Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-03-24
a Terrible Mistake.

friendless in Bombay, where he breathed
his last.
His dying words we're: GO home, my
peor girl, to your Aunt Arlingford, at
Elmsley, near London, and stay with Ter
until you are married to Walter"
For General Guild and Colonel Cary had
been friends together, and comrades in
many battle, and had long ago afianced
their motherless children to one an
other, the wedding to take p ace as soon
as the young man had attained his ma
jority.
So here was the orphan girl nearing
the enc Of her journey, and gazing visit
fully at the strange and unfamiliar land
of her birth.
There was one Clause in her dead IA
theirs will which had required to Dora's
mind with ever present pain, ever since
she had first heard it; and that was,
should she, upon making the acquaint-
ancc of Walter Gary, refuse to marry him
the bulk Of her fortune should be passed
over to her cousin, Penelope Ariingford.
That her dear father should think it
necessary to coerce her into compliance
had rung from her many tear. Wholly
IMMERSED in the strong minded ways OF
some English maidens, she had never
dreamed of disobeyiEg him, or OF choes
ng mate for herself.
The journey was over at last.
Miss Guild found herself in quiet
country house, surrounded by the most
fervcnt assurances Of welcome from her
sole surviving relatives, who, of course,
knew all about her affairs, and treated
her with the most delicate consideration
Mr.. Arlingford was bluff and hearty
gentleman farmer; Mrs. Arlingford a re-
served lady, who, however seemed kind
ness itself; while Penelope, the only
daughter, and Dora's possible rival tor
the fortune, was a gentle faced, chestnut
haired girl of twenty, who greeted Dora
by winding her arms around her and lay
ing her cheek to hers without word.
in The course Of the evening of Miss
Guilds arrival, while she was giving her
aunt some account of her voyage from
India, she observed her cousin Penelope
Standing out On the lawn, talking earn
estly with a gentleman.
1t was brilliant night in midsummer;
the moon, white and searching as great
time-light, shone on the pair, and showed
Miss Arlington's companion to be not
only young and hansome, but also a
lover
His hand held hers, and his stately
head was often bent in unmistakable
alteration close to her tresses, while she
leaned towards him in al the loving
confidence of returned affection.
Very soon thcyentercd the parlor, and
Walter Cary was directly presented to
Miss Guild.
And the lover of Penelope!
Dismay, CONSERVATION, fell upon the
heart OF the orphan. There could be no
mistake-every look, every action of the
two betrayed it.
She was at1ianced to man who loved
another.
The cold touch Of his hand on hers
the distant salutation, ifs if she were the
merest stranger, proclaimed that he was
resolved to ignore the contract which was
between them.
Dora shrank into the darkest corner Of
the room, and bitter disappointment fill
ed her soul.
Very soon however, the conversation
going on round the table arrested her at
tention. Walter Cary was Ling Mr.
Arlingtord and Penelope an account Of a
strange murder which had lately occur
ed.
"The man. said he twas rather clever
chemist, and accomplished his purpose
i'll manner savoring more Of the exploits
OF the Arabian Nights epoch than those
OF our day. He got possession Of her
journal, and impregnated its leaves with
sort of volatile poison, which she of
course inhaled the first time she made u
record in the book, the result being a
mysterious death which no one could ac-
count for"
The eyes Of Penelope Arlingford were
fixed upon the narrator with pulsating
eagerness which arrested the attention Of
the orphan
"What could it have been?' she almost
whispered
"Don't believe it," remarked Mr.. Ar
lingford sententiously.
The lovers were gazing at each other,
and there was half smile on the features
of each.
Soon after this, Dora, being considered
weary after her railway journey, was CON
Quoted to her bed chamber by her cousin,
who again embracing her in mute, cling
ing fashion, hoped she would rest we'll,
and left her.
Not one word had been said about her
betrothal to the young man i'll the pur..l..
Her claims had been wholly ignored Fer
cousin was likely not only to rob Ter o.
her inheritance, but Of her husband aiso
The young girl retired to bed win a
feeling OF desolation at her heart which
may be easily imagined, and ie.ll asleep
weeping bitterly for her old, happy III
dian life, when she was tie Idol Of her
father, and darling OF Ter ayab.
he wole--or, rather, soc struggled
back to consciousness with these words
running through her mind" the result
beiuga mysterious death, which no one
could account for"
1t was a disagreeable remark to occur
to one in the middle of the night, and it
reused her to a preternatural wakeful-
ness.
She began to ponder over the events OF
the past evening, when suddenly some
thing struck her ear which sent the blood
t.ngling to her heart
1t was like the trailing of a long mus
lin robe over the thick Garnet which COW