Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-08-12

,snize MS form and see mis- dark, sad
ayes fixed on her.
Then he bent over and kissed her gently
IN the forehead-more, as it seemed In her
1ream, with brothers than a lovers
kiss-and said: Farewell, forever! In
this world we two shall never meet
again"
hind him another form with its face
,hrouded, but with a figure that seemed
wonderfully familiar to her. and. as he
faced it, it sprang upon him.
And with a shrek she awOke-awoke
| 70 see the bright sun shining outside and
20 notice that the hands of the clock
pointed to nearly eight.
And her first action was to kneel BY
the side of her bed and to thank heaven
that it was only a dream.
Her disturbed rest made her. perhaps
4 little paler than usual in the morning.
but had thus only added a more delicate
tinge to her loveliness. As she stood
| talking to young Montagu on the veranda.
his youth began to wish that he was
Lord Penlyn.
1t was at this time that, to the different
groups scattered about, there came a ru-
NOR that a horrible murder had been
committed in London last night, or early
that morning
| A few persons, who had come down by
the last special train, had heard some
| thing about it, but they did not know any
| thing of the details; and two or three
! copies of the first editions Of the evening
papers had arrived, but they told very lit
| tie. except that undoubtedly murder had
taken place. and that the victim was, to
| all appearances, a gentleman.
Get a paper, Montagu." the barOnet
| said, land let US see what it is"
He came back In a few moments, hav.
ing succeeded in borrowing a second edi-
ton from a friend, and he read out to
them the particulars, which were by no
means full.
1t appeared that, after the storm In
London was over, which was about three
o'clock in the morning, a policeman going
On his walk down the Mall Of St. James
Park. had come across a gentleman lying
| by the ratings that divide that part Of
1t from the gardens, a gentleman whom
be at first took to be overcome by drink.
On shaking him, however, he discovered
/ him to be dead, and he then thought he
must have been struck by lightning.
further glance showed that this was not
the case, as he perceived that the dead
! man was stabbed in the region Of the
heart, that his watch and chain had been
wrenched away there being q broken
! piece Of the chain left in the button hole),
and, if he had any, his papers and pocket
| hook taken.
] His umbrella, which was without any
! name or engraving, was by his side; his
linen which was extremely fine, was un-
marked, and his clothes, although drench-
| ed with mud and rain, were of the best
possible quality.
That, up TO now, was all the informa'
ton the paper possessed.
How dreadful to think of a man being
murdered in such public place as that!
Ida said. surely the murderer cannot
long escape"'
1t was Il glorious evening after glOr!
Gus day; and, some laughing and talking,
some flirting, and some discussing the
days racing and speculating on that Of
the morrow, they soon forgot all about
the tragedy.
Not one Of them supposed that the mur-
dered man was likely to be known to
them, nor that the crime had broken up
their Ascot week. But when they had
gone to their rooms to dress for dinner,
they learned that the dead man was
tnOwn to them.
A telegram had come to Sir Paul from
his butler in London, saying: "The gen
tleman murdered In st. James Park last
night was Mr.. Cundall He has been
identified by his butler and servants"