Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1885-10-12

rlOuS, and the idea flashed across her |
mind that the two rivals for her hand
were about to fight duel on her ac-
count, so she resolved to take the
earliest opportunity of speaking to
the captain about it.
She did speak to the captain, who
spoke certain words to her in return.
Very early the next morning, be-
fore even the sun had peered around
the corner of Victoria Peak, the cap
tain's gig put off from Stella. In it
were the captain himself, the doctor,
Goodhew, Mac, and we outsiders.
We were soon alongside the Bund,
and in a few minutes were being
whisked away in the direction of the
Happy Valley as fast as chairmen
could take us. We went swiftly by
the cemetery gate and the Grand
Stand to the extreme of the Valley,
where there/was no chance of inter-
ruption.
After each of the cambatants had
been armed with one of the captains
pistols, the doctor measured the fif-
teen PAGES. The coin was spun into
the air. Mac won the toss and took
up his position as did Goodhew.
"Captain, said Goodhew, cliff
/ fall, you'll find a memorandum as
to the disposition of my property in
a tin box in my cabin. Here's the
| key"
cat the word Three,'' said the
captain, "Mr. MacWhirter will fire. !"
Mac raised his pistol, half closed
his left eye and took aim.
Zone Two! Three -
He fired. Goodhew, with a cry,
pressed his hands to his head, and
then fell like stone, with one deep
groan. The red stain on the right
temple told Mac the fatal truth. The
Irishman's vaunts and threats had
been justified.
"You've done it, Macn whisper
ed the captain in a voice of agony.
"Come away as fast as you can. The
doctor will attend to the poor fellow.
if life still remains
And so Mac and the captain has
tened away, leaving Goodhew on the
ground, with us gathered around him.
As we were to shift over to the
smaller steamer which was to convey
us to Yokohama the next day and
were to bid farewell to Mrs. Fuller
and the captain and the old Stella,
the banquet that evening was of an
unusually lavish description; the
champagne went merrily round with
jest and gibe, as if there had never
been such being as poor Goodhew
in existence. Even Mac aroused
himself after few glasses, although
at first be was rather solemn, and re-
marked, ''Ye're a rum lot, all of ye.
If old been killed instead of Mr..
Goodhew. you'd have enjoyed your
dinner and drink all the same. Oi'm
sorry for him; but it'll be a lesson
to Sassenachs not to insult Oirish-
men,"
Then Mrs. Fuller's health was
drank, and the captains, and every
one else's, and not until small hour
in the morning did we break up.
81 say, Mac said the doctor,
"aren't you afraid of seeing poor
Goodhew to-night?''
"Whisht, doctor; ye've taken
more than's good for YEP was
the contemptuous reply.
As the ships bell tolled two O'Clock,
we prepared to turn into bed, when
the saloon door opened quietly, ant
a tall figure, CHASTITY and white. with
, crimson patch on his face, glided q
few inches in. Mac was seated next
; to the door, and saw it. His cigar
fell from his fingers, beads of pers-
piration burst upon his forehead, anC
he trembled violently.
"What on earth is the matter
Mac? we asked.
why don't ye see? There, a
the door him Mister Goodhew 2
, stammered Mac.
"Nonsense, man; you're dream
ing. There's nobody there at all =
, we said.
, "Strikes me you We had drop to-
much, Mac" said the doctor quietly
, The figure still stood there with it
eyes fixed on Mac, who, after re
naming for few moments petrifet
with horror, rushed with shrek int
his cabin.
Such night as the poor fellow
, passed will never be known to an,
one but himself, although it was man
ifest that he was undergoing ex
treme agony by the groans ant
smothered cries which we heard fo
a long time after he had turned in
!, He was not visible at breakfast tn
next morning; nothing was seen o
), him during the process of transfer
Z ring passengers, mails, and baggag
i from Stella to the Yokohama steam
er; and we began to fear that tn
NOR follow ha6 roo1lu hoon a offooto