Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1890-01-05

sess sfsef storm, but The iron had
of 3 pitiioD destiny made Itself felt. /
learned BY accident that Arthur Wexford
etill lived, and soon after met him face 70
face while wandering among the tropical
plants IN the crystal palace. II was Q
strange meeting--to me . direful one. /
learned how be had been taken up appa-
sailed for America. On his return he had
searched In vain for mo, and now claimed
me as his wife. Such / considered myself,
but so changed had my life been OF late
that shrank from the memory Of the old
life and longed to be left at peace. but to
my entrsaties he would not listen. and
then il was that determined that You at
leax should not be forced into poverty and
exile. / agreed 70 accompany him to
went first to Switzerland, whence caused
an account of my death to be sent to Eng
land. Afterwards / joined your father.
and we Immediately sailed, but after few
DAYS of extreme illness he died, and was
buried ut sea. and arrived at New York
bewi)dered and i'll. What suffered there
have neither strength nor courage TO tell
money enough left to bring me back to
Liverpool.
Waking or sleeping my soul craved a re-
turn to my native land. to my child" con.
tinued the dying woman. ronsing herself
with an effort from the stupor into which
she had fallen when Beatrice lifted her head
and urged her TO swallow some stimulating
drink she held to her lips. Without pausing
to think what was to become OF me when
once that frantic wish was accomplished,
took passage in ANAL steamer and landed
in England almost destitute and half wild.
Would had died then. ere the next thir--
teen years were added to my burdened
spirit. Often have been near you, wildly
longing to clasp your beautiful head TO my
bosom. Sometimes was insane enough to
think of claiming you in spite OF every
thing. Thirteen years have dragged their
glow length along. and now the end has
come and / am drifting out upon dark,
dark sea where there is DO light. no hope.
Accident put Philip Fairfax in possession
of my history and gave him power
over me which he has used rernorse-
lessly. There is one way. and one only, IN
which can save you from poverty ana
perhaps death like my Own. That way 10
TO see you the wife Of Fairfax; then your
inheritance will be secured TO you q. q the
secret of your name buried forever; other
wise his unsparing baud will be uplifted to
DESTROY You. That he iores you will not
cave you: there is no enemy so pitiless as
a disappointed lover" And the haggard
eyes were lifted In wild fear to the bard,
cold face of the man who from the moment
he entered the garfet-room had stood I'M
movable rs q statue, leaning bis elbow on
the old shelf that served as mantel, look
ing down upon the dying mother and her
half-stunned daughter. the last scarcely
less statue-like than himself. gray frozen
look stamped upon her clear-cut features,
and bringing out in this supreme hour
likeness to the face on the comsortless pill
low before her that nothing else could
have produced and that proclaimed IN a
silent fashion the truth of the woman's
words. These words had been spoken
fitfully, brokenly. with many O pause
between, during which the family
throbbing heart threatened to cease It's
struggles forever. Half unconscious, like
one In dream. Beatrice had more than
once lifted the poor head and supported 1T
upon her white, cleaning. arm till the
faintness was gone. The first time, she
telt the touch Of that cold form shiver
ran over her and stihed, sobbing moan
broke from her lips.