Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-10-09
Dorcas Caledon, THE HETRESS OF CGLEDON HEIGHTS
AN AurozroGRAPHx-

manner, however, and Irma followed her mothers example. IaocCpted it, fUr could not do otherwise with those inqairing eyes upon me; but my anger was reused and my cheeks burned hotly while my heart beat fast and hard with a passion of rage and grief
 Silently we visMed the room where Miss Armund was lying, slumbering so quietly. Mrs. Clayton expressed sincere grief at her friends death, but saw that it was only assumed for there was an undercurrent Of joy running through the whole of her af- fected grief, and saw she gave the orders for the necessary arrangements attending the interrment of her friend with evident satisfaction.
 Mrs. Clayton had changed somewhat in the past ten years. She was still handsome, but there were dark lines about the proud mouth, and heavy rings, that told of sleep less nights, under the large liquid eyes Irma, too, looked worn and haggard; but no wonder, I thought, when her twin broth CT is imprisoned on the awful charge of mur- der.
 The funeral of Miss Armund was over; the still, withered form had been consigned to mother -eartk, and we were all again as sembled in the dull, fire-lighted parlor at Mrs. Leiberg's. A strange hush fell over the room at first, as if all were waiting to hear something of importance; but pres ently Mrs. Clayton arose and spoke some> what hurriedly and sharply:
 MT Dudley" she said, "you informed me that my presence and my daughters (in- 1icating Irma, with a nod toward herr, was necessary here to attend to some legal mat ter pertaining to the will of Miss Armund. What they are l am sure l can not imagine, or how they can interest us; I am willing to hear them, however, but please be as explicit as possible, as have important business to attend to yet to-day"
 She sat down, and MT. Rathbun, Q little, white-haired old gentleman, arose. He an nounced himself as Miss Armunds legal adviser, and also that he held in his posses sion her will and other documents of some value he presumed.
 Mrs. Clayton smiled. It was a smile of triumph and disdain What did the will of the old, unloved woman amount to, anyway it said.
 ''I have no wish to cause you unnccessa- ry delay, Mrs. Clayton" said the old gem tleman, politely; "l will therefore proceed at once to business"
 He then began to rcad the will of Agnes Armund, which h"Q.u> ed to an asylum for indigent w:GS!S he entire fortune, which consisted of ten thousand dollars, which amount would bo found deposited in the B-- bank, and it al; appointed Mir. Rathbun and Oliver DTd " as executors.
 The lawyer Iaii do!gn the will when he had finished reading it. Mrs. Clayton made a movement to rise aud leave, but he de- tained her with mot: >n of his hand.
 Be patient, please, he ssid; this other paper have here is probably the one in waich you are concerncd" "
 He held up e scaled pl iet.
 'grhis," he continGed, '' vas given mo by Miss Armund about q year a3oi of its con tents know nothing but she reques ted me to read it at the same time 1 should her will; l will now do so."
 He tore open the packet, disclosing several sheets of note paper closely written.
 Mrs. Clayton turned pale, l saw her gasp suddenly, as if chokel; but the next instant she regained her scifcomposure.
 The lawyer began to read slowly every word being distinctly heard in the dead stiffness thet reigned, even the clock ticlsed less loudly than before it seemed.
 "Years ago." the letter or statement ran, there lived in A D family known as the Caledons; they were proud race, rich as