The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-17
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THE MYSTERIOUS FRIEND.
A Story of Old Virginia
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sSGINCE hold all my property by
~ virtue of that will, 1 should not be
likely TO forget it," returned Berkley,
through whose perturbation there was a
tone of assumed sarcasm and contempt.
And, if ] remember rightly, your
brother never returned to America"
No sir ; he died in England"
"And do you remember how Sir Wal.
lace Berkley came to his deathP"
Again the villain turned pale, for he re-
membered the dark hint about the duel
which Chiron had thrown out week be-
fore.
al will help you," continued Chiron.
"Sir Wallace Berkley fell in a duel with
one Vincent Gilman"
"Well sir and what of that?" uttered
Berkley, vainly endeavoring to curb his
swelling fears.
"The fatal will which the unfortunate
baronet placed in your hands you made his
death-warrant for you sent Gilman over to
pick the quarrel, and when he returned he
bore to you the intelligence of your broth
er's death p
ats lie p cried Berkeley, "a base,
Internal lie, coined for the purpose Of my
ruin. There dwells not the power on earth
that can prove it p
"Perbaps not" replied Chiron, for the
man who did the deed lives no more-his
bones are lying beneath the deep shade of
yonder forest. But / will help you further.
When Gilman returned, he informed you,
also, that your brother had left wife and
child. Almost Immediately, after Sir Wal
lace's arrival in England he fell in with a
lovely companion of his childhood's years,
and he married her, of which fact he in
formed you by letter."
Il never received it lie did not writev'
shrieked the william, while thelwhite foam
actually stood upon his lips. "My brother
was never married That maniac"
The speaker did not finish his sentance,
for with bound like royal tiger Chiron
sprang forward and grasped the bastard by
the throat
"VillaiF whispered the powerful man,
in toSla2dit resembled the rushing whirl-
wind, sMorgiana Chester was your broth
er's welded wife, and she is one near and
dear to me. Let your lips give utterance
to but a whisper against her fair fame
again, and III crush you as would viper.
You did receive your brothers. letter
wherein he informed you of his marriage,
and you destroyed it. You then sought his
death, and when you heard from Gilman
tn at his poor wife was made crazy by her
misfortune, you resolved that she should
pass before the world as dishonored wo-
man ~
Chiron released his hold upon the vii.
lain's throat as he ceased speaking, and
went back to where Orlando stood trem
bling with amazed astonishment.
"Sit down, sit down for the present, " sale
Chiron, as he saw the youth about TO speak
"I will bring this matter to close err
long"
AS the old hunter--foB so we may still
call him-thus spoke, he turned once NOR
towards where Berkeley sat, and he was jus
in time to see that individual fumbling il
the bosom of his vest, as if in search o
something, but the moment he met thu
fiery glance Of the powerful.man he hal
withdrew his hand, and with tinge o
insolence nc uttered
alt seems strange that If my brothe
took to himself wife, he should hay'
withheld from her his family name"
"Sir Wallace did not withhold from his