The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-05-17
THIBODAUX La, SATURDAY, MAY IL 1884

you will establish the other two IN their
proper position.
lie aged Lady did not understand all
the consequences of her beloved son "a
early crime. for Eugene could not dis
turb her dying ears with the tale of
Geraldlnes second marriage.
Her fading faculties did not crasn the
iact OF their having had . mother at ali
Her heart had turned to Eugene's chill
tiren. and for them abe thought and
prayed
1t was after one of these conversations
that Reginald was announced! Lord
Bowmont instantly descended to receive
him.
How am I to greet you, Reginald 2"
he asked, as he entered las my son, or
as q stranger!"
Reginald was standing with his hack
to the fire, and he did not change his
position. The evil conduct of the last
months had left their traces on his f;,ce
His eyes cleaned with q cruel look. and
his brow wus knitted and wrinkl,l
Debauchery had made him look old.
although he was not yet of age.
II wish to be considered as q s4rar.
ger, SIR" he said, III I am not vonr
Heir." o' sou
Reginald" said Lord Bowmont
greatly agitated, do not tempt me-
Already my mothers entreaties have
shaken the liked purpose of nv lie. 7
would wish to do you justice"
THAT You can never do. If the tale of
these children's legitimacy be true" said
Reginald, bitterly.
Had you been worthy, the tale
should never have been told, Reginald. I"
said Lord B0wmOnt II would never
have deprived you of the birthright YOU
had been taught to expect. But de-
generate boy, why should one every way
ntted for his position be wronged, while
you, unworthy as you are, profit by
ltY"
From childhood have been taunted
by his excellence" said Reginald. pas
| sionately; "but he ahall never triumph
in my fall"
"That he would never do-he is too
noble and if now he were here, and
the question given to him to decide, he
would choose Obscurity rather than your
disgrace"
"Fme words" said Reginald, stune
by the praises of Earnest, but false !:
| false M his heart and your owni You
have never loved me. have never been
but % . bastard in your affections, and
now yOu may expect I'll that an outraged,
desperate nature u capable Of"
"Your reproaches are. harmless, be-
cause untrue, sir. have ever treated
YOU a. my heir; but henceforth I will
remember I have another son.
And you reiec8 mer'
"Your unnatural conduct has alienated
nv affections, said Lord Bowmont
deeply agitated. Your crimes deserve
NO consideration from me, but YOU are
still my son I shall not forget that"
"And you win acknowledge Ernest
FalcOner as your helrs
IF Heaven spares me, Will do him
that Justice"
"lf Heaven spares both him and you
to do me so foul an injustice! Be
warned. my lord! have been wronged,
and 1 am not one to let q wrong pass
unavenged"
"Unnatural son, your threats but
strengthen my dissemination. Ernest
Bowmont, your elder brother, from this
moment, is my only son !"
Lord BOwmOnt turned from the room,
leaving Reginald prey to the most
| fearful feelings of revenge and despair.
"YOu have sealed his doom he
Missed, demoniacsL expression settling
on his face. Before twenty -four hours
have passed, your leyitinnste heir shall be
| a clOd of senseless earth!"
He hurried from the house, and shu.
himself up in his luxurious apartments,
| where he loaded the arm he had p1lr-
chased a few weeks before. His face
| was perfectly fiendish as he prepared the
| instrument which was to take brother
| life.
He knew that the Falconers were at
Dunlo, ard drawing his hat well over
his brow, he threw over his shoulders a
large military cloak. and took his seat IL
! the train which was to bear him to Dun
| lellon Hall.
Although it was an express, it seemed
70 crawl along, and it waa getting dark
| before he arrived at the little station.
The snow, which hau begun to descend,
drove into his face, but he felt it not.
He entered by the lodge-gates, and
began to consider his plans for enticing
his intended victim to come out into the
park.
He knew E.cncst's generous nature,
and had determined by that goodness to
lure him to destruction.
Hastily tearing piece OF paper from
his pocket-book, he wrote in q disguised
hand -
"A being in the last stage of distress
implores Mr.. Ernest Falconer's assist
ance. She will wait for him ut the
Three Elms, if his goodness will induce
him to help her"
Folding the paper. he looked round
for messenger He had not long to
wait A little boy bending under the
weight of huge jug of soup was coming
from the house, and Reginald beckoned
the lad to him. -.
Twill give you q shilling if you will
| take this note to Mr.. Falconer. Be sure
n Il \