Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1891-01-01

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She heard these words, and put out her
hands with wild, imploring gesture to
the rector. The next instant she had
tainted.
''Come homel-hide yourself. poor
miserable thingp' muttered the mother,
in a passion of mortified pride, as she
thrust her into the carriage at the side
door. II might have known he would
desert you-but / shall never forgive
himi''
They got her struggled into the house
and up to her own chamber without
attracting too much attention, and as
they shut the door upon her and her
troubles, tho gun Of the depart
ing steamer mingled with the pealing Of
the bells which counted twelve o'clock.
OF all the costly wedding-gifts that
had been sent her, Carmine chose but
one to cheer her in her solitude-a
simple guard-ring Leslie had given her
to hold the wedding-ring in place. That
wedding-ring might never grace the
thin hand now, but the guard should
take its place.
Indignation ran high in the town of
Elmsford over the insult that had been
offered it's most popular young lady.
Parties of young men formed themselves
into various committees for purposes OF
vengeance; but graver feelings began to
prevail when it was discovered thai DIR.
Kenilworth's money still lay in the safe
at his hotel, and that his travelling
trunks remained in his room untouched.
1t was ascertained that he had last been
seen by one of the walters leaving the
hotel about eleven o'clock on the night
before his expected marriage. He re-
marked TO the man that he was going TO
take look round the town, as he had
not seen it for seven years. His purse
was lying on the table in his room,
along with some labels he had finished
addressing, as If he had intended return
ing Immediately. Could no have gone
down to the docks to sec the steamer?
A search was quietly instituted, but in
vain. Was it to be one OF those ''mys-
terious disappearances?"
Carmine noticed on tho third day Of
the year that her mother, when she
came up to pay her usual brief visit, did
not abuse the lost man with her &C
customed rancor. Nay, she even alluded
to him as that poor fellow"
"He Is dead, then?" she whispered,
sitting up and staring at her with her
burning eyes.
"No-no-we don't know; but there
is no trace, and-and it is very strange.
Carmine could not rest that night
All her hold on hope was torn away by
that thought of death. She wandered
up and down, clasping her hands and
praying for mercy. A moaning storm
kept company with her mood, and
dashed the snow in flinty sheets against
her window. Through the hiss of the
tempest she could hear the tolling of
the bells telling the quarters, now loud,
now faint, as the wind howled past
Never before had they pressed them
selves upon her attention as they did
now. They seemed to be calling-call-
ing-calling with human yoices-call-
ing to her for helpl
The girls mind was in a highly
wrought state, her fancy disordered;
that she knew, and she strove for COM
posture. The faith, which had never for
a moment failed her, in Leslie Kenil-
worth's truth made her feel as IL his
spirit were near her, his voice in the
changing bells.
AS the blast died away before the
coming dawn, and all things became
still, this impression became so power
full that she softly opened her window
and knelt down with her eyes fixed upon
the lofty campanile; and no sooner had
the blush light lImned forth its fretted
spires, than her whole FOUL seemed to
be drawn from her in the words:
"ol God of mercy, tell me how to help
himr'
In solemn measure tho hour tolled
forth-six o'clock. As the sonorous
echoes died away wild voice spoke to
her piercingly. as in her very ear:
"Mdniac bells! AdRiac betls!"
It was Leslie's voicel Had she lost
her reason? What was that moving on
the face OF the campanile? shred OF
paper? A hand? A reckoning hand?
"LSsliel Lesliel l am comingT
cried CarmiRe, as if he could hear her.
Perhaps he did. The pale hand was
Withdrawn.
Five minutes later the sexton at st.
Dayid,s Church was summoned to his
door by young lady without hat
who said simply:
"Dr. Kenilworth is locked in the bell
tower. Conner
Breathless with astonishment, he got
the keys and followed her flying foot
steps.
st. David's bells were managed by
cloclx-worlx down below. The sexton
vaguely remembered that be had gone
mn TO see if it was all right on New
Years eve before The midnight chimes
He must have locked the missing man
in among the bells
Up and up they sped until they
reached the low-browed door. stone
balcony ran around the belfry here, and
strangers often came up to see the view.
What more probable than for man to
stumble in the darkness through this