Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-05-11
Yeti didn't hesitate as to the ad-

Yeti didn't hesitate as to the ad-
vice | should give her, although l
felt doubtful whether she would fol-
low it, for, in spite of her reluctance
to marry johnson, l could see from
the way she told her story that he
had gained an influence over her
truly wonderful. promised, how
ever TO do all could for her, If she
remained in St. Louis, and be-
sought her not to commit the sin Of
marrying this man from q mistaken
sense Of duty.
Stranger as she was, | was so
mucn interested in her fate that |
couldn't sleep for thinking of it, and
was late the following morning
when l went to breakfast, l sat
| down opposite a traveller, sunburnt
and coarsely attired, but honest and
genial looking.
We entered into conversation,
there was something III his voice
and manner that seemed strangely
familiar, although l couldn't recol-
lect that had ever seen him before.
i But il came over me like fash OF
light when he spoke of having just
returned from the mountains, that
this was the man whom Sarah W nite,
the clairvoyant, had persOnated on
the steamboat Dresden. turned TO
him, eager and excited.
Pardon me, sir, but isn't your
name Mr.. Joe Morrison, and didn't
/ you live in Pr
He started to his feet
"For Gods sake, sir, can you tell
me anything of my wife and child!
/ IL is nearly tive years since L hoard
a word from them"
JOY seldom kills, and hadn't the
heart to proloBg his susPense- /.
eyes, yes, they are all alive and
1 well - I answered, 'and are IL this
very house, in No. -"
"My Godl il isn't possible" he
cried, rushing away from the table
ike a mad man.
[ followed him leisurely, and
found him with Willie in his arms,
| pressed close to his breast, laughing
and CRYING at the same time, and
frightening the child nearly to death.
Mrs. Morrison was not in the room;
she had gone out with DIR. johnson,
the chamber-maid said. A thrill of
apprehension ran over me.
"Do you know where they went?"
asked.
But she couldn't tell me anything,
except that the gentleman had said
something about Squire Jecko's
| That was enough. Irushed down
stairs and through the streets, drag
ging Morrison aud Willie with me,
and didn't stop to see whether peo-
pie stared or not. just as we reach
ed the door of Justice JeckO's Office,
johnson and Mrs. Morrison came
out and nay heart sank within me.
Willie caught a glimpse of them,
and cried out sllrilly, "mammal
mammal
She started and turned, and Nor
rison sprang forward with the child
in his arms, but before he could
reach her, she had fallen prone up
on the pavement. But she came too
quickly. And the greetings be-
tween husband and wife were silent
but affecting. A little later, she re-
turned to the hotel leaning upon
Morrison's arm, a proud and happy
woman. Ny fears were unfounded
she had refused to marry DIR. John
[ son, even after he had decoyed heI
to the Office of Justice JeckO.
As to the mutual explanations
that followed this happy reunion,
have little to say. Morrison was
. thunderstruck by the treacherY o
johnson in whom he had PLACED
such implicit confidence as to senC
him several large sums Of money
, for the use of Lucy and the child
, | And he couldn't help mistrustins
that their correspondence had beel
. intercepted, for neither husband o
; wife had received single one of al
a the letters they had written to eacl
r other, But he might have been mis-
! taken, for we all know what tn
: mail facilities are in the mountains
a Inever saw johnson again, but
heard afterward that Ire marrie'
: Miss White, the clairvoyant.
. The Morrisons went back to -
and their lives sank into an ordins
ry and commonplace routine Iveri
: ly believe they've half forgotten b
$ this time the tragic episode of thes
o two years.