The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-05-01

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after the catastrophe
By this time h. had made known
briefly Ia some officials that woman
WAS missing who bad not been in the
carriage with him, and one or two of
them followed him in his quest Pres
emily he realized pretty well where he
had been thrown he all bat identified
the spot. Then he scrambled through
the hedge and there, on the opposite
side. on slopiDg bank OF ditch, he
beheld, lying quite still, her dark, uH-
mistakabie form.
He ran forward. and bending ever
her and looking down upon her mar
bic. upturned face, saw at glance
that there was nothing dangerous
abou; her now-those terrible eyes
were closed forever. Except or 1t
sight wound on the temple whence
little blood had trickled, and the dis
toried. but now rigidly closed hand,
which had been 80 lately at his throat,
she looked as calm and uninjured as
if she were merely sleeping. while
death had restored for brief period
much of that beauty, the traces of
which had struck him when her veil
was first lifted.
One 1T the surgeons here came bur
rying up. in answer to summons.
Good beavens!" he exclaimed;
"here she is. then, ar last Why.
she must have been IN t. e train. How
on earth did she manage it?'
Who is sheS inquired Jack, earn
est!y, with a strange return of the old
inexplicable sensation. "Wbo is she +!
You appear to know Ter. Pray tell
me-"
oh, one Of cur inmates; she got
away yesterday morning; no one
knows how" was the answer.
"YOu are from LOngm0or, then.
How long has she been there, What
is the name ?"
'Oh, she has been there upwards of
twenty years. | believe, long before
my time"
And her name?"
Upon my word, at this moment. l
can hardly" went on the doctor,
mechanically passing his finger over
one of the pulseless wris,s before him,
and with calm hesitation which con-
trasied strongly with Jacks earnest.
imp,'uous manner. Il can hardly
think she was Committed
for the murder of her own little girl.
Ii was sad case | know. Alb. her
name: have it," went ou the doctor
suddenly. Her name was Pallent-
Rachel PaIlant."
Jack sPrang from the kneeling post
ure in which he was as if he had been
shot. Why, this was his owu dead
mothers name. But psbaw what of
that -? Well it was Il startling coinci-
dence that was all. All. but was it
ALL Indeed, no. Would that i,
were
The inquest led to a revelstion.
That inquiry fully explained what had
been the nature of the Influence which
the weird, pale face and strange pres
ence had upon nv friend.
The strong. but subtle, link, which
no time or absence can quite sunder.
between mother and son, had
made Itself felt the Instant those two
sat face to face, for the unhappy VIZ
man was indeed no other than Jacks
own mOthe.
He had never been told-in fact
it had been carefully kept frcm him
Why run the risk of clouding for life
that bright and happy temperament ?
He was only four years old when the
dreadful business happened. Hence
he had scarcely known a mothers
care she was lost to him and to the |
world as completely as if she had died,
Nay, death would have been q mercy
by comparison, and it was generally |
that she Was dead; only a |
very few intimate friends knew the |
truth.
The poor lady's mind had given
way suddenly after the birth of child |
who did not live. Within a week the |
homicidal mania possessed her :: by |
the merest chance she had been pre-
vented from committing some fright
full outrage upon her little boy. my |
poor friend Jack; and restraint not |
having been put upon her in time
for her malady had hardly been sus-
pected, so unlocked for was Its appear
ance-she contaminated her deadly |
upon her eldest child, a |
girl of fifteen years of age-killed her,
ia word, as she lay asleep.
And here after. lapse of twenty |
years, was the climax and end of the !
as dreadful as anything that |
mad gone before. The order for re-
ease, when il came. brought with it |