Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1878-08-07

BRANDON, starting.
Eyes; do. | know that Lord Beaudevere
Is merclful in leaving Vladimir Desperate in
| ignorance, and that ne would have been much
more merciful to have left him in obscurity,'
| said Aspirita, soemnly.
Sister! What do you mean? What dis
| covery have you made?' exclaimed Brandon,
| In great excitement.
zone that | intend you to reveal TO Valdi-
mir Desparde. And when you shall have done
so, should he be the man of honor we believe
| him, he will release Lady Arielle from her
| engagement to him, and he will fly to the ut
| termost parts Of the earth rather than wed
/ with her"
"What is the discovery Explain your
| self!' exclaimed Brandon Coyle, starting up
| and standing before her.
Aspirita put her hand into her pocket and
drew forth a folded newspaper, yellow and
faded with age and worn all around its
| creases that 1t threatened to fall to pieces on
| being opened.
What Is that ~ demanded Brandon.
reaching forth his hand.
| Don't touch 1t yet. 1t is the New Orleans
| Courier OF sixteen years ago. Uncle sent me
| up with his keys to open his secretary and
| fetch him some documents which he described
| to me- That was this morning while the bal
| lift was here. We'll, | went up 10 his secre-
| tary in the library, and unlocked the upper
drawer, but had hard work to pull it out.
| When | did so, 10y man strength, at last
| pulled 1t too far, audit fell with a crash
"For heavens sake get on!' impatlently
| exclaimed Brandon.
And the jar, or something, touched o.
| started the spring of a secret space at the
back of the drawer that flew open and let
| this paper tumble out. There was nothing
else in the hiding place but this paper. Oh!
you will call it fate-it's falling into my pos
session In this wayi'
The young man eagerly seized the paper.
He looked at the lines she had indicated
until his gaze dilated into a stare, his cheeks
grew pale, and his chin fell-aghast with
horror!
ooh, this Is terrible! terrible! terrible!'' he
exclaimed, when at last he could speak for
| emotion.
''If it be so terrible in your eyes, what
must it be In his?' whispered AspIrlta.
"What, indeed Oh, this Is worse than the
worst that could be imagined" he muttered.
| ''He-Valdimir esparde-ought not to be
permitted to marry Lady Arielle MOnboie,"
whispered Aspirita.
Ought not? He must and shall not
Oh! that Lord Beaudevere could have known
this and kept 1t concealed" bitterly ex-
| claimed Brandon.
He did it in mercy 10 Vladimir and Vivi-
enneI'
''But what sort Of mercy, or even justice,
has he shown in his dealings with Lord and
! Lady AltofaIre and Lady Arelle MontjoIe?'
| Perhaps he thought this secret would
never come out to injure them"
And yet an old paper fortunately comes to
| light just In time to save the young lady from
ruin and her family from dishonor. l will
| take this paper to the earl of Altofaire this
morning and lay the case before him!"
"No, no! Do not sov'
''Why not?''
Because, if you do, the earl will stop the
marriage, for Lady Articles sake, and then
| all Lady Arielle's sympathies will be with her
bethrothed lover, ana she will remain faithful
| 10 o,1
THAT is true! What, then, would you adj
wise me to Go with this paper?"
| Take it to Vladimir Desparde! Remind
| him of his oft expressed desire to penetrate
| the mystery OF his own early life, and of his
| constant wonder at his guardians reserve on
the subject. Then tell him that you have ac-
cidentally discovered the secret-that you feel
In honor bound to reveal it to him. Then
show him the paper
"Oh. Asp! Asp! what a serpent you are?"
exclaimed Brandon Coyle, half in admiration,
| half in dread.
'Stay," she murmured. 81 hope that Val
dimir does not suspect that you ever aspired
to the hand of Anele?"
mo. He has not tbat matter of triumph
| over me. 1t was while be was on his grand
tour that made fool of myself, and |
have not seen her since her rejection OF my
suit"
And she has never told her betrothed of
| your offer, you presume?"
"WhoP Arielle? Arielle beast of her con-
| quest of one man to another man? l have
heard of women who Gosuch things, but Arr
| elle-never!''
80 much the better. Then your way is
clear Go to him as his old friend, on the
| strength of your mutual affection, and tell
| him, with as much seeming hesitation and
delicate sympathy as you can assume, of the
| discovery you have just made, and of the I'M
| compromising sense of duty that constrains
RI 10 ~ 70 hin, Il g,-ll ,,
country; | k1iOl0 he will. But he will come
| to bid me g0od-by first; l know that, too.
And then 1t do not commence a treatment
| of consolation and cure, my name is not
Aspirta Coyle!"
ooh, Asp! Asp! So that is your game, is
it?''
THAT is my game, as you call it, Brand
You thought l had your happiness only in
view? Pooh, pooh, brother! we are cyclists
all. You love the bride elect. ike the
bridegroom expectdnt. We work together
for our mutual interests. Behold all!
But, AsplrIta, would you marry a man
who did not think himself good enough for
Lady Arielle MonGoie? A man in his ex-
ceptional circumstances? ?" inquired Brandon
Coyle, in surprise.
YES, would. I aul not Lady Arielle
Monuole. l am AspICita COyle, the orphan,
dependent on my bachelor uncle, whose es-
tates will all go to you. Besides, love him."
added the bold beauty, without a moments
hesitation.
'Hulnph! A man with such a reproach
attached to his namel You must love him
for himself alone, then?"
''No! for myself alone! l might be eapa-
BILE OF killing HIM to prevent another woman
having him.
Bravo, Asp! But oh! the fates forbid
that ever your sting should strike mer'
Go, now, and execute your mission to
Cloudland. 1t is time, unless you would pre-
fer dramatic forbidding of the bans at the
very altar tomorrow" said AspHita, not
whit discomposed by the questionable COM
pliments of her brother.
Cant forbid the bans, since there were
no bans. They are to be married by special
license" said Brandon, almost gayiy, so
much was he elatsd by the prospect of pre-
venting the marriage.
They icere to have been married, you
mean! But they certainly are not to be Rol0, -
amended Aspirlta.
And, meanwhile, as the parties most con-
cerned, they should be informed of their
changed prospects" added Brandon Coyle,
with smile; and, rising, with bow he left
his sister, and, a few minutes later, departed
on his detestable errand.
Asplrlta Coyle looked after him, great
hight OF triumph dllating her dark eyes until
they seemed the mouths of eaverns leading
down to the abyss of her darker soul, as she
muttered to herself:
''NoW, Vladimir Desparde, You shall be
mine! 1t may take trouble and time but |
can work and-t0ait!" The above we pub
lish as a specimen chapter; but the continue
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Fatal Stabbing ARRAY.
CINCINNATI, November 6.-In a quarrel,
early this morning, M'Donald, variety act
stahhad InkI, ShaL. rr,ar,ac. ,E E.,,.I.,-