The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-06-25

leave her until she wishes to be rid of me,
but don't think she will survive it."
He took my hand and pressed it.
Most kind captain, / see you suffer
more in this business than do,-but there
is no help for it. I trust you will preserve
what little property of mine is left, for her
sake, that you will take care she gets what
her poor old mother may leave her. put
her life, her honor in your hands. She is''
(and how fondly low his voice became ga
delicate little creature,-her chest is often
affected; she must keep it warm; and if she
could keep the two diamond rings her moth
er gave her, should be glad; but, of
course if money is needed, they must go.
My poor Laurette-how pretty she looks"
1t was getting too much for me, and
began to knit my brows. .....ii
"One word is as good as thousand" 1
said. "We understand each other. Go to
her." ..ug ti alft
squeezed his hand he looked wistfully
at me, and added: "Stay moment, let
me give you word of advice. Don't say
a word to her be easy that is my business.
1t shall be managed in the best manner"
"Ah % said he, "I did not understand I;
yes, much better. Besides, this leave-tak-
ing this leave-takingr'
eyes" said I, "Don't behave like
child-much better. No leave-taking if
you can help it, or you are lost"
kept my seat. saw them walking
arm in arm upon the deck for about half
an hour.
called the mate to me, and when he had
read the letter, said:
% "Garley, that is bad business-bad bust
ness. put it in your hands. obey the
orders, but remain in the cabin until it is
over.'' s. .t.f.. F.. tIf
"How do you wish the thing done a' he
asked in nonchalant manner. . a3u
"Take him in boat-out of sight do it
as quick as possible don't say anything Of
this till the time comes" H..a,
Garley sat five minutes looking at me
without saying word. He was strange
fellow. l didn't know what to make of
him. He then went out of the cabin with
out saying word.
Night came at last. "Man boat go a
quarter of a mile be quick"
To obey slip of paper for it was but a
slip of paper after all. Something in the
very air must have urged me on. saw
the young man kneel down before his Lau-
rette kiss her knees . her feet her gown
cried like madman
"Part them! Part them this instant! Part
them-curse the republic-curse the direc-
tory-the directors l quit the service
curse the lawyers you may tell them if
you will y
She was dragged into her berth, and the
boat rowed away in the darkness.
Some time after dull volley came over
the sea to the vessel. 1t was all over.
Fool, mailman how paced the deck and
cursed myself. Allnight long Ipaced back
and forth, and all night long heard the
moaning of the poor stricken bird.
Often halted and was tempted to throw
myself into the sea and so end this horrible
torture of brain and heart.
Days passed; saw nothing of Laurette.
would not see her. She avoided me, and
was glad of it. / could not bear the sight
of that woe-stricken face.
The mate, Garley, how hated him! He
was as cool and unconcerned as though he
had no remembrance of shooting the poor
wretch
At Cayenne resigned my ship. Going
to the city | made all my arrangements,
and took the steamer for New York.
placed ample fluids in the hands of trusty
friend, and told him to send Laurette to me
at the end of six months. could not see
her until her grief had lost its edge.
Weary, sick and careless Of my life
wandered off into New York State, and
finally bought little place where hoped
should lie down and die.
sent for Laurette. Poor bird, / must
see her. could wait no longer.
One summer night sat in the porch of
my house, smoking my pipe, and gazing
down the road. Soon the rnmble of wheels
was heard, and the stage halted.
The next moment pair of soft arms was
round my neck, and the head of my sobbing
Laurette was on my bosom.
"Oh you dear excellent captain" ~
[" Heavens who is that behind you?"
There stood the manly form Of Antoine
Hindsclear, the convict.
"What does this mean" demanded,