The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-05-24
Tangled
Or,
A BROKEN TIE.
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JARRETT SYLVESTER.
Ar1HoR OF "a FATAL MISTAKE, "FErTE2ED.
.1Er FREE" "EsTELLEs ELRoI," *
"CLoUDs AND SUNSHINE" 5,
SUSPECTED" ETC. -.
BARRETT SYLVESTER.
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''I cannot stop YOU, she shrieked :.
.s'but know some foul deed las been,
committed. You shall not escape
Reginald Belmont Murderer, you win
die upon the scatfold!"
The scaffoldl Those fearful words,
rang in his ears. Her evidence could
indeed bring him to the scatfold. He
listened The footsteps he had heard
ceased and close at his feet, rs if placed
there to tempt him to tie commission of
a second crime, was a pool OF stagnant
water.
The gate through which he had en-
tered led to q part OF the estate called
the Wilderness, OvergrOwn with trees
and underground Of tangled shrubs in
which the deer sheltered in the winter.
He retraced his steps to where Ellen
still leant on the gate.
ELLEN, he whispered, hoarsely, "you
must not speak OF my presence here to-
SShall protect murderer?"
"Swear you will never speak Of it"
"NO."
"Your life depends ON your oath.
Swear, say! |"
"Never You have blighted my lie,
and brought me to au early grave. Why
should defend yonf Motif you hayt.
lid the measure OF your crimes by
mnrlar, will not swear!''
".Ihen your death be upon your own
head! Your grave is nearer than you
thought !"
He threw his arms round her, and
began to drag her towards the pool.
Ellen wes in tho list stsge of con-
sumption, and her strength was not
equal to child's She soon ceased to
struggle, but clung to him with the
tenacity of life.
"Wretch:" she gaspr,l "my life is
nearly spent! Would yHu muir ler me-
cut of the few remaining hours Lave
'for repentsEss, and plunge Yourself
daoper in sir 2"
II would rather send my soul to per-
dltlOn than my body to the gallows
Solemnly swear not to reveal my pres
.ence here, and will spare YOU
Ellelt vas silent. Her fingers caught
IN the wat.'.i-chain that hung round his
neck. She clung to him, but was speech
less
die, t,1en!" lie shouted, tearing
himself from her hold.
The gill fell bark into the green,
Shiny pool. One despair:ng cry sounded
on the night air. 4 white face cleaned
In the moonlight on the green waters,
then sank forever.
Reginald Eowmont was for second
tine a murderer
Eiscou15 Dunkelltn lad been an IL
valid for some Gays. He was not
seriously II, but while si,oo..ng few
days before, he had been seized with
slight cough, and had spit up a consid-
erable quantity OF blood. Ee would
not acknowledge himself to be i'll, say
ing he haa once, when boy, had a
similar attack, but he yielded to the
earnest solicitations of the Viscountess,
and telegraphed for physician from
London.
Doctor Bolton prescribed perfect rest
OF mind and body, declaring that any
excitement might rupture g biood-vessel
OF more considerable Importance, unless
the greatest care was observed.
The Viscount was, therefore, pris-
oner, bat every member OF his attached
family We'd in their attentions to him.
My dear Gerald" he SAID to his son,
who, with Edith, had relieved the Wis
countess, and had been with him some
hours, ''you have not been ont to- day,
and | fear your cheek is looking pale.
What say you to run across the park
The evening is too cold for my little
Edith, or l should prescribe TIE same
for her."
"Indeed, nv dear father, I desire
nothing better than to remain with you
and Edith"
And he turned fond glance on the
beautiful girl
''That IS very dutiful and very pretty
my son, but what would your mother
and Edith DO if You were ius Besides,
l wish you to run down to the Grahams
and ask for that unfortunate girl. We
have not heard for some days. The run
Will really do you good"
If you really desire it, viii go, my
dear father. sand Gerald, rising.
II do wish it +: and, Gerald, wrap your
self up well. Here. in my dressing-room
Is my old military cloak-it is much
warmer than anything you have, my
BOY and take the undress cap you see
there-it viii protec. your ears.
Gerald was soon equipped in the gar.
me0ts the Viscount pOmted Gilt, and
approached Edith to wish her good
bye.
7"One kiss, darling. he said, ''if you
can find q spot papa's cap does not
cover"
Edith rose, and prompted by an ire
ds6ble impulse, pressed her bps again
and again to his.
A flush Of delight colored his cheek -
he pressed her to his bosom 4
She had scarcely ever kissed him,
never without thousand entreaties, and
ehen it xas. only the Ehost Of 4 kiss