The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-02-24

kindly speaking features were tortured
with vivid lines of unmistakable anguish
yet over all there was firm set cast Of a
powerful determination which bespoke
will that was not to crushed by misfortune
or disappointment. aaI r.,
Mr.. Berkley was alone in his private
study, and though his appearance was In
dicative Of much emotion, yet it would
have been difficult to decide whether twas
cowardly fear, or demoniao satisfaction,
that moved him. He was engaged in look
ing over some papers, when he heard the
door of his room opened, and on looking
up beheld the towering form of Chiron.
"Now, by the saints of heaven p utter
ed Berkley, as he recovered from the first
shock of the meeting, "your insolence is
becoming unbearable. If you do not leave
me on the instant, your arrest and COM
mitment shall be the consequence 3ee
"Soft, soft, my dear sir, said the old
hunter. 81 think you would find it hard
to have me arrested" yrf Gaa
Not SO hard as you imagine. The
death of Gilman and Cotton may yet have
to be answered for" 8iss ,tI.a
3 $50, so then your accommodating
doctor has been blabbing. But look ye,
Mr.. Berkley, do you wish thorough in
vestigation of that affair before the public?"
Mr.. Berkeley met the keen glance Of the
hunter, and he quailed before it. In his
sonl he dared not meet the steady gaze of
his visitor for there was something in his
tone and manner, and his very appearance,
that struck a dread to his heart. But he
had sense enough to know that if he did
possible to himself, SO he. endeavored to
conquer his emotions, and turning to Chi
ron, he said : 3.Ipfs 9itni ~ eoH
81 fear no investigation, sir, of any of
my acts; but ] can inform you that the laws
protect the dwellings Of our citizens from
the intrusion of common brawlers, and you
had better beware how you lay yourself
liable to them. would be alone" 13
"And in few moments you shall,'' re-
turned Chiron, who could not help smiling
at the sudden change in his hosts ground
of complaint "but first would ask you
once more, what has become of Orlando
ChesterP''
az know not"
Beware, Mr.. Berkley What have you
done with him ?"
81 tell you knew nothing of him, only
that he has escaped from JAIL" answered
the agent, in trembling, fearful accents, but
yet with an apparent GOODNESS upon his
features. va
Then you viii not give me clue to
his whereabouts ?" continued Chiron.
If he were upon the gallows, would
give you passage in the same direction"
"Thank you kindly, sir but / shall
have no need of your services" said the
hunter and then lowering his voice to
tone of the deepest import, he continued
Now let me tell you, sir, that though
you refuse to acknowledge your hand in
this matter, yet know twas you who did
it but twill avail you little. Your ends
will not be SO easily answered. You have
in some way disposed of the son, anG you
tried to dispose Of the mother but there
thwarted you. And now, Roswell Berk-
ley, / tell you that the dreaded secret is
not locked up in the bosom of Morgiana
Chester / know that secret, and there is
another beside whose ears have drank it in,
so you need not thisl1 to save yourself by
the death Of the mother and her child.D 4
"Villain, you lie n shrieked Berkeley,
utterly frantic with passion. 81 have no
secret. care not for Mrs. Chester, save
to place her in safety" aa oifs
"No secret ?" a.e q. .4.aiss
"Nop' o
Not even with regard to n certain duel
once fought wherein you figured behind
the scenes ?' uttered Chiron.
Roswell Berkley sprang from his chair,
and the words, :" HSIlaiaf Liar ~ broke
from his bloodIess lips, but ere he could
speak further his power of utterauce SEEM
ed to fail him, and grasping his desk for
support he sank back into his seat. Tho
old hunter regarded him fora moment with
look Of utter contempt, and then turning
away, he left the villain alone.
sits of no use,' murmured Chiron TO
himself, as he stepped from BerkIey's
house, che won't criminate himself furth-
or by acknowledging his agency in the re-
moval Of Orlando but don't believe he'll
trouble Morgiana again, after what he has
Just learned"
The hunters course lay towards the
house of Sir Oliver Winfple, and when he