The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-05-01
UNDER SUSPICION.
CHAPTER 1.-THE ARREST.


person In the universe, and. As we each
knew what the other Thought, it may be
Imagined that our intercourse was not of
very cordial kind.
| did see to the luggage. and then took
tickets for the party for the York express
by the Great Northern Railway.
Fortunately, VIC had compar tment to
oursel ves-that is, Mrs. Webster, my niece
Clara, and myself Aat (" &'a'@
Il "CIara, any dear, you look as ill as you
can look; no one would think that tomor
row was your wedding day"
"Do I look ill. maInmaY" said Clara.
dresnily. tCaa9aa
Eyes, my dear, and wrctched, too. I
wonder you've not more sense at your age
"A girl Of 25-and breaking her heart
for love of man who for four years has
taken not the slightest notice of you" nj
why, it was ono of the conditions,
Mrs Webster, that he should not WRITE"
exclaimed .lafT aa..aH su1 pal
Clara said nothing, but looked her
thanks at her uncle.
/ "However, Uncle Joseph, he ought to
have come back and taken his dismissal
quietly. have no patience with these
po"r men blighting girls chance Of
getting well settled in life in this way;
however, thank goodness, it's all over
now; the four years are gone this three
months, and tomorrow you will be the
happy wife of man whose age will COM
msnd your respect, and whose position
will secure you every comfort" eaEt
"And mamma, whom nothing on earth
but my solemn promise to my poor dear
father would make me call husband"
"Well, my dear, It's fortunate for your
future interests that you made that prom
Use. I'm sure that Mr. Tredgsr is man
after my own heart If hadn't other
views for my childreR's sake, I should
have set my cap at him myself"
I'm sure, madam, Mr.. Tredgar would
feel only too. much honored if he knew
your sentiments; the candid avOwal Of
them is, I think, highly calculated to add
to Clara's happiness under existing cir
tcumstances." eI#
swell, you know, Uncle Joseph, am
candid to fault. 1aua
Decidedly, madam, most decidedly. I
replied, remark which caused Mrs.
Webster to read a yellow-colored novel
for some time ia silence, though shortly
efter she dropped asleep.
Clara stole to my side of the carriage
and leaned her head on my shoulder.
"Oh, uncle, wish / were dead; can 1t
be so very wrong to dies am 80 wretch
ed, dread tomorrow. Oh! will not God
pity me and take away my life?"
my dear Clara, don't, there's good
child; it's wicked to talk in this way; life
must be borne; have felt as you feel, and
yet live, and am not positively unhap.
pr; only vague, shadowy regret for what
might have been stands like cloud be-
tween me and my happiness that might
be mine. Yours may be keen sufferings,
but bear them patiently, and use will dull
the pain"
''Bnt uncle, why did he not let me hear
from him as mamma says?"
Because he was q man Of honor; the
four years were only up last April, and
this is but July; who can tell where he is!
Wherever he is, he ia faithful and true,
know" esa fta
"Oh, uncle, God bless you for those
words. I know it, too, but what can
do? I cannot delay longer; my poor
fathers dying words, my solemn promise
to marry this man, my stepmother's per
secutions-what can do? Three months
have fought, and now wish I could
lay down and die. Oh, uncle, is there nc
escape! l have such dread that he will
come back after am married, and then
oh! it would be worse than his death te
see him! The temptation!-oh! why can.
not die?"
"Poor child! my poor childr was all
could utter.
Bound by VOW made at her father
,. death bed, she was going the next day tc
marry man who was old enough to be
her father, and who, but for the fact oil
his persis:ing in his claim, in spite of hel
openly -expressed dislike of him, was es-
teemed very good kind of man.
True, Clara was beautiful and accom-
plisbed beyond the average of women Of
her class, and it would be struggle tt
any man 20 give up such a prize, backed
as she was by the assurances of the step
mother that it was only girlish fancy
and that love coming after marriage was
more to be trusted and more lasting than
if it came before; I confess | was but 6
poor counselor under such circumsta noes
still loved her very truly; she was al
most as my own daughter, for | was {
/" childlcss widower,and would have giver
my life to save her. But it was impossi
BILE, and tomorrow would seal her fate.
1t was not q pleasant journey that. Mrs
/ Webster read and slept at intervals the
whole time, and when she slept Clart
nestled close to me-
We arrived at York about o'clock
and, just as the train was slackening it
speed into the station, guard jumped OF
to the footboard, locked or unlocked thu
door, and remained there until the train
stopped.