The Brookhaven ledger. (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1875-1883, 1878-11-14


upon the track before it. Warning
shouts failed to attract his attention.
The whistle shricked, the bell rang,
the brakes were manned, but in vain.
The momentum was too great to be
stopped suddenly, and in few seconds
the unfortunate man lay a crushed and
shapeless mass of lacerated, bleeding
| flesh.
The face alone remained undisfgured
As Dreef and his companion. who
| pressed forward with the others, caught
sight of the features, both started.
"Do you recognize him?" asked the
first.
"No. Do you?"
NO"
Both lied, for they both recognized
the face of Wesley Hythe. the nephew
in whose favor Mr.. Morris had disin,
herited his daughter. The same thought
had flashed at once upon the minds OF
the two scheming men. Wesley Hythe
was too young and lmprovident to rem
der it at all likely he has left will,
and if not, Effis Wilson would inherit
as his next of kin.
"Do you intend to return to America
soon?' asked Mr.. Dreef, as he and Mr..
Bikes entered the next train for Paris.
"Not for some time" replied the
latter.
"Nor 1 either,' replied the other.
They then talked of their travels,
the sights they had seen-everything,
indeed, but the subject uppermost in
both their minds.
At Paris they separated. promising
to dine together the n0xt day. But
that night both took to the train for
Calias, without meeting, however, nor
did they encounter each other on the
boat crossing the channel, for they
were both seasick in their state>rooms;
and though they reached Liverpool by
the same train, their first meeting took
place on the decks of the steamer on
which they we're fellow passengers to
New York.
"Ah! quite surprised to see you,
Dreef!' said Bikes, as they shook
thought you were going to
spend some time in Paris"
$50 1 was," said Dreef. "but an un-
expected telegram changed my mind. "
"Just my case, replied tho truthful
Bikes.
Again both lied.
On the passage they had as little in
tercourse as was consistent with their
mutual plan for deceiving each other,
and at New York they went their sew
eral ways.
Mr.. Dreef's first step was to ascer-
tain at George Wilson's former Office,
the address of his widow. He had
Hardly gotten away when Mr.. Bikes
came on a similar errand. Not long
after cab stopped in front of third
rate boarding house on an abscure
street. Mr.. Dreef got ont and rang
the bell. In Mrs. Wilson's present
circumstances-heh had no intention of
Just yet informing her Of the prospect
of their betterment-he telt sure she
wonld jump at the offer of marriage
with himself.
SIS Mrs. Wilson stopping here?' he
inquired OF frowsy looking servant
who came to the door.
"She is.
ais she in?'
"Step in the parlor, and l will go
and ask.
Mr.. Dreef hung his hat on the rack
and went in.
In few moments slender little
lady, with pretty face in spite of her
paleness, made her appearance.
Mr.. Dreef at once recognized Effie
Wilson and extended his hand.
81 have called" he began, ''to offer
my sympathy in your sad bereavement.
would have done so before, but only
heard of it on the eve of starting on
tripe to Europe, and from which 1 have
just return ed. ;" .
Mrs. Wilson bowed.
"I-I wish to make another offer, :"
said Mr.. Dreef.
Just then another visitor was an
nouncee.
81 tell you must see her." cried
Mr.. Bikes, pushing past the servant
in spite of her protestations that her
lady was engaged.
Bikes eye was quicketo take in the
situation. 1t was no time to mince
matters.
Dear Effie-Mrs. Wilson," he ex-
claimed, "beware of that man! He is
deceiver. AS for me, I have come to
Offer
But Mr.. Bikes had not time to fin
ish, nor Effie time to recover from her
bewilderment, when another actor ap-
peared on the scene.
"My darling wife!" cried the latter,
catching Effie in his arms.
"George!" was all she could reply.
Though not in the list of the saved.
George Wilson was not one OF the
drowned. He had been washed ashore
on savage coast. The natives had
treated him kindly, for even savages
are not always cruel, and he had at last
been rescued by passing ship.
Before George and Effie had finished
their embrace, Messrs. preef and
Bikes had disappeared; and thus end
ed their Grace Tor Wife,"
A YOUNG fellow in San Francisco sud>
denly snatehed kiss from q lady
friend. and excused himself by saying