New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1891-02-11


ct this evening, inhabited by two of Saul
Meghorn's old pals, Simeon Foulkes and
Mat YaWmans, who are relating stories of
their yillianies, when signal is heard and
0y an ingenious CONTINUANCE a section "
the rock swings aside revealing passage
from which steps Saul Meghorn.
CHAPTER vi.
4 Dame Rullocks stood at the door of
her cottage, gazing out to sea, when
her attention was attracted by an
object horrying swiftly up the craggy
pathway from below, as it drew nearer
she saw it was woman bareheaded,
her long black hair flying behind her
with the haste she made for the wind
had fallen at daybreak.
ssGracious mercy!" cried the old
woman-s'it can't be-yes, it is-it is
my Nelly, my dear girl!'' and with a
step forwards, she caught in her arms
the.unhappy creature, painting, white
as death. and as cold.
She uttered no sound, but grasped
the dame with hands that were bleed
ing from the cruel rocks, and hurried
her into the cottage.
Shaking all over, holding by the
table to steady her limbs, with clench-
ed hands and chattering teeth, she
stood before the Mortified dame
She opened her lips, but the power of
speech was evidently gone, as she put
into the old woman's hand a. scrap of
paper, then stood with fixed eyes CLAIR
ing at her as she read by the light of
the lamp
s'Nelly, you will never see me again
in this world! know all your deceit
and wickedness. I can bear no more.
( When you get this I shall be gone for
ever!'
The good soul dropped the paper,
as she clasped her hands, and the
tears started from her eyes.
'Tell me, dear Nelly-come, come
to me, dear!" and she turned to the
: wretched creature who stood as if
turned to stone beside her.
Strong commissions seized upon her;
and while one ran for the doctor, a
long half mile away, the rest helped
the dame, or, for the most part, stood
terrified in dumb amaze1nent. "What
MS it," "What ails her?' "Where be
Franklen?" "Whos been to their
placer" "How came she here?"
These were but a few of the ques-
tions put, and which none could an
ssWer.
The dame had thoughtfully put
,away the scrap Of writing; but, alas!
Nelly's remorseful rawlings soon made
,concealment impossible.
d II have been Wicked!'-"1 killed
him'-"Oh! come back, Aaron-hus-
band dear, come back, and I'll never,
never say such things again! Come
back! come back-I'll tell you every
thing, everything, if you'll for
give your poor Nelly!"
i Such was the substance of her ex-
~clamation, varied by shrill cries and
fearful struggles, which they with diff
Guilty Overcame. = ... =
The doctor who had been called in,
and been told of the circumstances,
first assured himself that the note was
in Aaron's handwriting, and then aft
er examining the patient expressed
grave fears for her recovery.
One fearfnl conviction was borne in
upon the minds OF all: Franklen's
boat was gone-the nets and other
appurtenances remained in the little
stone hut he had built for their
shelter; but the boat and oars were
gone. .sr
81 s.He went off just in passion like,
maybe" said the elder of the two
young Rullocks-who kept up the
search longest las they slowly return
ed homewards.
.S GAY, and that awful night needed all
81 mans GOODNESS and thought, !" added
the younger. Neither, spoke of that
which was the inevitable conclusions:
they paused as they came to the door
of the cottage, and heard the plain
tive voice within, in that incessant
wall which since her violence had
sabated the bereaved creature had
never ceased.
The time was at hand when life
X would succumb to the new trial or the
faculties be restored by the new impe-
stus given. !.
ss On a bleak, ungenial orning in May,
Nelly Franklen became a mother
still unconcious OF her loss, unawaken-
led from that mysterious sWoon into
which reason had fallen; though the
few words she had uttered gave more
token Of coherency z5
1A girl. 4
The same tender hands waited on
her as had done in her first agony OF
.griie the good doctor and the dame,
with q gossip or two, without whom
such events are not duly honored.