The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1872-10-19

I Ii was thus with Richard ArbyRht for
while he was confronted by the veritable
Jack Terwillager, the thought Of his mur-
dered father never entered his mind but
| his seedy looking visitor had barely made
\ his unceremonious and unexpected exit
ere the idea that he was NEST undoubtedly
/ in some manner connected with his fathers
death, shot like . Jovian bolt through his
soul. He rushed down stairs, but Ter
/ willaVer had left the hotel unnoticed
Richard went out into the streets but his
visitor could no where be seen. Had he
vanished into thin air he could not have
disappeared more suddenly and effectually,
as far a. leaving no traces Of the direction
in which he went behind. Richard inter
rogated the clerks and porters, the people
ON the streets, but to no perpose no one
had seen the person described.
Richard always attributed the death Of
hls mother and SISTER 10 the murder Of his
father. hence it 10 not at all singular II he
cherished the thought Of one day bringing
to Justice the robber assassin, who WAS
the cause Of his early OrphanAge, the
death of his sister his defective and de
ticient education, and all the subsequent
ills that fell upon him, because of these
Affections. He had no desire for revenge,
he was above that thought, but still he
felt his DIission All earth would never be
accomplished until justice was done him,
as the only surviving representative of a
family most koully and terribly wronged
His chAgrin 1t losing track Of TerW illager
may, therefore, be easily imagined how
ever, he consoled himself with the rsfiec-
tlon that he had discovered, at least, some
a.. a..
CHAPTER vi.
81 tell you, will not stand it any
longer, your conduct is unbearable, | have
patiently borne with you long enough, and
now | am determined that you shall O.
cupy your proper position in this house or
Ledre it.
The speaker was a. woman, and the
words were spoken in sharp, command
ing and somewhat insulting tone. She
was evidently in a fearful rage, a condi-
ton into which her intense nervous tenn
permanent frequently plunged her She
was fair 10 a fault, with dark hazel eyes,
aqulline features, and narrow, wedge like
forehead. Beautiful, eminently 50, at
least that was the general opinion If the
majority of the male society in which she
moved. Ordinarily she wore a serene
and placid look, but there Is a fearful diff
ference between appearance and reality,
and Miss Estella Relvason was no excep-
ton to the rule for althouL h calm and
quiet eXterlorly, there was an undercurent
below, that at times broke through the
barriers Of social restraint with impetuous
and turbulent fury
The person whom she So bitterly ad-
dressed had Just entered the room, but
stopped short and regarded her cousin
for such WAS the relation they were sup
posed to bear to each other-with look
Of bewildering astonlshment.
The person that had Just entered was
an entirely different type of woman
She was slight, graceful, spirtuetie, the
face sweet and con6ding, the forehead
high and arched, her beautiful golden
chestnut hair was thrown back with
graceful abandon like sheet Of broken
sunlight, and falling upon and covering
her shoulders Of matchless symmetry and
whiteness, like a drapery Of oriental splen-
dor
Why, cousin, what have | done r. she
faltered timidly
Don't ask me what you have done, |
hate your duphcity.-
SGousin Estella, what can you mean 7"
:" You can cease calling Inc cousin. 1t
is time this niasquerading was over and
dOne.with | amS,ot your cousin
. Not my cousin, EsteM r.
A" No !" with emphasis.
Then who aT7rI'I' exclaimed Grace,
with blanched cheek and bated breath.
- know not, | care not, answered the
naughty Estella, with look Of triumph.
Grace sank into low chair and covered
her face with her hands. Ne sound es-
capped her lips, but through the delicate
fingers Of her small white hand there
coursed in silence crystal liquid.
Her companion looked on with exultant,
malignant complacency.
The weeping girl, ss if moved by a sud
den impulse, dashed her tears aside, rose
nAjestically to her feet, and stood before
the proud Estella, the very impersonation
of stateliness and independence.
Well, are you not satished e.
" No, said Grace g | am satisfied Of
nothing but that you are jealous Of me
without cause, and that you mean me no
good"
Then we will convince you, Miss
Grace, said the other with a meer. She
arose, went to an escritoire III one corner
Of the room, and took therefrOm faded
envelope, which she handed to Grace,
saving 4 that aunt Edna's writing p
t;rs,,- examined n and aid SIT was~
We'll read II then and he convinced
purnued Estella
Grace took the letter from in faded
recentacle with trembling hand and read
a. fnIIow.
Clvu.xp ob;o Nav -th lsss
Dv.p Rsoruv, yon - ~ !. -.
ol;Id I v,,Sh yn,, ~ - - rn'', ,,o...o
t;on in case should not survive nv I,rsssnt
iIn,ss II ra,I,, / ,,onId - - poI,rj,,
merely the daughter of some mechanic
whose name have forgotten. / took q fancy
to the child and adopted her. She has no
living relative that | know Of Her people
will never trouble you, for she has none.
Yours. &C., kasA hELvAsos.