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aunt and Niece,
Or. -
The Mistress Of
Hazelwood.
by GERALD CARLTON.
CHAPTER XxxIIL.
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close. Those who commit great crimes
must expect to meet the full need of retrib.
utive justice.
SO was it with Jack Gfaham-he had
fallen victim to his inordinato love OF
money and whisky.
Had he been content to have led an hon
enable and useful life. he would, by reason
OF his great talents. have been an ornament
to society. As II was, he died miserable
wretched death.
His accompice. John Derwent alias
Buckley. who had been arrested for the
murder of Edward Rcardon, was tried
(, condemned, and suffered ON the scaffod
Even Sir Landy Lindsey had gone TO
that bourne whence there Is no returning.
though his death had been sudden and
| painless one.
ing. and many changes had taken place.
Dr. Brinsley was away in Australia, Ada
wentworth slept peacefully in her narrow
grave near her loved Hazelwood, having
survived but few months after VIII had
taken her home; and Hazelwood itself was
lonely and dcsolnte.
One morning Will received letter from
Miss Bentley, with n request that he should
! give her design for new chapel To be
erected TO the memory of her dead niece
lie went sadly TO work. finished the de-
sign and forwarded it.
Twelve months more passed by; and Will,
I remembering that he had buried certain
manuscript amidst the ruins OF Eimsford
Prlory, resolved TO journey TO Perthard.
III WAS glorious morning when no ar
rived, aud If Hazelwood and Hazolwood's
surroundings had worn their worst looks ON
the occasion of his first visit they had cor-
tainly dressed themselves right gayly on the
occasion of his last.
He passed through Perthard- never stop
N.nr mt all I...
| considerable gap in the high hodge on his
| right. through which he knew an uninter-
| rupted view of the Priory could be had.
Part OF II should have fallen or been al
tered. he said. Il wonder If 1t is exactly
as II was when / was here last"
Eager TO satisfy himself on this point. he
looked through tho opening, and started
back amazed.
Nota vestige of the ruins, nor an atom OF
the farmhouse which had been united 10
them, were to be seen.
The decayed o.d building known as the
"Prory" had entirely disappeared. and in
It's place was a small, well-proportioned
chapel.
VIII gazed at IL from the gap intentIy.
and tears came into his eyes as he noticed
that IN the most minute particular the little
chapel was identical with his design.
II am heartily glad / came. he said, as
he left the can and walked on. II am glad
that sonnet NJ that sprung from my mind
VIII watch over her dwelling place --and
poor Ada--poor Ada Did she build IL to
the dead girl, wonder? Yesl Yet can
not understand her fixing my work on n
| spot which she must NO often pass The
church must remind her of me sometimes
and reminding her of me. OF her troubles
aud miseties. Stay, Perhaps hatter my
self when Imagine she thinks of me; per-
haps sho has completely forgotten me, or is
perfectly indifferent to all that concerns
me. would rather have her bate than her
indifference, think
On he walked, with his thoughts upon the
chapel. There was 20 him exquisitely
mournfui poetry in the fact that IL had been
| designed by him, aud built on the epot in
Hazelwood from which her house aud no
other habitation was visble-upon the spot
| where bis love had been born and buried
He suddenly quickened his pace as dis
tressing thought occurred to him.
Was it not probable that during the erec-
ton OF the chapel his little manuscript had
been discoversd2
Pale and nervous. he aseendod the chalky
eminence upon which the Priory ruins had
been.
One glance az the now building was suf-
| ficient TO see that his manuscript had either
been disintened or was lost to him forever:
for II u still remained in the earth. the walls
| OF the chapel encOmpassed It
Unwilling 10 disturb the mournful poetry
Of his thoughts by noise, and to break the
extreme stiffness that even-and then. more
than ever. hung about the place. he walked
slowly and noiselessly around the church,
until be came to the door.
The door was open.
He took Oh his bat and stepped into the
sacred ediGce. bat while his hand yet rested
on the door. while his feet were about to
take a second step. IL seemed as though
some unseen power had deprived him OF
life aud turned him 10 stone
There was a lady IN the chapel, dressed
from head TO foot ia black. She sat on
/ high hassOck and was reading.
Hearing tho slight noise witch Will had
made on entering the lady without rising
| turned her head toward The door at the
same time folding the somewhat dirty bun
die II note paper whose words she had
been reading. and clasping "a tightly in her
left hand.
IL was Miss Bentley dear, loving Miss
Bentley whose face Will saw
For some moments she was almost as
stonelike as he then. holding her left
haud behind her. she left the hassock and
moved q few steps toward him
Mr. Tryfoii, she said, tmidlS. This
has 80 startled me. u Is 20 unexpected
How do You dor Won't you shake hands
With mef"
Her voice and outstrefched hand partly
iser hand, but though be tried he could say
Z uOihing.
She did not appear 70 notice his con-
Z fusion. however.
hope you th NIX We have done justice
/ 70 your sketch, sho added You must have
been surprised.
Yes
"Hazelwood was ia sore need of n
chapel she went on. ia SLOW, nervous
iolcs' -and ] was anxious 10 mark my
gtatitude to heaven for the divine mercy
thet was shown my poor Ada.
She paused for sn instant looked into
his face. and addej.
tuicss tny eyes are doceivinq me ! ana
afraid you are 10. Mr. Tsyfoil
Nc, he answereds hushiiy. 4 am sim.
ply distressed md embarrassed at the pres.
ent moment boctuso-f think I have Of
fendod you.
oh no. indeodi she feioinad. ~ hor
voice tremb'cd and hcfcyes sought The ioor
/ Of the chapel. though j can understand