The Hartford herald., 1875-02-10

hear 1t was somebody. Did you think j
was the fire engines?"
"Why did you not let US know 20,
were comingY'
"How could II My old tutor had new
this morning of his fathers death, an,
went of; so | told mamma l might al
we'll spend the few days holiday looking
you up. And away came, withou
waiting for her to say yes or no."
Where is your portmanteau, HenryY
didn't bring any. She'll send som,
shirts and things after me; sure to- Wha
a precious slow railroad station you have
got herel Not carriage nor an omnibus
waiting, or any conveyance to be had fol
love nor money. Mind, Maria, if 1 have
not brought enough tan for myself, yor
must let me have some, and~write tC
mamma to pay you back. l didn't stop
to ask for any, for fear shed put in a
protest against my journey"
"How did You find our house" asked
Mr.. Yorke.
''Oh, 1 got into the village, which
seemed all in a hubbub, and tipped boy
with torch, to show me. This is not
such nice place as Saxonbury," added
the lad, casting his eyes around the room.
at is very well for change" said Mr..
Yorke. II wanted some shooting and
fishing"
There's no accounting for taste, said
the boy, struggling his shoulders "Maria
you don't look WELL"
IL should wonder if any of US could
look well tonight" interposed Olivia
Hardisty. "Your knocking nearly
frightened us to death, too. We had just
heard of such dreadful murder"
"a murderl Where?
middle of it, did he not, Mr.. Yorker
"Then that accounts for the row" said
Henry, before Mr.. Yorke could reply.
"The natives were standing about in
groups, trying who could talk the fastest.
thought they were taking observations
of the fog. In one place, at the corner oi
a street or lane, they had mustered SC
densely had to administer some shoves
to get through. Who has been murdered,
Mr.. Yorker A poacher."
"No. A doctor"
"That's worse"
at is awful" shivered Miss Hardisty;
VI
was here only this afternoon"
What, the man that was murderedY
"He was; this very afternoon; and bu
just before the deed was committed. Il
was five a'clock, think you said, Mrs.
Yorke, when Mr.. Janson left you"
"Jansonl a doctorp' interrupted the
boy. at was no relation to our Mr.. Jan
son, was it, MariaY'
"Your Mr.. Janson? What do yor
mean by your Mr.. Janson," demanded
Miss Hardisty.
"Oh, Maria knows. A Mr.. Janson W.
used to be intimate with abroad, when
was ynnngster- Is itany relation2,
at is the same man" said MIS-. Yorke
in curious tone.
Henry Yorke sprang up from his chair
and looked from his sister to Mr.. York.
in dismay and incredulity.
"The same mani The same Mr.. JAN
son who took such care of me on thai
long voyage, when went away in th'
Rushing Water7"
Mrs. Yorke inclined her head. "Yes
he had settled here" she said, in a low
tone.
Sorrow rendered Henry's ideas con
fused. "Oh, l wish l had seen him
Why did you not write me word, Maria,
that l might have come before de was
murdered.
"You stupid boyl'' cried Olivia Hardis
ty. "Could your sister tell he was going
to be murdered
"Well, / do wish 1 had seen him.
would have gone all over the country Il
meet Janson. He was the incest fellow
going"
WAS he?" asked Miss Hardisty, ap
pealing to Mr.. Yorke, who didn't seem t.
be in hurry to answer her.
"You had better ask Maria" retorteC
Henry, speaking with the random
thoughtlessness Of his age. shell tel
you he was. Why, it was near touch
I know, whether she became MrszJansol
or Mrs. Yorke. Didn't she hirt ava,
with him, sir, before she promised her
self to you? She thought was only {
youngster and couldnit see; but / was a
wide awake as she was. Don't be cross
Elizabeth"
"You always were wide awake, Harry,
drily responded Mr., Yorke.
Olivia Hardisty, somewhat stunned an
bewildered with the vista into past thing
opening to her, unclosed her lips to speal
but she thought better of it, and close
them again. Sol this was the Mr.. Janso
she had heard of in past times, who ha
loved, it was said, Maria Saxonbury, an
she him; whom Maria had rejected becauf
he was poor.
Henry talked on, until they grew tire
of answering him. Talked incessantl
until his supper came in.
When they retired for the night, Fine
was waiting in Miss Hardisty's room
assist her to undress. The two were o.
friends, SO to speak, for Finch had live
at Saxonbury many years, maid to the fir
Lady Saxonbury.
81 am glad you are come soon, ma am
bepan Finch. 81 can do nothing b
think of that awful murder. And tn
sleepy Charlotte would go to bed and lea
me. She cares for nobody but herself. y
"1 am pleased you did stop for me, " r
turned Miss Hardesty, "for | feel nervo
tonight. A common murder, thong
very distressing, does not affect the nerv
like such an one as this. 1t must ha
happened, Finch, Immediately after
left here"
"After who left here?" asked Fine
wondering what Miss Hardisty was tai
ing Of
"The doctor. Mr.. Janson. Oh, l fc
got; you did not hear; you thought it "
farmers son who was murdered. b
it was not: it was Mr.. Janson."
"Mr. Janson" echoed Finch; "Mr. ia
son who was murdered Who says SOP
"Mr. Yorke. He heard of the murd
as he came home to dinner"
Finch collected her ideas. 81 wonC
where master picked up that news" s
l said presently. ats nothing OF the SC