Connecticut western news., 1875-07-16

unless It was all 1Qe0 or llQ1nR MISS NH brooke's whereabouts from him, he cousin, as he was aware of the strong af lection existing between them.
 We were sorry to lose MT. Airlie, ant I could not help promising him that ht should be well informed of all that tool place respecting Kathleen. This, how ever, was not able long to do, for tho next morning MT. Fortescue gave mt notice of his intention to leave directly he could arise from the bed upon whicl his unnatural passion had thrown him | But that night the climax came.
 It was about two o'clock i'll the morn ing, when I was awakened by terrible smell of fire.
 Arousing John, we went into the pas, sage, to find it full of smoke.
 "Merciful Heaven l" cried, "the house is on fire l''
 It was so. ..
 We thought of our lodgers, and strove to ascend to them, but were driven back by volumes of dark smoke rushing down, through which the red glare of flame was visible. ....-.. ..-ry
 The fire was in Mir. Fortescue's rooms.
 "Oh, poor Miss Kathleen 1" shriek- cd. "Help help P rrt @ +'" threw the street door open and filled the place with cries for assistance.
 I was soon joined in the appeal by MT. Fortescue and his niece from the upper window. They had evidently tried the stairs and found it impossible to de- scend.
 John had just run off to the engine station, when, from the opposite direc- tiou, I perceived 0 man coming toward me.
 I recognized him at once.
 "Ohi MT. Airlie, thank Heaven it is you p I ejaculated.
 he asked.
 Kathleen Milbrooke at the window re- lated it quicker than words. .-'
 In second her cousin had darted into the burning house. I followed, but already he had vanished up the stairs.
 One, two minutes, and, blackened, burnt, he was back with Kathleen Mil brooke.
 Oh, dear Richard I" she cried. "My uncle.'
 Do not fear; I will save him, if possible, darling," he answered, again
 
 Three, four, five minutes it seemed man wrapped in the coverlet, and cling ing wildly around his sons neck.
 We bore him into the open air, for he seemed half suffocated and paralyzed with terror. Airlie rested him on his knee; but MT. Fortescue would not un- clasp his arms from him.
 His eyes were closed.
 The crowd gathered. bade them keep back. The fire engine rattled up, but could not leave that group.
 Abruptly MT. FortescueI looked up, and his eyes rested upon the blackened features of MT. Airlie. >- A> ~ssza
 He started violently, then exclaimed: Richardl was it you, then, who saved mel"
 "I was so fortunate," he answered, quietly. "You are ill no danger now, sir. "
 There was pause. The old man never removed his gaze.
 Then I saw great change come over his features.
 Richard" he said in low voice, |" can you forgive9"
 " Yes, father; but rather ask it of her," and he pointed upward.
 "I dol have, when ill wonder awful room. Mary, pardonP' he murmured, lifting his eyes. Afterward he added, anxiously: "My will-my will! It is there-burnt Thank Heaven for that"
 He made an effort to turn toward the burning house, and in the effort fell back on his sons shoulder dead. | .f I have no more to say. The will being burnt, of course Richard Fortes cue, alias Airlie, succeeded to his fathers property and also married his cousin, Miss Milbrooke.
 They now reside in Devonshire and when we pay Q visit there-which we do frequently always are sure of 8 hearty welcome from the family of our second floor lodger.