Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1870-12-29


know his face anywhere, although have
not seen him in thirteen years. Ny moth I
er was actually married, Tres silian, but
never heard my fathers name, The
who married my mother was
dead /; the wines es also. When my
was dying she tried to tell
me the story. She had put it off too long.
All that could understand of her mum
bings was the name of Devereux. L
shall never forget that name-.DRvEREux'
Probably that was my fathers name-my
own rIghtfnl name. But as | should
never inG him if sought him, and as he
would repulse me if did find him.
standno chance ofinheriting his property.
He may be dead. He may haYe other
sons who have succeeded him. 1t ID all
a mystery, but the prominent truth Is that
am an outcast, poor disowned aud friend
less.
He leaned over the bulwark, the spray
dashlng over his face Violently.
Tlessilian's heart warmed 10 him.
MY poor freind!" he said, Must I say
again you are not friendless while | live.
My father has influence enough to obtain
for you a government appointment. This
tangle may etraighted itself out some day.
But il it dout, you are resolute enough
to make your own happiness"
He grasped Lowder's hand, and looked
with warm bright eyes, full Of SYMPATHY,
into Lowder's lowering face.
There has been "A temporary lrll in the
storm. But as the two stood there, the
.empest revived aud swept over the wild
sea in madened rage.
There was no time for talking now
The wind rose SO high that words would
scarcely have be distinguished. The
storm that had gone before had been but
play 10 this awful ouiburst. The vessel
drove on, creaking end grooming, mere
cookie shell on the pillows.
"Mothe of Mercies :" walled the cap
tain, ''It's all up with rs, signores. / can't
make out the cupe in this darkness. We
shall go Oh tie rocks. ST. Anthony save
u.s."
The seamen echoed his cries.
The two young Englishman, compre-
hending their peril, clasping hands in ST.
lcnce.
For the next few minutes il seemed
that Pandemonium reighed
Then noise like the report OF cannon
suddenly doomed through the storm and
the darkness. The little vessel shiyered,
staggered, and careened upon her side.
She had struck upon rock.
A moment later crew and passengers
were struggling in the waters.
n few moments of bIifrlings and toss
ings, of vain stsuggles and agunIzcd. in
voluntary prayer, and then Jasper Low
der felt his sences slip from him, and be-
came unconscious.
When he came % himself he was lying
upon rocky beech of the Sicilian shore,
sore, bruised, and weak as a child.
He opened bis eyes. The wind hal
speat its fury, aud now moancd along the
ccast with a desolaie, dispaIring wal.
The waves beat againss the rocks
Lowder struggled TO his elbow.
''Nrecked - he muttered. Il am cast
ashore, while the others are drowned
Oh, this is terrible. have lost my best
friend to night"
lie moaned AMI wrung his hands.
He is dead. who would have done 50
much for me, and so worthless am say
ed. All my hopes of an easy and luxu-
rlous life must be resigned now
A that moment he beheld a dark nb-
ject at 3 little distance in he water. The
waves hurled this object against The pro-
jecting head Of sunken rock. Al The
same instant Lowder recognized it as the
body OF u man.
lie crept toward it, and the waters
dashed the body on the shore at his feet
He put his hands on the face. How cold
ii was Ii felt like The face of dead
man. Lswder's fingers came in contact
with the soft, silken mousiachc, and be
knew that the body was that OF Cup Tres
silian.
OF tho five who had stood on the sloop's
deck half hour earlier, these two alone
we're left. The captain and his crew had
To und thSir deaths among the cruel. yawn-
ing w~tcrs.
LoSder thrust his hand under the waist
coat of his friend, but he could not per
ceiye the beating of his heart. Despair
took possession OF him:
dead t" he said shrilly. "Deadr
And lie would have done so much for me
if he had lived. And his father and the
young girl he was TO have married will
wait IN vain for his coming. His place
at Tressilian Court is empty. Who can
fill il! z"
1t seemed to him that some demon at
his side echoed the question Who could
jill the pta e left UGcant by the noble
CbU ITeSs1ttQn
A thought came to hi,n-a Thought so
strange and sinister that he shivered in
voluntarily. Again he felt of rresslian s
heart. Ii gave no throb against his hand
lie passed his hand over lressilan's head
and discovered a gaping wound in the
skull. The hair was clotted with blood.
Putting his hand into his breast pocket,
Lowder drew out his little waterproof
match-safe. lie opened itwith trembling
fingers and struck light. The red
flicker danced or young Tressillan's face.
How CHASTITY and terrible it looked
The eyes were closed, the smile was gone.
The seal of death seemed set Oh the no
BILE features.
Loyder examined the wound. II had
been made by contact with the sharp
rock, and even Lowder perceived its
terrible character.
''if he Is not dead. be soon will be" he
muttered. His brain has received an
awful ininr5. He Will never know who
he is again. He went 1--we Till morning
and he is perhaps dead already. He
must be dead
Again il seemed to him as though some
demon echoed his words.
The match dropped from his fingers
into the water. For little while he
crouched On the wet stones, battling will
the better and nob.er instincts Of his
ma, ure.
At last, with sudden and abrupt steal
! thipess, bis hand stole into the breas
pocket of Tressilian and daew out his
private notebook, a packet of letter, 1
lew trinkcts. He secured these among
his own wet garments. Their possession
seemed TO give him courage, and his face
hardened, and he knelt besides the body
of his friend and rified his garments O
all that they contained, bestowing hi
plumber upon his own person.
Then he took his own purse, bic note
book, few receipts and tribes from hi
own pockets, and put them in the pocket
OF Tressilian.
1T is done - he whispered to himsel
J looking with wild defiant eyes through
the darkness. mo one is harmed. III
Is dead. If he had lived, he would have
provided for me. As be is dying or dead
| must provide for myself. This ike
ness betUeen as sDiU make my for
tune. His friends will be spared ter
Iible grief, and IL shall live at last
Fortune gives me chance to gain nam'
and wealth at one luckily stroke !"