Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-12-10
the fatal truth" said Gilbert Il trem-


 ble lest she should ever learn it."
 ''Then trembie for her today on board this steamer" replied Mortimer, ''these people know all and they are pitiless."
 II shall be here to protect her. at the worst; but tell mo, have you any idea of how i: was that this mulatto Toby ap- piled to me above all peOple?"
 ''The instincts of the despised race are strong. answered Mortimer; .'he knew, no doubt, that you felt no uncommon in- terest in his young mistress. Soc. Is not that Miss Leslie yonder, amongst the passengers, dressed in black?'
 ''lt is; she is coming this way with Toby"
 Il will leave you then, my dear Gill bert" said Mortimer, and pressing his friends hand, he strolled into tho saloon.
 Cora Leslie was pale as lily. Her black robes seemed to increase this al- most unear;hly pallor. but they could not take from her beauty. She advanced slowly, looking abous her with a glance of terror, while tho faithful mulatto fol- lowed close at her side. Presently she perceived Gilbert Margrave, who silently awaited her coming.
 The crimson blush which suddenly dyed her cheek revealed how little she had expected his meeting. "Mr. Margraye;" ehe exclaimed. ..Pardon me, Miss Leslie, replied tho ! make myself, without your permission, your companion upon this ;oarney-but the hope hay might be able to render you some service has induced me oven to brave your displeasure." Cora looked earnestly at Toby; the faithful creatures eyeiids fell b-fore that searching gaze. .sAh, M:. Murgruve," she said, it was Toby wio told you of this jourEeyY'
 Forgive me, dear young mistress, I thought that I was doing right" Il am deeply affected Wi Il this proof of your kindness, MT. Margrave," said Cora; "but l regret that Tooy's indiscre- 1 tion should Euvo imposed upon you task which will, as believe, pe useloss." /" is task which acNcpt with pri,!e and joy"
 At this moment tho little group was approached by tho captain of the Selma, l whose sharp eyes had espied the dark skin Of Toby amongst his aristocratic passengers
 "Hollao, what are you doing here, your place is at the other end of the ves- sel2"
 The mulatto retired without a word, but not without push fro Fl the indig- nant captain.
 Poor Toby" murmured Cora 8. she IOiiOWeu WlIh Her eyes ttae 1ulthtul slave.
 You sec, Miss Leslie," said Gilbert,
 "the company of Tohy would Lave been no protection to Vou. "l should have gone with him, Mir.
 Margrave. Is not my place his1 And am not an Octoroon!" "1ou know all, than!" "Yes. Alas! 1 seq that It was only 1 | who was ignorant" "A chance word from MT. Percy re- 1 vealed the secret to mo, Miss Leslie, | upon that very Night when first saw you"
 'Oh, MT. Margrave, do not seek to deny my origin. See. 1 wear mourning | for my mother. and my journ'.y oi today | Is a pilgrimage to her grave | A couple of chairs near t:,lbci, M,r- l grave warn uncnrapied ons of these lla l offered to Cora. aid. taking the otlirr. 1 seated himself by her site. l A noisy l,ugh from a group on d~c!, Ut this moment arrested their sttcE;.on. This group was cumposed oi Si ,s | Craig, William Bowen. and two ,,r Lhrce l Augustus Horton, N ho ~as read ing paragraph aloud fioin a New Or 1 leans newspaper. Tuo toituwiny were tho words which greeted Cora's cars: "The conduct of Mir. Leslie in daring to foist the child of one of his slaves upon Cuo ulSheSI clEcle4S Ol SCCletS, mcTlIS It6 punishme ent with which he i.as met Tne l citizens of New Orleans have she :. Il their | indignation ct his otfense, by abandoning all communication with him. Gerald l Leslie walks the streets of his native city l a stranger and ruined man. "Oh, this is infamous, exclaimed Gil- 1 bert Margrave; that man knows that 1 you arc heie and be reads that paragraph on purpose to insult you. will not en- | dure it."
 He was about to rush forward toward l Augustus Horton, but Cora caught his arm in her slender hands and arres ted his | steps.
 'For pity's sake," she cried; flor my sake, MT. Margrave, not ono word! The l sting of the insult will be lost If un- noticed. Let him think those cruel words are unheard.' It was indeed as Gilbert Margrave SUD- | posed. Augustus knew of Cora's | presence in the boat-he had seen her with Gilbert by her side, and he was de- l termined to be revenged upon her for the 1 contempt with which she had treated | him.
 This was the planters love. The love of the proiligate who seeks to humi!iate his victim in order that he may subdue her.