The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1881-08-10
CHAPTER Xxx.
Auss ovrNeroN BEcoMrg ERANr1a.

and the doctors were now Rangnine as *
his ultimate recovery.
He was carefully attended by the beautiful
Maud and the General, who passed the
greater part of his time in the bed-chambeI
Of the sick man.
Strange doubts fitted through the mind
of Maud Ovington at times when she looked
upon the sufferers features, and she would
shiver as with the ague.
The morning of James Dalton'a revelation
to Mrs. Raymond, Miss Ovington sat before
the fire in her own apartments, thinking
MISUNDERSTANDING
A cautious rap sounded upon the panel Of
the outer door. EGE
William Gortonr she muttered. 'What
now, wOnder?"
She admitted the servant and closed the
door.
William GOrton bowed and walked toward
the mantel, fumbling in his pocket RS hG
went.
''What have you heard, William2"
Nothing, madam" answered the coach
man. 81 merely wish you TO read that"
He drew ont o newspaper, which ha
handed to Miss OvingtOn, pointing, as he
did SO, to marked paragraph.
The paragraph to which he called her At
tention was this:
''OUF OF THE DEPTHS Yesterday after
noon the body Of Mr.. Henry Raymond, .
young married man, who resided in Brook
Ign, was discovered Wedged in between the
piles of Pier No. "a, East River. Mr.. Ray
mond has been missing since the ninth of
October. He is about twenty-eight years of
age. An examination Of the body was made,
and marks of violence found. Directly
over the heart is cash from an inch blade.
The funeral of the unfortunate man will
take place from his late residence, on Mon
roe Street, tomorrow afternoon, at two
o'clock. Mr.. Raymond was well known
both in Brooklyn and this city, and the af-
fair has excited intense indignation. Mrs.
Raymond has the sympathy Of large circle
of friends"
Maud Ovington handed back the paper to
the coachman.
Her face wore a puzzled look
why do you call my attention to this
horrid affair."" she asked, unconcernedly.
Because he disappeared on the ninth of
October, replied the coachmRn
''What of that?" .--.
he was about twenty-eight years of age"
''Well?"
cit may be that" p
Miss OVington paled a trifle.
go on" she said, as William Gorton
paused.
''It may be that he was tossed into the
river-it may be that he rose to the surface,
MADAME
"How could that be?" exclaimed Miss
Oyington, with increasing pallor.
81 do not say 1t is so, madam; but what if
his body should have been cast into the
river, and what if it should have become
wedged in that d1ck?"
''Do you think this Mrs. Raymond could
be mistaken, and do you suppose she would
claim the body Of another man than her own
husbandf"
81 do not know, madam replied the
cOachman, respectfully: ''Yet stranger
things have happened, and it Is we'll 10 DO |
sure"
'NEell, supposing it is his-his body"
said Miss Oyington, haughtily; "if it is |
claimed by a stranger and buried out of
sight, what danger exists2 There is no need |
of fear"
THAT is true, madam; but would it not
be well to become satisfied of the identity Of |
this manp That would clear up all uncer- /
tainty." s# # t
"YOu are right; I willi.see to it"
''You, MADAME"
''Yes-I will satisfy my own eyes"
William GortOn bowed low and turned to
leave the room.
lone moment, William" said his mis-
tTess, laying her hand upon his sleeve as if !
10 detain him. 'tLst me again admOnish
you to be true to me; you shall be rewarded
handsomely. You have heard nothing of
The lettersr'
Nothing, Anadam."
''YOu may co. fE r#s
Miss Ovington, with troubled conscience
and wild, reckless feeling, lett her apart
ments and took her way to her fathers bed
chamber.
General CRANKY Dumont sat by Mr.. Owing
TONS bedside, talking with the sick man.
II am glad that you have come, Maud,
said Mr.. Oyington, as his daughter entered
The room. r-.--s-
neeling beside him and caressing his pale
cheek. you do not want ma to remain away
from you a momentT'
Because you are such q good daughter,
my darlingl All, CRANKY, it must be bit
Ter life that father leads who has ungrateful
offspring offspring who, for all the tender
ness laVished upon them, return neglect and
nateI' FFEs.ars usrE
A spasm Of pain passed over the face of
Mr.. Oyingtorl as he said this, but neither
Maud nor the General noticed il In the semi
There, tlerel" chided Maud-''do not
ak so! You need to be cheerful if you
would improve III health"
perhaps am foolish, child, replied Mr..
Ovington, stroking the beautiful golden
lair; "but I feel gloomy to-day. You still
owe Inc, my darlingTPT eauFv~s Ra II
Love you, fatherl Can you doubt that
loY'
NO, Maud-nO! But everything seems
10 uncertain"
THAT will do, OyingtonTr's said the Gen.
,ral, suddenly. 'Do not think, because
rou are i'll, that all your friends are about to
iesert you. Attend to getting web. 1want
o see you upon your Feet"
Fs aes =
o brooklyn. she was clad IN sober black,
nd wore a heavy veil.
After consulting the city directory, she
ound what she wauted-the address Of MIR.
Henry Raymond. She arrived at the house
ast as the funeral services were commence
1g.
Pie walks were crowded with gaping
pectators, attracted, doubtless, by the grim
ntera-it attached to the unfortunate mans
cath, and it was with difficulty that Miss
iyington made her way through the crowd.
nsidethe door she was met ny an undertaken, I
no conducted her to the back part of the
all, where small open space afforded .
lew of the dTawiRg-ro0ms.
The rooms were dfNped in mourning, even
, the pictures hanging upon the walls. On
table IN a corner stood basket of exotics,
lie fragrance from which flied the place
it'll an almost sickening odor Under the
Orirait of the deceased man stood the bier
hich held the remains At the head of is
It the widow, and by her side stood her
right-eyed. wondering boy.
Maud OVington felt a sense ofCsnfScationt
bile awaiting the end Of the funeral SER
ces, and several times moved back against
lie railing behind her, cIutching it for sup
ort. When the invitation was given 10 the
lends to view the body, Miss Ovington
ade her way toward the coffin, but her r
Ill was so thick that she was forced to life
trife.
She looked eagerly upon the features Of {
o dead y
1T is her she muttered-oit is Clarence Z
iydam! They are burying the wrong
amp Q
She dropped her Fsil, and made her way 4
It of the house. 4
''Maud Ovingtoni" exclaimed James Dali I.
q, who stood near the street door, as she
ssed our what could she want here2" d
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