The Springdale news., 1889-02-15

ployed as well as save him the expense of .fed nurse. The two women soon be- came fast friends. Days are as months in q prIson-h0Use, and in week they knew more of each other than would have been the ease in year outside Dr Bleadem,s ,s domain. Lucy told her story to Rachel. giving no names. Whiie Rachel reeannfed her history to Lucy, giving every partiea- Lar as ta names and places. Then 1t was. for the first time that Lucy knew Tor eer- tam of the rasealitY and Wofthlessuess of the man who had promised to love and to cherish her as his lawful welded wife Prem that tlme she gradually sank away Bieadem' who Wa5 moFe than usually scared, sent for PerciYal. Who, not knowing Jest what was the matter came up at unea though not quickly enough. Lucy was dead, and, a5 Pereiyal stood there loolsinc at hls wife. Rachel cane il. He knew hot that Rachel had attended Lucy until her death. and little guessed that she knew he was Lucy husband But she did. The day she died Lucy had said Rachel. he Was my husband, and for answer Rachel had kissed bef t8ndefiy.
 Sir James Pereival. are yoa satistiedei sad Raehcl, as she stole into the room where death reigned
 He was startled, but was equal to the emergency. He supposed she spoke of herself and answered: "0a. 1 just stepped ID here from curiosity To see how dead mad woman looks
 deartless wreteh,.' murmured Raehol
 lie left the room aud called for Rachel 10 fellow him. She did SO. T kua.+ what xeH would say,s sad she. but I would rather die here, murdered like your poor wife Sohdet, than marry such q Wretch on any terms.
 How aboat yonr hrather" askea Per eiYal. nothing daunted In less than month he will probably hang, unless some thlag Is done on hls behalf tie hci. for at that moment George Foster Was at lib- erty aud searching for Percival lu LondauJ Will you say the word that Will free your- self and your brutherz@
 have answered You once, trouble me no more. doubt not your eapahhtv for all kads of wiekedness. but l vii live and die lere, Us I have already sand, sooner than leave it on any terms 10 be dictated by you.
 Wcll, we will see, he answered, and left the rcom
 Some weeks later our friend Teddy Haa son passed through Enfield oa his biennial trip and, nothing dauntcd by Dr Bieadcm's notce to "BeWare of the Dog. marched boldly with AIs wares te the back aear ef the private faHatie asylum There through the ron bars winch guarded the kitchen window he saw the familiar face Of Rachel Foster. He could scarce believe his eyes. for he knew all about her mysterious disap- lie knocked al the door. but was radelT repulsed by Dr Bleadcms female domestic. He pat his foot ID the wav so hat tue door would not close tight Held n, he shouted, what kind of U place is .tis abyWtEs and Iustiiy pushing tde door te stepped into tAe kitchen. Why. Miss Rachel, what inc meaning of all thjs.a But poor Rachel, oyerjeyed 10 seeafriend- y face, even though that face was only the '.d ped3ters $. gave way to her ti2hiy-struug ceilings and tainted Teddys noise brought Dr Bleadem on the scene and l Teddy shouted all jAe louder: ',I say. nis- CT. who are you and what kind of place is l his fer you 10 be hiding young lasgte5 from heir frieuds@
 My man, sand the deetor,a tbis is Dr 3leadem's private 1unatc asylum. and | i mo pr. Bleadem. You will please step out .s quickly as Soa can or my man will have | Q put you out"
 An replied Teddy, "I have heard of | uch as you I'll step out with Miss Rachel |
  lad better see about getting post-ehaise ! irst thing, aud if I have any nonsense III I ctch this lady's brother to give you the i pest thrashiug you ever got. Ouiy for my ost arm Id do t myself Wake up there. | lr Bleadem. Yau send fat tim carriage [ while attend to the young ladp'
 The doctor somehow thought il best to do [ Is Hudson desired and soon q carriage was brought round. and Rachel, recovering. lroye of with old Teddy, who, in high rfcc, her some three hours later aie and sound 10 the Wilson's tt Mill Hll.
 
 Next morning the London papers pub shed piece of news, headed .-A mysteri- us disappearance, and this time il was o other than The proprietor Of The priva;e lnatie asylum br. Bleddem thought dis. retion the better part of yalora and that
 He who fights and suns away
 May hve 10 fight another day"
 We must now revert for time to George oster, still in search of his sister.
 Fro BE eoSTINUEp.