Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-10-10
Dorcas Caledon, THE HETRESS OF CALEDON HEIGHTS
AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.

.arc; but she, evidently tired of her tiulls unhappy life, had fled just at the moment when her presence was most desired, and search as they might no clew could be oo- tained of her"
 ''Here the lawyer paused, and Mir Dudley handed him folded paper. He opened It and again read on:
 "One, two years passed, and Agnes Armund and Oliver Dudley were beginning to despair of over finding the girl, concluding she must have died unheard of, when, what was Agnes surprise and delight, ono day, while driving in the park, to suddenly meet the long looked-for one, and not poor, wretched or haggard, as her feverish fancy had painted her, but blooming, beautiful and happy, and richly dressed and in company with ladies of unmistakable wealth and high standing.
 Little more is thero to tell; you are all familiar with the burning of the opera house. Agnes Armund and Oliver Dudley were present and had just discovered the person they sought when the alarm of fire was given. By n mere accident they sue ceeded in saving her life and their own.
 This is the end. Agnes Armund, on my dying bed, have freely confessed the crime committed seventeen years ago, and for which have suffered a living death ever since. But what reparation is in my power make. The rightful heiress of Caledon is, or should be, present in the person or Dorcas Lynn, adopted daughter of Mrs. Kent. Her rightful namo is Dorcas Caledon, and sho is the only living descendant of Phillip Calcdon.
 Having made this reparation I rest con tent, trusting an all-mcrciful Providence will not judge me too harshly, for the crime committed in a moment of frenzy, and con ccaled afterward by fear, revenge and av- ariCious influence"
 The lawyer paused, laid down the paper and sat down. A dcathly stiffness remained for several moments over all. Surprise, wonder, horror held every one speechless, for time. But the silence was broken by Mrs. Clayton, a strange wild cry came from her lips; sac rose, tottercd a moment and then fell forward on her fnce. All rushed to her assistance. Irna lifted her mothers head her own face white as the dead, her lips drawn, but outwar(lly she was calm. Rcstoratvcs were applied, but it was long before Mrs. Clayton regained conscious ness, and then she was not herself, but ravcd wildly of false statements, of plots to rob her children of their inheritance, of | Phillip Calcdon, Agnes Armund and others, | mixing up names and people in strange con | fusion. Mrs. Iciberg insisted on her being | put to bed and n physician sent for, which | was at last done, though lrma at first de- clared her mother must leave with her, as l it was very important they should be at R
 that night; but seeing how violent her
 mother was becoming she finally consented,
 but prepared herself for leaving after so- liciting Mrs. Lieberg's attentions to her mother.
 She would not allow the carriage to be | brought, but started on foot for the railway | station, though it was showing and the wind blew fiercely. Mir. Leiberg, afraid to
 trust her alone, accompanied her in spite of
 her protestations, and saw her safely on
 board the train and then returned to con gratulate me, to wonder and talk and won. der again over the strange events and | startling revelations of the last few days.