The North-Eastern Weekly Gazette. — 1883-11-17 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

AFFAIR OF THE HEART.  fell-Withinies. the "Podc;asetl: York might be the "Hue and Cry" c ' for all I know to the contrary. Tom put another slip into my hand, aloe Orel, evidenti7 also from the, nal. "That," he said, " will give yot floe of tile character of the woman picked up with." I read, and troubled as trait on another page," said the ' "re the notorious Louise Ti of t e moat desperate black-mailers times, and a woman who has broi misery into more happy homes than female criminal of modern times. 8 having poisoned two of her husband has now become a trifle too sultry fc she has iast started for Europe, wit doubtless give the Cockney suckers her quality," I could read no more.  - _ "Whet an escape l" I murmured. "Escape I" Toni echoed. "You eaped yet. That woman will never she can help it while you have a hi bleu yourself with. She is thori pent° and unscrupulous. Are you her toiler I began to fear that I wi indeed; visions of strychnine, da worst of all, scandal, floated before 1 ' "Tom," I cried, tremulously, "yc to use?" " To the death I"  " n't.77 protested, "I don't weal there must not be a death." "Of course not! What a chap yot —you don't understand me. lineal through this confounded mess all ri do all in my power to resale yoi clutches of this fury." "Whet on earth must I do ?" terror. I had often read how impo to shake a dangerous woman off. "You must fly," Tom answer. "You must go from this city withoi leave me to tackle her tigership." "But she may follow me," I felt, "Of course she will if she learm have gone, bat it shall be my Minim off the scent." .  I preseed his hand. Fred, with a was a true friend..  "I suppose you have told her all self f" "Everything." " Humph! that's bad. However, to some out of the way spot, or r for a time and trust to her find victim, when she will forget all abi I lilt Glasgow that very day 4:1 drove through the city, and trembli on the platform, lestehe should and and stop my flight. Right away in world Rnglish village I spent a h uneasiness, and during that time calve one line from Fred. Luckie correspondent, and this fact, I co counted for his silence. The suspense became intolerable I ventured to leave my retreat and father. I waa shown Olt° the drswing.roo  to my horror, I saw m 7 beau-tiftil noto black-mailer, rious black-maer, looking moi than ever, By her side was Fred, tered be burst into a loud and vulg was inexpressibly distressing to no The lady, bowing stitaly, passed did so she turned ber steel-blue ey and in them I read murder and all fa! things. I broke out into a cold and would have sown had not Fn arm. "Ton must excuse my laughini be gasped ; "hut its so banged in contain myself," "That woman," I commenced,  "Make your mind eaey about t went on, still laughing so heartily scareely speak, " for she is my wil "Your wife I" I echoed. " Yes, you must forgive me, fun but I couldn't help having a la: That lady was, a few days ago, w herself out to be—Mrs Medley widow, travelling through En: &mummer*. She is a little fret nor, bat a lady in every sense of t " But "I cried, a light breakim "how came her portrait in the tette ?' " "Simply enough. Her wealth • celebrity in America, and the a picture of her, as it would of a: known person—" "And the description you gay "Referred to another portrail _ . .  journal I got hold of the pope land recognised Mns Medley IV mined to try mylrick with her, b dear held, and so I got you ox first. Before I showed the poi carefully cut the name off it. "p," I deelared, hotly, scoundrel. How much money h " Thirty thousand a year." Hearen,what had I not lost I T lies, deception, and cheating ha< this glorious 87. It wr S too nit  When I came to myself they b be very kind, but I was ;Why, I Just now they are in Parley and thinking of making it up with lot of money to quarrel with, never know what may happen. Tim