The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1899-10-05

ips white hsn his head bad fallen I
4 little 10 ons siis, bio eyes were cred 10 I
/ classy, yet repfoscaiul stare upon tas 81
I qaisitely besuiiiai isoe oi woman,
whose ,.vslsd haads he strapped 10 dy
ing cla,cb. b u biz hands and ber'
sae blood stsiaed. Htrs held a siiie.te
like a.ss,r iron whose slistsrins point
alec blood dripped. There vs . GAP
ins souod 10 The old mans eide, and The
vomsn's fsoe sa tb.t oi Miss Oonsiliue,
When the sppslied sonsp, for whose
sole bentf, ibn picture hsd been painted.
sonld hsve nans up he' ireuEied hands
TO shut oui the .lsh,, Count Ludwis
caught them 10 30 iron grasp, snd slmos,
shf uted 10 her esr 10 his excitement
No, 90. madam; you shall look. and
lock. tili the eight blinds you or kills you.
care not which. DO you see him, false
siren the poor old man. who was kind to
you who took you ont Of poverty 10 mar
~ you Who never harmed the most
helpless creatnref Whist bad be done
tba, you should kill him, you murdsress'
Miss Cousidine had ceased to struse lie.
The blsncbed whiteness oi her face and
the startling eyes were some thing swfnl
to see, and the screams tbst broke through
her rigid, sshen lips. curdled the blood
10 the heart
Shall | tell you who am? Count Lud
wig continued, without relessing her. still
com pellipg her to look. Count Ludwig
no longer. sm his son-tbst Rudolphus
OF whom you have heard. but whom You
never saw. When came home and found
that the poor old man who loved me bad
been ruthlessly slam. l swore never to
rest until had found and given TO justice
bis murderess. For, madam, ! never
doubted q siogle instant who sbe was.
You laid your plans we'll. You msrried
Q dotiug old man for bis wealth, and With
your sorceress designing you induced him
TO disown bis own children and make y
wilrwhich gave you oil. Then You con
trived that be should send the servants for
holiday, except thst valet, who WAS
banged for the murder Poor old Georgel
He would have died sooner than barn. bis
master. You pretend to quit the house
yourself Bat you came back 10 disguise
and did the deed.
He paused. Miss Con sidine had not
uttered sound for some moments. The
horrible ghsstliuess had not left her face,
but she had 10 o measure recovered her
sell possession. Now she spoke 10 an ut
terly changed but composed tone.
You cannot prove . syllable Of this mad
story, she begsn. but be stopped her,
with eyes that seemed absolutely to blsze
with rage and menace. Drawing swiftly
forth purple velvet case, be lifted the
lid and showed upon the white satin
cushion an eIquisitely wrought sandal
wood bracelet II was stained with come
thing which had dried upon it, and
changed its color. all except about third,
to q dark, sickly shade, whose hue 1t WAS
not difficult to recognize.
Sid Count Ludwig 10 80 swed tone:
found this among the cushions OF the
chair 10 which my father WAS slain. 1t Is
bis blood upou it. 1t slipped from your
arm 10 your struggle With him. You
wear its mate this moment upon your arm.
He held bis enssnguined token 90
instant beside the one on this wonan's
bare, exquisiteIy nodded arm. As the
guilty woman tainted Rodolpbus caught
her falling form. Thea be laid be slowly
down upon the carpet and drew back.
She never stirred.
think she is dead. be said quietly.
1t wss true. Some vessel bad burst
inwsrdly 10 that wild struggle against the
shock OF knowing that the man she had
learned TO love was the son OF her unhsp
py victim. She bad been dying while be
spoke to her