The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-03-08

murder. felt that should be looked
upon as common murderer, who killed
for money. Now, Margherita, speak %
he continued, advancing towards her,
but not daring to look at her, Speak
you know my crime. Do you absolye
me ?"
Her face was hidden In her hands.
She made no reply.
The silence affrighted him. He placed
his hand upon her forehead, and tried to
raise her head.
Then he drew back In alright, for her
face was livid
Two heavy tears were rolling down
her cheeks.
Am 1, then, more guilty even than
/ thought myself? Will you never for
give mep"
She stood up with an immense effort,
and after much useless attempt, she said,
"The Margaret whom, in his last words,
he ordered to avenge him, was myself.
1 was to have been the wife of Graham
Forbes ~
For few moments no word was said.
Their agony was beyond description.
AT last, in a deadly voice, he said,
"You have avenged himl''
Another pause, and he said, "Good-
bye forever ~
He staggered from the room.
He looked back as he went over the
threshold.
Sha W q m har u
A minute, afterwards, there was a
great shrieking and calling in Park
Street, outside the house within which
Margaret was still praying.
" say" cried the coachman of pri-
vate carriage, which had stopped, "that
the man threw himself under the
horses"
Nonsense !" said man who had
been looking on; "the gentleman had
just left that house." pointing. "You
were driving too fast, and you knocked
him down."
I" Is he deadp"
mo; but both his arms are broken"
Poor dear gentleman !" here said a
voice from within the carriage. CT
assure you my man is very steady; he
has been with me thirty years. am
Lord Arlington. Pray be good enough
to place the gentleman in my carriage,
and will drive with him to the hos
pital."
"No,' said voice, "he belongs to
that house. Some one knock at the
door,"
The next minute the occupier of the
dwelling came out, and recognized the
sufferer.
"Good gracious it's Mr.. Austin ST.
vory-pray bring him into the house,
gentlemen"
About this time Lord Arlington had
busted himself very much concerning q
police-detective of the name of Webber.
The newspapers could not make out the
mystery. The writer's told their readers
how Mr.. Austin Sivory, leaving GER
tain house in Park Street, Westminster,
had imprudently attempted to cross the
road, and must have slipped upon
piece of orange peel, or other dangerous
substance. At all events, the horses
and wheels of a carriage went over the
unfortunate gentleman. The owner of
the carriage happened to be in it, for he
was being driven to the Opera; and this
gentleman : the Earl of Arlington -
showed great anxiety about the sufferer
the more especially when he had
heard from the landlady of the house in
Park Street who the gentleman was.
Mr.. Sivory was taken up. stairs, where
Miss Mayter was found in condition
apparently of torpor. The presence,
however, of the injured gentleman, who
was much blcod-stained, recalled her to
herself, and she at once busted herself
about the still senseless patient.
1t was at this point that strange
gibbering was heard at the window, and
the attention of those present being
drawn to the point, they saw terrified,
white face looking in.
| Fear for some time prevented any
thing being done. The window was at
last opened, when 1t was found that the
individual in question was quite insane.
"It is Miss Varli's BROTHER" here said
the woman of the house.
When suddenly, Lord Arlington utter
ed a sound of anguish and cried, " Paul,
my poor lad-Paul, do you not know
me?'
He looked, smiled, and then said, in a
low voice, +" Hush we shall hunt him
down."