The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1869-03-04
EBENsBURG, PA, THURSDAY, MARCH 4, 1869
"We will find it. rest assured" sb,

VIII III. ToSL dSSuiGu, Stlo
said, ''and to this end you must co>oper-
ate with me; and now listen to what 1
have 10 say Tonight. at u O'Clock
precisely, do you two visit the old builds
ing. / will be there. Ask forthe young
woman who applied at nightfall for shell
ter. Let your object be. apparently, TO
''Bat Ido not understand ~
'.isnt you will. l am going there at
dusk, disguised as beggar girl. By the
time you come my information will have
been collected
She rose to her feet as she spoke, and
now indeed she wore the appearance of
the Nemesis L had likened her to at first.
Beautiful, but rigid as fate, looked now
that self, determined face. The beauti-
ful eyes had lost their soft lustrc, and
shone now with passionate light almost
cruel. The lips were pale, but rigid as
iron, and the beautiful nostrils dilated
with an expression of heart consuming
vengeance.
81 will read the guilty secret" she
said, ''if the criminal is there, however
deep in his heart he may bury it,
Strange as it may appear, | made no
attempt to dissuade her from her purpose.
could not / felt as if the beautiful
creature exercised over me magnetic
control. And with this understanding
we took our leave, 10 prepare for the
night visit to the old house and it's dan
gerous inhabitants.
Those acquainted with the city at that
,,ar;oJ cao form SoD,o iJao pf tho d.poa-
Of the plot we had formed. 70 US it
was matter of daily occurrence. But
for the yonng girl, inexperienced and
tenderly nursed, TO thrust herself into the
very house of the INSCRIPTIONS and des~
perate wrctches who were suspected of
this crime, was simply appalling. 1t
would not do, however, to go to the place
before the hour appointed for our coming,
for that would defeat the Object in view
Ii was, therefore, with many a mis-
giving, and uneasincss but poorly COM
cealed, we bided our time. But we deter
mined to be there at the very moment, and
the clock was on the stroke of midnight
when we knocked at the door. The out
side Of the house gave no signs of life
tened, and 10 ray of light penetrated the
darkness; but the mUiiIed sound of voices
reached our ears, until our knock hushed
them to whisper There was moment
airy hesitation as if of counse!ing together,
and then the door was opened wide.
1t was a long, low room, dusty and
brown from age. About dozen persons
were seated around but every eye was
turned to the door. Two men had risen
to their feet and stood in an attitude which
might mean defense, before the fireplace
but the object that attracted our attention
most was young girl sitting in the center
of the apartment. Her face was dark as
a gvpsy's, and the long hair hung loose on
her shoulders her dress was of poor mae
terial, ragged and unclean. Patches and
rents had almost changed its hue ard dis
guised its texture. She seemed too thinIy
clad for that cold night, and her slender
frame shivered, as if from cold, as the
chill air from the open door swept in.
'TWhat do you want 2" was the stern
question addressed to Us by one OF the men
at the fire.
Before 1 had time to reply, the girl
sprung to her feet and spoke instead:
ssArrest these men -
Her voice was low, but the face, flash
ing in the light of the fire, was that of the
Nemesis l had seen that day.
There was a short, fierce struggle, and
the men were in our power. The girl
then walked 10 place in the floor, and,
touching a concealed spring, lifted trap
door. She hade Mr. | lift the box that
lay in the hiding place. The lid was
wrenched off, and in 1t were the ol d mer-
cl ants money, papers and pocket book.
With the money was found the bill, and
the word Canal written across it.
It was not long before the men confessed
their crime. The old man had been mur-
dered and his body was thrown in the
river.
The daughter accomplished her mis-
sion She had carried out her design,
and traced to their hiding places the proofs
of the murderers' crime 1t is useless to
relate what followed Long years have
fed since then, and the young Nemesis is
yet among the living. Beautiful still, there
are many hearts to grow glad at her smiie'
and share with her the joys of the home
she charms. But this strange incident In
her life will never be effaced from her
mind, or fade from the memory OF those
who saw her then.
A CITIZEN of Burlington, VT, has IN
vented clock that runs by electricity,
and never requires winding. 1t has only