Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-01-20

''Deal!" r,urmured Roger, with a move ment of despair.
 The two magistrates l1nelt by him. He was not dead.
 "He still lives, said M Lacroix "We may yet save him."
 ''Hc will die within five minutes" said Piv- olot.
 ''SpealS! speak," said M. De Lignerolles. Gin the name of God, before whom you must soon appear"
 Leaning over the form of Luversan, hardly breathing, Roger listened.
 "I killed Larouette, and Laroque is inno- cent. I did it for vengeance, but I am not tho only guilty one; l had an accomplice."
 And here tue feeble voice stopped, and Lu- versan was dead.
 "How dare I ask your forgiveness9" said M. Lacroix, with emotion.
 much to atone for, and, please God, will at least be tho means of restoring your good and honorable name"
 "All is forgiven" said Roger. "You thought you were doing your duty. All ask is the restoration of my good name, for my child's sake. Alas! you cannot restore my poor, broken-hearted wife," .-.
 While they were talking Tristot stepped to the window to wipe his eyes, and as he looked out they wandered mechanically to- wards that little balcony where the unhappy young mother saw the fearful sight disclosed in Larouette's house. He thought he saw something lying upon the balcony where the young mother and child had stood on that fatal night ten years before. The moon shone through a rift in the waving branches of the chestnut trees, and Tristot felt sure that he saw the white, upturned face of a woman, and ill that one brief moment he l thought it looked like that of the unhappy l woman whose death was so deplorable. l He did not believe in ghosts or the re- embodiment of spirits, or he would have been afraid; as it was he gave half articu- late cry and sprang through the open win dow and from there to the ground, some six 1 or seven feet, and in an instant was speeding across tho lawn that Roger had newly trim | med and restored to its former beauty, for it | grieved him to the heart to see the place which was sacred to him by Q thousand en- dearing memories so neglected and forgotten Tristot, in few leaps, had crossed the little space and with the agility of monkey he climbed up one of the columns which sup ported the balcony, and when there he found i the inanilnate body of the poor young wife who had been supposed dead so many years As soon as he satisfied himself that Henri cite was not dead he gave peculiar whistle, which caused Pivolot to suddenly turn to the window, as if it were sign which he well knew, and he answered it by jumping incon- tinently out upon the sward and rushing to Tristot, who said in whisper:
 "Bring the rest and lights quick and take care Laroque is kept away from this woman until give tho signal. If am not greatly mistaken it is the lost wife.n
 The three men who had remained by the side of the dead assassin heard Pivolot as he called, and he told them to bring lights and come with all possible speed to Villa Mon talais, where something remarkable had taken place. It was only then that they all remembered the awful wailing cry they had heard, and they looked at each other in hor. ] rified silence but M. Lacroix seized lamr and shading it with his hat run down tas