The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-09-30
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out of the looking-glass and frighten one.
She wore beautiful necklace of dia-
monds and rubies, but her face was terri
ble-terrible. She put something in his
coffee, and then he groaned and fell. 1t
was all done so quickly, l couldn't see
anything more, only the woman bending
over him, and her face white, and her
glittering necklace moving away in all
the glasses, as if they were dodging and
defying me-"
"Euphemia," said Mr.. Irwin, in tone
Of passionate oismay, "You poisoned Mr..
Roper?
She gave him look of sullen defiance,
but she still persisted in her statement
that it was the woman she saw in the
glass who had poisoned Mr. Roper.
Then an expedent suggested itself to
Mr.. Irwin. He went into the next room,
and fetched mirror, which he held up
in front of her.
"Look!' he said; "do you see the wo-
man now?
Euplemia uttered a piercing shrek,
and dashed both her fists against the glass,
shattering it to atoms, and wounding her
hands severely.
"That is the woman!" she screamed;
"there she is, with her pale, cruel face,
and awful eyesl Take her away, or she
will kill me, Paul! She hates me, because
l saw her do it,"
He had hard work to calm her again;
but presently she allowed him to bind
her bleeding hands, and get on to sofa,
where she sank into restless sleep,
which, to judge from her wild cries and
contortions, was worse than wakeful-
ness.
He dared not move, lest the wretched
woman should rouse, and make her way
to Mabel's room. He could not tell that
her love might not have turned to hate
now, as it often does in madness, and
that all his strength might be sufficient
to preserve the life of his darling from
the unconscious fury of it's own mother
How that night was passed who shall
attempt to describe? As dawn drew near
his fears increased ten-fold. Supposing
Mabel should rise earlier than usu |, anu
missing him from his room, come here
to search for him?
The dread of such chance kept him
in fever of suspense; and prayer of
gratitude crossed his lips, when Mary,
the old servant, came to the door to per-
form her morning duties.
Mr.. Irwin put his fingers to his lips,
and motioned her to bring assistance.
Two farm laborers were fortunately
secured as they were going to their work,
a doctor sent for, and little Mabel, curl
Gus and inquisitive, carried to Mrs. Wes-
toms. The result showed the necessity
of these precautions, for Euphemia
passed the day in wild paroxysms, which
never once subsidized until night, when
Nature became exhausted, and she sank
into what appeared deep, heavy slum-
ber.
Then, for the first time, Mr.. Irwin
and his Observation-Disclosures the doctor,
who was watching her carefully-went
into an adjoining room, to support their
strength by some hurried refreshment.
The door was left ajar only, so confident
were they that this sleep would last some
while, and should not be disturbed. In
ten minutes, Mr.. Irwin had taken what
he thought would enable him to get
through the night without fainting, and
returned to Euphemia's room.
To his surprise, she was gone.
p The window was open and cunning
and stealthy must have been her move
ments to have rendered her flight posi-
BILE, with the four men in the next room,
silent for the most part, but, if speaking
at all, not above whisper. However,
there was no doubt about the fact itself,
and Mr.. Urwin's heart sank within him.
His thought was for his darling-his little
one-the only solace of his lonely days;
and at his wish, they went first of all to
Mrs. Weston's house. Little Mabel was
safe, heaven be praised; and, moreover,
Mrs. Weston promised to guard her faith
fully, and close every door and window
hermetically until Euphemia was found,
and was in secure custody.
The doctor then suggested that they
should go to the Hall, thinking it proba-
BILE she should have fled there.
And so they found her in the great
drawing-room, where the body of Mr..
Roper still lay, awaiting the inquest.
She had smashed every glass in the room,
running at some, and dashing her wild,
distorted face against them; and 50 lay
dead and disfgured, at Mr.. Roper's feet,
with both her lacerated hands tightly
holding one of his, and the diamond
necklace still glittering on her wounded
neck.
1t was a long time before Mr.. Irwin
recovered the shock of these terrible
events, and Bessie waited patiently for
the fruition of her hopes, but was fully
satisfied, in the happiness that belonged
to her afterwards as Mr.. Urwin's wife,
that she had done we'll. Mr.. and Mrs.
Beloe prospered nightly after Mr.. Ro-
per's death; and Mabel, of whom they
are passionately fond, is to be their heir
ess. But Mr.. Irwin, with Bessie's help,
has so tutored her, that we may safely
prophesy the love Of wealth will not be
one Of her failings. The old vicarage has
long ago been pulled down, and a modern
and more convenient edifice erected in
its place. which Bessie ch ildren fiji with