Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-01-03

"And you shall see us in England before long, my dear Miss Leslie, said Mortimer, ''if my cousin will allow her most penitent swain to conduct her on c bridal tour through Europe. MT. Leslie. daughter to England" ''O
 'I shall," replied Gerald; "thanks to the providential return of my dear friend and partner here. shall be rich enough to establish myself on British ground. leaving to him the cares of tho plantation"
 (Which will be heavy enough to keep him out of gambling houses," said Philip Treverton, with smile.
 Augustus Horton felt that his defeat and humiliation were complete.
 He had 10 alternative but to put tho bost possible face upon the matter, and he was wise enough to accept this alter native with tolerable grace.
 ''Mr. MarRrave," he said, "let all Ill will be forgotten between us. Miss Les lie will tell you that all is fair in love as in war: We have played a desperate game for the sake of wonder lady's but submit to my defeat, and congrctu- late you upon your superior fortune. There is my hand"
 Gilbert and Augustus shook hands. Both men felt the hollowness of the ceremony.
 
 tho driver, was in waiting to convey the happy trio to Lake Pontchartrain; and in three days they were to leave Louis- lana in an English steamer.
 Philip Treverton asked permission to accompany his old partner to the pavil- ion. Mortimer Percy remained with his cousin Adelaide.
 Two days after this happy evening. Mortimer led his fair bride to tho altar.
 The ceremonial took place thus hur- :edly in order that Cora-tho Octoroon, tho once despised slave-might oflciate as bridesmaid at her old schoolfellow's wedding.
 The bride was given away by her brother Augustus, and Gilbert Margrave acted as "bcst man" to tho bride- groom.
 On tho day following. Gilbert, Cora, and Leslie were to bid adieu to New Or leans.
 Tho marriage ceremony was performeri with great splendor, and Q sumptuous banquet vas given by Augustus Horton 10 the most distinguished inhabitants of New Orleans.
 It had been intended that Cora Leslie should appear at this banquet; and | there was consider able curiosity felt | upon the subject by the guests who knew | he loading particulars of her story. and | who were anxious to see the heroine of such romantic adventures.
 They wcre disappointed, however, for, just as tho bride was taking her place at | the table, the Quadroon slave, Myra, slipped ote into her hand. l It was from Cora, and ran thus: | DEAREST ADELA1pE.-Forgive me if have disc. ncyed you ia withdrawing from your brilliant l semby. All your visitors are not generous l tourself: and there may be many amongst your guests whose prcjuoices would be outraged by tho l presence of & daughter of the despisel 1 | have sacred duty to perform before leaving | Louis and go with Gilbert to fulfill it dur | ng the hours of our fcstivity. Ever and ever your atfectionate
 The reader may, perhaps, guess tho luty which called Cora Leslie from that !esiive party.
 | Deep in the bosom of that wood at | Iberviilc, ill which Gilbert Margrave and l Augustus Horton had met some months l before, Cora kneit wit! her lover b-slde l tic wooden cross, which alone marked l lie spot where the nlartyrtd Franci!ia l lay.
 But the star of hope shone above tho l tomb and prophetic whisper in the | hearts of both, told of u day when the l terrible institution which enables man | to laiiic ill the body aud soul of his fel- | tow men, should be only dark memory of the past.
 Early next day happy group stood 1 upon the deck of a large steamer, which was srecding awa- om New Orleans.
 Already the queen city of the Msss- | sippi was fading ill the horizon, the white I walls of villas, and the steeples of churches melting in the distance.
 Cora Leslie stood with her arm linked in that of her father, and with her be- trothrd husband by her side.
 A little way behind them, laden with | shawls, parasolS and books, and proud | to b" of service to his young mistress, stood Toby, the mulntto; no longer a slave, but happy attendant on those he loved.
 few weeks after this another vessel steamed out of the New Orleans harbor. bearing some who have been familiar to l us but thls steamer was bound for the l sunny shores of France. Paul Crivelli and his cousin Camilla decided on leaving New Orleans until tho Spanish girl had recovered from tho shock of her fathers death. They had consented therefore to accompany Ar mand Tremlay and Pauline, who, after considerable persuasion, had been in- duced to become tho wife of her old lover without further delay.
 Silas Craig left New Orleans in tho | dead of the night. None knew whit her he went, and few cared to discover. He had so contrived as to convey away the ! WuOlo Ol HIS WctLlG1, anu II Luc pOooco- sion of gold, each coin of which is branded with meanness and dishonor, can bring happiness, the usurer may be happy man. But let him not hug him. self in the security of his hiding place. the bloodhounds of the law are on his track. His departure revealed the secrets of his past life. Tho gambling house in Columbia street, and all the nefarious practices which had been permitted in that haunt of vice, were brought to the light of day. warrant was issued for tho lawyers apprehension, and his pur- suers do not yet despair of dragging him to justice.
 Heaven help him, should he ever be SO rash as to return to New Orleans! Onco in the hands of his infuriated fellow. citizens, Silas Craig would have to en dure the Lynch law.
 We have little moro to say, Those of whom we hnve written, live to receive the reward of their own actions.