Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-12-19
THE 0CFoR0Ou
4 n7cIT oF SxArERY DAYS.

ever were so weak fool as to wish it, the law of New Orleans would not per init mo to make her my wife. l iove q daughter of the accursed raco--a slave an OcLoroon.
 .sWhat motive. then. could you have in bringing mo hither?" said Camilla.
 "What motive!" exclaimed the planter: "a motive far stronger than loye--that motive is revenge. You have insulted me. Donna Camilla. anl you have to learn that none ever yet dared to insult Augustus Horton with impunity. I threaten no terrible punishment" he added, looking at his watch it is now two o'clock; when the morning sun rises upon New Orleans, and the streets begin to fill with traffic. I will conduct you to the Villa Moraquitos. You will suffer from this nights business in no other way save one. and that is your reputa- tion, which you can only repair by ac- cepting your humble servant as hus- band.
 Coward, dastard, do you think will ever consent to this 3' .'I think on reflection you will see the prudence of doing so. For few moments Camilla remained silent, then turning upon the planter | with sudden energy that threw him com pletely off his guard, she exclaimed Augustus Horton, you talk to me of prudence. Shall tell you what you will do if you are wise.
 "Yes, Donna Camilla I am all att | tention."
 You will kill me here upon this spot. You will conceal my corpse in one ot the | secret recesses with which this den of in- fanny no doubt abounds. If you have one spark of prudence you will do this. l for swear to you by the stars of heaven that if ever I leave this place alive you E hall pay dearly for your conduct Of to- night"
 l You threaten me, Donna Camillia- l he,a!s
 l ..Ay, here, though this house were | tenanted with murderers. Do you think my father, Don Juan Noraquitos, will spare the destroyers of his daughters unsullied name|
 l Don Juan will believe that which the l rest of New Orleans will believe. You 1 will tell your story, but your father. l fondly as he may love you, will smile at it's iucredulity. Your midnight abduction, your being brought hither to a strange house-whose very locality you will be unable to name-your inability to call upon one witness to support your story all wilt confirm the scandal; and your ather, who, yesterday morning, refused to coerce your wishes, will tD=melrow compel you to become my wife.
 "Sooner than my father should think mo the base and degraded wretch you would make me appear, will die by my | own hand, even though the disgrace of this haunt of crime were to cling 10 me in death; but l will not die without struggle. Whoever the tenants of this house may be, there may pe one amongst them who yet retains one spark oi pity there may be one who would not hear @ | womans voice uplif' cd in dist. ess with out one attempt 10 succor.' l As she s& oke she perceived gather | ing look of alarm in the face of Augustus l Horton. That luok determined her.
 .'Come the wo!s,, she cried, II will make the appeal!
 Beware he cried. ''Tne people here are not scrupulous.
 II care not" she answered. Il can tut die p
 But you shall die In silenccf' ex- claimed the planter, sprinsing toward her, anI olutchipg the hand which | graSped the dagger.
 He was too late. Her voice rang through the building ill a shriii and l piercing scream.
 In the deadly silence Of the night that sound seemed multiplied by q thousand | echoes.
 [ It. vibra.ed in the furthest corner Of .he ediiice.
 To the planters terrified ear it seemed as if the whole city of New Gr!eans must have been aroused by that one woman : cry.
 Desperate and infuriatcd he snatched the dagger from Camillia's grasp, and placing his hand upon her mouth, was about to bury the weapon In her breast when the door was broken open by a tremendous blow from without, and three men burst into the room. v These three men were Captain Prem 0 dergilis. of the schooner Amazon, the @ sailor who had carried Pau!s latter to . Camilla, and Paul Lisimon himself. s 'So," exclaimed the Captain, ''we're r. right, are we? This is where the noise 1T came from. What do you mean by it
 you laundering landlubber? How is i
 that q gentle man can't take fling at the
 dice without being disturhed by { 7. | womans squeal?'
 Before Augustus could answer, Pau Lisimon pushed aside the Captain anc
 ciasped Camilla ln his arms.
 My Camilla" he cried; my beloved how is this that find you here-here
 in gambling-house at this hour of thu E. nght?"
 'f Ask me no questions" muttered th' . Spanish girl, ''only take me from thi place. My brain is kewildered by wha
 1 have undergone.
 But this man-has he dared to insul
 you-to entrap you hither? asked Paul = pointing to Augustus Horton, who stoo
 at tay, while the Captain and the sailo n threatened him with their drawn cut U lasseS.
 "He has,"
 s'You hear this fainting girl,' ex It claimed Paul, still holding Camilli
 clasped in his left arm, while with hi
 right he felt for pistol in the pocket C 1 his waistcoat
 'Prendergills - Joe !-you are wit
 nesses of the place in which we hay = found the only daughter Of Don Jua
 Moraquitos! There is some foul plC
 here, and that man. Augustus Horton
 is the mover of il. Tomorrow, sir, yo
 shall account to me for this.
 The planter laughed mockingly. "At
 count to you, Mir. Paul Lisimon; to yo
 "a thief! an escaped felon! The cit
 zens of Louisiana do not cross sword
 with such as you. You would have don
 wiser 10 keep clear of New Orleans Above all it would havo becn better fo
 you had you refrained from crossing m
 path.
 He touched a bell in the wall behin him. and it rang through the house wit
 shrill peal.
 "Now, MT. Lisimon," he said, ''w