The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-03

save the lady, with whom had had two conversations only. if she was playing the part of guardian angel, whyf Furth- CT, if she had written the two notes-and they were in the same handwriting-she must be connected with the desperadoes she warned me against. Could that poor, suffering, almost dYing woman be one of the vilest pests of the human race? The mere idea seemed an insult to one So re- 6ned, so gentle, so compassionate. Un- discoverable, however, as the correspond ent might be, determined to follow the counsel had received, and to the letter. In thirty or more hours we should be in New York and under any circumstances ] must keep Theodore constantly under my eye until we were clear of these who had so many resaons to fear and to hate him as we'll as myself
 But the unhappy boy had no wish 10 leave the cabin, or indeed his berth. Re- morse devoured him with relentless tooth. He grew pale aud haggard. as if in a rap- i'd consumption. His grief was indeed terrible; and if had dared, would have told him all. Only the certainty that in few hours could give relief to the an- guish that he deemed hopeless, stayed me from saying: "SSrrow no more, dear boy the lost is found"
 At last we reached New York. shall say nothing of my anxiety regarding Theodore, who had to be carried from the ship to a cab, so prostrate and des- pairing was he. w;ll only relate the concluding incident of our most moment ous voyage, which cleared up the mystery of my unknown friend. It was a final note, hastily given to me as took my seat beside my brother on leaving the steamship wharf. It was written in French, and ran thus:
 The language in which l bid you adieu forever will eplighten you as to who 1 am. Through you have been able to do one good deed before going from this world, in which have done so many evil ones. thank heaven for the opportu- niiy. snow tha; only reach America to die. But l shall leave behind me one who, though now lost in sin and devoted to the injury of his fellow-crea,uies, will yet have to die also. LEstrange is that one-my husband. Now, pray you, as | have been good ,o you, not ;o take any steps against him; wish him to be with me in my last moments ; perhaps then I may by Gods mercy, induce him to return to honor and honesty. He once was good and kind, though now a desperately wicked man. But as still possess ssme l slight influence over him, he has prom ised me not to harm you. He knows that revealed his real position to you for the steward who gave you my first note told him afterward. L'Estrange ~ill not harm you; he has sworn it, upon what is sacred to him. Have, therefore, no fears, and proceed to your destin alton calmly and in peace. If you ever recall my memory, pray for my peace beyond the grave. Adieu."
 It was many months before Theodore recoved from the illness which followed his escapade on the Atlantic. Though matters had taken so providential turn, and though lavished upon him all my tenderness, he could not forgive himself. The bright, self-con6dent, self assertive boy that left England was gone, and a grave, silent, gentle man had taken his place. But he is slowly gaining cheer fulness, as we prosper; and when my mother and sisters join us, hope he will again be gay. for their dear sakes.- CkGmbers' Journal.