The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1886-02-27

pOeJlc lerVOr OF which L have al
ready spoken. In her fiery imagi-
nation despair as well as hope had
its dreams in her day dreams, in
stead of brooding over her love for
Lord Wilton, she thought Of the i'm
mensity of sorrow and loss. She
could not be happy, and SO took de-
light in exaggerating the chances Of
misery as it was impossible to end
the romance in the happines ofmar-
riage, in her aching heart she COM
posed the mournful poem of abneg-
alton and sacrifice.
Lord Wilton, who listened and
looked on in silence, was entirely at
a loss to account for the sudden
change in the girl. Her apparent
anxiety to marry this rich old man
inspired in him disdain and disgust
and anger. He could not pardon
her preference for Sir Edward Ban
lister, newly created baronet, a
rough sailor, with about as much
grace, manners and cultivation as a
pirate.
After many useless remonstrances
Lord Wilton prepared his accounts
as guardian, added a handsome sum
to Caroline's fortune, and presented
her with an elegant trousseau and
wedding presents. Praying to God
for the happiness of the woman he
had lost, he buried his love in a
sunny spot in the place of honor in
his memory.
After the wedding the newly mar
ried coudle started for Edinburg,
where Sir Edward Banister's family
lived. Lord Wilton remained at
Brentford with Mrs. Fame, but never
had the least suspicion of her un-
fortunate influence in promoting
the marriage of Caroline.
Some months later, rumor spoke
loudly of a new resolution taken by
Lord Wilton; he in ended to leave
the army and study law. In fact,
the young officer threw aside his
uniform and adopted the black robe
remembering the labors and triumps
of his university days, he determin-
ed to achieve the difficult task in
which Lord Erkskine succeeded,
and one day the colonel became a
barrister. Truly it might have been
said that he had presentiment of
the opportunity his new career
would give him of saving the wom-
an he loved.
Lord Wilton became one of the
most celebrated orators at the Eng
lish bar; brilliant and pathetic at
the same time, his fiery eloquence
almost scorched his hearers as it
passed over them. He was magnifi-
cent but dangerous, for at times he
sacrificed logic to wit, truth to anger,
and conscience to passion.
One day, when reading in his
study, his servant handed him a
letter just arrived from Scotland.
The letter, written by Caroline Ban
lister, was the first he had received
from his ward in five years. JOY
fully, with trembling hand he broke
the seal, but soon tear fell from
his eye on the terrible missive,
which contained only these words :
"GEoRGE:-I need you to save
me from death, and still worse-in-
famyl Come"
"Quick, quickl My carriage,
horsesl Caroline's life and honor
are in danger'
At last he arrived in Edinburg,
and inquired
"Where is Lady Banister's
house?"
"This is it, my lord"
"But why is the house shut up {?
What do mourning liveries mean {?
Can l see Lady Banister ? Where
is she ?"
"In prison, my lord
"In prison ! And why?"
"God only knows !"
"But l will knowl Coachman,
to the prison" !"
Arrived at the prison, he an
nounced,-
81 am Lady Banister's counsel"
"Enter."
"Caroline," on seeing her, "you
are pale, worn, almost dying"
"Yes, am very unhappy" said
Caroline, kissing the hand of him
who had come to save her. "You
must know that the crime of which
l am accused is a terrible one. The
liveliest sympathy and the bitterest
hatred are excited on my account.
George, you see before you woman
who is accused of poisoning her
P'
"What Sir Edward Banister ?"
"Yes, he is dead and now | need
a defender. NV friend Caroline