The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1879-01-23
Paying the Penalty.
CHAPTER I.

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BY Mrs.. Meta Victoria Victor.
CHAPTER I.
The scene opens in the Morgue, New York,
when the body of Handsome young maj
has just been brought in, and where it Lies
under the dripping of the iced water, which
falls it to arrest the progress of decom-
! position. The man who attends TO guard
tthe dead did not observe q slim female fig
ure, which seemed to arise out OF the earth,
SO silently and suddenly did 1t stand there.
She was bending over one of the five mar
BILE slabs on which lay the dead body of a
splendid young man-he could not have
been more than t~wenty-three.
"Who are you ~ said the attendant, suddenly be-
eHR 81 n sf III" = .h s'; .s sidi' aand that i. my husband
8 you wish him sent homer said the man.
"Hcavens-what use? I have not q cent to bury
himl'
Come nowI you had better go home. It's getting
there mOtion Mes or until the o i !, not ansssntiy. put
his hand on her arm and drew her away.
~ wosuidp's want .S i l vas YOU, ny pSsor girl.
aHoms ! never had e home ! anne up On the
e sssssd:rl e ssi ta1 sis ssss u a1 ss q ~ e. stIf fSr my si It'll:
r0om-but George is g ne. oh, oh, ohi'
very Iy Sr @.as sarss soIsri indeed Sns 8, a .a %a a9s Il aat iuassSnsaa
lightly down the steps Of the morgue and stood
'n%9qHf Il foTtu a1%Sa,ns 'hh be- safd t to Himself Ia : faf. II could
not be better suited. The merest chance, too!s
q subject to-mor1ow, snd t1is one is exactly what
"a aTi. a ebap sny w ire S s,slR Rsq. lt,a ,hs was too poor
to eSS.y iib ha9e !, think idlnId i y " be claimed doctor"
II should say 50 -
"Goodi Casey. 1 know 1 can trust to your dis.
IS fn = private Tnis e sss II 4 m mot o TO 60 sn iat /, f q 70 sG 81 sent It
my house You viii BE- Cd duty here at midnisht. /
me At my home. fwii Be there to 1 receive e L. and I |
will %eontrive to have the policeman on that beat out
Hers 1. MY dollar. f9f your trouble. and-yOu are
"An right, doctorl III be there to the minute,
sira ,s;n many thanks. My wife win make good use
The great surgeon left the morgue; his carriage
waited for him outside the hospital gate. and was
CHAPTER II.
On the previous day DR.. Fordyce had been sum-
moned to the house of his next door ~neighbor, Mrs.
Remington. On his arrival there he found Mrs.
Remington and her daughter Flora in the agonies of
grief. On q bed was stretched the unconscious form
Of Clymer, the son of Mrs. Remington, desperately
wounded by q pistol ball in the right side.
How did it ~occur?''
"0h, doctor, Is he deadl whispered Flora.
Not quite. my dear, not quite. His heart beats,
Tbs surgeon turned down the sheet to examine the
sctsr; and as be q |. stopped ever sri the sJ pstient' heard Srsr =
violent ringing Of the bell and knocking on the
!, street door. He observed the two ladies shiver. as if
Atap at the chamber door soon followed. Doctor
: corridor to hear what the servant had to say.
The officers are here with q warrant to arrest our
E ASK them 70 step up stairs with as little noise as
Presently two wide-awake officials came up, with
f an expression on their faces W which said, as plainly as
]. by that game. We're going to do our duty, If you are
, What DO you want, my men N
D I'VE are here to arrest Clymer Remington, {" an
t s sEsE Eiii Gns Of Sf t tss sT Eaio TssSin s. t 9i9o. 3 paper for
Z "Is young De Vivo deadf" asked the surgeon,
i . door nail"
We'll, the man you are after Is hot much better
, the nigh. az out naa e. is p sSos IN tie ii right sh iun so' 4 i
! impossible for you to move him. Step II and take :
This oascsrs came in on tip toes, and saw at a slancs
d
d whed Liz found that her lovers body had disap
ptared, and heard Of the duel, she had an i~nstinctiv,
idea of what DR.. Fordyce's object had been in buyinl
her husbands body. Gambler and rogue as he hal
~ been, she loved him, and with brains ~sharpened witt
restitution, she resolved to make her market out 0
m the secret.
~ will make these proud creatures in silks knos
that I am q match for theml''
le She smiled haggardiy, to herself to think tina
GeOrGe would De spared tine horrors OF fOtter
FieId-that be would be dressed In broadcloth, an
I'd smothered under tuberoses and cape jasminee in hi
fine , rosewood ssd. SSfi1 Nv with dh1, the hs,S so N bs SILVER Sssr aa ! I1s
20 while to think of the splendid funeral her Georl
d % %liss and nay siiSs slti foli s1SsSS b By : h san sGs ps0 assr isd f
and gentlemen of tfth-ayenue in their glitterir
carriages, driven by fellows in capes and buttons il
AZ for herself, she would take a cheap ride
Remingtons, and be on hand to see her lover put
- the ground, with the Bishop himself to read Il
Is prayers.
81 CHAPTER Ill.
DO A beautiful child:of eleven years was sitting in
summer house in the midst Of a most blooming ga
den overlooking the broad, blue Hudson, as it wouI
by the Palisades.
The house to which the garden belonged was call,
e.. the Hall, and was the home of Madame De Viyo,
at widow lady Of French descent.
let The lady had married Capt. De Viyo after reachil
this country. Both were wealthy, and had purchas
20 and improved an elegant place on washingt'
Heights.
The Captain had died after fifteen years Of ira
&c. Children, . boy Of fourtesn and a girl Of five.
20 True to her race, which had always been militia
tie, widow had placed her son at West Point, grateful
know that he was within a few hours, travel Of
to home while he was fitting for the career beloved
lu' Edouard De Vivo grew up toward manhood wi
all the faults and virtues Of q true cadet. He W
nu proud, fiery, vain, handsome, honorable and braN
1t Alasl poor boy! What matters 1t to us what
AVN / mlkAt u pccuy hO voo OOMSo w o SoAAy
- deatht
ute Let us go pack to that bright, sweet afternoon
BOD late May when Dulce De Viyo, q lovely little girl
ice eleven, sat in her bower, quite lost in the fa~sCinatio
of q volume of the Arabian Nights"
IA Her brothers particular friend, Clymer Remingts
&C had bought her this bewitching book. If there v
X a person in the world whom she adored, it was n
W Remington. Dulce had as ardent and anectionate
Iu, little heart as ever beat in O child's bosom. )
,es, loved her mother, her old GRANDMOTHER her brothe
ot- but the feeling she had for Edouard's friend was
kind Of worshiping admiration.
While she was musing on Clymers perfection
~ y, the dead body Of her beloved brother was breue
home. Hehad been slain in a duel by Clymer Re
A.. ington.
"a; CHAPTER ".
old The mock funeral was over, and the gambler O
lc.; the scrapegrace George was buried in the vaults
&c. the Reminstons, when Liz, the gamblers wife, mi
est, her appearance at the stately mansion of the he
~ingtons. Here she tells Flora what she has discover
Itra and demands hush money.
n "You didn't hurt my husband; he was dead afo
95c You gave him a splendid funeral. But your secre
&C.; worth a mint O. money. I'm poor starvingl
ice, mean to live in comfort after this. L mean you 81
so. pay my way"
at Flora stretched out her white hand, where a la
diamond ~sparklsd, and thrust her purse in her
lOrl itor's clutch.