Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1890-06-19

issuing from q ghastly temple wound, IN
which q sharp pointed fragment of ma
sonry was still adhering.
1t was Boncourt, and it was evident that
he was dead.
Kneeling by the body was Adele, wildly
wringing her hands, and calling yainly
upon his name in agonizing accents.
Among those who had been summoned
into the garden were Noel and Gwendo-
line, and in the frightened group were the
boy Dip, and Dalhousie, the detective,
the latter phlegmatically composed amid
all the excitement, but with his sharp
eyes never missing o movement on the
part of either Croak or the banker, both
of whom were at the window, with
others, including Mr.. Hartwell and Miss
Wintord.
This is terrible; frightful eventl" at
length called out the London lawyer, who
was the first of the spectators to utter
anything. Can any one out there ex-
plain the accident2"
Il can, sir" replied Noel, in a shocked,
awe-stricken voice. THE miserable man
who has been oyertaken by this accident
appeared at my window, in the room di-
rectly above, but q moment ago, with the
avowed intention of taking my life and
the life of this young lady, who CHANGED
to be with me.
He had stealthily scaled the side of the
house by means of the vines, and clam
bered into the balcony, which has long
been deemed unsafe. His pistol was lev
eled at our hearts, but marvelouE inter-
position saved us. Just as the pistol was
discharged Intellectually, the entire bal
cony and its supports went down with q
crash, carrying him along with it. The
rest explains itself.
One of the servants now bent over the
fallen man, slightly raising the body. 1t
was this servant, the coachman, who next
spoke.
THE gentleman is quite Dead" said
he, rising. in addition to this awful
wound, the neck was broken by the fall.
Adele had also risen while Noel was
speaking. Her face was frightfully set
and white; her lamentations had ceased;
her eyes wandered over the lookers-on-
even over Noel and the Mortified Gwendo-
line a. his side-with weary, dazed ex-
preston.
1t was manifest that she was wholly,
miserably engrossed with the bereave-
ment she had sustained in Boncourt's
death, to the exclusion of every other
thought, feeling and recollection.
Suddenly the small voice of Dip called
out, boy like: "Oh, he must have been
a-climbin into the balcony away up yon-
der, Just as was gettin' in by the side
door, and yet never set eyes on him"
The chirping little voice seemed to
electrify Adele and startle her into sud-
den frenzy.
-wretchl Impish atomp she screamed,
springing upon and clutching the lad
like tigress. "But for your treachery
this could not have happenedl"
The boy cried out, and struggled SO
hard that portion of his upper clothing
was torn away from one of his shoulders,
leaving it bare; but she, nevertheless, re-
tanned her clutch with one hand, while
with the other she snatched a small dag
ger from her bosom, and fourished il
over him with blazing eyes.
-All your doing! all your doingl" she
cried, gnashing her teeth. "You shall
join him in the ruin and death you have
brought about.
"Forbear!" shouted the Mortified voice
of Jasper, who was also in the garden
and who sprang forward, clutching hel
| frenzied arm. ain the name of nature
forbear! Adele-Adele Rollingstone, il
is your own child whose life you threaten.
1T is the truth" solemnly exclaimed
another person, coming forward.
1t was the old woman, Mrs. Beane. Sh'
appeared to have only Just joined tn,
group, and her wild face was cruell,
bruised, as though by a recent blow, bu
she was, Notwithstanding, unwontedl.
calm and self possessed.
With the lad still in her grasp, but he
other hand nervousfy dropping its weapo,
| at her side, Adele was now standing up
right in the shaft of light from the offic,
window, looking at both her and Jaspe
with terribly startled expression.
1T is true, repeated Mrs. Beane, will
increased solemnity. Seel" And sh
pointed to peculiar mark on the lad
| shoulder, which had been stripped bare
"There is the birth-mark, which you can
not but recognize.
Il was the childs nurse in San Francis
cg. / stole him from you years and year
ago, inrevenge for your having turned m.
foolish husbands head with yonr reckles
witcheries. I cast him upon the world as
nameless waif. Of his history since
know nothing.
Jasper Marlowe, then bearing the nam
of Hob Bently, brought the lad here si
days ago; he sought me out to establish
the child's identity, in order to restor
him to you, Boncourt having been hi
friend. But the infamous plotting o
your brother and yourself, together wit
my unwillingness to assist in beneftin
you, has deferred the restoration Of tn
boy unto this hour. In view of you
present calamities, your abject over
throw, my lifelong wrath is appease6
Woman, take back your childl You dc
serve not the reparation that is made you
but it is made. Hide yourself in som
foreign land with him; and may yo
train his precocity into those paths Q
truth and goodness whi"h your wild STEP
have thus far shunned!"
Having pronounced these words
hurried but impressive tones, the strane
old woman stalked away, and was lost
the gloom.
But before she had finished, Adele we
upon her knees, weepingly pressing II
! astonished boy in her arms.
At signal from Jasper, the men Sc
. wants lifted the body OF Boncourt fro
the ground. They were carrying it towal
, the porch, when Adele, still holding b,
child close, hastily arose and arrested Il
movement.
Not in there in there!" 81
! hoarsely whispered; 4carry it to JasmiI
J Lodge, and will compensate you"
They obeyed her.
As she heard them opening the ire
> gate, she drew Dip closely to her sid
) holding his hand hard, and moved in Il
same direction.
But Noel intercepted her. He had,
a great measure, recovered from his 90