Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1881-01-26
From the Dead.

One day Frank came home, with look
# triumph. II have "a perfect treasure
for YOU, he said, in the way of nurse,
Gerald Temple is going TO take his family
10 Europe. and when he heard what you
wanted. offered TO let US have their nurse,
whom they viii not want"
heard a low sigh. Flora, Franks only
sister. had been sitting in the corner of the
Cr.wing-rOom. She rose low and slipped
out.
GLOW could YOU, Frank 2" | said, fol-
lowing her with sad eyes. ~ never heard
ycur sisieI speak of the Temples since she
las lived with u.s. the very mention of
their uame brings back the memory of
5erald's brother and all that sad tragedy"
81 anu soFry, said Frank, ''but ] did
not know She was in the room. Poor
Fl0n.'
..Ies. Poor Flora, said 10 myself. But
once tie blthest, loveliest little creature
ever Suew. 1t is something of astory, but
'iis an over true tale, and will tell it IN
the shortest way | can"
Flora and Frank were orphans, and old
Mrs. Chichester, their grandmother, had
adopted Flora almost from her infancy.
The old lady had very ambitious hopes of
making splendid match for her beautiful
granGcbild. But Flora thought otherwise;
and when she was just seventeen, at the
time Of my wedding, she and Langley Tenn
pie were insane enough to fall desperately
IN love with each other. After awhile
Langley wss ordered to his ship (he was
ID tie navy) but Frank waged battle with
grandma until he obtained viperish con-
sent that the lovers might correspond.
Grandma took pains not TO let Frank know
how Flora was tormented and tryanuiZed
over. until the poor child consented to 90
out into society again; and there she met,
and nade ready c0nquests of the very man
whom grandma had intended for her beauty
-Hoisoe Kent. Flora refused him; but
grandma said, scornfully, ''That made no
G.iIeTChce. She would come TO her senses
soon, and, TO my utter amazement, the
fryUssc0lt went or, and by-and-by We were
hidden 10 the wedding-a quiet elegant af-
lair. where Flora talked and walked as if
she were frozen
Kent and Flora we're TO sail for Europe
within fortnight of their marriage, and
went % Washington and Baltimore to pass
that time. Left alone, one evening in Balti
more with a severe headache, Flora re-
membered having some aromatic vinegar
IN her husbands dressing case Kent was
peculiar in his careful way of locking up
MS belongings, and she took her own
bunch OF keys to open the box, when,
rather to her surprise, she found the |
hey left in the box. Some listless, vague |
impulse. which she could never afterward |
account for, prompted her TO lift the upper |
Tray, although she had found the vinegar |
already. Underneath, to her surprise, she |
found papers, and was about returning the |
tray to its place, without further examina- |
tDn, when her eyes were caught by the
words-'::bIy own Flora, in dear. u too
Weli-knOwn handwriting.
When Kent came back that night, |
he found his beautiful young wife sense
less upon her bed, with two letters crum- |
pied between her cold fingeIs. One, the
last letter that Langley had actually written
her; and the other, the base forgery, in
which he asked to be released from his en- |
gasenlent.
They came back TO New York for a sin |
gle day, Flora saw no one but her grand |
mother. The old lady, upon her death-bed,
raved Cf that interview, and vainly implor-
ed Flora 5 forgiveness for urging Kent on to |
his treachery. The newly-wedded pair |
sa led in the Inflated ship that took fire |
eli the coast of Nova Scotia, and whose |
maine still carries terror to many heart. |
Flora was one of the handful of survivors; |
her unhappy husband fought for her plsce
IN the boat, and remaining behind himself, |
perished with the ship. Then came the
news that Langley's ship had gone down
with all on board.
Flora came to live with us about two |
years before the commencement of my |
story. She seemed to feel sorrowful re- |
morse about her husband that was not |
sriei, yeJ 1t cast a shadow over her life. |
lie Was treacherUus and false, she said |
TO me one day. land he broke my heart
but what right had to judge himl Harrie, |
told him that could never forgive. And |
he died, thinking himself unforgiven." Of
Langley, as tcld you, she never spoke.
Well, the perfect treasure made her ap- |
pcarance. She was rather young look |
ing woman, with pleasant, low, voice
and very good manners, for one of her
Stallion.
One night, Frank had taken a box at |
the opera in New York. We lived In
Brooklyn and as Kellogg was to sing, l
begged Flora to go with us, but she de-
chned: She would stay at home and keep |
house, she said.
In the meantime. Flora, after our de-
partuIe, sat for some time writing letters |
IN her own ICON; and at last fell asleep.
She never knew how long she slept, but |
She had painful nightmare sensation, as
II somebody was trying to smother her, and
after struggling with the feel ng for some
time, she slowly, and with great effort
opened her eyes Why, what has happened
10 the room The gas must have gone out
1t Is totally dark, save tiickering CLEAN
from the dying fire on the hearth, and
what a sIckening smell there as. With a
lightning rapidity, which is more like in
stirct than thought, 1t flashed upon her
what the strange scent was-chloroform
Then, as she caught her frightened breath,
aBd shrank back into her chair, a low
sound Of voices from the dining rooms
reached her ears. The door between the
rooms was aJar, and she saw thread
Of hight from ii; the voice she first heard
was mans
Yer didn't give the young oman too
much, did yer r" 1t asked anxiously.
wish i had," answered Alice's low,
stealthy voice. 81 hate her She suspects
me-"
''Ha, hal" gurgled the man. She must
ha' been purity oncivil to yer, yer usually
gets on the right side of 'em. Is that 'er
pitcher silver or rlatel'