Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-09-16
you my thanks for the cheque, which was really

you my thanks for the cheque, which was really
very useful to me.
.'rime and space are limited, else might enter
tain you with full and lengthy account of my
past adventures, some of which are really anus
ing, and would furnish good readable matter in
the newspapers. AS it is, am constrained to
deny the public that pleasure: Adieu.
MARCUS JANIN."
Hugh perused this singular and fighty doc
ument, with mixture of pity and disgust
but his mind caught eagerly at two benefits
which would accrue to him from 1.-THE re-
covery of Claribel, and the restoration of his
own good name Half bewildered with the
sudden joy and relief, yet scarcely compre'
hending that his troubles were indeed 80 near
an end, he took counsel of trusty friend,
who undertook to do for him all that bis own
enfeebled condition prevented him from &C.
complishing in person.
The first result of these operations was a
visit to Hugh from the President of the Bank,
who, in very handsome manner, acknowl-
edged his regret, and that of all concerned,
for the unfortunate error into which they had
been led by the misrepresentation of his en-
emies, or rather enemy for it was Janin
alone, who had stirred up the slander, using
Hendricks merely as a tool. Cleared from
this foul aspersion, Hugh again breathed free
ly. But still he could know no peace or rest,
until his lost love should be restored him.
Claribel WASH Columbia, or else had returned
home. He could not pause now to investigate
the manner of her abduction. All that could
be afterward explained. He resolved at once
to return to Briefly Farm. His physician,
fearing worse consequences from the effect of
suspense and anxiety than from fatigue, gave
his consent to his starting that evening, only
stipulatiug that friend should accompany
him, at least, part of the way.
1t was lovely starlight night, as Hugh
rode up the avenue leading to the entrance Of
Briefly Farm. The dry grass and dead
leaves rustled beneath his horses feet, and the
cold wind blew sharply in his face; but
heavy Spanish cloak protected him from the
cold, and his heart was warm with the antici-
patton of the joy in store for him-the joy of
reunion with Claribel Before leaving Will
mington he had received telegram with the
brief notice, "Claribel is found" He did not
doubt, therefore, but that she would reach
home before he could, and would be there to
welcome him on his arrival.
When he reached the house, he looked up
eagerly at it before alighting. The shutters
we're closed. One solitary light shone through
the paror blinds, and strange air of gloom
seemed to reign over everything. He knocked
with an impatient hand. There was no reply.
Surely this was not the welcome he had looked
for. He knocked again, and presently the
door was opened, and Edna, pale and silent
as a spirit, placed her cold hand in his and
led him in. He looked in her face, and his
halfuttered greeting died upon his lips.
"Claribe" he murmured, family.
"Oh Hugh, Oh Hugh" she moaned, in
reply, and turning from him hid her face
against the wall. For moment he stood
motioness, transfxed by sharp agony Of
fear; then, without another word, he pushed
past her and entered the library.
Two candles burned upon the marble man.
telpiece, casting pale light over the room.
In the centre, upon a fower-strewn bier, lay
the silent form of his idolized Claribel,
snatched from his embrace by the inexorable
hand Of Death.