The Kenilworth Advertiser. — 1880-01-10 (Kenilworth, Warwickshire, England)

CHAPTER IL: A HAPPY NEW YEAR.  Now our story is finished, a few words of explanation. _ _  In his salad days, Marcus Twibell Ltd visited Australis. Here he met a woman beautiful, as far as face and figure went; indescribably bad and desperate at heart. He loved her loved her not knowing that she was the wife of another. _ _ _  She had married, when quite a young girl, a scoundrel, who won her by soft speeches, and then by his utter heartlessness and cool villany aroused all the savageness which lurked in her nature.  She married Murkroyd Sturmrigg, and a year and a half after she was a wife, she had ceased to be a woman; she had become a demon. The powerful obstinacy of her strong deterwination would go to any length to be avenged upon the man who had treated her so diabolically. In the first part of this story Murkroyd has given us a brief sketch of her character and their quarrels. The ground is not very savoury, and we need not re-traverse it.  At one time his treatment drove her to desperation—maddened her. She would sacrifice anything to give him pain—even her life. She planned a meeting with him, far away from others, in a small hut where they • would be alone. Here, tired of life, she determined to commit suicide. "But," she thought, in her mad bitterness, "my death shall not bring freedom to him."  In a feigned hand she wrote a letter to the police, saying that a man purposed murdering a woman, at such a time, and at such a place. Then she waited for him—waited with a dagger in her hand.  He was a little late; the door opened; she could hear the tramp of other feet; she must not be baulked of her vengeance; she struck at her heart with a dagger; a stream cf blood gushed from the wound. Some one rushed forward, and plucked the dagger from her breast. Ha held it in his hand as the police seized him. By an accident Marcus Twibeli entered the hut, and not Murkrcyd Sturmtigg. He was conveyed to the gaol on a charge of murder. For reasons of his own Murkroyd aided him to escape, kept him in hiding for a long time, made him believe the woman really was dead, and in a word, had him completely in his power. The thraldom grew unbearable. Marcus, believing that he had been found guilty of the terrible crime, and being a weak-minded man, was easily managed. But at length he sought peace in flight. And for a time he evaded his persecutor. We have seen how at length Murkroyd found him, and how he nearly brought him to the grave. Barbara Sturmrigg recovered rapidly. Her stays had saved her. Hsr husband made her accompany him back to England. The moment he discovered the whereabouts of Twibell he had her confined in a lunatic asylum.—Proprietor, Dr. Bargap. If Twibell by any accident saw her, all his schemes would come to the ground. %bed's when she loft home obtained a situation (ander another name) in Dr. Bargap's asylum. She was never required ta go beyond the grounds. No one suspected her presence in the madhouse. She and Barbara became friends, at last they told each other their unhappy stories. They both determined to be revenged on Sturmrigg. Barbara believed that when she married him he had a wife living. Proof she imagined was in a desk he always kept near him. Kissie determined to search it, and then stop the marriage between Jane and Goldy. She was compelled to walk over through the Isnow that night so as not to attract the attention of the people at the asylum.  By some meads or another, Dr. Bargap ;tot an inkling of the plot, and he went over to Strtrmrigg's to try and get his money, and to watch its pro.  gross. The blow which Sturmrigg had given Goldy stunned him. But by this time the house and the whole neighbourhood were aroused, and the husband of the housekeeper, old as he was, dragged Goldy from the burning room. They did not recover the body of Murkroyd Sturmrigg until the frost vanished. It was much disfigured. Jane vanished entirely from the scene, and was never again seen. Barbara's suspicions proved correct. It was ultimately proved that Sturmrigg, had a wife living when he led her to the altar. It chanced that an uncle of her's had years before left her some money, sufficient for her to live upon, on the condition that she was unmarried at a certain age. Legally she was still a spinster and duly inherited her small fortune. Surrounded by kind friends, her spirit grew tamer, and she became a kind, and very pcpular lady. It is almost needless to say that Kissie, and Goldy, and Marcus, spent one of the happiest of