The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1874-10-29

artificial eye. 1t happenel III lle i,V"ei
show in the Botanical Gardens. There
was n dense crowd. 1t was in the tent
where the pelargoniums are exhibited:
Not that care about such things, but
it 40 happened. A lady advanced WIN
her parasol held in front o. her. Sud
denly she seemed to thrust it at me, az
a lancer might his lance. Her aim was
wonderfully true. The sight OF my leit
eve was gone forever. 1t was qnite.
mercy that the spike of her parasol dlh
not penetrate to my brain. That was
Arabellas doing, of course. lart OF
her revenge" -,
"And she said nothing
"She said calmly, Il beg your par,
don. 1t was an accident, and passed
on. Sac looked very handsome. She
was superbly dressed. However; ina.
she always is. Her husband IS DID, nut
amazingly rich. He labors to grat,iy
her slightest whim-so I'm told. But
her only desire tho sole passion OF her
Ife-is to wreak her vengeance upon
me | feel that she cannot forget,
much less forgive, the loss OF her ir0nt
tooth. You see, she's reminded OF that
happy business every time she looks IN
the glass, which she does frequently,
of course. She was always VAN; ana
she means, sooner or later, to be the
death of me, that's quite clear. she
made two very good attempts at the
Botanical Gardens, and tonight at tie
opera. The third time perhaps shell
o succeed" -
"But doesn't tho thought horrifl
you?' .,..,;,.o
+ "I accept my destiny" SterIcke
q said, smiling, and with rather an aiiec,
;. ed air. cit would be something TO iai
= by The hand of such woman as that
3 that would be my consolation; really
= fine creature you know, although n!
u longer in the bloom of youth; indeed
Y removed some distance now from tn
blosm of youth, but still grand AM
beautiful, and so resolute II she ha
y, loved me as she hates me J.
y "You love her still, them :.
, "Well not precisely. But aumll
l. her lust as | admire the Bengal tIgre,'
= in the Zoo. If possible, should hE
- Arabella to be Gagged like the tigro,sss
!, Inf "a that can't be-well, l wear tn
~ ~ stud as memento of her, and Tor u
u rest take my chance. Now, wl'at WI
~ Won take? Another cigar? No? oon
% p more brandy and water :"
- = No. would take nothing more,
~ had. in point of fact, already taxi
II II more than was absolutely necessary Il
J." me. left Stericker. | was much II
no ~ pressed by my experiences of tn
II, NIGHT. by what had happened at Il
~ onera, and his extraordinary narratl
IL, ~. touching the vengeance OF AraoelI
~ Was it true? was really not IN sta
W. W. of mind to determine. Even now
~ have difficulty at arriving at any d
o. tinct conclusion on the subject. Bu
no ,ao know that Stericker's face wore, to !
~, ~ thinking, a very remarkable expressl
eS- os omitted him. His smile was SIM
W. nf awful. And strange to say-at least
,oa oa think So though it may not str
,;o1 toI others in that light never saw 81
,1"l ia, icker again. He died shortly aft
sn1 'n1 wads, as I read in the newspapers
,na una victim of u street accident. lie
ohe DIV. knocked down and run over IN II
. ar Park, bya pony pbioton, driven
a. ~ lody. There was, of course, an ln4I.
,,o 10 mon his remains, the Jury decldl
lio- however, that he met his death ~
misudyenture." Some attempt =,
beeu made to hold the lady respo1nsiii
10 md to charge her with furious drivl
ms mS But nothing of the kind was sustal
""I "I before the coroner. Various witnc'
,,. rave evidence, acquittng her Oh
SUI, '.a, 5lame in the matter Her conduct
Vst was court was said to be most bocom
onC, ~, And it was reported that, at.ired
, ,aaa aa yory deep mourning, she had folio
ir'" in" Stericker's body to its last resting p
ri in Brompton cemetery: N1w, was
hms nis lady the Arabella of Sterlcker's ste
'n' Io She NAV have been. But lIave no
! 10 10 tain evidence of the fact. Nor, md
:. ctod have ! anything further to comm m
c'eo cate touching the life and death OF
,,o, acquaintance Stericker.