The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1869-11-23

tered TIE doctor. loa are Dot con
scsaaA u having e. enemy IN the world.
and yst you have So eucmy--A hidden
foe--a 6eud IN human form who IL
~orking oa, against you fearful hai.
red Add you have not Tie slighles.
suspicigu - 70 who be isf
No. the slightest declared the bank
or
Not The slightest, echoed Mr. Pre-
DE nv husband bad a stsp-brpther
vh0 mighs have been capable q has ia
fanny but be Is dead
The handwriting IL not familiar
No. il is merely rude scrAwl as Won
SEQ. SAID the banker Itsuggesis moth
ing-eEosp. that il Is evidently DISCUS
Cd
Again there was profound silence.
Our child Is seventeen years Old now,
at length murmuered Mrs Prebie. hsF
voice trembling She is 90 the thresh-
Old 81 womAnhood No doubt, during
al these years, she has yearusd for Us,
wherever she mag be, as We have yearn-
ed for her.
Bat where is she asked the phys,c-
ian aud now his voice was broken by
the deep sympathy with the agodized
parents Where can she be
Heaven only knows, answered the
mother. Perhaps ia San Francisco
perhaps in some rude hut in the interl-
or, with some obscure farmer, aud un-
der a name that is not hers | think
her abduetor would have carried her to
some lonely region Of the interior,
among tho valleys and mountains. Yet
/ never sec young girl IN The streets
without turning to look at Der | nov
or bear girhsh voice without listening
eagerly, half fAncying that it may prove
the voice OF my lost Jessie.
Oh, plying heaven sighed DR. Hut
ton, pushing food OF tears from his
eyes. Will this long agony never be
over
| We hope SO, and eyon believe SO, an
swered Mrs. Preble, with the hrmness
OF an unialtering trust in Gods mercy,
The last message We received from our
enemy seems 10 point 10 some kind oil
a change.
True, assented DR.. Hutton, looking
at the message in question. 1t is un-
like the others II says that his reward
is at hand. He means either that no
intends TO marry your daughter, or that
he intends to demand money OF You for
bringing her back or both
We shall know, said Mrs. Preble with
forced calmress. To-day we shall have
another message, no doubt. What will
it be?
The banker turned restlessly on bis
sofa, and his face turned even paler.
Whatever it is. let it come, he muir
INJURED. Anything can be borne better
than this awful suspense. Let it come.
AZ il his impatient words had pre-
cipitated crisis, a step was heard on
the walk at this moment, and ring at
the front door followed.
Another message breathed the bank
or.
A servant soon entered bearing let
ter, which he extended to Mr.. Preble,
saying:
The bearer is in the hall.
With an eager gaze, the banker CLAN
ced at the subscription of the missiye.
| 1t is from h,nt, he faltered.
Ho tore the envelope open.
Ii contained a slip Of papear Of we'll
known shape and appearance, upon
which was scrawled, in a single line, in
an equally we'll known hand writing,
which the banker exhibited to his wife
and the physician.
| This line was as follows:
August 9, 1868 A sir IrriA cal
i shock Of wonder and horror shook
the three simultaneously,
| VIII call cried Mr.. Preble, starting
to his feet, and glazing wildly around
Is coming here cried Mrs Preble,
also arising
1t seems so, said DR.. Hutton, MIA eyes
again royerting to the message. He
will be here al SIX o'clock, and see it
is six already
| Even as he spoke the clock on the
mantelpiece commenced striking the
lappoited hour, and at that instant foot
steps resounded in the hall, approach
ling the library,
1t is he cried the doctor, also arts
ling
As the last stroke Of the hour re-
sounded, the door leading from The
ball again opened.
One long aud Mortified glance cast
the banker and his wife ia that direc-
tion, and then she fell heavily to the
floor.
Her senses had left her The above
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