The Staffordshire and Potteries Examiner. — 1880-09-25 (Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire, England)

CHAPTER %XXIV. REUNITED.  It did indeod seem as if his lordship could not live a month. Although he was able after a while to leave his room, and even on warm sunny days to go into the grounds to get the fresh air, yet he daily grew weaker, and the good doctor did not encourage them to hope anything for the future. He made no complaint, and did not even express a wish to live longer, although he did once say, with a deep-drawn sigh of regret : " Cltra, I should like to die at Montague." It was a very warm, sunny day, Bo warm that it i had mewed oppressive n the house, and she had had a servant wheel him out upon the lawn, where she had been reading to him, when he interrupted her as above. _ .  "Do not speak of dying, my lord," she replied, softly adding : "And we will return to England just as soon as you are able to bear the journey." "That will never be, Clara. I shall never see England again." And ahe fully believed with him that he would not.  After a while he spoke again, and his voice was tremulous and husky: "You will find that other grave, Clara, and have her laid close by my side at Montague." "Everything shall be 113 you desire," she forced nerself to reply calmly, though there was a strange terror in her heart to hoar him talk thus.  "I should not rest well if we did not all lie together—my two fair-haired Alicesand I. My heart aches whenever I think of that lonely grave in the cold shadow of the dreary mountains." Why would he never cease babbling upon that diAgreeable subject was her inward thought, but she only wiped a tear of sympathy from her cheek. "And, Clara, leave her rooms, her books, and all her little treasure, just as they are. I cannot bear to have other hands touch them."  "Yes, it shall be just as you wish." "How bright her presence used to make those grand old room!! And how dull and gloomy everything was after she went away. Oh, my darling, my darling! I did not know what I was doing when I drove yon to that fearful thing, from which your whole Bold revolted."  llis voice died away in a passionate wail, and be reached out his trembling arms, as if he longed to gather her within them once again, while a look of infinite tenderness swept over his withered face. Clara could boar the torture of it no longer; every word was like a hot iron searing into her very seal; every look and tone seemed to proclaim her his murderess ; and rising from her seat, she made some excuse to go into the house a moment, hoping he would forget the theme before her return. Much as she wished to get out of his sight for a moment with her guilty conscience, she yet hesitated about leaving him alone. She glanced back when she entered the villa, but she could not see him—he was hidden by a group of fancifully trimmed evergreens. „ ,  "Surety no harm can come to him, and I will not stay but a moment; I could bear it no longer," sho said, with a frowning brow, while a *ladder crept through her frame.  Sea;ce a breath of air was stirring, and it seemed as soft and balmy as a June day. The birds were singing merrily and flitting from bough to bough among the evergreens behind him, while the sun batW him in its genial light. i', co4tipard),  In the lee bitm.ry celunto a few days ago—re• jetting two persons deceased in their 70th year‘there were twenty persons who had died over 70 ; the greatest ages attained Lein r 92, 90, 89, 88, 86, 81, 81, 80. 'rhe average ago of these twenty persona is 791 years. A few days ago the ketch James and Sarah, belonging to the port of Bridgewater, suddenly four. deied oft tie (lore Sands, near Burnham, and the crew, ioael,ting of William Sharman (the captain), his brother, and an unmarried man, name unknown, were all drowned.  The number of suicides in New York has been so large recently that a coroner's jury has recommended that in every case of suicide or supi, ,:oci suicide an autopsy shall be held after the body hit., been exposed at the Blargue for at lout twenty-foul consecutive hours.