Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-10-07


examination, heart disease was pro
nounced the immediate cause of death,
At the command of Lord Burrowes,
the articles found upon the person OF
the deceased vagabond were produced.
They consisted of the pocket already
mentioned, and silk handkerchief
stained with blood. In the formt I
were discovered number of cards and
documents which were quickly recog-
nized as the property of the lata Mr..
Greene. In one corner of the latter
was embroidered the monogram III.
w. G..
In due form the case was dismissed.
The man who had been unjustly sus-
pected and wrongly accused stepped
down from his incongruouS position,
while the occupants of the courtroom
pressed round him en- masse, shaking
his hands and Offering their congratula-
tions. Foremost among them was MI.
Bassett, striving to atone for the sus-
spoken and sincere regard.
There was only one who knew naught
of what was passing; one voice which
was silent amid all rejoicings. Mildred
lay insensible In Lady Ashton's arms.
Beneath the roof of the Beeches glad
and thankful hearts are beating.
Upon the termination of the proceed
ings in court, Lord Barrowes accepted
the cordial Invitation of Mr.. Parkhurst,
and consented to transfer his belongings
from the LynnwOod Arms to more COM
Portable quarters within the elegant
and hospitable mansion, having allowed
himself to be persuaded to prolOng his
visit from another "a hours.
Mildred's swoon was not of long dura-
ton. but wearied with excitement and
anxiety she retired to her room immed-
lately upon reaching home.
IL is nine O'Clock, and the impromptu
dinner-party is over. Several of the
neighbors, among whom of course are
the Ashtons, have been invited to meet
Lord Barrowes on this happy occasion.
The gentlemen having Joined the
ladies in the drawing room, the sound
of ripping laughter and the murmur of
pleasant conversation ara once more
echoing through the spacious apartment
and being waited out upon the fra
GRANGE of the summer night.
The distinguished guest and host are
standing near an open window, talking
not only of recent events, but of days
long past, when, becoming aware of
sudden silence, followed by suppressed
murmur of astonishment, they look up.
Advancing gracefully towards them
is Mildred. But how changed since the
moIningi A few hours repose have
restored the Teses TO her cheeks. Her
eyes are radiant with gladness, her lips
are parted with sweet, shy smile.
She had planned this little surprise
for her father, who has not expected
that she would feel sufficiently recover
ed 10 appear.
Clothed in an evening dress of soft
white cashmere, with pearls
wound round her fair neck autsr afii,s
amt wtIfue carnations in her hair AMI
on her breast, she passes by her guests,
acknowledging their presence with
simple courtesy, and goes straight to
Lord BarroweS.
Placing both her little hands in his
'hO SiahOD, ut ihNV 'iio idCc Win uutniu
eyes.
"Oh," she asks softly, show can
ever thank youl'
He gazes fondly on the lovely up
turned features, as he answers.
'What have done, my dear child,
to merit such kind words?"
"You have saved my father"
But have you not beard2 Did they
not tell you"
Yes Lady Ashton told me all that
she interrupts, "but Lionel
ascertained what the verdict would
have been, and our deepest gratitude
will always be due to you, my lord. Ap-
peaIances were against my dear father
and your noble words Influenced every
one in his favor"
The little hands are still clasped in
his. lie looks at her in speechless ad-
miration. Her voice touches cord
that has for years been silent. Moved
by an irresistible impulse, he bends
over her.
Mildred" he says, in tones tremb-
ling with emotion, ''your father tells
me that your mothers portrait hangs
In his study; he has given me peTmis-
sion to see it. viii you lie my gulde?"
Wondering, vaguely agitated by his
manner, she assents, and laying her
hand lightly on his arm, leads him
from the room.
His heart is beating almost to suffo-
cation. Upon this moment he has stalk
ID the one hope of happiness that life
;an never hold for him. He knows
hat he's precipitate, rash; but he VIII
not hesitate.
AS they pass down the long corridor,
The glances up at him with sweet shy
glance. She does not speak. however;
lot for worlds would she intrude upon
his silence, her youthful Imagination
las surrounded him with a halo of no
)ility and heroism; all the latent TO-
nance and ardor of her nature are
merged into the tender reverence with
which she regards HIM. Entering the
tudy, they stand before the portrait of
Mildred s mother, where it CLEANS fair
md bright amid the dark plush hang
ngs.
Lord Barrowes silently gazes upon it,
md the girl beside him feels his arm
remble.
Presently he turns to her, taking /
10Th her hands in his. as before.
Mildred. he says, in low, impas- !
ioned tone, 'hear Inc. | loved your |
mother as few women are ever loved. |
he did not return my affection, but no |
ther being has effaced her memory
rom my heart. When | saw your face
he buried love rose again-the inter-
ening years were forgotten. Myyouth /
eturned; with its hopes and aspirations
he sweetness of an uncOnquerable |
iolatry resumed its scarce-interrupted |
way, and my earthly path was again
Illuminated with the radiance that is
ut foretaste of heaven.
The slender form before him is quiy-
ring like the aspen. He draws her
loser to him, and raises the beautiful
gitated face to his own.
"My darling" he continued, sit is
arly, know to tell you this, but l love
ou. L hold you enshrined to my heart
S no other woman has ever been save
ne. Mildred; for her dear sake my
fe has been desolate. Oh, tell me,
hid, will you consent to f1ll that va