The Irish standard., 1896-12-12
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H er,6 Sl14es Eequ1EG&s uIss OA AAt-- Ria33e4lN&r
B ton; Ihaye it. The squire before leaY-
3 ing for home formed ma that ke1dalll
W. isyyas for sale, and lima CINE he would III
81 pleased il .Imould buy it ]; it 55Dins Ortpn.
!. and would Be the very place. ! aupl y
I. It. would take q hundred Thousand doh
lars to buy the pIaoe with the slaves
upon tt--cleafly my $50, 900 would MT
! avail IN buy st, sthnugh, fren Y q
OF the estate, and il tho purchase pro- es.
q good one, and every thing turns hap
4 PLY for me rs. .,si9 u
l...Nhy. then, I bought the property for
Herbert Lathrop; otherwise but fol-
low the provisions. Of tho will hete'a
lots Of piekings in this administr ration
business. Is, III. sst
..By the way, I must offer that reward,
sIsuppose, for thea ppreshe rsion ct Bruce n
1t is rumored on the street that I'm to
do 80, but every thing moves of g well.
that I hope he will not be captured. II
!. would be disagreealle toshase to con-s
front him there was danger in his eye
that night as he stood there, with tho
sl1eath knife in his hand, when he real
lied the trap had set for him. ! Inn.
agine he would not be avery safe man'
for me to encounter. 7s6fss $50 -
Strange that the Clara Belle hassnot
been located yet. i, Bruce evidently il
aboard her. or she would have been. II
he stay aboard her, and on this coast,
It is only question of time until he be
captured. Now, if he would only resist
arrest and get shot without my having,
to confront him II would be well; %.
it. is, all can do is to hope for q con
tinuance Of my fornssr luck. III go
down tomorrow and consult Squire
Hill. It would be well to show conf
dence in his jnd gment, and II 1t. coin
cides with mine I'll purchase Kendall.
OF course, he'l II think that I was ruled by:
him alone; now, that would be stroke
of policy" ss :s.3s@
Here there was q tap on the library
door. and Herbert started suddenly to
his feet - ,..
"Why, how the least sound startles
me. I must get out Of here; this house
can't hold me another night. Pshaw!
it's but Aunt Mag" and he sank into
his seat again. Come in"
It was Aunt Mag that entered. In one.
hand she held tray, and on it was =
pitcher filled with something evidently
hot. as the steam was rising from its
surface. /
.''Marse Herbert, brings your hot
Scotch"
''How is it, Aunt Mag, that you have
taken to bringing me hot Scotch every
night since my uncle's death ?"
+ ''Well, yer see, Marse Herbert, I al-
ways brought it to Marse John every
right before he went to bed, and nav
since you have taken his placeI brings
it to you.' = 5. .:ss. 4 /,
''Taken his placer"
,..Why, yes, to his very chair. There's
where he set, night after night, slipping
his hot Scotch down; you've taken his
place in every thing, perhaps you will
take it with Miss Clara Hill.".
'sDo you think SO, Mag?" as-
'.Why sho,ild you not ? It was wealth
she was after, you have got it now; but.
I thought I got all Of those blood spots.
off the carpet, they're as plain il: as ever,
let me get a rug and cover them"
Eyes, cover them, Aunt Mag! cover
them!"
! Here Mag opened the bedroom door,
and instantly gave fearful. scream,
that brought Herbert trembling to his
feet. 4 go ia ,s r. !. -, = =
''What is it, Mag? Why did you open
that door? Let it be closed forever!
Lock it! Lose the keyl Why do you
stand there, woman, stating at the bed
What do you see? Speak,"
'sDo you see nothing, Marse Herbert?
Didn't you see nothing?"
Nothing but the bed and the fnrni-s
: ture in, the room, and those dark spots
of blood did you see, Aunt Mag 2"
Lying across the bed in his night
robe, the body Of your uncle; the shirt
and the bed were covered with blood;
the bloody sheath knife was sticking in
his breast, and he looked at me with
such sad eyes, ard raised q his right
hand and pointed to the picture and the
picture instantly swung its face to the
WALL Il
'sTurn it back, Mag! turn 1t back!
Great Godl It's mine; Mag. do you lie to
me?'' NJ, s,
"Why should I, marster7 / doubt not
you will see 1t turn again."' n !.
.'Not l. Lock the door, Mag! Lock
the door! Ill take the hot Scotch to-
my room"
II thought, !" said Mag, that you
would now occupy old marster's room.
what, mel Woman, you are crazy!'
I, ..'TheX some ines call me 80, Marse.z
Herbert, but / am harmless. !" 5sE
..sThank God for that. Well. Mag.
good night. and don't see any moresv vi
sions-Ha! Ha! A good joke; Aunt
Mag, good joke! well leave here, Mag.
Isintend to buy q farm, and there you'll
see no Visions = .35s a
Herbert. with the tray Ia his hand,
passed from the room, and up the stairs; 4
while Aunt Mag threw open. the bed
room door, and sank into achair. \ s4ss
go, murderer. go!" she milttered,
s.but there will lie visions whereversy you
are. so long as Mag follows you, and \
there will be hands to turn your picture.
to. the wall. Yes, there will be one tel
I'LL yot, with fear, thwart you, and drag
you down, until Angus Bruce shall be-
proved clear Of Marse john uurder,
and you, Marse Herbert. be brought to
Justice you will find Mag harm
less to all but you, Herbert Lathrop, To-
all hut you. And Marse John. mn, dear
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