The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1897-05-01

it's no worse
1t was another thrust that caused him
pain.
Two days later they started on their
journey. He wouldn't havo left him be-
hind for the world, this sleek, sly, ami
able fellow with Inc checkered past. He
would watch them, and they should
know nothing of the jealous passion III
his heart.
He was always gentle and plant, Ike
a kitten, with her soft, small ways, and
he-tEe big, trawny man-cried aloud
at night, wien he was alone ON deck
with his EladGened thoughts.
1 I,o.s ,C0,., ..Ld tLey Ica@acL
EGiLbr1Sh ii !. shcr. time. Tie day cf
their arrival they started fer the high
lands, he three trusty comrades.
BoTnhold was as gentle as a mother
with his wife. Perhaps he w:.s wrong
ing her, and, ah-he would not do that
From the highlands they returned to
tic Leaf, determined TO visit tho sights
IF Edinburgh on that day. The boat
was cleared. Bornhold and Fanny stood
at the fallreep. Gastein was still below.
II forgot my guidebcok," said Bern
held. "Wait a moment" When he re-
turned, Fanny was gone. She was not
IL the boat that was to take them ashore.
A step to TIE skylight showed him the
cabin below. There she stood, with her
arms ii aUl.d Gastein's neck.
He knew Row, and before he went
kca1- N Az f,If-,r-1 10 HI InciTr1 what
their fate should be. Down he jumped
into the boat, and when his wife set her
small feet OIL the top ruIi9 of the ladder
he helped her gallantly to descend. She
saw that his face was pale as death.
care you ill.," she gasped softly, with
that strange look i'll her eyes he could
not comprehend.
Now he understood it. 1t was a false,
baneful glance. 1t had always been So
a coquettish, alluring glance for stran-
gers, a mask for her GOODNESS for him.
Keep the wherry in port and wait
for US, he said to the sailor who had
rowed themsashore.
In Edinburgh he tock them every
where-into the Gales, where the most
dangerous criminals are imprisoned, into
4 Ct the cCpItro6.nsof the Midlothian,
a dark, gloomy building. A man was
en- trial fer strangling his guilty wife.
They strolled through High street and
down to the Old Bow, into Log Lodging,
with it's siahtlcss windows, ard at last
they came to holyrocd. Bornhcld talk
ed; the others were silent. He led them
through the bed chamber CT the unfor-
tunate queen; he pointed out the little
door in the wall which led to the small
apartment in which Darnley discovered
Riccio. He exratiated ruthlessly on the
guilt of the queen and her lover and
watched them narrowly while he talked.
In their anxious, ghastly faces he read
the confession Of their perfidy.
When Bornhold had finished the tale
the historians Of all ages have told, the
smiles had fed from FaEny's lips. She
trenlblcd ~nervously, every drop of blood
gone from her face.
The cmbittercd husband arose, and
they left the castle together for the boat.
The sun had already gone down, and
icy blasts swept in from the Craggs.
They drovo through the city along the
Leithwalls. At the pier the wherry was
in waiting. 1t was dark now, and the
wind lasled the white foam up into
their faces. Bornhold seized tie rudder,
ordered the carsrncn to take the middle
bench aud babe the others go sit down
in the BOW. A white light hung from
tie street, and now and then its CHASTITY
rays darted oyer Bornhold's face, which
was pitiless and terrible in its express
sion.
Soon the boat hove to. They had
reached the brig. The oarsmen caught
the rail to draw to. Bornhold arose
slowly and caught the fallreep.
Hold on to Fannyl"
The man and oma in the bow had
arisen, and Gastein took the trembling
creature Ill his arms. Bornhold stood on
the fallreep with one foot. With the
other he gave the boat a terrific blow.
Still locked in each others arms, Fanny
and Castein fell backward into the wa
ter, and at the same moment the boat
turned upside down.
The man On board cried out, sTwo
mon o~verboard!"
Bornhold said nothing. The sailors
came with lanterns. On the reep stood
the captain, his eyes staring down into
the sea, following the white trail of
light Of tie tossing keel of the boat.
Nothing was to be seen of the man and
woman.
1t was months before the CAPTAIN
would say aword, and when he returned
to Hamburg it was for the purpose Of
selling ali lis property, as has been told
in the fore part of this narrative
From the German.
Law For the Poor.