Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1878-10-12
rhe prisoner made nolanswer.

The young man was still silent.
"Well, said other, I'll tell you /
this much: / am going to marry |
Beatrice Hale. Our plot has work
ed so successfully that everyone will |
think Redster set the hall on fire.
But we kindled it nicely, didn't we
Jane?'
Beatrice will not marry you,"
said the prisoner.
"Well, l am going to make her
marry me-" said the man.
"YOu dare not do it" exclaimed
the man his eyes flashing.
"YOu dare me, do you ? Well, l
shall ask her tonight"
'tIll have my revenge, even if l
die in the attempt!' retorted the
prisoner.
"You will ? Try it and I'll string
you from one of those beams !"
pointing to the top of the dungeon.
The prisoner did not answer, but
turned his back on the hopeful pair.
"Come," said Jane, uneasily, pull
ling her companions sleeve. Its
cold here"
"All right. Good bye, my friend
take care to keep the rats from eat
ing your Bread" said the man in
taunting manner.
so, john" said Jane, as they
were about to leave the dungeon.
We did not lock this door when we
came"
He did not finish the sentence, for
Jane touched him on the shoulder
and exclaimed in a frightened man
ner, her face white as death:
81 saw her Oh oh oh - And
/ she began rocking back and forth and
at last sank to the ground, covering
! her face with thin shawl she wore
about her shoulders.
"Who was it the man asked, look
ing uneasily in all directions.
81 saw her and she went off in
that direction" exclaimed Jane.
"Well, who is she," he asker i'm
! patiently.
"Mrs. Hale!" gasped Jane.
"Bosh! She's dead and buried
long ago. But where's that key ?''
"Here it is" said the trembling
Jane, handing it to her companion.
He locked the door of the dun
geon, and tried the bolts to see if
they were all right, and then they
passed through the ruins into the
warm, sultry air, which seemed SO
different from the atmosphere with
in the lonely ruins.
| Meanwhile Ronald and Beatrice
were seated by the side of Mrs.
Redster, who lay on sofa in hen
room.
"Ronald," she said, 81 am shock
ed, not i'll. Do you remember Jane
Brown, my former maid ? She
came to me early this morning, in
great agitation, and confessed that
Sir Lyon Seclar is at present con
: fined in the old ruin at the bend
and that the man who imprisoned
him, one John Clancy, is determin'
ed to win Beatrice for his wife, pre-
tending he is some rich gentleman
This same man fired Hale Hall, in
tending to carry off Beatrice in the
confusion but you Ronald, thwart.
ed his schemes, and for revenge he
intends to accuse you of the deed
Now hasten, my son, to the ole
ruins and rescue the unfortunate
young man."
Ronald wanted no second bid.
ding, and, leaving his mother in
charge of Beatrice, started on his
GRAND of mercy, accompanied by
several of the neighbOrS-amOng
them Mr.. Hale.
We left Sir Lyon in his prison
where he sat and pOndered over his
chances of escape. He was sudden
denly startled by hearing footsteps
in the ruined castle; then a mans
voice said:
"NIrs. Redster told me he was in
these ruins"
Hope filled the prisoners heart
Raising his voice, he cried for help
His cries were heard, for in a little
while he heard feet descending the
stairs and approaching the door Of
his dungeon in which he was i'm.
prisoned.
Five minutes later, Sir Lyon
Seclar, pale and weak from the
effects of his confinement, stood il
the open air, and told his story
which exacly Tailed with that o.
Mrs. RedsteT.
The officers of justice were imme
diately set upon John Clancy's
track, and before nightfall he and
his accOmplice, Jane, were safe il
prison to await the punishment O
their crime.
Mr.. Hale and Sir Lyon went with
Ronald to his home, where they re,
ceived cordial welcome. Mrs
Redster had quite recovered from
her temporary indispositiOn, and
did her best to promote the comfort
of her guests. But both Beatrice
and Roland were silentand preOccu
pied. They knew that Lyon look.
ed upon Beatrice as his intended
wife, and were sad in anticipation
of the future.
At late hour they stepped out
in the garden together.
"Beatrice," said Ronald, 81 shall
not stay here to see you become thai
mans wife. am going to leave
the country"
ooh, Ronald What will become
of your mother? ?" asked the weep
ing girl.
"She shall come with me-togeth
er we will leave the accurseC
place."
Are you angry with me?" saiC
Beatrice timidly.
EYES," answered Ronald. at il
true that it was your mothers wisl
that you should marry Sir Lyon Sc
clar because he is a rich man. Blu
your father told me to-day that
had the best right to you because
because you saved my life," in
terrupted the girl. ooh, Ronald
how can / thank you for that brave
act ~
"By becOmming my wife," re
piled Ronald. "Will you, Bea
trice ,"
"Oh, Ronald! l dare not do so
The thought of disObeying my
mother is terrible"
"And yet you love me?"
Eyes, yes ~
"And yet you shall marry him
Miss Beatrice said Lyon Seclar
suddenly stepping in front of the
astOnished pair. "PardOn me fol
listening; / suspected you loved
each other, and determined to fine
out for myself. Beatrice, you neeC
not disObey your mother, for l re
fuse to marry you. Mr.. Redster
you are brave young man, anC
worthy of this young lady. Take
her then and be happy"
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