The star of Pascagoula. [volume] (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1873-1878, 1877-03-02

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creature, nor W any ufsans given ~
nervousness ~ when she snw the win.
dow ~ the dieectlug room slowly hhed
and a gaont, Wild fee appear % me
opening Instead NJ screaming w running
away, shs stood stilt HE know that her
heart was thfobbing wildly, but Abe
knew alse That N was No phantom she
looked npdu. Doctor Putney bad been
right all The time Aymef Preston was
not dead, and thus le wm making one
Wild effort for liberty. Marion Hyde
stood and watched him
She could not have called out Just
then n be had been The most desperate
and hardened criminal within those
walls, Besides, the poor wretch was
only m0cking himself. lie could not
eeape even now except by q miracle.
She saw him stop presently beside q
window, which opened into au upper
ball, and after a long. effort raise IL and
slowly drag himself through.
Obeying an impulse which she could
not at the moment control, Marion
softly opened her door and passed out
without her crutch for fear Of the
noise. She reached the hall just as this
poor wasted creature, after a brief rest,
was urging his half paralyzed limbs to
renewed effort. At the sight Of her he
gasped and dropped in a swoon, aud
Marion hurried TO his side. She dared
not leave him, so she waited, rubbing
his cold hands between her tender
psalms, till he at last opened his eyes
and she made him comprehend that she
wanted him TO come with her.
81 won't go back to prison." he whis-
pered between his set teeth.
"You need not" she said simply, and
led him TO her own chamber.
There was positively no other place
that was safe from the strict search that
she knew would be instituted as soon as
he was discovered missing. She pro-
cured him some garments which had be-
longed to her brother, and as she got
him such food as would be safe for him
to eat after his long fast.
He regarded all her movements with
the i~ncredulous wonderment of a child.
What has been the matter with me?'
he asked, after awhile. 81 could not
stir any more than though l was dead,
but I knew all that was going on about
me. Ugh! it was frightful waiting
there in the d-issecting-room. | believe
it was only the horror of it helped me to
break the %frightful spell"
IL suppose you were in q sort of
trance" Marisn said, thoughtfully.
What are you going to do with me"'
he asked again.
az don't know, / am sure" she said,
with a sigh; "but you are safe here till
I can think"
az don't expect you to believe me, but
| am as innocent of the crime for which
l was brought here as you are"
equity or innocent, | pity you, you
are so young"
Concealing him till the hue and cry
were over, Marion struggled him through
the gates in a womGn's dress with a basket
ofsoiled clothes. And so the mystery of
Aymer Preston's escaped remained a
mystery.
The years moved on. Marion was
twenty-five. Her father was dead. Her
idolized brother had persisted in a brawl.
She was alone in the world an invalid,
living on the merest pittance earned
with her needle, but the same sweet
faced ,sweet.voiced girl who had won the
hearts of the prisoners in the gloomy
abode of which her father had been war
den.
One day she was sent Tor to see about
same embroidery. She was received by
a young lady, and something in the
Young girls bright face drew Marion's
glance unconsciously. Where had she
seen those eyes, so large and 30 intensely
black?
Why do you look at me 500" asked
the young girl, with naive eagerness.
"You remind me of some one l have
known" Marion answered, simply.
"No one ever accused me of looking
like anybody but Robert before" laughed
the girl.
"Ah, yes, you do. | see the resem-
blance now quite strong and Marion's
face flushed with emotion. Perhaps
YOU are related to him. His name was
Aymer Preston"
"Oh" cried the young girl %springing
up. "and you are lame, and your name
is Marion HYDE. Tell me, isn't it? |
knew it. Oh, Robert what will you say?'
"She vanished from Marion's aston
ished eyes, with the words on her lips.
She was back, however, in a trice, and
with her came a tall, dark-haired, heavi-
ly bearded young man.
"Marion Hyde? Is it possible?" he
exclaimed clasping both the little trem-
bling hands and putting them over and
again to his lips, which were quivering
with emotion. "Surely you know me ?"
"You-you are Aymer Preston" stam-
mered Marion.
81 was Aymer Preston, | am Robert
Leisson. A relative of my mothers left
me his fortune on condition of my taking
his name. | have searched for you vain
lv, Marion Hyde. NY prosperity has
been bitter to me till now | find you.
Oh /! you shall never touch needle or
work again."
Ono, indeed, that you shall not"
| chimed in she who had been the means
of this happy recognition; and as she
said it, both her arms were round Mar
ions neck. and she was sobbing and kiss
ing her alternately. Robert always
said he would never marry anybody but
you, aud you'll have him, won't you,
dear 2"
II have proved my innocence of that
| charge of robbing my guardian" said
| Robert, gravely. "But it was long be-
fore | could do 50. I followed up the
man whose testimony convicted me, till
be lay dying, and gave me a written con-
fession of false witness. My guardian
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