The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-04-06

I vision u, IA short, meaningless eIccp
{ that il shows the testator had her IN hi
mind when be made his will. aud 80 "a
/ makes II all the more binding
Exactly she spoke with animation lt'
his wish and / shall see that you are vel
paid for your trouble and counsel ih
, carriage viii he here very soon. AMI sh,
had gone as quickly as she had come.
The remark about payment had entered
threadbare coat aud had struck righ
home,
But It's too mean all the same, pay or N,
pay, ] growled. TO cut that girloti wiihou
cent? But it's the old stoSy. aud i
can help III and sank with sphilosophi
cal smile on my face.
Then just in sport, in Ill Of malig
nant satisfactionI took mp second sheet
Of legal cap, and scribbled thereupon, with
formal opening and close, that this Rob
ert T. Cecil gave all his property TO hii
dearly beloved daughter, Mabel Cecil. and
left the lady Of the veil where the Law
found her
But such is the history Of the world! /
concluded solemnly, ever such; and what
a gulf, deep, impossible, between what
ought to be aud what isl How should
like TO bridge il overt And buttoned up
my coat, and walking TO the window, i'm !.
agined could see through the darkness
the coming Of the carriage Of Madame
I Cecil.
The time dragged slowly, very slowly,
and never felt more genuine relief than
in hearing heavy wheels grinding through
the mud and slosh, and knocking at the
door notifying me that the carrige was
ready.
sprang into the carriage and away we
dashed through such darkness that | could
not for the life of me discover to what por-
tion of the town we were being driven.
But in very short time We came to sud
den halt, and the carriage door opened
The coachman conducted me up the
brown-stone steps, whore the open door
was already awaiting me, and stepped
into the dimly lighted hall,
As did so, lady, whose fgureand
manners told me was Madame Cecil, glId
ed in from a side room, and with plaint
i've smile bade me follow her at once In
that instant, | had her face and perhaps
her character She might have been
thirty-fye, only she didn't look it, with
those brilliant black eyes, pearly teeth.
and elegant manners; but behind all these,
read the positive force that turned to good
may save country, but given over to evil
would sacrifice everything to success
Noiselessly she glided over the carpets,
and as silently did follow her. She
passed into the library, and from thence
as instantly felt-into the chamber Of
death; even elegant furniture and costly
paintings, and embroidered coyerlets are
not to oyerawe our destiny.
Mr. Cecil, the lawyer has come, she
softly said, as she stopped over the EN- ci-
uied face Of a silver haired man
What! who? as he started from seem
ing stupor, and looked wonderingly at me
from his sunken eyes.
He will will read it to you now, Mr.. Ce-
ell; adding in low tone; he is sinking
rapidly; fear you must hasten.
felt that / must. / seated myself at
his bedside and as did so saw his lips
tremble, and as / believed they were
breathing name; imagined it Mabel.
Our boldest moves are born on the spur
of the moment
Mrs. Cecil may trouble you for glass
OF water? ] asked, as | took ont the will
she had drawn
Quich, sir, quick said |, as noticed
his sunken eyes watching her fastening
footsteps. Do you want your daughter to
have all your property, save what the law
gives your wife?
He started back from me as il he could
not trust his own Senses or was doubling
to put confidence IN me; but he
seemed to feel the necessity of doing so,
an suddenly the dull eyes frightened
with momentary CLEAN of relief and JOY
as he clearly answered.
Yes yesl And God bless you!
Aud |, too, vas thanking heaven for the
wnim that had led me to write two wills SO
very like in length and appearance, and
il was only the work OF moment to
make the exchange and just in time.
With Mrs. Cecil came the housekeeper
and man servant, and in their presence
the dying man tremblingly signed his
name 70 the second will, and they witness
ed it,
they had gone, and | started to 60
when the old man pressed my hand and !
saw the tears gathered in his eyes. As |
tdrned TO go inyoluntarily felt that the
black eyes Of Madame Cecil had witnessed
all aud suspected everything.
Ishould like to see that will she said
firmly in low voice.
Some other time He's dying, Mrs
necil
So much the greater reason sir Show
i to me
looked her one instant calmly and sug
gestiyely 10 the face and then started for
he door
Stop! she cried, and a tiny, silver
mounted revolver cleaned in her hand.
Ny God Mrs Cecil, you have killed
him lie has died at your hands cried,
IS heard a strange sound behind me, and
would have turned il all the pistols 10 the
had been pointed a, me
The old man : arms had been lifted as in
prayer, butB now sank witbered on the pill