The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1870-12-28

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From what my grandmother said at dif-
ferent times, / conclude that my father
was in love with titled lady before my
mothers dsath. No doubt he married
this lady. II he lives, this ladys son
may be his acknowledged heir. Nv
father has utterly disowned the son Of
his first hasty, ill-stsrred marriage
have 8 fancy tina, shall meet him
some day, and Jaspers brow daIkened
to deeper blackness. However, I stand
no chance Of ever receiving justice at
his hands
What is your father name, JAS
PERI asked Tressilian.
Lowder's face darkened He bit his
lip ssvsgely.
what j have told you about myself
learned from my own observation, or
from chance words OF my parents and
grandmother. Ny mothers maiden
name was jeanette Lowder At our
London lodgings, my father bore the
name OF Lowder. / don't know his real
name, but should know his face any
where, although / have not seen him
in thirteen years. Ny mother was &C
tually married, Tressilian, bnt never
heard my fathers name. The clergy
man who married my mother was dead
the Witnesses also. When my grand.
mother was dying she tried TO tell me
the story She had put it off too long.
All that could understand OF her mum
blings was the name of Deyereux. !
shall never forget that name-'DEvE-
REUxr Probably that was my fathers
name-my own rightful name. But as
should never find him if | sought him,
and as he would repulse me If did find
him, l stand no chance ofinheriting his
property. He may be dead He may
have other sons who have succeeded
him. 1t is all mystery, but the prom
inent truth is that | am an outcast,
poor, disowned and friendless."
He leaned over the bulwark, the
spray dashing over his face violently.
Tressilians heart warmed to him.
MY poor friendI' he said. Must
l say again Won are not iriendless while
live. Ny father has influence enough
to obtain for You a government appoint
ment. This tangle may straighten il
self out some day But if it don't, yon
are resolute enough TO make your own
happiness"
lie grasped Lowders hand, and
looked with warm bright ewes, full OF
sympathy, into Lowder's lowering face
There had been a temporary lull in
the storm. But as the two stood there,
the tempest revived and swept over the
wild sea in maddened rage
There was no time for talkin. now
The wind rose so high that words would
scarcely have been distinguished. The
storm that had gone before had been but
play TO this awful outburst. The vessel
drove on, creaking and groaning, a mere
cookie shell on the pillows.
Mother OF Mercies walled the
captain. Its all up with Us, signores.
| can't make out the Cape in this dark
ness. We shall 60 on the rocks. St
Anthony save us
The seamen echoed his cries.
Ike two Young Engl!smen, compre-
hending their peril, clasped hands in
silence.
For the next few minutes il seemed
that a Paudemonium relgued.
Then a noise like the report of a
cannon suddenly doomed through the
storm and darkness. The little vessel
shivered, staggered, and careened upon
her side.
She had struck upon rock.
\ moment later crew and passengers
were struggling in the waters.
\ few moments of buffetings and
tossings, of vain struggles and agonized,
involuntary prayer and then Jasper
Lowder felt his senses slip from him,
and became unconscious.
When he came to himself, he was
lying upon rocky beach OF the S;cilian
shore, sore, bruised, and weak as a
child.
lie opened his eyes. The wind had
spent its fury, and now moaned along
the coast with desolate. despairing
wal. The waves beat against the
rocks.
Lower struggled 10 his elbow.
Wrecked he muttercd Il am
cast ashore, while the others are
drowned Oh, this is terrible | have
lost my best friend tonight
He moaned and wrung his hands.
"Heis dead, who would have done
20 much for me, and so worthless
am saved All my hopes of an easy
and luxurious life must be resigned
now
At that moment he beheld dark Oh
iect at little distance in the water.
The waves hurled this object against
the projecting head of a sunken rock.
At the same instant Lowder recognized
it as the body OF man.
He crept toward it, and the waters
dashed the body on the shore at his
feet. He put his hands on the face
How cold and wet it was 1t felt like
the face of a dead man. Lowder 5
fingers came in contact with the SOFT
silken mustache, and he knew that the
body was that OF Guy Tressilian
OF the five who had stood on the
sloop's deck a halfhour earlier, these
two alone were left. The captain and
his crew had found their deaths among
the cruel, yawning waters.
Lowder thrust his hand under the
waistcoat of his friend, but he could
not perceive the beating OF his heart.
Despair took possession OF him.
Dead be said shrilly. Dead
And he would have done so much for
me if he had lived Il And his father
and the young girl he was to have mar,
ried will wait in vain for his coming
His place at Tressilisn Court is empty.
Who can fill it|
1t seemed to him that some demon at
his side echoed the question Who could
fill the place left racant By noble GHy
TresS'hm?
N,boucht con,p tn nina thou yht