The record-union., 1891-03-08

Vated. And / am satisfied that half the
troubles and crosses of life could be avert
ed by following our guardian angel in
stlnct, for, believe me, it controls our
HlInds ana actions to a universal extent.
For instance, how often do we meet in
our pathway through life with one who,
Tor some unknown reason, shuddering
sense OF dislike, fear, danger or repulsion
oyerwhelm us? All animals, dogs in
particular, possess this marvellous gift.
Why not we, superior animals? And, be-
Heve me, when your first instinct warns
you against one, beware! Perhaps,
sooner or later, you may change your
min6 in regard to the object of your aver
sion. All, and probably be willing to
acknowledge as joke or wrong your
hrst impression. Take my advice, don't.
Your first impression, in nine cases out
OF ten, IS the correct one. Mind, there
are exceptions in all cases, but not often
in this. The person for whom you con-
ceive this instructive dislike is quick to
read your feelings, and with a keen in
, sight, naturally makes strong endeavor
to disabuse your mind.
Human nature is grand and deep
/. study. Seltishness, forming the main
I spring; deceit, following close upon its
heels. We mankind are great and
noble race-great and noble in our own
estimation. Live and do right; yes, but
1t is so much easier, and frequently more
pleasant, to do wrong. We are placed in
this globe with vague warnings and
threats from our infancy. We are for
ever seeking-vainly, blindly searching
for the unattainable, pondering, as
generations before us have forever done.
We are put on this earth with our ma
lures, the good and the evil the evil pre-
dominating. What else could be expected
but that the vast majority should be
weighed in the balance of supreme JUS
tice and be found wanting? Who is to
biGme-we poor miserable sinners. or the
power which placed us thus? But / must
pause, ere l am accused of blasphemy.
SO be it. / will return to my former
theme, Instinct" Shun the person
whom your instinct warns you against;
it is seldom erroneous. and it was to this
grateful gift | owed my dislike to Miss
,rarrent, and will call TO your remem-
branee what remarked upon the morn
ing Sir Lionel received the yellow envel-
ope. The foreboding / experienced. and
the indescribable feeling had upon see
ing her, were undeniably true. My in
stinct came to my assistance, warning me
loud and strongly against her, whose
frightful beauty was leading Sir Lional
mad and sending Lady Dora TO the grave.
| was aroused from troubled slumber
NY qulCh S1lGOtlnS pam. nstu ngnCly
and brokenly dreamed of a toothache,
and awoke, alas! TO find it stern reality.
The night was far advanced, I knew, be-
cause upon retiring a bright blaze burned
warmly in the CRATES, and now the
embers were quite dead, cold and cheer
less.
L laid my aching face against the pillow.
hoping to thus stop the sharp, grinding
pain. [ turned and turned in misery.
until neither temper nor endurance could
stand it longer. And remembering hear
ing Mrs. Dunlap speak of a positive cure
which she possessed, ! jumped from the
bed and hastily thrusting my stocking
less feet intoa pair OF worsted slippers,
and quickly slipping into dressing
gown, wrapped warm woolen scarf-the
gift of Lady Dora-tightly around my
head and face, took chamber
candle and quickly descended the
stairs, neryously. dreading to pass
this time must be in total darkness.
Thence, by passing through two or three
smaller rooms, l could reach the house
keepers apartments. But upon my ar
rival at the library door, I was the least bit
startled to see a faint glimmer through
the heavy oaken door, standing partly
agar. Sir L1onaPs study was directly off
the library, and instantly concluded he
had remained up to read, or, perhaps, to
do little writing. AT any other time l
would have returned; but my tooth kept
me in constant torture, so, drawing long
breath, which almost lifted the roof of my
mouth, / boldly entered, fully EXPECTING
to find the study door open. But, no: the
door was closed, and the light was re-
tiected from a small taper burning dimly
upon the long wide table in the center of
the room. Instantly fear of burglars
darted across my imagination, and in
terror fully expected to feel gag in my
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my heart or forehead. | stood trembling
with fright, my knees bending and shak-
ing beneath me. A heinous horror tax
ing possession Of all my senses, visions
OF knives, masks and pistols were real
lstically portrayed in my distorted fancy.
Quaklng, l glanced cautiously around,
and then my eyes rested upon something
white, lying a few feet from the heavy
velvet curtains which separated the IL
brary from the drawing-room.
advanced step, rendered almost des-
perate with fright, paused, and then
mastering courage by the exercise of
superhulnan Will power, 1 took another
step, and then started suddenly forward.
For it was Lady Dora in her nightrobe
stretched unconscious upon the crimson
carpeted floor.
What has happened, and why is she
here? are the thoughts which flashed il
Ibghtning-like rapidity through IN.
Brain.
What shall 1 do? Like flash my in
stinct warned me to act, and make no
dutcry. l knelt upon the thick rug by
her side, and then suddenly remember
ing that in the next room was decanter
OF Wine, sprang 10 my feet and rushed
TO the curtain. But paused, with the COR
lfer upraised in speechless shame and
indignation. This, then, explained fully
Lady Dora's swoon.
/ stood watching them in their guilty
stolen caresses with rage, then like fury
tearing at my heart, rage and hate for
them; but love and deep, overpewering
pity for Lady Dora.
Shudderingly I dropped the acursed
curtain.
God, in His merciful kindness, help
you dear,' L sobbed.
Then, with energy born of despair. I
bore her slight form and laid it tenderly,
reverently, upon the couch, and flew
whom l explained in as few words as
possible what had occurred and between
us we carried Lady Dora, still uncon-
scious, to her chamber.
"oh, Dunlap l gasped, through my
shaking lips, III we could only contiive
some miracle to let her believe it was but
q dream"
.'oh, dearie," said the old woman,
Such dreams as these leave deep scar
upon the heart, which time nor any act
can heal or conceal, poor pritty tits the
rich, as well as the poor fold, do have
their trials it seems"
We bathed her forehead and forced
little wine between her tightly clenched
tseth. Then the lashes fiuttered and the
eyes opened wide, with a look of I'M
utteraDle pain and misery in the biueneSS
OF their depths. A sigh deep and long,
then throwing her arms around my neck,
sac purst into torrent of tears, which
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