The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1878-08-03
CHAPTER II.

| TIM oHOST THAT MASTER JOHN SAW.
Yes, the beautiful mistress Of Drearimoor
was dead
So at least the servants said, who gazed
through tears upon the whitened face and
Kirk GardynJ hastily summoned from Pas
sale, after huinorohs medical experiments,
pronounced her spirltless-it only for the
vault of the Leytons.
De-. on her wedding day, and maiden
still
The young doctor, who loved devotedly,
could not but associate Viviens sudden TAX
ing off with the visit Of the pretended John
Dreski to the mansion. But when he came
to the conclusion, quite reluctantly, as the
reader may suppose, that Vivien had died
suddenly, with disease of the heart, his
belief was somewhat shaken, if not entirely
destroyed.
John Clymer was now master of Dreari-
moor, and the servants as they prepared for
the burial on tiptoe, talked in whispers
! about Master John. When would he come?
and what kind of man was he There
were some who recollected him from years
gone by, and those said that he was stern
man who did not care for anything save
money if it could be boarded for the feast
of the miser's vision.
Kirk Gardyn returned to Passaic discon-
solate and haggard looking; and it was
while seated at his window almost opposite
the inn, that he saw the landlords late
guest.
"There he is now |" he exclaimed spring
ing to his feet. "John Dreski has been
transmogrifed into Master John"
A minute later he had crossed the narrow
street, and was inquiring at the door of the
inn for John Clymer. al am the man."
said the midnight guest, coming forward.
do you wish to speak to me?"
The doctor scrutinized the man as he came
forward, and he knew that he was Hugh
Leyton's nephew for he had the old tory's
walk and his bearing. The features did not
relax when Master John was informed of
affairs at Drearimoor, and he said:
" Death is not a respector of persons, be-
lieve. l regret my cousins death-and SO
near her marriage, too shall go down be-
fore the funeral but not to-day for it would
look hasty in me-the new master of the
property-to visit there to-day"
He did not permit the doctor TO enter into
a conversation with him, but babe him
superintend the burying, and call on him
for settlement ofall expenses. Kirk Gardyn
left him as he had found him-a man, yet a
riddle, sphinx.
The day that found vlvien silent and
still in her bondoir, was dreary one for
September. During the forenoon a mist fell
from the gray clouds, and the air was chilly
and for the tlmey exceedingly damp. John
Clymer kept his room at the inn, and the
doctor fitted like a sorrowful spectre between
the village and Drearimoor. He could not
be absent from the sweet face of the almost
bride, whom the tender hands of the house.
maids had clad in her white robes yet his
practice compelled him to spend some time
in Passaic.
The servants were longing 10 see Master
John, and when it was known that he was
so near the village, their curiosity increased,
and it was with difficulty that they could be
pursuaded to remain at their posts.
At last the dreary day closed, and the
clouds broke in the south, and let the light
Of the moon again fall upon the earth.
Master John smiled when he saw this,
and ordered his horse.
al may not be back till morning" he
said, to the host for am going down to
my estate"
Yes, his estate for was not the beauti-
full Yivien dead, and he now master of old,
Revolutionary Drearimoor?
He spoke with newborn pride, as it were,
and dashed away quite gaily, never dream
ing that he was leaving the quiet village
for the last time.
The moon was not far above the horizon
when he left the inn, and as he rode on, it
crept higher, while the clouds,driven north
ward by southern wind, passed like spec
tres across the silvery disc.
He gradually left the river, and galloped
over the road that would soon land him be- |
fore the great old house which he now called |
his.
He had reached point in the road where
stood huge wooden cross, erected by an |
English regiment over the grave of an Irish |
major, when bis horse suddenly pricked up |
his ears, and gave a snort Of terror. Master |
John was startled, and looked towards the
cross to behold an object that paled his face,
and seemed 10 freeze the blood in his veins.