VTSi&LY HS-XrtLD; ?LAiTSiIOJra NErfU'KA OC'IOB. il 2, 1890
.TIE 0CTDR00W
A. MTOIIT OF SLAVERY DAYS,
BY MISS M. E. BKADDON.
CHAPTER XIII.
I LAS CRAIG was
rinbc la his con
jecture. Paul
Lisimon went
straight from the
lawyer's office to
the Villa Mora
qultos. It was there,
and in the eyes of
her ho bo doarly
lovoil, and of the
haughty benefac
tor of his youth,
that the young
Mexican was eager to did prove the lyln
accusation brought ajuinst hirn.
A TiriEy !
His proud ftplrit revolted ht the very
thought of tho hae nature of tlie crlrao
of which ho was accused. Theft the
most ooaUmptible, petty theft a theft
upon the employer who hud trusted him !
Ho found Cam Mia within doors, and.
In the preaenoe of Pauline Coral, told her
the story of his wrongs.
The lovely ere of the Spanish girl
flashed with Indignant fire.
"We always hated thi man, Craig, by
instinct, Paul," she said; "that instinct
did not deceive us."
Pauline Coral appeared to sympathize
sincerely with the lovers, and expres-iod
the utmost contempt for Silas Craig.
While Paul wm stated by Camillia,
her hand clasped In his, her largo black
eyea bathed tn tears, yet liied con tid
ing ty to his face, the sound of the foot
steps of several men was heard upon the
stairoaie without, and Don Juan Mora
qultos entered the apartment, followed
by SUaa Craig.
The brow of the Spaniard was dark
with passion, but beneath tho red eye
brows of the lawyer, there sparkled the
light of malice acd cunning.
"Release tho hand of that man,
Camillla M oraqultoa !" exclaimed Don
Joan, with suppressed furv, as he so
held Ms daughter and faul. Ll-lmon
seated side by side ; "release his hand,
or never again dare to call me father 1"
The Townj? girl raised her eves to the
face ot tho Spaniard, and mot hik angry
gaze with a glance of calm defiance.
"Why should I take my hand from
hla7 she said, calmly; "we have been
playfellow, companions, and friends
from childhood. You have seo our
hands locked together often ere today :
why do you wish to part us now?"
Though the voiee of the Spanish girl
was calm and unfaltering, and although
she mot her father's gaze without one
qulrer ot her snowy eyelids, her slender
form trembled with emoftoo as she
spoke.
"Shall I tell ' you why?" asked her
father.
"Yes ; I wait to learn."
"Because Paul Lisimon, the man
wheso boyhood has been spent beneath
this roof, whose education has been
shared with you, who has ever been
treated as a son, rather than as a de
pendant, that man la a thief !"
Had Cam 1 Hi a been unprepared for this
accusation, the blew might for a mo
ment, hare paralyzed hev. But she had
heard all from Paul's own lips, and she
was prepared for the wont.
"Ha la bo thief I" she exclaimed,
proudly; "were he that, he would not
have oome hither to seek for sympathy
from Camillla Karaqultos."
"Deluded girl, ho nae been discovered
In an act of daring robbery robbery
which fa most contemptible, being allied
to treachery of the basest nature. He
was trusted and ha betrayed his trust."
Tho lip ox tfce Spanish girl curled with
unutterable sown.
Trusted F she exclaimed, "treated,
did yon sal Fataer, I ask yen by all
your gnewiMco ox manama, by your
falbh In NatnrVs aareat Index, the human
countenance, la that tho man to trust
any living oreaiure?"
She pointed to Silas Craig as 6he spoke,
and the lawyer quailed beneath her
flashing glance. For a moment he
shrank book abashed and powerless to
reply to tho Spanish girl s disdainful
words, then recovering himself with an
effort, he said, with an assumed air of
meekness :
"Donna Camillla is pleased to bo
severe. Wo lawyers aro certainly not
over-trusting in our fellowmen we aro
too often deceived; but I thought I
might safely trust the protege of Don
Juan Moraqultos. I did not think to
find him a thief."
"Liar!" oried Paul Lisimon. "Das
tard! You know that I am no thief.
You know the base plot which has been
planned by you from what motive I
know not for my destruction. Now
that all ia past, I can see the base
scheme from the very first. Your pre
tended confidonee ; your desire that I
should remain alone in your oflico to re
ceive a sum of money which you might
have as well received yourself; your
trusting m with tho key of which, you
say, you have no duplicate ; your simu
lated friendship, and your affeotod sur
prise this morning upon missing the
casket containing the money ; all these
are so many links in the chain of infamy
which you have woven around me ; but
through all I defy you. The money was
taken from the oilice by no common rob
ber ; it was removed cither by you, or
by an agent In your employ."
"The inner ofiice has but one door,"
answered Sila Craig, "you possessed the
only key of that door nay, more, the
mulatto boy, Marcus, slept in the clurk's
office, and must have' heard anybody,
who attempted to enter the inner cham
ber. Heaven knows," ejaculated Silas,
sanctimoniously, "how much grief I feci
at the discovery of such baseness in the
ndoptod son of my most respected client ;
but guilt such as yours must not, for the
benefit of society, go unpunished."
Paul Lisimon turned from him with a
gesture of loathing, and addressed him
self to Don Juan.
"You hear this man," he said, "you
hear him, yet you surely do not believe
one word he utters. Look in his face,
on which 'liar' is branded in unmistak
able characters, by the hand of Heaven ;
and then believe im if you can. My
patron, my benefactor, friend and pro
tector of my otherwise friendless youth,
has a.ny one action of my life, since I
have shared tho shelter of your roof, and
eaten your bread has any one action of
my life given you reason to believe me
the base and guilty wretch this man
would have you think me? Speak, I im
plore you."
- The young Mexican waited with
clasped hands for Don Juan's reply. The
Spaniard coldly averted his face. It
seemed as if he, too, shrank from meet
ing uiat noble countenance.
"Clreumstanoes speak too plainly, Mr.
UsUaoeV he said ; "facts are inooxttro-
vrftMo i fv m.rm aimiaw tW wnrd-
r
and they force me to believe."
"They force you to believe that the
man, who has boon reared beneath your
own protection, has been guilty of an act
worttiy of one of the ewell-mofesmon, or
experienced burglars of New Orleans.
Odo word more, Don Juan Moraqultos
it U the last with which I shall trouble
you."
"I listen," replied tho Spaniard.
"I appeal to you by the m?oiury of tho
dea by the memory or nun who was
more than a father to me by tho mem
ory of the last hour of Don Tomaso
OrWelll."
It seemed as If the sound of this name
struck upon the most sensitive chord in
the nature of the haughty Spaniard, no
started as if he had been shot, and drop
ping into a chair that stood near him
buried his laco in his hands. Silas Craig
lifted his eyes with a glance of pious
horror.
"This is horrible !" he exclaimed: "the
guilty wretch dares to call upon the namo
of the dead, dates to wound hla noble
benofactor's sensitive heart. VThy delay
any longer to reason with this hypocrite?
tho officers of justice are without, let
them at onoe to their duty."
Silas Craig opened the door of the
apartment as he sjxke, and beckoned to
three men who were waiting on the stair
case. "Tho police 1" exolalmed Paul.
"Yes; they wave a warrant for yon?
arrest," replied Silas Craig. "You have
carried it with a very high hand, Mr.
Paul LtniinoQ, but you will sleep in jail
to-night."
The young Mexican did not ooodoscend
to answer this speech, but, turning to
Don Juaa, he said with quint dignity
"Since tbl.s man's acouatlon appears
to you stronger than my declaration of
innooenoo, I cannot blame you, sir, in
believing him. I fre-oly own that the
chain of evidence forged again3t me is a
damning one, but sooner or later, the
day will come when I will shatter that
chain, link by link, and provo yonder
wretch the basest of hU kind. In the
meantime, I would but awk one favor of
you. I have papers and letters in my
own room, whloh are of priceless value to
me, suffer me to gather thosw together
before they convey mo te prison.
Don Juan had not once lifted Ms head
since tho mention of hl brother-Ln-law's
name. He relied to Paul's request. In
a broken vole
"Let him take the papers he speaks
of," ho answered, "I will be responsible
for him."
The principal police offloer bowed. "I
will accompany you to your rooms, Mr.
Lisimon," ho said, "and remain with yon
whilo you ooliect those papere,"
"Father, father 1' exolalmed Camillla
"can you suffer this oan you allow the
companion of my youth to bo sent to Jail
as a ooenmoa felon?"
"Ho caeiita no other fate," replied Don
Juan; "ho has proved himself unworthy
tho oamo of an honest man."
"He has not done eo," cried Camillla; j
ne is innocent J
"What leads you to believe in hiB inno
cence?" "My own Instinct," replied tho fearless
girl.
Agaln the brow of Don Juan grew dark
j with fury.
"Your own instinct I" ho exxclakned;
"beware, girl, do not force me to bo-
liove you have another reason for thus
, defending this man. Do not com pel mo
I to despise you !"
I While this conversation was passing
j between father and daughter. Paul Lisi
I mon and the .offloer proceeded to the
J Mexican's apartment, whloh was situ
ated, as the reader la awam, upea the
j upper fleer ot VUia Haroqultos ; but the
j Spaniard's elegaet abode was only ele
j vaUd one story above the ground floor,
. so that the room occupied by Paul was
: not tn reality more than eighteen feet
j above tho garden, Into which it looked,
j The police ffleer allowed his prisoner
into the room, and seated himself near
, the door, while Paul unlocked his desk
; and examined its contents,
j The payees whloh he wished to secure
; wre a few brief noeas that had been
j written to him, at different periods, by
j Camillla Moraqultos. The yonag girl hail
, often slipped a few lfoes of affectionate
I encouragement into ber lover's hand at
a time when the lynx eyes ef strangers
1 prevented- their exchanging a word,
i Paul Lisimon knew that, brief as these
i letters were, they contained quite enough
' to betray tho secret of the levers, and to
' draw down upon Camillia all the terrors
' of a father's wrath.
' He secured tho little packet with a rlb
j bon which the Spanish girl had onoe worn
j in her hair, and thrusting the packet into
I nis bveo:n, prepared to accompany the
office::.
i As they were about leaving the apart
: ment, a low rap sounded upon the panel
; of the door.
j The person who thus demanded ad-
mittanoe was the French governess, Pau
; line Corel.
i "Let me speak to your prisoner alone
; if only for a few moments?" she said,
j pleadingly, and with all the fascination
peculiar to her manner, "lot me speak to
him. monsieur, I implore !"
"Y-!i -ie welcome to speak to him,
ma.l-.ioi-eiie," replied the officer, "but
I re. r t i tell you that whatever you
I hav to k i y, must be said, in my. pres
ence.'' ; Tkn Frenchwoman shrugged her
ahoulders with a graceful gesture,
i "That la very hard, monsieur," she
i said, looking thoughtful.
"Nay, Mademoiselle Corel," interposed
j Paul, who could not understand the
j Frenchwoman's desire to see him alone,
j "you can have nothing to say which this
man may not hear. Speak freely, I have
, no secrets."
j "But perhaps I have," answered Pau
; line, "bee, monsieur," she added, ex
! tending her piump little hand upon one
J finger of which there sparkled a superb
diamond ring, "tell me what you think
; of those diamonds."
i Paul Lisimon started, for he recog
i nized the ring. It was one he had often
seen Cauiiliia wear.
The French governess had been sent
to him then by the devoted girl?
"They are magnificent stones, are they
not, monsieur?'' repeated Pauline, still
addressing the officer.
"They are, mademoiselle."
"The ring is worth eight hundred dol
lars, and it is yours for eight minutes'
private conversation with the prisoner."
"Impossible, mademoiselle."
"Eight hundred dollars for eight min
utes. That is at the rate of a hundred
dollars a minute."
"True, mademoiselle," replied ths
officer, "but if in those eight mlnutei
my prisoner should take it into his head
to Jump out of that window, I am a fu
load man."
I "I pledge you my honor I will makj
Co attempt to escape !" said Paul, ajp
erty.
I The offloer refloated for a few momtSt
4&d then looking eesjrenlngly lata f4
less of the young iilrrjti. he said. ts
erg ottcally, "I've MV man ft goalie
lata plodge his war &d break U ft If t!
was a bit of cracked china ; but ear pro
fession teaches us to reckon uy a Siaa
y the cut of hU phU, and X tain yoa'ro
e&rUU man, M- Ltsteoftv aaA I
cont imuK you gnnty or tnis ouTinesi
that's brought against you, so give m
the ring, mademoiselle," he added,
holding out hla sand for tho vatuabU
trinket. "I'll stop outafdo and wait
while you soy what you've got to say."
He walked out of the room and closed
the door behind him, leaving Pauline
and the Mexican trtgetbor.
"Paul LUlruoa. I came to sae you,"
said MadoaioiteUa Cor si.
"You come from Caiallllo?"
"No, I come of my own accord. That
ring is CamilUa's ; sue gave lit to mo at
my roqueft, as a bribe for your jailer."
"Noble ulrir
"Ay. noble girl P oxnlalmod th French
woman bitterly ; "feoatue she gave one
from tho cosily heape uf wi her fool
ish father bm lavislied upon her; but I,
whose brain devUod the plan, deserve
no word ot pralso."
"Pardon mtt, MadeeioiMjIo Coral, be
lieve me, I aku not uugratoful."
"Paul Llaimwn." baid PajjUne, fixing
her limpid blue eyos upon tiie faoe of the
Mexican, "you love CnmiHi Mrauito?''
"Love hor "
"Nay, why sek to dissemble? Do
you think I have not read your shallow
secret from tho very first' You sought
to blind and hoodwink me, bat I laughed
at the pitiful deception. Paul, toll me,
is this love a lasting one?"
"Since you know my secret," replied
the Mexican, "concealment is useless.
It is a lasting love otornai as yonder
blue heaven.
"Foolish boy. Then ruin and destruc
tion will track your footsteps."
"Ruin! Through my love?"
"Yea ; you have not one friend in this
house, save ker who now speaks to you.
Camillia lores you, you will answer I Yes ;
but with the fooble passion of capricious
beauty, wnicn may change with tomor
row's sun. How long tit ink you will her
love enaure wnen sno hears every crea
ture in few urioans brand you as a thief
and in grater win it outlast the hour
when she sees you placed in a criminal
dock, side by side, with tho lowest thief
in the city? Will It survive degradation
and shame? No ; Camillia Mraqnltos ia
proud, and from the hour that you leave
this house with the oiunking fetters on
your wriets, sha will despUe and hate
yon hatojyou for the very memory of her
Paul Lisimon knew the prido which
formed the leading principle io Oamillla's
character, and he felt that there might
be truth la these bitter korAs.
"Oh, Heaven." he cried, "this is In
deed terrible !"
"Hear me, Paul. It te in ray power to
save you from these fetters and thia
shame. It Is In my power to bring Silas
Craig and his bangs t? employer. Dob
Jivan Moraqui&ca, grovotlng to your feet
to eraplore yen for mercjp--te entreat
your forbearance to save toons from tho
' fate of a fkn."
I "You are mad!" exolalmed Paul,
i "What ia mercy's name , mann yon by
theee werde?"
- "Listen to mo, Paul L 14 mon, for tbes
i few minutes, bought from tite vigUanc e
' of the offloer without yoedet 6oor. aauot
, decide the fate of bi)tfi of us. Tbiraeh
: years ago, Don Tomaeo Ciiwelli expired
. In the arms ef his arothovio-law, In an
' apartment at the end of the gailery out
side this door. You have often been in
: that room."
i "I have. It is sacred te me, for rt
I was there my earliest friend breathed
his last sigh."
"That ehaakber is hung with Indian
embroidery of shells and leathers upon
leather. These hangings axe about two
feet frojn the wall, leaving an aperture
: behind large enoisgh to adoo of a slen
: der person s hiding beWad Ctte embroid
ery, on tne night or your coco lector 8
death I was eonoealed behind those
hangings."
"You, a spy?" But for what paasonf"
"Don't doubt thAt I had my raaaotk
reasons whVA at some fat&tfc time I will
reveal. Whoa X onrried tho on-lid Camil
lia to her unele's odoide I beard a few
words dropped whieh eseiSM aey curios
ity ; te gratify that 6rioiy I ooooealed
myself at eleven ! the night be
hind the hangings ot the dying man's
bedchambea. There I h2srl Tomaso
Orivolll dictate bis Knot wtftl and testa
ment to the lawyer, frflas Craig, in th
presence of your father. signature
to that will was afterward witnessed tut
two persons, one a creature of the attor
ney's, the other a dependent of Doa
Juan Momquitoe."
"But what has fell tMste do with me"
asked Paul.
"It may heve mueh to do -with you.
That nltrht I learned a secret'"
"Aseoretl"
"Yes ; and one by the aid of which 1
oan save you from aftame mm humilia
tion, and elevate you te tha proudest po
sition even your haughty spirit could de
sire. "You oan do ail this?"
"I can."
"Ami you will?"
"On one condition."
"That is"
"You renounce forever all thoughts of
Camillia Moraqultos ; and that m the
hour, when through my aid, you are ele
vated to name and fortune you make me
your wife."
"You my wife !" exolalmed Paul,
thunderstruck by the words of the
Frenchwoman.
"Yes. Is there anything eo mon
strous In the proposition? I am a few
years older than you, it is true. I have
not the Spanish b&atity of Camillia, but
flattering tongues have told me that I am
not destitute of the power to charm I
am no love-sick girl, but an ambitious
woman, with a brain to scheme and plot
a glorious future I ask no love from
you, but a share in the future to which I
can elevate you. Do you refuse my
offer?"
"I do," replied PauL "Camillia Mora
quitos may case my Imago from her
heart may Join with the rest and think
me guilty ; but, to the last, she, and she
alone, will possess ray love. Through
the deepest abyss of eitame aed degra
dation I will be true to fhe guiding star
of my life. Keep your secret, Mademoi
selle Corsi ; it can never Ce mine at the
prioo which you jpofipso.
"Fool !" eried the Frenchwoman, "you
have refused rank, name, station, and
wealth nay, more than these, revenge !
Be it so ; abide by your ehoiee. Perish
in ignorance of tho mighty secret which
I have kept for thirteen patient years,
and which will bea fortune to me If not
to you. Hot in a jafl; die m a trans
port ship ; drag out your kfe in a penal
settlement; PaulinenDorsi Las spoken for
the first and last time."
She walked to the door ef tho apart
ment, and, opening it, admitted the of
ficer. "You see," she said, "there has been
no attempt at escape." Without one
glance at PauL she descended the stair
case, and returned to tho chamber in
which she had loft heart-broken Camil
lla. . ;
That night Paul Lisimon was lodged li
tha jail daveted to toe recaption at thoso
accused ml felaay.
i
CHAPTER XIV.
CUV tl,. J..
v iuo vol y uaj
Wc following that en
b! wliloh t)wk uvunta
occurred which
we have de
scribed in the
fonrgoing chap
ter, tho Soiius
steamer started
from New Or
leans. lKld with
gay and fashiona
ble company.
It was nine
o'clouk in the morning when tho bell rang
for the starting of the veel a gorgeous
summer's day, the sky blue and cloud
loss, the Mississippi dancing in the sun
shine. Amongst the passengers on board the
boat were Augustus Horton, his sister
Adelaide, Mr. Montresor, fellas Craig
and William Boweii.
This latter pertonage had exchanged
his ragged skln-acket and1, patched cot
ton shirt for a costume which aped that
worn by the fop of New Orlian.
He followed close at the heels of Silas
Craig, to the evident annoyance of the
lawyer, who seemed, however, unable to
shake him off.
Augustus and his party were bound for
Hortonvillti, the plantation and villa of
whloh wo have already spoken, and which
was situated upon the banks of tho river,
some miles beyond that belonging to Si
las Craig.
The attorney was also bound for his
plantation, whither he was taking Wil
liam Bowen, who was henceforth to act
as his overseer.
Augustus Horton was elated at the
suocees of hU villainous plot. He had
lodged tho only rival whom ho feared in a
felon's jail ; he felt that Camillia Mora-
quitos might now be easily won ; but his
heart if th profligate who yields only
to the dictates of passion can be r,id to
have a heart was full of tho imagvi ol
Cora the Octoroon.
Just as the boat was about pushing off,
two young men stepped on board. The
first was Mori-Uner Percy, the second
Gilbert Marcrravo. th vounur emrinfir
and artist, who carried a sketch book,' in '
order, I suppose, to catch Roma of tho 1
beauties of the Mississippi banks as we
glide pat the in. i
"To tell you the truth, my dear Morti
mer, I haie far graver reasons for bing
here. I come to meet some one." j
"A laay?" j
"Yes." !
"And ber name is ?"
"Miso Cora Leslie."
"Good Heavens, my dear Gilbert, are
you in earnest? You know this girl's
history V
"I do ; and in my eyes that very history
renders her evon more sacred than a de
fenseless woman must ever be to the
mind of an honorable man. I received a
nieesage this morning from Mr. LesUe's
old slave, Toby, Informing me that his
young mistress is te come on board the
boat at tho first station, and begging me
to be there to meet hor, as she might
have need of my services."
"And you took the hint?"
"Gladly proudly.
"My dear Gilbert, I'm afraid you're
very far gone," exclaimed Mortimer,
laughing.
Adelaide Horton's heart sank as she
received tho young engineer's old saluta
tion. She felt that he despised both her
self and her brother for their conduct tc
Cora. Mrs. Montresor and Adelaide soon
withdrew to the saloon, for the sight ol
Gilbert Margrave was painful to the im
petuous girl.
The eoene on board the Selma was e
gay and animated one. In the center ol
the deok a German band was stationed,
and every now and thn some sprightly
waltz or polka sounded on the summer
air.
Close against one of the paddle-boxes
a group of eager gamblers - had seated
themselves round a card-table, and H wat
amonjrst those that Mr. TVMUiam Bowen
planted himself, while Silas Or&lg con
versed In an undertone with Augustus
Horton.
Gilbert Margrave and Mortimer Peroi
stood near the sfde of the vessel talkina
on indifferent subjects.
Presently the bell rang again, and the
sieamer stopped at the first station,
w4iloh was situated at a sfcert distance
from Gerald Leslie's plantatioa.
"Mlas Leslie knows nothing as yefe ol
the fatal truth," s!d Gilbert. "I trem
ble lest she should ever learn it."
"Then tremble for ber today on boara
this steamer," replied Mortimer, "these
people know all and they are pit&eee."
I shall be here to protect her. at the
worst; Out te-ll mo, save you any idea of
hew it was that this mulatto Toby ap
plied to me above all people?"
"The instincts of the deapiaed race are
6troag, ' answered Mertftner; "be knew,
do doubt, that you folt no uncommon in
terest in his yonng mistress. See, is not
that Miss Leslie yonder,, amongst the
passengers, dressed in black?"
It io; she is coming this way with
Toby."
"I will leave you then, my dear Gil
bert," said Mortimer, and pressing his
friend's hand, he strolled into the saloon,
Cora Leslie was pale as lily. Her
black robes seemed to inci ot..-o this al
most unearthly pallor, but they could
not take from her beauty. She advanoed
slowly, looking about her with a glance
of terror, whilo the faithful mulatto fol
lowed close at her side. Presently she
peroeived Gilbert Margrave, who silently
awaited her coming.
The crimson blii6h which suddenly
dyed her cheeK revealed how little she
had expected this meeting.
'Mr. Margrave," sVe exclaimed.
"Pardon me, Mlis Leslie," repiied the
young engineer, "if I have ventured to
make myself, without your permission,
your companion upon this journey but
the hope that I might be able to render
you some service has induced me even to
brave your displeasure."
Cora looked earnestly at Toby; the
faithful creature's eyelids fell before that
searching gaae. "Ah, Mr. Margrave,"
she said, "it was Toby who told you of
this journey?" i
"Forgive me. dear young mistress,
I thought that I was doing right."
"I am deeply affected with this proof of
your kindness, Mr. Margrave," said
Cora ; "but I regret that Toby's indiscre
tion should have imposed upon you a
task which will, as I oeliove, be useless."
"However that may be, Miss Leslie, It
Is a task which I accept with pride and
Joy."
At this moment the little group was
approached by the captain of tho Selma,
whoso sharp eyes had espied tho dark
skin of Toby amongst his aristocratic?
passengers.
"Hollao, what are you doing here,
nigger?" he exolalmed; "don't you know
your place Is at the other end of the ves
sel?" The mulatto retired without a word,
but not without a push from the indig
nant captain. ... - - .
"Poor Toby," murmured Cora, as she
followed wKh her eyes fas faltnfuj
slave, j. - - " ' --- :
"You see. Miss Leslie," said Gilbert
the oo&apaoy of Tooy .would have boas
ao piviccuoaio'yuu. ...
l onouiu nave g"uuo wun mm, ait.
Margrave. Is not my place hU? And
aua 1 uot an octoroon r"
"You know all, then?"
"Ye. Alas ! I fee that it was only Z
who was ignorant."
"A chance word from Mr. Percy re
vealed tlio secret to iao, Miss Leslie,
upon tnai very night when I nrst saw
you."
"Oh, Mr. Margrave, I do not seek to
deny my origin. See, I wear mourning'
for my mother, and my journey of today
is a fUgi imuge to her gi ave."
A coupio of chuii'4 iir Gilbert Uar
gravn wi'i unoccupied ; one of tliOKO ho
offered to Cora, and. taking the other,
seated himself by her eiUa.
A ayU) Lugb from a group on deck at
this moiiicnt arretted thoir attention.
Thin group was composed of Silas
Craig, W illiaui ltowen, and two or throe
other paungoi, ull gathered round
Augustus Horton, vtho was read
ing a paragraph aloud from a New Or
leans newspaper. Tho following were
the winL which greeted Cora's ears :
"The conduct of Mr. LetUio in daring
to foist the child of one of his slaves upon
the highest circles of society, merits tho
punishment with which ho has met. The
citizens at New Orleans have shown thfir
indignation at his oiTeusa. by abandoning
all communication with him. Gerald
Lerilio walks the streets of his native city
a stranger aud a ruined man."
"Oh, this-is infamous," exclaimed Gil
bert Marcrave ; "thut man knows that
you are heie and he reads that paragraph
on purpose to insult you. i will not en
dure It."
Ho was about to rush forward toward
Augustus Horton, but Cora caught his
arm In her slender hands and arrested his
steps.
"For pity's sake," she cried; "for my
sake, Mr. Margrave, not one word I The
sting of the insult will be lost if un
noticed. Lt him think those cruel
words are unheard."
It was indeod as Gilbert Margrave sup
posed. Augustus knew of Cora's
presence in the boat he had seen her
with Gilbert by her side, and he was de
termined to be revenged upon her for th.
contempt with which she had treated
him.
This was the planter's love. The love
of tho profligate who 6ecks to humiliate
his victim in order that ho may subduo
her.
To Te Continued.
Locusts KiiNily Iijj-nteil.
The people of Zanzibar should stand
high for the comprehensive character of
their cuisine. Amonj other delicacies
are small monkey and fruit eating bats.
Locusts are relished by the Bedouin of
Mesopotamia and some other eastern
tribes. They are placed on strings and
eaten on journeys with bitter and un
leavened bread. The Hebrews, who
were prohibited eating many kinds of
food which our larger experience teaches
us are palatable and wholesome, as well
i as some that we do not venture to touch.
were permitted to have their fill of lo
custs. The locust is an article of diet to this
day, but only of the very poor; it is
thrown into boiling water and eaten
with salt. To live on lx;usts and wild
honey convej's a more accurate picture
of extreme poverty and frugality to a
traveler in the east than to any one else.
.Locusts, however, are not always cooked,
sometimes they are eaten fresh. They
are said to have a strong vegetable taste,
the flavor largely depending, as might
bo expected, on the plants on which
they have been feeding. Dr. Living
stone, who showed his common sense by
not leing fastidious, considered them
palatable when roasted. Scottish Re
view. A Democratic Duke.
The late Duke of Manchester, when
on his first visit to Australia, in 1879,
was entertained by the colonists in a
princely fashion. In Queensland the
weather was intensely hot, ad the duka
left his party and rcxle ahead in his shirt
sleeves (with his coat strapped before
him) and wearing a -soft felt hat. On
his arrival at thu bush public house he
found a crowd awaiting him. One
hushman. stnpin:j up to hi:n, said:
"Halloa, have you seen the duke?
Will he soon be here?"
The peer replied:
"I am the Duke of Manchester."
The bushinan surveyed his visitor,
walked around the horse, and after a
critical inspection said before the
crowd:
"Yon're no blooming duke!" Tab
leau. London Tit Bits.
A curious phenomenon is reported by
the Cnited States cwnsul at Maracaibo,
in Venezuela. Near the Rio de Orro, at
the ba-e of the Sierra of the Colombian
frontier, there is'a horizontal cavern,
which from time to time ejects huga
globules of bitumen, that explode like
bombshells with considerable noise, and
the pitch, forming a black glacier, runs
into a kind of pool or lake near the river
bank.
Trade Judgments of Literature.
The truth ia, our ideas of literature
are steeped in the colors of our trades.
Our interpretations of Shakespeare re
flect our daily lives and callings. Tha
merchant measures him as his cotton.
The judge tries him in his courts of law.
The oration of Mark Antony, far exam
pie, is to the clergyman only a funeral
discourse over a departed member of hia
flock; the politician views it merely as a
fine example of political artifice; the
rhetorician delights in the richness of its
figures; the logician scans its conclusion
in the light of its premises; the historian
notes it as marking an epoch in the an
nals of Rome, and the actor, not to say
it profanely, beholds it as a rack on
which to hang his effects of attitude and
gesture. We thus read Shakespeare in
the light of our vocations. We cannot
get away from the mental habits of our
trade or our profession. Much harder
6 till is it to break away from the spirit
of the age in which we live. Involunta
rily we invest other ages with the cus
toms of our own. James E. Murdoch in
Forum. '
The longest American railroad tunnel
is tha Hoofiao tunnel on the Fitchburg
railroad, four and three-quarter mOes;
the St. Qothard tunnel tn Europ ia nine
nilasloBS.
t. S. JuI;-a Mud l(4l!iy I'rufrtls. i
This fTirt t obtain u ircelvershioJ
I which means tli t'-inporary control o!s
i tho whole railway, generally results in it
violent t niggle In-tweea different inter4
Ht -ither to Beenrit or lii.-il lit tii 11 t.
management through tho nceiver.Hhipi
j Tho determination of whether a receiver-!
J ship is to 1m hud, and ot tho person on
I persons to 1 such receivers, lies in tlf
j c:ms gives t j tho circuit judges of tho
' United States, by transferring to them
the management and ojwrut ion of vant
railway projierties, a degree nf rcHx)iiKi
bility and patronage never originally in
tended to placed in llieir power.
The opportunities thus presented to a
court of justice fur tliH exercise of pat
ronage, the reward of friends, the selec
tion of counsel for receivers, th ap
iHiintmeiit of masters, ami thy manipu
lation and adjustment of large pecuniary
interests-, are in themselves very mucli
to be deprecated. While no scandals of
any magnitude have as yet arisen from
this power of appointment and the pat
ronage and pecuniary expenditure inci
dent thereto, it is, after all said and
done, a modern, and indeed a much mora
formidable, form of judicial property
adinini.-l ration than that which eornipt
ed the court of chancery in England in
tho exercise of its jurisdiction over tho
estates of wards in chancery.
Iu the western and southwestern dis
tricts of our circuit courts of the Unitel
States proiTtics larger in extent und
in pecuniary value than any that passed
under the control of tho English court
of chancery between 17l'0 and l'.'O in
the administration of the estates of
wards have thus passed under the con
trol of tho individual circuit judges of
the United .States. Simon Sterno in
Forum.
Wltliin the law.
"I want to be posted in do law," nail
a colored woman who called at the Ura
tiot avenue station the other day.
"Well?" replied the sergeant.
"I've got a gal."
"Yes."
"Aud she's got a beau."
"Very likely."
"1 can't abear him, an' I doa it want
him 'round d house. What co'se shall
I taker"
"Have you ever givon him a hint?"
"Lands, nah! but I jess tolu him
to
cl'ar out or I'd bust him to smash I
I
reckon that's a hint."
"But he didn't go?"
"No, sah. Now, den, I want to knovr
how fr.r I kin go an' keep widin the law.
I've talked to him, frowed water on him,
hit him wid a club, called him names,,
made de dog bite him, an' p'inted a pistil
at him, but he won't stay away. Hovr
much furder kin I go an' riot break do
law? Could I dun stan' in de yard an
mow him across de legs wid an old scytho
when he cum up in de da'k? Could do
pistil gf olf accidentally?"
When advised to try peaceful measure
she indignantly responded:
"Dat's what I did do on the very go
off. I took him by the collar an' frowed
him ober de gatel" Detroit Free Press.
Katlng Ilmnan Flesh.
The most repulsive food which human
beings could eat is man. Fortunately
cannibalism, although once very gen
eral, is now mainly confined to the most
degraded tribes of the South Sea Islands,
and to some districts of Australia and.
central Africa. Lindsay, of Pitscottie,
relates that a man, his wife and family
were bnmed to death on the east coast,
of Scotland for eating children whom,
they had stolen, and during the French,
revolution the heart of the unfortunate
Princess Lambelle was actually torn out
of her body by one of the yelling eav
ages near, taken to a restaurant and"
there cooked and eaten.
Human flesh is said not to be unpala
table, and this is confirmed by the horri
ble narrative given by Lindsay. He men
tions that as one of the girls was beinfr.
taken to execution she exclaimed r
"Wherefore chide ye with me, as if I
had committed an unworthy act? Give me
credence, and trow me, if ye had experi
ence of eating men and women's flesh ye
would never forebare it again." The
Tannese of our own day distribute hu
man flesh in little bits to their friends as
delicious morsels, and say that the flesh
of a black man is preferable to that of a
white one, for the latter tastes salt;
other cannibals hold the same. Scottish
Review.
A Practical Kxperiment.
Fledgely I have loved you, Alice,
these these two weeks! Do .you love
me in return?
Alice I do not know, Mr. Fledgely,
but we will see. In the Princess' new
book, "Love, Loving, Loved." is the
passage: "When Algernon Dunbar en
circled, as an equator, Marigold's dainty
finger with the delicate fillet of 'gold, her
heart leaped into her eyes, her soul
quivered like an aspen leaf, and then
she knew she loved him." If while you
are putting on the ring I undergo the
same sensations I will be able to an
swer your question more completely.
Jewelers' Circular.
The Kar.
No oily substance, poultice or liniment
should be put into the ear, because great
injur' is liable to be done. Warm water
is the best possible, and about the only
safe, "wash." Do not scratch the ears
with any metal; pin heads, hairpins or
ear picks should be tabooed. Do not
scream if an insect enters the ear; warn
water will drown it, and wash out tho
"remains." The ear is not nearly so
liable to injury from the intruder as
from frantic efforts to dislodge it.
Hall's Journal.
Highest Meteorological Stations.
The highest point at which regular
meteorological observations are made ia
on a 14,000 foot peak of the Peruvian.
Andes. Harvard college maintains an.
observatory in Colorado at an altitude
of but 200 feet less than the above. Thr
station on Pike's peak is pushed up 14,100
feet into the ratified atmosphere of Col -crado
also. In Europe there are but two
stations at any considerable height, they
being 10,000 and 11,000 feet respectively.
St. Louis Republic,