Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1871-01-04

what my gran0mObnef Salu at dlIefen6
times, 1 concluded that my father was in
love with titled lady before my. moth
er's death. No doubt he married this
lady. If he lives, this lady's son may
I be his, acknowledged .h6ira Ny father
has utterly, disowned the son of his-frst-
hasty, ilI-starred marriage. j have a
fancy that shall meet him some day
and Jasperls brow darkened 70 deeper
blackness, However, j stand no chance
I of ever receiving Justice at his hands,
fWhat is your father's name, JaspeT2'
asked TFessilian. uETi Taai5 n
.LOwder's face ,darkened, He bit his
lip. savagely. .t--, f=ggr--t --~. y
learned from my own OBservation;- or
/ from chance words Of my. parents and
grandmother. My mothers MAIDEN
name was Jeanette Lowder. At our
London lodgings, my father bore the
name of LOwder.s / don't know his real
name, but l should know his face any
where, although have. not seen him in
thirteen years. My mother was actual
ly married, Tressilian, but never heard
my father name. @ The clergyman who
married my mother was dead; the wit
ness also. When my grandmother was
dying she tried to tell me the story. She
had put it off too long. All that could
understand of her mumblings was the
name of DevereuX. l shall never forget
that name-'DEvERUX! Probably that
was my fathers name-my own right=
ful name. But asfI should never find
him sought him, / stand no chance of.
inheriting his property. He may be
dead. He may 4 have nOther) sons who
have, succeeded him. It is all q nays
terry, but the prominent truth is that I
am an outcast, poor, disowned AMI
fTiendleSs.5f lEE III -EE11a[ HlaaEI -c
He leaned over the bulWarka g and
spray dashing over his face violently
Tressilianis heart warmed to him.
b. FMy0poorr friend!' he said. Must ] say
again you are not fFiendless while / live,
My father has influence enough to OBJ
tain for you a government appointment.
This tangle may stTaighten itself out
some day But if it don't, you are fesO-
lutte enough to make your own haRpi-,
He grassped Lowder'so baBtd, and look
ed with warm bright eyes, full Of sym
pathy, into Lowder's lowering face.
There had been temporary lull IN
the Storm But as the two stood there.
the tempest revived and swept over the
wild sea in maddeRed rage Y Bdt 20 4
There was no time for talking 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, q mere
fc0ckIe shell on the billows. 1,'.l1''1
7 Mother oOf MeTeies1 walled the cap
tain.a- It's all up with us, sigH0Tes. Il
can't make out the Cape in this dark
ness. We shall 90 on the rocks. st.
lAnth6ny. save US ~ ri sst ldiislsA h-
Iea The seamen echoed his cries. TFs - Il
The two young Englishmeny eOppre--
hending. their peril, clasped hands in si-I
For the next few minutes it seemed
that Pandemonium reignedav .T-l a
a. Then a noise like the report of q can
non suddenly doomed through the storm
and the darkness The little vessel shiv-
cred, staggered, and eareened upon her
side. ;r,. r..7 q- -sf-- ---g -s;g 10
She had struck upon a rock. i
A moment later crew and passengers
were struggling in the waters 7n 70 "a
A few moments of bufetings and tos-
sings, of vain ystrugglers and agoniZed,
involuntary prayer, and then Jasper
Lowder felt his senses slip from him.
and became uncOn scious.7 iua rTsd :.
When he came to himself, he was ly-'
ing upon a rocky beach of the Sicilian
shore, sore, bruised and weak IS child.
Hesopened his eyes. The wind had
spent its fury, and now moaued along
the coast with a desOlute, despairing
wall The waves beat against the rocks.
Sd LOwder struggled to his elbow. A2Hi
'Wreckedv he muttered. Il am cast
ashore, while the others are drowned -
Oh, this is terriblei I have lost my best
friend to-nightP EI-tsHi i'a a'. at@= j
.,,J ,,,,,,,,c. L. .le,..a . Cd
-'He is dead, who would have done sol
much for me, and / so worthless am
saved! All my hopes of an easy and lux
urious life must be resigned nOwp
At that moment he heheld a dark OBJ
iect at a little distance in thelwater-I
The waves hurled this object against the
head of a sunken rock. At the same
instant Lowder. recognized it as the body
He crept toward it, and the waters
dashed the body on the shore at his feet.
He put his hands on the faceg How
cold and wet. it was 1t felt like the
face of q dead mani LOWder's fngerts
came in contact with the soft, siIken
mustachey and he knew that the body
was that,Of Guy Tfessilian! si-oa Hr5 Il
Of the five who had stood on the
slOop's deck a half-hOur earlier, these
his crew had found their deaths among 4
the cruel, yawning waters. 90 .-- 3. q
LOwder thrust his hand under the
waistcoat of his friend, buthe could not
preceive the beating of his heart De-
Spair took possession of him. ---- -..-E Il
tDeadr he said shrilly. Dead And |
he 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 it% .H-iT !
It seemed to him that some demon at
his side echoed the question: Who could
fill the place left GdcUY1t By noble Guy
4reSsiIia71 ,. .Jl- IEuaa 9 90 Gola1.Er2 \
A thought came to him-a thought so /
strange and sinister that he shivered in !
voluntarily. Again he felt of TressiIi- ]
ans heart. IS 1t gave no 6hrOb against his
hand. He passed his handOYer TTessili-
ans head and discovered a gaping
wound in the skull, The hair was cIot-
ted with blood. i.l' 7isi 5' |
Putting his hand into his breast poek-
ct, Lowder drew out his little water |
proof match-safe. He opened it with /
trembling fingers and struck a light
The red flicker danced on young Tres
silian's face. E-r b-ff4T f--s 4
How CHASTITY and terrible it looked - |
The eyes were closed, the smile was gone. |
The seal of death seemed set on the no
BILE features. sHE .Eea .c II
Louder examined the wound. 1t had
been made by contact with the sharp
rock, and even Lowder perceived its /
terrible character. Hli- H.l4 l4i-aH-t--
IF he isnot dead, he soon will be- he
muttered. His brain has received an
ayUFI11 iOiurV He will never know who /
he is again. He won't live till morning, I
and he is perhaps dead already. He
must be deadp .a-r -aus. \.
Again it seemed to him as though I
some dennan echoed his words.
The match dropped from his fingers
into the water. For a little while he
crOuched- on the wet stones in silence, 4
it may be with the better and nobler in 1
stincts of his nature.
At last, with sudden and abrupt /
stealthiness, his hands stole into the /
breast pocket of Tressilian and drew out 4
his private notebook, packet of let 7
teTs, few trinkets. He secured, these
among his own wet garments. Their
possession seemed to give him courage, /
and his face hardened, and he knelt be- 7
side the body of his friend and rifed his |
garments of all that they contained, be- |
slowed his plunder on his own person. I
Then he took his own purse, his nOte-
book, few receipts and trifies from his
own pockets, and put them in the pOck-
cts of Tressilian. - !
at is done = he whispered to himself, (
looking with wild defiant eyes though
the darkness. No one is harmed. He
is dead. If he had lived, he would have
provided for me. As ne is dying or
dead, / must provide for myself IhiS