The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1917-05-22

Clair, on the contrary, was SO shocked,
80 indignant at the base attempt to
put stigma upon him and rob him Of
the girl with whom he had Just plight
ed his troth that he fought wild. The
result was that In a few minutes he
received a sword wound In the side
which took him out Of the fight.
He was carried to his room and a
surgeon sent for, who pronounced him
in danger Of his life. OF course, re-
moval was out of the question.
The first Miss Archard heard of the
matter was that her lover had been
stabbed by her host and was lying in
his chamber In critical condition.
She few upstairs and in another mo-
ment was bending over him.
why" she moaned, did we come
into this house3 1t is accursed."
At the moment an old negro woman
entered and heard the words
mo, missy" she said, "de house amt
cu'sed. Hits de people In 1t. Don
worry, honey. l had a dream las
night l dreamed 1 saw a p'cession
gOin' to grave takin' a baby coffin
An 1 saw 'em buryin' de coffin. Den
when dey all go way / saw de baby
rise out O. de groun, an he was grow
ed to be fine young man. An he
said, Nanny, my dear ole mammyl'
He put his arm around my neck an
said, rs come Of age today
81 know wha' de dream meant. DON
yo' worry, honey. Hits all comm out
right"
The lovers well knew the supersti-
ton of the colored race and thought
nothing of her words. But her predic-
ton that it would all come out right
proved true. 1t was a month before
st. Clair could be moved, and during
this period Miss Archard came every
day to nurse him, though never once
did she deign to notice LIE Moyne. One
day. shortly before the surgeon gave
permission for his removal, the negro
who had told her dream came into the
room In which st. Clair was lying,
Miss Archard sitting beside him. The
old woman locked the door and ap-
preached the bed with her finger on
her lips.
as 1t de IF OBJ Augustg" she asked
Eyes. aunty."
"Lis'en! l got a secret I'm gwine to
tell yo'. promise missy nebber tell
twill dis day. cos dis de day yo', Mars
Julian
HTuliopI Tn no+ T,,IIop Tn Dx.oo
tor. Something is the matter with
you. aunty. You're gone daft"
Jus yo' wait, honey. Mars Julian,
yo' twenty-one years ole dis berry day.
Reckon l ought to know. I'm yo'
NANNY"
By this time she had caught their
attention.
"Yo' ma, she lib heah, an Mars lie
Moyne, Mars Tom LIE Moyne's father,
he come in to run de plantation
Missy 'fraid her baby git poisoned so
Mars LIE Moyne 'ud own de prop'ty
Yo', de baby, git sick. Missy t'ink
Mars LIE Moyne poison yo'. So she
p'etend yo' daid. She git coffin, an
she fill it with stones, an she said to
me: In heah is de proofs dat my boy
Is not In de coffin. Yo'll know all
about him, an on de fif' OBJ August,
49,, yo' tell him who he is. Den he
kin claim de plant~t ton his ownself' "
When the old woman finished, the
lovers, whose eyes had been opening
wider with every word, looked at each
other in establishment.
"And this is the mystery that has
been hanging over me all my life"
said Julian.
"And believe it's all true" added
the girl, clasping her hands and draw
ing long breath.
"Well, aunty, or, rather, my dear
nanny, you've kept the secret so
long; keep 1t longer"
dat will, honey"
1t was more than a month later
when one night Proctor St. Clair ap-
peared as a resurrectionist on the hill
near the plantation and took up lit
tie coffin lined with lead. In it were
stones and the proofs of the identity
of the child it was supposed to con-
tain. The proofs established the fact
that Proctor st. Clair was Julian LIE
Moyne and heir to the LIE Moyne es-
tate.
He dispossessed his cousin, took DOS
session Of his property and married
Carolina