Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1874-09-30

must scream soon, and l held my han,
tight over my mouth
"Well," answered Mr.. Lewis, sup
pose we 60 and practice the. situation
come )" and they walked off together to
wards the little piece Of woodland tha
lay on our land. .tl
passed another sleepless night, ant
looked so haggard next morning at break
fast that even Mr.. Ray asked me if m,
head ached, aud he always found "eau d,
cologne" speedy relief
IAN easy conscience is a BETTER"
answered quickly. He looked up a
me curiously, and went on with his break
fast. ...
l hurried up to his room before he fin
ished, and took an inventory ofhis things
| almost tainted when close beside hi,
dressing-case | discovered--a-pistol
That settled my determination to do wha
| had resolved upon'the night before. Fa
ther would not be home for a week yet
and that tine ,ohat fearful scenes NIGH
there not be enacted in our peaceful little
home Yes; | would take it all upor
my shoulders to avert the calamity.
Therefore without word to any one
| took the second train to P, wen
straight to detective and explained Tho
whole situation.
Come with me at once" [ cried; 8
am sure he means to kill Mr.. Miles this
very night"
The detective looked surprised and
amazed at my story, and yielding to my
earnest entreaties, accompanied me home
We got back at dinner-time, and Mr. De-
tective, wearing clerical suit Of black
diued with us without the faintest suspicion
being aroused to what his calling might be
| saw him studying Mr.. Ray and Mrs
Miles, and wondered if ne could read il
their faces the tragedy feared. When
the evening train arrived, and Mr.. Miles
and Mr.. Lewis came up the walk together
what was my surprise to see Mr.. Detec.
tive rush up to Mr.. Lewis with "why
Harry, my dear boy" and shake his hand
with all the heartiness of friendship.
"What ip the world are you doing here,
Jerold ?" asked Mr.. Lewis, as he came W
the steps.
"Oh, little pleasure trip, that's all
we must have our recreation too, you
know" answed Mr.. Detective. aud he
looked at me as though to say "all right,
my dear | won't tell.' They both went
up to Mr.. Lewis room just before it was
time to ring the tea bell they came down
together, laughing. was alone in the
dining.room, putting the last few on dish.
es littletea table, when shey both came up
to where stood, and Mr.. Lewis, taking
both my hands in his, said: .a
MY dear Miss Hayden, Mr.. Jerold
has told me your fears and fancies. lam
very sorry my friend has been the uucon-
scious aud innocent cause of your anxiety,
but MIR. Ray is at present engaged in
writing an intense drama, of the new
school, and is in grea. dilemma as to
whether he will kill his hero or end Lis
days peaceably. Mrs. Miles was formerly
an actress, whose opinion he values very
highly, and-so you see-all your little
imaginings aud fears are wholly ground
less" ,syr1BDF
thought | should sink-and | guess
they thought so too, for Mr.. Jerold cried
out. Nov, my dear young lady, don't
you have acted so nobIy and brave all
through this affair don't, now !"-and l
cidn't. 1 made them both promise me
faithfully tnat they would never--never
tell anybody my suspicions-not even
father. They kept their promise, and to
this day when Harry and IL married
Mr.. Lewis, he teased me so about the af-
fair that I married him to teaze him back
when Harry and sometimes talk about
my murder case, father opens his eyes
and wonders what we mean. Mr.. ay's
piece "took" beautifully aud when | saw
the play | was as nervous over the shooting
Ike shot him--as though it was real We
paid the mortgage of the place Tom lives
there now with his wife and little ones Il
throw il up to him sometimes. Mr.. Miles
dies. shortly after that summer, and Mrs.
Miles married Mr.. Ray few years after.
When Harry plaques inc very much |
answer: (: swell, who knows but they did
mean it after all 2" AT any rate that is
the end of my Middletown Mystery.
One day, just as an English officer
had arrived ut Vienna, the Empress,