Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-06-06

tiidl touiu give Dtl ItlltI- AZ last lilt
midnight train started. Just as til,
last car left the station, John Brightly
appeared running at full speed. The
locomotive went on; he was left behind
He had spent all Intervening i'll attempt
ing letter for Rose. So absorbed had
he been i'll his task, that he had not no
ticed the flight of time, and hence his
lateness.
The next train would be in at 4:30.
The farm was at least four miles from
the station, 50 John Brightly concluded
that he might as well remain where he
was. He entered the little office, which
at present was occupied by a dimly-
burning oil lamp and Il sleepy employe,
and gave himself up to thought. He
looked back on the years of long strugg-
ling he had passed, i'll the endeavor to
buy that farm upon the hill; and when
| his object was almost attained-when
the last nlstalment Of the purchase
money was to be paid to the owner
Ruy BlasmOnt had to step i'll, and, by
few strokes of his pen, swept it all
away. 1t WAS very hard. And yet
she shall never know it he Thought
Il will save her from disgrace, if it
costs all have. 5"
All that afternoon Ruy BlaSmont re-
manned i'll his room. He wanted money,
and a large amount, too. The only
means to obtain it would be To marry
| Rose to rich man. Old, pompous
Mr.. Willis, the wealthy man of Moor
land, WAS the person he had selected
\ for PnSn-S huSl.anl Pose l.aI toll.
him once. and then he applied to Ruy.
Ruy had promised for Rose, never i'm
agming that his sister would dare OPP
pose his all-powerful will.
Ruy IaaSmOnt IIaa found that Rose
had will of her own. Brightly was i'll
the way. Brightly, doubtless, knew
more about the forgery than was agree
able for the forger. Brightly was a
dangerous person. Brightly would
leave Moorland by tue midnight train.
Parbleui What can one do with dam
gerous person? Ruy Blasmont showed
his white teeth, and closed his eyes as
if he We're afraid that they would tell
the evil thought showing through them.
He was not aware that Rose had left
the house.
Shortly before midnight he stood Oh
the side of a steep embankment, on the
railroad, about two miles from Moor
land. His hands were torn and bleed
ing. He had just succeeded III rolling
a huge rock Oh the track. On either
side of the embankment was "a narrow
path. Fifty feet below on one side was
the river; Oh the other were rugged
masses of clay and rocks. Running
along the embankinent until he reached
the field to the north of it, he crouched
between the fence and the trunk of a
willow tree, and waited the coming of
train.
''Parbleu,r he muttered Monsieur
lie diable will thank me for the cargo
I'll send him tonight. Bah. they'll
die sometime all the same And ne
shrugged his shoulders.
The light of the locomotive grows
larger and larger. In another moment
the train will be on the embanknent.
IL passes the field at lightning-like
speed. The moon Is at its full. The
engineer perceives the obStruction; but
too late. The locomotive strikes ii,
leaps back, crushing i'll the nearest car,
and plunglng down the embankment. |
There are shriekS and groans from men
and women, and crushing timber. The
locomotive, followed by the train, !
plungeS III among the clay and rocks. |
At last 1t falls over on its side, and ali
who are alive pour from the cars. There
are many wounded and many dead; but
Ruy Blasmont does not see John
Brightly. He sees another, however,
and that is his sister Rose. With her
pale, still face upturned, she lies among
the rocks, near the dismantled locomo- |
tive, the light from its reflector forming
a halo around her.
Ruy Blasmont kneelS by her side |
His face becomes rigid.
a mistake he says, cody taking
revolver from the breaSt-pocket of his
coat. ''I've killed the wrong one. This
time | will be sure"
He points the pistol at his own head
and fires. The ball passes through his
head and he falls back "A corpse.
The news of the disaster travelled |
quickly to Moorland. John Brightly |
was the first to reach the spot. He |
eXerted himself nobly, tenderly caring |
for the wounded, and reverently remov-
ing the dead. Approaching the spot
where the locomotive lay, i'll search of
more unfortnnates, he received an i'm
preston of horror that never left him
nntil his dying day. He saw Rose |
BlasmOnt. He staggered and almost |
fell.
Rose! My Rose.'' he gasped.
''John.' she cried, joyfully opening |
her eyes, where am |? Is it really you
John! Then L am S;ife.''
She was safe and unhurt. She had |
only tainted.
In "a dark clump ofcypresS trees, near
the Brightly farm, there is a marble
slab. 1t bears the name-''Ruy Bias
mont" Mr.. and Mrs. Brightly have
forgiven him. The remembrance of
his terrible crime is the only cloud i'll
the sunlight of their happiness.