The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-04-14

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CHAPTER XXvIIL<
THE RELENTLESS ENEMY.
m General turned toward the shadow
I'm which still remained in the cloomie:e
eeuse Of the room.
aArs You convinced now?" said the vo.
ms voice. 'Do you now believe that I
. ~ you the truth on the night that Nh.
0vineton Was assaulted. and again on ths
| ~ d your Wedding day. when l declared
sgs that Maud oTins'0n vas . murdsr-
sTaI" answered the General, in hossss
| Niea and with the strange, unnatural man.
sgef . man who speaks in his sleep-"yes,
| lisiisvs al now"
| Anst Of Cranky Dumont was well-nigh
| huksn. He had met with the bassst treach-
| oylSon the woman he had trusted 20 Iona.
p fully. The blow was indeed tsssihls
-.
I'm, for the nrst time, the Gensral di,.
1nsfly beheld the denouncer who had fol.
IND upon his wife's track from the hour
h Clarence Suydam's disappearance. BY
n extra light Of the lamp which was now
bnsd up he saw . shrouded figure, slender
~ delieate. but yelled from head 70 foot in
bAiss dIapssies, which gave shadowy and
jat.liks appearance to her form.
|'Who are you? cried tho General
- an . woman" answered the voice
Stieh had struck despair to his proud
t0t-I am . woman, and . ysvenReful
a.
Exo small hands flung back the white
~ eloud-like draperies, and the pale fheo
k0ariee 6uydam was revealed.
nvss she who had plotted the fatal die.
poVGy which had taken place this night
n1Janas Dalton had assisted her in it, 40
enplishmsnt.
Il am woman and q revenReful one, she
bntnued, her voice sounding almost un.
iulhly In its unnatural aud melancholy
naanssa Il come ofsa proud and pas
aats fmily-s family whoss souls are
- untsmpsred iron. that can bresk. but
~ uevW bsnd. Where we love, 70 love
lqWar. With us love and hate are akin to
lulnea perhaps. but ~e nevsF shangs: Z
Ind my cousin, Clarence Suydam-loved
- y only true woman can love-loved
N better than my life-bester. it may be,
IN my soul! Ay. and the day was when
ADssturned my affection, when he loved mo
A1b and dearly, and the fair future smiled
As6oss me, . bright and sunny prospect Of
hppmess and delight!'
Poor girl, poor girl" murmured The Gen.
The dream Of the strong mans loving
l1lst had Just been shattered. and he could
| ~ for woe which was like his own.
- was happy-Heaven knows how hap
n continued the impassioned girl, It'll
u evil day came. the black day for him
~ for me-the day which sealed the fate
Mboth. I say that Clarence Suydarh loved
~ He did love me until Maud Ovington
Nossd his pathway. From that hour be
Anged He was bewitched, intoxicated
D he studied fascinations Of the false en-
ehAntress. Perhaps, as much as she could
lsVa che loved him. Il pleased her heart 70
- him cast his heart, his ambition, his fu-
t1se. all beneath her feet, that she might
tnmple ON them. She had written him let
tels-letters in which she avowed her lasting
eheg eternal affection, and she knew your
peoud nature. CRANKY Dumont-she knew
tAAS ii those letters had fallen into your
lAads, you would have cast her from you -
. base and unworthy creature, . traitor alike
b love and honor. Clarence Suydam re-
4lGed to return those letters. He did not
s1eose that another man should be fooled q
y had been fooled. He threatened to place
stAam in your hands From that hour his
(eom vas sealed, aud the same night that
l. had declared his reason he was decoyed
1om the house and murdered-murdered by
eame tool, employed by your wife. Maud
Ovington!"
"Oh, misery. misery" exclaimed CRANKY
Dumonk
!. He could NO longer refuse 10 believe In
lie shame and dishonor. From tho lips oi
lis wife he had sufficient proof OF her guilt.
"But tell me-" he cried, "what was the
nMning Of that strange scene which tool
,place below not half an hour since: Wha,
ms the reason of the terror of-of her whom
1may no longer call my wife, when her &C.
<nser removed his mask?"
s.Maud Dumont had good reason for hel
tslror," answered Clarice. coldly; .'she be.
ksved that she was looking upon the face Of
~ dead"
'.And the terror Of the man who was with
lMY'
He also thought he beheld the dead-the
murdered dead That man was no Other
han one of the base tools who perpetrated
h murder-a tool in the pay Of Mrs. Du-
nout"
"Ierciful Heaven, this is too horrible!"
The General covered his face with his
Aads, stunned and stuRetied BY that which
= had heard
he rose from his seat and walked across
@sroon, at first staggering Ikea drunken
@. but afterward stsadying himself.
e pointed to the trap door. and spoke in q
tnnge and husky voice to the man in the
1euch hat, who was wAtching him with .
sanss Of pity.
III you will conduct me to the spot where
Y carriage waits. I, shall be obliged to
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