The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1879-09-10

was discovered, she might be conveyed Il
some other place where she could not Dc
found for years. Il was evident the design
Of the plot was to break up Horace Maynard
Intercourse with Elite. But how had Hor.
nee become acquainted with Elite 2 was a
question that puzzled her moro than ALL.
There social spheres were as far removed as
the summit Of the Apprentices from the valley
at its feet. But that he was acquainted, and
intimately so, was evident from the discovery
Mrs. Linn appeared to have made and that
his intentions toward her were anything but
honorable, she could not believe from her ap-
probation of his character. For the the sake
of the friendless orphan, she must find out.
and also release her from her perilous situa-
ton. cannot go to dinner she, thought,
my countenance would betray me-
Stepping iuto the hall, she encountered the
French governess. Celeste, please tell
aunt do not want any dinner"
Are you sick, Madamoiselle ?''
Only headache"
" Crest tres 6ien, murmured the governess,
as she passed on with her charge.
Bell went up to her room to form her plans
several were thought Of, and rejected. At
length feasible one occurred to her mind
and the more she dwell upon it the more con-
WINGED she was that it would be the best she
could do. 1t would test the character of Hor-
ace, and if successful, rescue Elite.
William Transom, Mrs. Inns nephew bid
fair to become one of the handsomest as well
as the most accomplished rogues in New
York. lie was employed in Mr.. Linn's office,
and was the champion of Mrs. Linn on all oc-
easions. There was nothing his fertile brain
could not invent in the way of mischief, and
his ready wit enabled him to execute it. To
him Mrs. Linn bent her steps, when she left
her house that day, and made him confident
of her dilemma.
Win was in OBSTACLES. In Etties better
days he had attempted to show her some at.
tention, and had been, not rudely, but firmly
declined. His vanity was piqued, and he felt
that this would be a good time to humble her.
ind he entered with zest into his aunt's pros
posal, that he should hire splendid carriage
and span, ana escort Elite to her destination
which was an obscure hamlet on Long Islaud
TO the residence of woman by the name of
Margaret Stebbins. She and her husband
had for some years been useful to the Linns.
He was dead now, but Meg still receivednthe
patronage of the family She was aft6gsshef
as hard customer as one could we'll imagine.
Mrs. Linn had an object fl sending viii,
with a strange equpage. It would not do to
send Andrew with carriage, for Mrs. Davis
was aw.ss that that elegant turnout belonged
to the Linus. OF course she would draw her
own inference in seeing Elite ride away with
a stylish fellow like Win, and they would no
doubt be given to Horace when he called the
next evening. This, together with a note
Will handed to her as they departed, for him,
it was thought would have the desired effect.
The plan worked we'll. In fact just as Mrs.
Linn had expected, Mrs. Davis knew nothing
of Elites past history, and accordingly she
inferred that her attendant was either hus-
band or a lover. And Elites singular manner
of departure with slow steps and swollen eyes,
convinced her that force had been used. But
the eye Of Him who never SAUNDERS, nor
sleeps was upon the helpless gill. The follow
ing morning Bell informed her aunt that she
would spend the day with a friend, " and IL
do not return until tomorrow you need not
be surprised" Nothing could have delight
ed Mrs. Linn more. She had been wondering
what they would do if Bell should happen IN
just as they were relating their imaginary
trouble to Horace. This proposition was just
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