Connecticut western news., 1880-04-28
THE BEST REVENGE.

We were all so happy and cheerful in our little seaside cottage when Aunt Btu ehan's letter came end told us that Fred Brastome had :" tilted " my sister Agnes. We were thunderstruck | Agnes herself refused to credit the report. They had only been engaged a few months, and the arrangement was secret. My aunt was ignorant of the actual engagement, but when she wrote and told us that Brastome was engaged to Sir Somebody Something's daughter, and had just in- harited his uncle's property quite .un- expectedly, 1t was a terrible blow to us all at home Yet there were his letters fnll Of af1sction. Agnes bore up wonderfully, but at length even she succumbed. We had heard nothing from Fred very lately, and my inquiries only elcited the statement that he had gone abroad suddenly. Even our neighbors the Pendrewitts, at whose house Agnes had first met him, were away yachting, and we could not get at the truth. I wrote to his bankers and got his address, and then wrote to him Ca stihish letter) for explanation, and waited.
 Agnes got worse. We could not rest. 1 vowed vengeance against the man, and unable to stand the suspense and lonei- ness, one evening, when darling Agnes's life was almost trembling in the balance, l rushed out to do something, ready to encounter any danger in search of forget fulness of our injury. Only few weeks since he had gone and this was the re- suit! could scarcely credit it.
 Iwent out. It was a lovely night I stood upon the steps and looked across the moonlit bay, at the southern side of which the lighthouse rose disdainfully. A Hash came full upon my face, and with it came the thought will go out to the lighthouse.
 l descended, rapidly at first, and then more slowly, and began to think but still went down, and met Bob Murray, my boatman, as entered shop to make a small purchase.
 We ran out quickly, and in about an hour were close to the lighthouse. A simultaneous roar of 'sAhoy there p brought my old friend Dobson to the gallery.
 The tide was out; we'll judged spring as the boat rose to the wave, and l landed safely on the granite. When ] turned round again Murray was already six feet from my perch.
 "Good night, Bob. Come back to- morrow tell them I'm coming soon, ii they ask for me. I'm all right
 Aye, aye, sir. Good night!' Mur- ray ran for home with the sheet hauled well aft, and lying as close to the wind as the fattened sail would draw.
 I turned and found Dobson at my ell bow. He had heard my parting words and commented upon them thus, in g tone that chilled me through and through.
 If ye gets ashore much inside of ( week I'm a Dutchman, and saving youl presence, Mister Emery, you's another Come in now-the foods makin'-if you please.
 We entered the lighthouse together and as we ascended the winding stairway Dobson said:
 Did ye bring aught with ye, sir have ye brought any clothing, or any thing ?'
 "Just enough for a night, replied
 !" Because, look ye here, i" he said, sud denly changing his tone. He led me te the windward side of the gallery whicI we just then reached. ssD'ye see yondel line upon the sea ?''
 Yes-what of it? It's a breezt coming up-an the better"
 All the worser! Last time see tha with this moon, and after these warnings vas when the Ca'filly Castle went dowr on wonder reef, and only fifty was savee out Q nigh three hundred aboard. I confess felt a dull sensation O dread. That some calamity was pend ing, ! felt snre. I shiyered, not witl cold though, and looked steadilyat Dob