Last night opened the paper The
first parag' aph my eyes fell on was
headed ARREST OF Il Torg +" and, dizzy
and half blind, l read that a second
forged check signed by Tarleton & Co.,
was presented for payment, the forgery
discovcre in time, and the person,
Young man of hitherto irreproachablc
character arrested and lOd rcd III Jail.
40 Fanny! | thrust the paper into
the burning CRATE so violently az to bis
ter the tips of my fingers, rs if ut
would destroy the evidence of his guilt.
For few moments | was wild as any
inmate of lunatic asylum. l wonder l
ever came to myself. l almost wish l
never had But do live and have du-
ties before me. Fanny, / shall go to
him tomorrow"
"Oh!" cXclaime !, "what would be
thought of such II thing? o
at matters not, my mind is made
up;nn !, g, :.
for public opinion. Remember you are
not lis wife, fortunatelg.'
"But will be as soon "a possible. l
will marry Williston, and live in prison
with him for 20 years if he goes for SO
long. 1 think he will be sentenced for
20 years"
heard her with q kind of horror. If
these things were truc--if Williston
Nash had debased himself by the DELHI
crate commission of II crime, l loatn d
the very thought of a person | had res
pected as friend.
Such was my feeling, and confess l
felt annoyed ha it was not hers too.
While reflected dumbly. saw her eye
lids close and to my further amaze
ment she sank ut once into profound
slumber.
When morning came, Edith rose, pale
and calm, and commenced packing Il
trunk with W articles If apparel.
Having determined to blave all OppO-
sition with regari 10 going she had
thought /, best not to acquaint any one
else with her intention up TO the mo-
ment she started.
This might be right for her, but was it
30 for me? She seemed never to ques-
ton but what would keep her secret
from the family but in truth l did not
like to take the responsibility. The
whole proceeding distressed me.
left her, went below, and walked the
solitary parlor, urgently questioning
with myself what should do.
In passing window l caught a
glimpse Of figure rushing up the steps.
MY heart gave bound, and then stood
still. The next moment Williston Nash
stood before me.
He seemed not to notice my appear
ance, and indeed his eyes never rested
on me, but GLANCED down the parlor as
asked in simple gladneSS:
" Where is she, Sis? Where is Ed
it'll ?''
Z" In her chamber" had just voice to
say:
II am going to run up and surprise
her."
mot for your life, Willston Nash, or
the surnrise may be more than you bar
gained for"
1 forcibly caught him by the arm as he
was darling from the room.
'What Is she ill.," he exclaimed
with start. II met her brother "a |
came up, and he said not. But why has
she not written? How strangely you
look at me Fan! What is the matter :.
Out with it,"
And I did, pouring out the whole
story without reserve, for. on the
instant his look met mine, the jury in
nv heart rendered'a verdict in his favor.
knew he was not guilty. l ought to
have been ashamed o. myself for having
INDUCED in such Il thought. However,
it was not my opinion which panied
him most.
"And Edith could think of me us q
forgerT'
The sentence was uttered in bitter
ness which only circums stances so extra
ordinary could have touched his lips.
Then quickly, in changed tone he
added
'Dear gir., what has she not suffered
Run, Fan, bring her down this mo-
ment. And she was coming - my
God"
1 bounded up the stairs, shouting