Ellsworth American., 1877-06-21

for assistance. The echo sounded every
here, and at last startled the inmates OF
the mansion beyond the knoll.
Assistance came, and when the planks
had been replaced, the beauty crossed the
bridge The excitement that prevailed is
indescribable.
The Judge and his laborers were fitting
hither ahd thther with lanterns, cursing
the hand that could perform such diabol-
ical act, while Myra, in an apparently
fainting condition, was borne to her cham
Der. The Judge believed that some villain
had attempted to take the lives of his
daughter and the young man. and de-
clared that the guilty party shoald be
brought to justice. The bodest in the
party shrank from descent into the dark
some gorge, but the judges money over
came their fears, and they went down.
BY and by shout came up:
ave have found himN'
Judge Hayward started.
"Dead?" he asked with many misgiv-
ings. and waited breathlessly for the reply.
"Breathing-that is all"
Thank God, bring him up"
II was mighty work-the rescue of
Cyrus Whitney from the rocks and waves
at the bottom of the chasm, but The men
proved themselves equal TO the task, and
at last the mangled body of the lawyer
was laid at the judges feet. There was a
plentitude of bruises, contuslons, and
broken bones, and the soul seemed about
to rellnquish its tenure OF life.
Cyrus Whitney was borne to the judges
house, and surgeon sent for. Babette,
the pale faced girl, listened on the top OF
the stairs to a discussion OF his injuries by
the group of men In the hall below, aud
then crePt dazed and almost wild to her
room. Myra with her door ajar, and with
flashing eyes, listened to the same words,
that caused her cousin such anguish.
II knew he would not surviveW she
said. shutting the door. Il said last night
that would put an end to the love max
Ing that has been going on in this house,
and If have not kept my word, let the
hand OF Heaven blight my beauty. My
sweet Cousin Babette. you mus: hunt
another lover now. And let him be one
for WHOM | never schemed.'
The davs that followed were terrible
ones to the tenants OF the judges mansion.
Babette grew thinner than ever over
Cyrus Whtney's couch, and while long
watching wore her to shadow. she saw
him slowly recovering.
"He Is going TO live" Myra exclaimed,
one day 1.-The fates are against me- II
| God aud the doctors save him. mg second
! blow shall KILL"
| The last word had scarcely LETT her lips
when thu door swung open, and her father,
/ pale and excited, stood before her.
/ You are going with the Barnwells to
| Cuba tomorrow, he said.
| Mvra started.
| Father
Not il word, guilty thing that You are
| was the stern rejoinder. But an hour
| since Yellow Dick accidentally shot him
/ self and | have listened TO confession
| from his lips that has torn my soul, anG
| almost torn me from my kin. You vii
not return from Cnba until | send for you,
which will not be until Babette has beer
married beneath my roof. Myra Hayward
4 | curse the hour that gave you to my
! arms -
She sank back, pale and speechless. anl
1 the father LEFT her to the sting of remor,e
Years haye passed since the terrible
| tragedy Of Echo Bridge
The golden girl is the wife Of Cyru'
! Whitney. and the woman who deli beratel'
Y planed the awful event we have recorded
! was lately driven from the capital Of tn
Belgiuns by order Of the kiug-a beautiful
| wild, unprincpled adventures