The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1870-08-20

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ture he passes the ether corner. He lays
u down In q horrid circle upen the table,
and, In turning Bis ives call upon ne
Dor. lie quits his mmhllng NJ his collar
and stock, and fnxes Al Il for q moment
TIL do my duty by hl~ 90 long as I
last. Yes III look a. Il again, 30 that he
can't accuse me Of being dlsobedient."
He takes his key from the table where
he left u In the morning He hurriedly
works the curious paddock, az II In fear of
hearing q footstep. He releases Il, and
filings his arms out suddenly, TO catch the
steel bands as they fall. lie releases them
gently, and quickly applies the key and
opens the I'D. He has no anxiety In bis
face, nc hesitation in his manner he acts
purely without hope, and looks within.
His head suddenly sinks, and he gives
vent 10 q prolonged, aspirated cry. His
eyes do hot deceive him, though he bare.
ly believes them. The color Of the silk
has changed, and Is al this moment NOV
ing, snail like. across the white porcelain,
while q faint whir and rattle comes from
out the box. The message Is coming, He
clinches his hands upon the edge Of the
table, until the knuckles are ready TO
burst through the skin; his face turns
about, with his staring, protruding eyes,
psllid skin, and parted, 3 x lips His
hair rises, his heart stands still, his
breathing stops; for the instant he 10 dead,
He turns as the noise ceases, and looks
again and reads; then he rises from his
chair, and falls headlong upon the floor.
The shock makes the house tremble,
and Is heard below. They rush in upon
him, and raise him TO his bed again.
Glider comes, full of passion and rage,
but stops on the threshold and watches
the doctors, and then crosses IL softly and
sits by the bedside. Chatterton comes TO
his senses, and murmurs, "The box, the
boxr' Glider goes TO II, and he too looks
within and trembles, and presses his face
in his hands. He tears the strip Of writ
ten silk from the porcelain, and carries 1t
TO the bedside.
Read it," whispers Chatterton.
He does so, choking, and nearly stifed
BY remorse.
"cHArrERros: The will which CO.. Germs killy
is hidden under the machinery. Look within the
paddock"
They do 80, crushing IL with the blows
of a hammer, and find another paper:
"C%HArTERToN. This was a strange whim of
mine, and perhaps Is my last one. | weakly limited
TO Glide what | was to do for Milly. might've
foreseen that he would tax you with the knowl-
edge, which I nepsr INTENDED you 10 hdpe. hayo
set this curious bax to tell all II knows on her
birthday, when she comes OF age. You will give
her the paper and all and | am sure you will
not grndge II her, for you are old, and not many
steps behind your old master. God bless you,
Chattertoni RuFus SUDAN"
The freedom and supreme happiness Of
one old man are equslled by the misery
and torturing regrets Of the other. Upon
one rests the sweetness Of being righted
and seen clearly; and upon the other
the sharp torture of an honest mans
c~ulpability, his own distrust, his remorse-
less hunt of the helpless and purely limo
cent. As the moments go, and the shad.
ows deepen, the sick man looks downward
upon the bowed head Of his old enemy,
and sees his broad hand thrown upon the
Counterpart, palm upward, beside him.
He turns away, and slips his own slender,
wrinkled hand toward IL. He encounters
IL, and places It gently within II. They
close warmly together, while he of the
under palm sobs audibly. Presently he
raises his head, and speaking huskily,
asks the doctor a question.
"He's not going, doctor, Is hef I'm to
have q chance to wipe II all out. doctorf'
The doctor, with his fingers on the
pulse, and his eyes on q thin, but smiling,
living face, replies:
"Some years yet, Glider let us hope,
many years."-AppLton's Journal