The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1880-10-07

dined that day at Colonel Wayne's.
Mrs. Wayne was ever very fond of him.
You will come to the Roses and
visit me, though my father is not therep
he said TO her, but his eyes wandering
to Mabyn's face.
1--WE will come, yes, and try to cheer
you up, poor boy!" said the elder lady
affectionately.
And the colonel chimed in:
eyes, yes! whenever you please.
Ignace, set the time"
But Mabyn never raised her beautiful
eyes.
Yet he knew she would come. She
could not refuse without singularity |;
and under that roof, of which she would
so fittingly be the mistress, would he
find hope and gain courage to ask her to
be hisP
lie went away with a grave face-re-
turned to Oakborougb, leaving Cesare
D'Arcil again master of the field; yet
lgnace never dreamed of being Jealous
OF him. He had known Cesare from a
child; knew his selfishness, his untruth.
Mabyn was so pure, so soft and fair.
There seemed no possibility of any geni-
ality between the two. He merely won.
dered how the latter could afford to stay
SO long in town; then, dismissed all
| tiOuSut VI uill, anu Idtbleu uOWQ 10 UQ6
Roses, with heartache which made
him numb and dull to all the rest of the
world but beautiful Mabyn Wayne.
"To the RosesP No, six miles, miss"
A broken carriage before country
inn an old gentleman, with a broken
| leg, upheld by two men; an elderly lady
weeping dismally, and beautiful girl,
collected and brave in the general dis.
| tress.
"Ifye wanted to go to the Roses, miss,
| ye ought to have got out at the next
station" said the driver of the broken
| carriage, with an air of sullen civility.
1T is 80 long since have been here, I
had forgotten; and think we were told
| yesterday that Hamilton was the sta
tion," said M sbyn, absently, distracted
by her fathers groans and mothers sobs
though she yet appeared quite calm.
1t was Cesare who had misdirected
the party.
cat least we are fortunate to be near
clean and respectable tavern, dear
father" she continued, and gave direc-
tion to have the men bring in the colo
mel and go for doctor.
Outside the sulky coachman scratched
his head and surveyed the broken car
riage.
81 tole that black eyed furriner that
'twould snarl the whole vehicle ter pull
out the linch-pin, an it has. Well,
don't care if he pays me, as he says he
will, to do the whole job. Here goes
fur q look out for ietters!"
In the hall he already met Miss Wayne
with brief note oryoung Mr.. D'Alem-
bert. lie received it with faithful prom
lses OF delivery, went outside to secretly
destroy it, then hied away to communi-
cate with the black-eyed furriner."
Cesare was soon on the scene. OF
course, under the circumstances, he
could ms ke himself invaluable.
Waiting to hear from IgnaceP My
You know nothing of Oakborough ply
sicians-and they are simply know
nothings. You should return to New
York at once"
He had hustled them to the point of
departure, when there came an unlocked
for apparition. 1t was Ignace D'Alem-
bert, with face utterly colorless.
He had been sitting in his library the
night previous, when a servant showed
in young girl. She was pale, gent e,
timid; her beauty dimmed with recent
weeping.
You know rue, 1 think" with dig.
nifty beyond her years. 6 am Veta
Rane."
Yes, I know you," giving her kind
hand. will you be seatedP"
She seemed making q great effort to
be calm, then said:
"Mr. D'Alembert, you will under
stand me. You are very unhappy be-
am l."
Ignace started.
Can / serve youp" h asked, at last.
mo; but perhaps l can serve you.
Cesare Darrell has been devoting him
self all winter to Miss Wayne, and that
is the reason she has become estranged
from you. Do not ask me how know
this; but do know it. And they are
all at Hamilton now-at the Post Louse.
l wish you would go there at once, and
see if what l have told you is not true"
A few words more ofexplanation, and
she was gone.
his firm eyes blazed their accusation in
to Cesare's false ones. But for time he
held his peace.
Devoting himself to reassuring Col
onel Wayne, he promised him that he
should be attended by his own physician
at the Roses; and placing him, with his |
wife, in the most luxurious OF cushioned |
carriages, with careful driver, he |
gravely asked of Mabyn the privilege
of driving with her in separate car
riage.
She assented, with a sudden sense of |
security and protection, for of late Ce- |
sare seemed drawing nearer and nearer |
into her life, with a fascination in his |
black eyes which held her freedom. She
glanced behind her now with almost a
look of fear as she stepped into the car
riage.
But Cesare was not there.
On the narrow cliff road figure sud-
denly rose among the bushes. The high
mettled horses reared and plunged, the |
buggy rocked, but the animals were
held from dashing away by the vise-like
grasp upon the lines.
But 1gnace utter groan Of mortal an
guish, for the cushion of blue velvet be-
side him wss empty.
Without a cry, Mabyn had gone over
the wheel!
The next instant be stood upon the
ground where she lay. There was a
stain of blood on her white lips. +
The strength lett the brave mans
limbs suddenly.
"She is dead" he moaned.
But she moved. and murmured!
"Can L be OF any aSsistancePn said