The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1871-01-05

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sloop's deck q half,hour earlier, these
| two alone were left. The captain
j and his crew had found their deatbs
among tho cruel, yawning waters. y
j Lowder thrust his hand under tho
! / waistcoat of his friend, but no could
not perceive the beating oS his heart.
| Despair took possession Of him.
| aDead n he said shrilly. SDsad
And he would have done 90 much for
| me if he had liyedl And his fsther
and the young girl he was TO haye
| married will wait il vain for his com.
ingf HIS place ~ fressilian Court
| is empty. Who can 6ll it7" /
i It seemed 70, him that some demon
| at his side echoed the question: Who
could ~ tie place seft -Odeoat by ao6ys
Gsy 1ressssas7 N q ". ~
] Adaoagnt Caane 70 hadl-s sAOoght
20 strange and sinister that he sehiv.
erred involuntarily. Again hs felt Of
Iressilian's heart Il gaze no throb
against his hand. he passed his hand
lover Tressilian's Held and discovered
gaping wonnd e the skull. The
hair was cloteed with biOod s''F
pttlns hia hand into hls h!paet
pocket, Lorder drew ont hm littia
iyater.ptoof mAtoh-safc. He opencd
IT with trombling Angors and struck
light The red nioksr dsucsd on
Treeeilian's faeo. sd d .y.ssss ~
how ghaatiy and Terrible il looked!
The eyes were closed, the smile was
gone. The seal Of death seemed set
on the noble features. a s.a - Z
towder ex.minsd The wound. Il
ned Deon made by contact with she
sharp rock, and even Lowder per.
ceived its tsfrible character. 81
III no y not dead, he soon will
bc, hs muttered. "His brain has
received N awfdl injury. He will
never know who he = again. He
woAt live Till morning and hs y PR.
haps dsad ALREADY. He muas b.
dead - ss I; !. sss.y Ae II. 1
Again It sssnsd e hin g though
some demon schoed hin words. .
The match dropped from his In,
gers into the wa4sf. For . Iittte
While he croncked on the wet stones
in silence, battling + may b with the
better, md nOblee instincts OF his na-
turs. aalsasth .A4s .as ~
AT last with snddsn md abrupt
stealthinesa his bands stole into the
breast pocket Of 1reaeilian AAd dfsw
out his private note buck, paclst
Of letters . fev trinksts. HS:ssoursd
thea. alaoog his own wet gsrmsnts.
Their posssasion seensd - gEve him
couragp, and BIZ hOs hardeaed, ssd
he knslt beeide the body e his frisad,
and rihsd his garments of oil that
they contained, bestowing his plua-
der on his own person. hsisa 81,
Then he took his own purse, his
notebook, q few reoeipts and trihes
from his own pockets, and put them
in the pockets of Tressilian.
aIt Is done !" he whispered to
himself, looking with wild defiant
eyes through the darkness. .No one
is hsrmcd. He Is dead. Il ho had
lived. he would have provided for
ma. A he ia dyinr or dead. I muat
provide for myself. Ths likeness
tetuee,, ,xs ,cill make INV fortxne. His
friends will be spared : terrible grief.
and IL shall iiye at last! Fortune
gives me = chance % rain name and
Wosith at one lucky stroke IL
"A If TO give himself no chance fbr
ranentanoes he arose to bis feet And
turned his sesrching clances n a.
inland direction. A li1ht a. fros. q
COTTAGE window: slimmer;no faintlv
thronsh the thick haze. oanrht his
care. g
Raiaino h;s voice. he c.lled loudiv.
.Helni Ho. therei helnIn
The wind had abated, and his
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