The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1870-07-08

expression ofamazemcnt exhibited, salt
courtously.
"You will I trust, excuse mo for a few
minutes, Mr.. Gwyne, while l write u
Cyril
with these words, he hastily scatet
himself. anc tho servant, William-th'
man who had shown me intO the presen
apartment-soon entered with the requir
ed volume.
The prints were of 50 interesting char
acter that l quite forgot nll surprise mt my
hosts singular behavior, and became
presently absorbed In their examination
A longer time was, perhaps, thus Occu
pied than I was then In condition o.
mind to notice. The doctors voice n
length aroused me. He was standing
now close by my side.
4 am glad Mr.. Gwyne, that the print
have proved n source Of amusement ht
said. Here Is the letter to Cyril-in the
writing Of which have taxed your p"
tience.'
While handing me the envelope, bear.
ing my brother-in laws name, observed
that he held in his left hand second en-
yclope of similar sort. As I placed Cy'
ril's in my pocket. DIR. Pomcroy went or
speaking:
The letter which / have here, Mr.
Gwynne. is addressed to yourself. Cur
ious ms the circumstance OF my having
written 1t may appear to you can only
say that all mystery will be fully explain
ed when you have opened and read It
But let me ask Of you not to do so until
your arrival ut Oaklands. Havo YOU
promise to that effcct?'
Certainly answered overcome will
astonishment Mt these extraordinary
words.
He handed me the letter.
You start for Oaklands, I believe, to
morrow morning.
Such Is my inientiOn.' =,
Five minutes later was seated In the
carriage again. riding In tho direction o
the city, filed with wonder at what SEEM
ed, the more pondered upon 1t, TO be
come only the moro inexplicable cnig
ma.
On the following day I returned tt
Oaklands. The hour Of my arrival wa
about eleven o'clock In the morning. A.
I entered the house ! handed DIR. POme
rop's letter To the servant, saying
Give this to Mr.. Pomeroy, and tell my
sister and him that have returned, hui
do not wish to be disturbed during the
next half hour
Then entered the library, and closed
the door, locking 1t. Immediately after
ward opened Dr. Pomeroy's letter tt
myself, stimulated by eager curiosity rs
did So. 1t WAS pcnncd in clear, leSibl'
hand, and ran rs follows
"Your escape, Oscar Gwynne, has been narrov
one Ny sanitorium n madhousc, pur ct simple
and when you entered IL this morning, you crOsseS
the threshold Of what tyrl and Eleanor Pomero>
intended as your prison for life. My aiding thei
the only excuse which can offer, The pecunlar,
brihe which, af,er having possessed thsmseivss % 1
your fortune, they agreed 70 pay me. When, yes,
turned from u In disgust. but his persuasiOns q
length triumphed. and ! CONSENTED ~ sign th
physicians certificste, which, NJ you PerhaPs know
could detain you legal prisoner within my ssy
lum walls.
And now to tell In few words, the reason for m,
having allowed you tO leave here uninolested-iO
having ordered away those two burly keepers, VIII
at word OF command from me, would have se,.e' ne
stranger YOU ~ generously beffendcd three year
ago Mt Guerdon, Is no other than myself, HeIber
rS@eroy. was toarneying TO lausanne a. ,e, te,
then soournng In the latter place, had been takel
dangerously III, and the news Of her sickness ha'
Just reached me. Your assistance was the means O
my reaching Lausanne In time to save her by Ju
dicIous medical treatment. I owed you q debt 9
gratitude, and have to-day endeavored To pay II
I advise you not ~ attempt an exposure OF IN,
meditated yillainy, as IL will injure your sister
name before the wurld. Believing, fur this reason
that such course will not be adopted by you,
'''''' WV HERBERT PoxERor, N. d.
More than hour had elapsed, when
opened tho library door and rccrosscd IL
threshold. NV determination that Cyri
Pomeroy and his wife should leave Oak
lands before another night had passed
was firmly, nnconquerably taken. En-
tcring the sitting-room, rang the bel
loudly, and waited for my summons to b.
answered.
Elcanor's maid presently appeared Il
the doorway. / noticed that the girl
face wore an expression Of bewildcrmcn
as asked, stcrnly,
is your mistress in her apartment "
No, SIR
Where Is shop
Gone, SIR
Gone =
Yes stamnicrcd tho girl; 'sho and Mr.
Pomeroy have just left. Aud, oh, so sud
denly. Mr.. Oscar lie hurried her ava.
almost before l could pack the portman
team they took with them. They drove.
believe, to the railway station Mt W
Mr.. Pomercy appeared to be In gre''
fright. and
That will do said, motioning for th'
girl to retire. Neither Mr.. Pomeroy o
your mistress will ever return to Oak
lands. Inform all the servants that thi
is the case
Cyril's letter from his brother hat
doubtless enlightened him with regard Z
the confession l had lately read. Little
wonder. knowing me to bc aware of tn
truth that their departure should be 81
precipitate. From that day until th'
present have never learned. have neye
cared tc inquire the whereabouts of cthe
CyIil PomerOy or his wife. There ar
some wrongs which we cannot forgive o
forget. Their mcdtated trcachery ant
crime is. perhaps, reaping, amid the mos
unhappy poverty. its own deserved pun
ishment