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The Blackpool Herald. — 1886-04-02 (Blackpool, Lancashire, England)

IEAR'II " FOOTPRINTS IN TN' SNOW," \VA-mutts," &c.  tArrEn xv  —Jsmss DArrroN.  words like one in bitter distress. looking at him—at her old lover. or. ott u lover—and her heart went ,ys whea her life had been one sweet  w-v have you done this?" she said at last, why have you rey.life l'amt 'xi now gave a little bitter laugh. u wean ty my unfortunate re-appearanee ?"  ro•Atn.- answerel Alice, her eyes full of sad h.•• why did you go away Why did you • AN heart r OM I go away r repeated James Daonton, -•,:tinti,e,l for a moment. "But—of course , not know the story—you are, I suppose, 1, iln,,,eent ictim. But you soon forgot me,  I never forgot you. They told me you were and wi,hed to die—bat there were others. AA forced to thiuk of others, James —and for my • ...lt•r's • • .4u married Arthur! Po you know whom roarrie L Alice r continued James, with nirg face "the &able-dyed villain who ca:.l have murdered me because I stood in his  way• •• That !—what !“ cried Alice. horror-stricken, "not Art!nlr. Jatues ! It was not Arthur ?" Arthur, aod no other. Atthur who hirefi brutal rutijans to se, on re in the dark at Tymmouth: who hopea &lid I.e..ic‘cd they had flung my body loathe sea! But them was our, Alice (and James's voice grew eoftet), . who though she was the dupe of this yet bad a woman's heart within her bleast, Zvi she saved me, begged for my life when I lay Matsu • " And it was Arthur shrieked Alice, and she fell rs ard venting and strieken on the floor. •• Forgive me." said James Daunton, and with some i his old sweet gentleness of manner he lifted her uo, and placed her on a conch. and took her hand. "My roor girl. I do not blame you; how could you know? now could you dream of such wickedness as ha ?" For a few minutes Alice sat silent. She put her hand to her heal; she looked in Jamee's face; she ;ripped his hand " ?his is not a horrid dre.an, is it?" she said. "I sra not mad, am I, as he said I was? You are not a lara.-3- of my brain, are you, James? You are real. ✓u are living. are you not ? Oh! do not deceive me,,, ,he prayed, failiug on her knees; "If lam mad. tell me 1 am mad ; I would rather be mad, rather than ;mow this horrid thing !" " You are not mad, my poor girl," answered James, gently. for he was shocked at her wild looks: " this h‘frvid thing, as v.• 11 Mil it, is real; the man who was Inv cousin—l believed my friend—wanted me out of in; arLy ant likes fool, I fell into his trap." 1 A woman lured you out,- said Alice; "they told me that vou went to meet a woman," "Yes:like a fool," continued James ; " this woman had beautiful face, and I went because it W.IS an adventure —foe the fun of the thing, Alice. I went ' te meet a weman who for years had lived with Arthur; a woman who adored him, and would have died for • She had Spanish blood in her veins, and Spanish low born nithane, but some man had educated her, and she was on the stage whot she met Arthur. She had not been over good, I believe before. but her love made her not good, but devoted to the man to whom she had given her heart. Do ✓ll
The Northern Guardian. — 1893-12-22 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

SPEECH FOR THE DEFENCE.  -•- - -- Sheriff COMM]; THOBILCON immediately began Cs speech on behalf of the prisoner. He said 'des rose to address the jury with mingled feelings 'of confidence and anxiety. Very rarely in this -country are they startled with the commission of ▪ great crime, but when a man is charged with attempting to drovin, and afterwards in cold Wood murdering the young man who had been under his charge for four years, and to whom he was deeply attached; that charge must be proved— distinctly proved. He held that no case had been elude against, the prisoner, and therefore he felt juatified in asking for a verdict of not guilty. The tssue which they ht to determine he left with confidence in their bands. Mr Thomson urged the jury to disabuse their minds of the prejudicial tffect which the newspaper paragraphs of the last iour Months had upon the prisoner's case. The case for the Crown was founded on motive and circumstantial evidence. Motive was not enough to estab.lish a crime. It must be established by actual proof of deed, but in this case the motive is all Ofe other way. 'Mr Thomson then went over the rlims insnraneo transactions at great length, 4101iiing that Pilote.in, in . regard to these, had bein the most frank and straightforward .tnenuer, . There Was no policy of any insurance .to pay Money to Monson in respect of :Cecil Hambrongh's death. He held that .flite case forthe Crown, so far as motive was con. terned, had criimbled to the dust. It was entirely Coe fault of the good.ntured bank agent at TigbWial-euiiich that Monson was enabled to pay the premium to the Mutual Insurance Company, of New York, on tedl August, because at that time Monson had no money at his bank ,:count with which to pay the premium. !Monson knew that though Hambrough had assigned Abe Non York ,polices to Mrs Monson, the assignsCiro being written by e minor was ineffectual, therefore these policies would bring no more to illowion if they fell due before Cecil reached his i wujerity. The eleirge of motive here wasl ataitlintely without , foundation. There was no of that Monson eeercised undue or sinister ' wifluence over Hambrough for fraudulent or selfish ' Iwirpoemi. The Major went from lodging to ideing in London pursued by his creditors. What wiisiden then, that Cecil preferred to have g comfortable life in the country where his education was attended to. The suggestion was prothat Monson, for some mysterious fre,,Bon had invited Scott, that delicate mei amiable man, to be an eyewitness of the first W.'enipi in murder stud second actual asassination. , • 4f. Monson wialeel to murder Hambrough, why should In bring a third party to witness the deed Ibtr Thosmion looked upon the disappearsoise of , Scott, arid his failure to appear at the bar, as the gttateat calamity that ever belch a mortal man. rut jury muit be satisfied not only that the suthent;cation of the circumstances had been
The Northern Guardian. — 1898-04-19 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

THE THEATRE ROYAL.  3losers Delaware and Walford's company appeared at the theatre doyal bust night in a intaieal romantic drama entitled The Swiss Girl. The drama aitords ample revile fur acting powers ut e high order. Alfred levssuey, au haiglieb artist. -puts.up" at a Swiss hotel kept by an ovaLb:Julia woman known as Mother Margot, and With whom lives a pr,tty orphan girl named Vera. Vera's charms captivate tee artist. Chesney is Indiscreet enough to let Mother Margot see that has a bundle of bank-nutee, and the covetous innkeeper determinee to get teem. tehe succeeds in this after drugging the artist, whom she is also about to strangle wheu her attempt is frustrated by James Lawler, who subsequently seeks to pate himeolf ad Chat.les Julian Foebrooke, an Indian merchant whom Lawler has murdered. Mr Foebrooke was Vera's father. -Vera had given Ches. ney charge of a locket. Lawler secured it, and found it to contain a ,portraile of Mr Fosbroolte, and also his will, wnich is solely in Vein's favour. Lawler resolves upon securing the estates for himself, and at once sets about the removal of pon!Able hindrances. Obstacle numoer one is the artist, and so Cheiney is drugged and dropped into a deep ravine by Lawler and Mother Margot. The fall .does not kill Chesney, wit was hoped it would do. After a month's nursing by Vera he reappears and proposes to marry her, but the artist's father, Sir Wm. Chesney, who has come in search of his son, objects. In the meantime, Lawler has been joined by his deeerted wife. She readily enters into his schemes, and they conspire to get Vera into their clutches tor the purpose of securing the locket and will and silencing Lee owner. An attempt to get Vera branded as a thief miserably fails through the inlerposition of a wandering beggar, but Lawler persists in his designs. By a false pretence he gets Vera to visit him and his wife at an hotel, and here again Mother Margot lends her aid. They purpoee strangling N'era, but Lawier'e own daughter is accidentally subjected to that 'treatment. Lawler end his wife ouarrel, and she shoots him while he and the artist are engaged in_combat. Mother Margot has deetrceed herself lay jumping from a high precipice, and Mrs Lawler makes it known that her husband was an impeetor, and that Vera was heiress to large estates. This is, briefly. the story of "The Swiss Girl," and thcr-e wholiad a share in its unfoldinrr last nis.ht received numerous tokens of appreciation. Effie Mason a-. speared in the title-role, and as the orphan gave great satisfaction. As Mother Maraot, Mrs Edmund Lyons has a part which forcibly reminds one of the miser in "Les (lint-lee ds Ceameyille," and ele, acted it well. The part of Freddy Flame:ell Keats. a touriet. in in tho capable hands of Mr L. Delaware. The other artistes, who ate-pitted themselves creditably, were Mr F. Verner ViTalford, Sir Wm. Cheeney; Mr A. Burton, Alfred Chesney; Mr Walter Steele, Jaynes Lawler ; Mr Leonnro Thiel, Bob Pdeeon, a tramp; Thee Beeeie Glennie, Lawler's wife • "Mies Owen, Lawlerle daughter; and Mr W. Barrow, a Swiss peasant.
The Northern Guardian. — 1892-01-20 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

CHAPTER XXI]. M. Litecion usually slept very lightly, but by some chance fatal to his schecoei, on this evening his slumbers were heavy, though not uninterrupted, for, Eady saw from the convulsive twitching of his features when she looked in on him, that he was suffering from pain. Yet she dared not venture to arouse him, for she kw.w that would bring upon herself an exploeicn of his ire.  She silently removed from the table the articles which were strewn on it, to make room for the supper she had been forced to delay to this unusual hour. In doing this she put the letters brought by Pierre where they were not seen by him immediately on awaking, as Adrienne had intended when she placed them there.  _ Lecont% sleep was troubled by hideous visions; he 56w the pnanteins of his victims flit past him one  by one, with extended lingers pointed deridingly to., wards him, and they seemed to hiss forth : " Traitor ! murderer ! regicide! go to meet your doom ! It is falling falling 1--falling He half awoke with the dreadful sensation of being precipitated downward through an interminable space; yet he could not thoroughly arouee himself. Then two women approached him. One of regal air and stately . Learn& seemed overwhelmed with affliCtion, u she cried in desolate tones : Too late I—too late !" The other sydabled with distinct utterance )(our treasure is gone—your hopes are crushed !"  The first half of the sentence struck a chord in his veins which instantly vibrated to its meaning. The toiser's soul was aroused at once, and he awoke with a sharp pain at his heart, and a famt sickness which almost unnerved him, but the vivid consciousness ot the words he bad heard remained with him. He muttered :  "It is& warning. I will go at once and see. Re rose immediately and went towards the lower room to visit his tr .asure closet. and ascertain if any one bad entered it. He had removed the jewels, but a large sum of money in gold was still there, which he had left to pay the men whom he expected to perfcrrm so important a service tor him on this night. . . .  As at. Lecour unclosed the door, the bloodhound sprang forward, gave a sharp growl, and was ready to spnng at his throat, but a word from him sent him back to his lair. The animal, in the four past days, had been tamed by hunger, for bread had been supplied to him very sparingly by his [paste?' own hand, till that morning, when M. Lecour had given him a full meal and ventured to caress him after it., without receiving any indication on the part of the animal of su intention to become unruly towards himself again. ti. 4EI-led a wax taper in his hand, from which be lighted the candles that stood upon the table. As he did so, he thought he saw the dash of the carbuncle which had so mysteriously disappeared a few days before. Be had been greatly annoyed at the loss of a gem of such value, and he stooped down and examined the floor with care, hoping that his previous search for it had not been sufficienUy thorough to inante
The Northern Guardian. — 1895-01-23 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

TRAGEDY. I wondered whether it had really been he who poisoned I Dr. Redfern. Se told herself that if her lover would  eonserft to be the instrument of her vengeance her hand should be his reward. She did not really mean it. She did not seriously contemplate rean-ying a murderer or becoming one herself, bat it pleased her , to gratify the longing for revenge in her heart by indulging in these fancies. "I laid an idea that, Captain Everett admired Miss Tremayne," said Luke Davis. He said it merely as a feeler, and he was not prepared for the answer which followed. "She has engaged herself to him." "Is it possible ? Poor thing!" Davis exclaimed involuntarily. "I d )n't see why she is to be pitied," ea d Olivia sharply. •• Not to be pitied! Engaged tea man with such a dreadful charge hanging over his head !" But he must be acquitted. He cannot be guilty." Then, suddenly stritil by something in her companion's fa ie, she added: "YOU do not suppose for a moment that he is really guilty ?" " Oh, of course not." "Dr. Davis, do you really mean that people generally d Clink him guilty?" "I am a:raid they do," as the answer, given after a little hesitation. But why should suspicion light upon him any more than upon you or me, or anyone else in the house?" po•iso• Bneca? use he had an opportunity, at lea-t he may have had an opportinaty, of administering the "But you had that, and Bankes, the butler, as well as he." • "Miss Dangerfield," said the doctor in a low tone, "there is an oid proverb that is a pretty sure guide is such eases. It bads us ask Ceti bores /—that is, Who would benefit by it? Now, any one might reap 80914 e benefit accidentally, as it were, by another's death; but, apart from that kind of thing' what member of this family stood to profit by the death of the poor old gentleman? Not Mrs. Redfern. certainly, nor von, nor any of the servants. Nor Harvey Prescott. Re did not take anything under his step-father's will„, and he knew he would take nothing, as he has mean. of his ow : Dr. Redfern did not stand in his way in the sliAtest degree. Then there is myself, and Captain Evemtt. I put myself out of the question, for even had I desired to give the poison. I had nsa opportunity of. doing it—and for that neltter, the onk, one._pratteally, who had the opportunity was Captain Everett. "But the point is this. Captain Everett was the one to benefit by his uncle's death. He knew that. his uncle had made a new will, by which he was (so to say) cut o with a shilling; and he knew that that will only neaded his uncle's signature." " But —"  •",--, --a• , `,.------ ---'.. -4; ,Nro•op, OP. \ 40-1 •,.,Vs., i„,i IV ......... _ A.,-_,.„,•., :, •I:'* \ ~,.iP-.1.-_,'l, . , , , ty : ~.:::-• 1 i 1 • I •• ~ ,—, .: i 1.1 • ';, \ --- 1 :ir '1 ', : • '\•,, ///' ~i l' , i I ./,•, ! owS
The Northern Guardian. — 1897-08-31 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

TIPS., „ 311 515 5 351, 535 5 551 5 5 4 59' 5)9 --wed., Sept. Ii 5 54i 6156 14 6 351 548 6 9, 538 559 •-•—..... is no great hardship in that. As to the livery, I fancy TO-DAY'S WEATHER —I may be mistaken—but I fancy I look rather well °Aberrations at tee Ileugh Lighthouse, mane at 01. ~ in it." prom instrumenUi Seer. above sea level_ , "Then how is it," asked the doctor springing a -----7„-;,7„ - mine upon him, "that if you are so extremely ownLucre's. fortable and so perfectly satisfied with your worthy 29.20 l 2212 . 64 1_ , the delightful prospect of revenging yourself on your Dire ' 1 2 fctmn iEI i'l.' I'Mee 'Rain in ' b" ' w,„,,,,1 own and your father's enemy—how is it, I ask, that of witd. 1 co 1 inches. 1 tot. ' - ----""._ I find you sighing like a furnace when you think 0.21 , 0 ' tees your unobserved? And how is it "—producing something from his war.rteost pocket—" that I pick Weather: 13, blue elty 33, cloud, Art.wDe4l; P, tee ; ki , hill; .6, lightning ; 11, misty; 0, Overcast; Q, (smelly C. up this sheet of paper, inside the fender, on which r rain; 8, inibw ; T. Ulundi., see written, in a hand I recognise as your own, the name, 'Agnes,' over and over again': CASUALTIES 1 The young man turned a deep, burning red, as he The brigantine Islander, of and for Guernsey, from made a snatch at the paper held out to him. Shields, with coal, put into Dover. leaky. The cap- Then the colour ebbed rapidly away, and he turned tam reports a leak forward. She has been placed in so fearfully pale that Dr. Cartwright was alarmed; the cuter harbour. , but he made no reply. The Fiery Cross, Harrison, from Stmderland to Mae-1 "What ia the meaning of this change I see it duff, which was towed into Fraserburgh, after being you 1 " continued his keen, but kindly inquisitor. ashore, has proceeded. The steamer Kottinghain, from Shields, in swing- , " Not long ago the mere casual mention of your lug at high water at Gravesend on Sunday morning. father's name was enough to excit von to any deed of violence, and you declared that life had but one fculed the tug Challenge, moored to a -ouey off the aim an jet. or you—the ob• I f the hunting down of his Club House. The former vessel had starboard quartet . murderer. Now you are dull and pathetic, and &imaged. The latter vessel had stem slightiy twisted, skylight damaged, and cat davit broken. I though you persist as strongly as ever in the carrying As the steamer Pacthe was entering the River Wear out of your ineane design, it is a dogged, hopeless yesterday morning she struck the lighter Aberdeen spirit, quite different ti:' your former fiery,passionate, with her propeller. The lighter was so much dam- and most unchristian conduct. Why does the hope aged that she sank, but no one was injured. of delivering up your enemy to justice no longer fill you with the sense of triumph—highly reprehensible " GUARDIA N " SPECIAL REPORTS though that feeling may have been—that it onto
The Northern Guardian. — 1897-06-01 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

CHAPTER VII.--Continued. "In the chapil Aft,r explorMir rue !eoc:e I r.•turned to the church, and saw dasp .r vv.tii 3 bundle on his shouldev by the side door." " Nonsense. The door is nailed up. .I,larley told me f.o himself." "Then he told alio. The door (wens quite easily. Jasper entered, aud I left by it." " That's odd. Why should Harley lie about the • door ? " muttered Barseine, rubbing his hauds. " Well, and after Jasper entered? " "He put down the bundle, lighted a candle, and spoke." "I tell you it't impossible. The man is dumb. If he were not he would have betrayed himself long ago. Besides, why should he feign loss of speech?'  'ifs, that is what I wish to find out. There is a skeleton in the Harley cupboard." "So there is in the cupboard of every family," replied Sir Percy tartly. "But why open this one? It Is no business of yours."  1 "Ah,l see you think I sin meddlesome—perhaps I am, but I don't apologise for it. My exploration was simple curiosity begotten by the legend. Now I find there is something behind the ghost story." " What's that ?" " A crime !" Barstone jumped up with an ejaculation, and looked apprehensively at Gilbert. "What do you mean by a crime? What leads you to think that—"  "Jasper's speech to him.self in the chapel," said Gilbert, taking a slip of paper out of his pocket. " Here are his exact words. 'lf it wasn't for old Jasp,r there would be murder done. Bet she gifell't di, if I can help it.' Now then," added Gilbert. looking up, " what do you think of that?" _  "I don't know what to think of it. To whom does Jasper refer ? " " This is impossible to say." " Why not ask Mr. Harley? " " B ,eause if Harley fontrl I was meddling with his family affairs he would dismiss me. I intend to find out this mystery myself." "Can I help you F" " Yes; by telling me the history of the Harley family."  " I emit. All I know is that Harley is a widower with two children. Ile is reported to be eccentric, awl has plenty of motley. I know no more. But my houaekeeper may," continued Barstone, " I will ask her about it."  "Don't tell her what I have 431.4 covered about  "No, I won't. But what do you think all this 1119 Ans "  "Row C3ll I tell?" said Gilbert iinpatiently. "1 must Soil out. Of one thing you may be certain, that it means crime." "• And Jasper—why should he foitru dumbness ? " "Am! wily indeed? There are more mysteries than the ghost in this house."  Shortly after this Barstone took his departure. prointsing faithfully to iteep silent as to Gilbert's discovery, awl to ask his housekeeper about the Harley history  "In the past of Mr. Harley," said he significantly, "We may find a reason for Jasper's speech in the chapel."
The Birkenhead News and Wirral General Advertiser. — 1894-06-09 (Birkenhead, Merseyside, England)

SUPPOSED ATTEMPTED MURDER AT ELLESMERE PORT.  Laat Sunday morning about eleven &amok, a fans labourer, named Walter Armstrong and two nervier, were in a field belonging to Mr. Pickering at Nether. pool, when they noticed a peculiar shaped bundle lying in a dry ditch almost out of sight. A eloper examination by one of the men, Theinum Dean, revealed the fact that the leg and foot of a baby wBB protruding, and on unwinding the cloth which wee wrapped about the body, a male child was found there, and alive too, the latter fact being demonstrated by the baby immediately it was free, lookaag up into the lime of the regency and mowing out "Daddy." The baby NBB removed to the police [dation at Ellesmere Port, placed under the care of Mrs. Jackson, the wife of the police sergeant stationed there, and Dr. H. L. Finney was called, the little one being very cold and Miff and ita akin of bluish hue. It was in au& a condition that the doctor did not hesitate to ray that had the little one not been dimovered when it waa, it could not lave lived ranch longer. Ita scanty clothing wee all wet and the back covered with green duokweed which,Beemed to point to the fact that the little one had been dipped into a pond and then left in the ditch. The child was properly clothed and carefully tended by Mrs. Jack". . while her Inisband as in duty bound proceeded to nMke tieqvirrias. He , learned that a strange women with two children had been seen in the neighbourhood on the Saturday, and upon this the panda in the neighbolirhood were dragged, aa it wee thought possible that the other child had been drowned. Nothing, however, was found and it has since transpired that the other child is Mill alive': Sergeant Jackson traced the woman to Little Sutton, and found that she ice eingle woman, named Elisabeth Cross, and is 30 years of age, and has lived in service at Netherpool. She is the mother of illegimate children. The rescued baby is fourteen months old, and is a remarkably fine child, and it is wonderful that the child survived its harsh experience at all, seeing that it wee in the ditch covered with brambles, and with a shawl tightly wrapped about its face for sixteen hours, The sergeant arrested her, and she coaleseed that she had put the child in a pond and afterwards laid it ie the ditch where it wee found. On Monday she wee charged before a magistrate at Birkenhead with attempting to murder her illegtimate eon, William Cross. She was remanded to Thursday when she wan further charged at the County Police Court, in AbLey-etreet, with unlawfully abandoning and exposing the child thereby endangering its life, Evidence having been given abs was committed for trial at the Animism to le held at Cheater on the. 16th inst., on the charge of 'attempting to murder the child. Considerable excitement ia manifested concerning the cam among the residents of Ellesmere Port  WiDDING A VIZ Ci11:10H OV 0111