Year: 1874

1t pains me much to write what


feel I must to you, of our love, whlc
dawned at Eton. Dear Frank, 20
have and always will have my love
my first love, but | can never be you
wife. Could you, would you MARI
the sister of a gambler? This / an
; my father, broken down by the sham
of the disgraceful actions Of his onl
son, ended his own life. My mothe
soon followed him, broken hearted
and I wait only to follow them. Yes
|. Dear Frank, my clouded life woul
only bring you sorrow, and I canno
ruin your bright future by linking i
to mine, much as / love you. Blu
this l will say. If at the end OF tw'
years, you have not ceased to love me
have not found one with whom yo,
can be more happy, and if I hav'
learned to forget in some measure th'
dark past, then dear Frank come t.
me, and you shall find the old love
still warm in your Tilly's heart. Ii
making this promise I ask one from
you, and that is, that you do not write
me or seek communication with me il
any way till the end of the two years
for it will only open afresh the wount
l would heal. And now praying ever
that God vii love and bless you, say
farewell.


Your LOVING TILLY.


The two years were up and Frank
Worthen, with his heart ever faithful
to the old love, had started on the
same train for Creston-the house of
Tilly-in which Fred Raymond and his
base tools had taken passage for the
scene of their plot, Hearing their
loud talk he had listened to it and in
stead Of changing cars at the juno
tion for Creston had followed them,
with the result which we have seen,
little knowing the relation which the
principle actor bore to his betrothed.
Will she forgive him for bringing her
misguided brother to iustice' Does
her lover remain true to her?


Great was the excitement in D.
on the morning after the tragedy just
mentioned, and little groups If men
could be seen on every corner discus
sing the horrible affair, and the proba-
BILE perpetrators. Some having seen a
strange man around town for several
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leave the train the night before who
was anxiously enquiring for Mr..
Yields and had noticed he bore a
similar expression of countenance, and
that he shuned the light, and of course
he was the man.


Mr.. Weld, was found by his neigh,
bors whom Frank had called in, to all
appearance dead, but by untiring eff
forts of the family physician he was
restored to consciousness. He often
called for Edith but thought the rea-
son she did not come was that she
could not bear the sight of him as he
was. They dared not tell him the
whole truth. Charlie had not yet re-
turned to consciousness the deadly
blow which Dick Garland's slung shot
dealt him had done its work well.


But let us follow Edith. She was
lodged in the best room Sibbs estab
lishment afforded, which was mean G
nough compared with the elegance
and comfort she was so cruelty drag
ged from. She was calm and COM
posed, for she knew into whose hands
she had fallen, and that brave heart
alone could save her As she was sit
ting in that lonely room, engaged by
her melancholy thoughts the door
opened and Fred Raymond entered.
Unmindful of the looks of disgust and
scorn which she turned upon him he
said:


"Well, Miss Edith, how do you find
yourself this morning! Do you feel
equal to another little scene this morn
ing. You know l told you on our ar
rival that you should be my bride ere
another sunset, and two o'clock is the
hour at which the minister will be
here. As it now lacks but two hours
of that time, perhaps it would be a
good plan for you to prepare yourself.
You are fully in my power and as no
one on earth can hinder me makiug
my wife at the appointed time. You
need have no hope Of rescue, for your
friends could not get here IN time,
even if they knew where to come.
"Au reuoir."


zone moment, Mr.. Raymond"


ooh! then you have found your
tongue, have you Well, what is it 7"


ooh! for mercys sake spare me.
Fred Raymond, from worse then
death you have sister, my dearest
friend think of her as am; think
Of the consequence to yourself You