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Proprietor.
MIRIAM.
Tie Romance of HeatherlelEli Hal
By Man da L. Crocker.
Coptriobt, lsev.
CHA ITER I.
ray feet she
i uuuk, mis paic,
awect woman, clod
in the aufrgestive
black crape. The
ilarli folds lie softly
atrtujat the Blender
throat La a caressing
manner, and thry
remind me, as I liK'it
t her, of a pair of
dimpled, baby arms,
that never more will
chug to the proud
nt-ek.
r' VJj-v; jJ',r- Hi
v-jrv
Oh! ye: and more than that memory is
hidden within the folds of that black frown.
Th.-re Is a triple atory of bereavement and
. f ancuisb of soul keener than that felt for
t he uead, but, as yet, I do not know it quite
She is a mystery to me, and I fail to com
prehend her many times, although I know
'r history to bo crowded with incidenta
..id and tragical.
Thu aftenifspi. sun comes thronrt the lat
M. ( in hri.'ht poUt-n bars, and falls lovingly
'in her dark hair, revea.mfr to me that it is
nut realty bla. k, as 1 had thoiiirt.L, but of a
...ep brown color, but sho Is cot couscious
of tlio sunshine.
Tho soeut of tho fragrant roses comes up
from the little ;.rdeu below, with the
bri'ath of curuatiot.s and violets growing
n i atiful tin-re, but hrr sojl is abut against
ail Hut is beautiful iu u-iture to-Uay.
Sua is no strange ami lives within her-st-lf,
in sui-U an at mo-.phrr. of dexp sorrow,
that I have never booa ub!e to penetr-.ite it
and understand the heart throbbing out its
exi-Uetu w to t!ie n.usi. of its xiirpe.
I would love to talk freely to her this
afiernoon, but am at a loss to 'know how to
i'.'Kiu. 1 am, at U-st, a jur comforter: my
h.-art is sympath.-tii- emnii;li. but its enuv
tu.ns fail me in words. Iu this, as iu manv
'tn.T things. I a:n very unfortunate, and
rhe pvxl th:it I would do is never realised.
H it finally 1 venture: "Miriam, svould you
ii joy a drive on tie beach, or al.ail it bep a
"troll in the woods to fill up this remaining
iiieisjof a tlay?''
Out there beyond the trees, and swell
in i; shoreward. Ho the blue waters of the
buy, and beyond booms the broad Atlantic.
There is a lovely drive uionir the sands, and
t ho weather is K'ruu.s, ami this is why I
orTor myself and pony pha.:lou to her, as ac
cessories of u i'.xii:ini afu-r::ooa by the
sea. Uut I have mi.sseU it a0ain, and my
sucpesrion praies uu her optional pleasure.
Slowly the jtrcuu unri t-yes are lifted to
nun') in sorrowful ti. (.ut ive, and I know I
have swept an irresponsive ch'ird.
I am answered farther by a doleful shako
cf the head ; but sj.o essays no word. Rnia'.l
need; I understand her.
Sue crunches a iettor in her hand savage
'y a letter addressed to me, yet more hers
nan mine as if to remind u;e that its cou
ents arc all she has room for in her
. iouw-hta, a ad that a drive oa the sunny
s -.tids would or.ly mock the shores of nih
to which her soul drifts this after
noon. .
Theu she (rets up as if 1 bare annoyed cr
disturbed ner by my question, wmcn 1 pre
sume I have, and trees d.nvn the walk to the
.ittie wicket openir.irout to tho clustering'
trees in front of my cottaire. The i;rcat
w hite lilies that droop either side tho way
are hardly paler than she, or mors inno
cent. The wind coming up freshly from the
water catches at her rowd, and tosses her
'onif loose curls until she shivers. Per
haps it wh!siers to her of her far away
desolate English horan which stretches out
its nrins, figuratively, and begs rr her
presence; entreats the proud, beautiful
t.ice to ahiue ouco more with.n its jrreat
manorial ha".ls. If that Is what tho winds
and waves ar savin their petition is met,
doubtless, with a cruel rebuff.
Presently sho fnmn hack to tue. but, in
stead of sitting li'iwu on the ottoman at my
f -t, as I half exps tei her to do, aueuros
the letter into my laK ki.-ses me hungrily,
whispers brokenly: "I can iiever tio it
never and .-vs-s up stairs. I make co an
tiwer ; there are no words left uie a-lequate,
neither does she liok for a reply.
I take up the letter, and although I know
it by heart I must needs run over it Marain.
It ha Come all tho wav fri.iu Hastings, that
.uut:ul city by th sea. in inerrie old
lliis.'.r.i.d. and is a all from d.-snl.v.ed
:e.t!i. rie-jjli Mauor. "Io I know audit of
riin.i'ii 1'eriuvn! Fairfax? If sp, ti'iins of
ln-f v i t Im tlmnWfnlly re.eied TUeerand
1.1 hall is wai'iuif at tu-r disposal, as the
.'.e.i'.h 4 f jsir Kiijwrt I'eivival atid his writ
ten request li-up s her the S'.io U lTalee." 1
am not allowed to answer the 1. ti r; Miri
uiii will not have it no. and He:itherlcij.'h i
iiotliii.tf to me. Of course I have toM her
sln had bs tttr u'o, but with a look rf horror
..i thosxi haunt in ir eyes of here, she has re-fu-ed
eniphaticaiiy, as whimpering with
wl.itelips ahe tells me that ahe "h.Ur her
Hiieeslral halls," ai.d "that I have so idea
what I ask of her."'
tVihups I tlou't, and the deep aversion
rni.'.;ii:i; in her soul toward her birthplace
comes hissiejr through tho wh.te teeth, and
effectually suencea me in protrstingfurther.
She came to me two years no, sad and
sorrowing, f mm the n ;y ua.ic jrraves of
husband mid cli.ld. Keii.eii.ln-r." shetiaiJ
to mo (nice, ""that my husband ai.d sfmaleep
where the sliado-.vs vf fiea'Lerii i-'j fall not
on them. Iy po- r, brav o ArU.nr co'il-i not
rest well if th' V d.d, and my lit? le c ne has
for trot ten. en h:s drea:::!e.a pillow, the
curse that turned turn away from its nia.e.
Uiclivo doors."
I h ive not questioned her, reeardintr her
sorrows and grievances as too sacredly her
own for my intrusive inquiries, and she has
only revealed that which she chooses to tell.
Bat she is the daughter of my dea.i
friend, and therefore I open my arms, and
receive the Ceso-tc, heart-br .uien woman
into my home and heart. I Sutter myself,
too, that her sorrows hare been somewhat
m.tigateU through my efforts. She Is
ehewrful, even, aometinies aa we stroll in
the fields, or wander off among the rasped
hills where tho Wild heatherbeU and bar
berry grow.
One time in particular ! remember, asFI
sit holding the crumpled letter, a scene
that with her face comes back to me, as
beautiful dreams come sometimes across
our days of care.
We had waudered up the hills, and were
sitting at the foot of a tree, resting. Our
baskets lea.uo us were filled with the red
frnitcftho barberry, and wreathed with
ferns and gayly colored leaves. In the dis
tance shone the t'lue wa'crs of the bay,
and above us bea'ued the cloudless sky,
while tho breezo dallied here and there,
hiutiug of a sterner season.
Miriam leaned her sunny head against the
mossy trunk, and sat looking fur off over
the shimmering waters in the quiet dis
tance, and a look of almost happiness
came into the perfect face. I sat watchitig
her, wrapt in admiration, and hoping that
the dawning of brighter hours had come.
Sheturned to.me with animation, saying:
"This is pleasant ;so pleasant and peaceful 1"
and I was glad to answer: "Yon.'1
That was last year, nud since then the
fluctuating tides of peaco and disquietude
have run so uf teu into a sea of counter cur
rents, ebbing and flowiug over that first
great hope, tl.ut 1 am not certain ol any
H IS A FKXIM1H WHOM TM
TKUTH
E BENS BURG. PA., FRIDAY. FEBRUARY 15.
thing permanent.
1 hesitated a great deal before giving her
the missive, thinking that perhaps it might
not bo conducive of any pood, but after all
I have done so.and regretted it immediately
afterward. I fold up the letter now, wish
ing something had happened to it be
fore it reached its destination, or that I had
had discretion enough to have foreseen the
consequences, and had committed it to the
grate, as I might Lave done, seeing it was
addressed to me.
While I am indulging thus in self -condemnation
she comes down stairs, calm
enough outwardly, the glossy hair freshly
brushed, and I doubt not the tar-staius
bathed carefully off the placid face, so as
not to grieve me. Hhe comes forward and
takes my hands in her two hot ones, looks
pleadingly into my face, and makes a
stransre request, a request that sends the
blood surging bek to my heart, leaving mv
cheeks blanched. I am aware, for she
pauses, looks troubled and doubtivo, and
hesitates. But finally she has lini.i.ed, and
I Lave promised to grant her dcs.re, al
though in ten minutes after she has kissep
me thankfully and settled down on the
shadow-flecked steps with a great sigh of
relief I regret having done so.
She knows it is my iutet.t to visit a rela
tive living in the suburbs of Hastings,
shortly, and she has asked me "while there,
take a little run o er beyond Fairlight, and
Visit IleatiitrleigU. Hut that isn't the
strange part of her request, thousrh it is all
surprising. She looked me calmly in tho
eyes and asked me to "bring her portrait
away from the fated gallery with me."
How on earth am I to accomplish thisl
At first it seems easy cuou-h to me, but
on reSection the undertaking grows slu
pend'Ais, and borders on the impossible. I
sit very still, revolving the request in my
tnhid, and every moment its magnitude is
intensified. But I made no siirii, and she
sits with clashed hands, gaz.ug out at the
water, fully confident that I will be able to
fulfil! rr.y promise, and 1 haven't the courage
to undeceive hr.
So we sit out the piece of a dav talking
some but thinking more until ttie'sun goes
d-wn behind the hills, and the ahadows
grow lontrer and dei.sT over the carna
tions and ri se, and reach out darkly for
the gleaming Batinof the liiies which they
envelop later.
X.ir-ne. my little maid of all work, rings
the tea bell merrily, then peeps through the
bl.nds to see where we are. Having seen
us, her bright eyes disapjiear. and I know
sue has flown to her kin-.-dom to keep "the
lay pr,,pvr hot"' until we put in an appear
ance, which w. do shortly.
Miriam I always say simply Miriam
looks satisfied oiu-e mors. 1 divine the rea
son; she has settled the letter question
posi-n ely in the Ui-vaUve, or rather I have
determined it for her k y my rash promise.
Hut how I am to heard "the IXugias iu
his hull"' is more than I know, end obtain
the elegant portrait of the daughter of the
house, because I u:u not to reveal her where
abouts it is her request.
Miriam thinks, however, that I am thu
one B'l-pr.werful eouatiou of her life, and
si-s over there sipping her tea in full con
fidence, while I choke down my dessert,
measure my powers with a broken reed and
transform my cigus to cipners.
The day of my departure arrives. Over
airainst its fa.r, pro'i.:s:::g skies falls a
sha low. I dread to leave Miriam. I would
so love to take her with me, but the laws of
the Modes and Persians are not more irrev
ocable than Miriam s nay. She is to stay
herein the cottage at Hay view, and see
after my affairs, while I am to go and en
joy myself. As if I could te,,y my visit
with that gigantic undertaking supple
mented on like a thing of eviL
If Heatherleigh was still in its halcyou
days, as when I once visited within its
doors, how d.fferently I 8liould feel about
this matter; but I understand evil influ
ences lurk in its long, dark halls, an !
march through its desolate corridor since
Sir Ilupert's demise.
This is one reason why my little tour
comes to me, in the prospective, like a
nightmare, and I feel a terror of it all creep
ing into my bravest moments.
These reports coming to me by letter oc
casionally 1 havo never reveaicd to Miriam,
which now is one thing I am thankful for,
as I have not frightened her by any thing
said to me and kept her away thereby.
1 am positive, too, that she knows noth
ing of these tlin.gs, as she gets no news
from nierrie old England. Ths, to me, is
one ray t.f relief.
Hut I am ready, so is my luggage, and I
must bid good-bye to Hayview and Miriam.
Sue cl:ugs to me, pale and sorrowful, but
tti. ro is a wi'ul, eager questioning iu ho
eves as f-he lays Ler tear-wet cheek attains
mine. Instinctively, I know fcke is thiukiri;
of my promise, and I say, impulsively: I
will bring your portrait, dear." I don't
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She flings her arms around my neck at this,
and sobs out her gra'itude, releases nie,
nl I am gme.
The fi ieods with whom I Intended to sail
meet rue at the p.er, and ail is well so far.
There is au eaer tre-ul of passougers, a
business ar iu the movements of tho crew,
a ratt'.itig t'f cliains, a settling here and
there, and the goo-i ship Lady Clare weigh
anchor and we are on our voyage.
The starting gives me a feeling of cour
age Uiat 1 never dreamed of, and I stoutly
rcsc've that, come what may, Heaioier
leigh s mysteries will not intimidate me.
No; I will walk undaunted in its uucanny
shadows, ai.d hold converse, if necessary,
with its spiritual occuuits. And, more
than ail else, I should doubtless find
some who would and could be only too
glad to give me the history of the hall and
recount to me in detail the sad, tragic story
of Miriam.
To be sure, I have already an abbreviated
account, a synopsis of the leading events of
both, through Miriam and others, but this,
my intended visit, should round tip the
whole.
This is why, I tell mvself, I have under
taken this journey, although the sunny face
of my cousin Gladys, in her far-away En
glish home, pops up to mental vision, and
claims its share in the visit to be.
Ah! yes, dainty little Cousin Gladys,
whose fair bluo eyes first saw the day in
the dreamy light of the poetical Cstswold
hills in the very heart of merrie old En
gland, and who fought my "going to
Haraerica" to live, was expecting me.
She was to-day, doubtless, anting in her
vine-covered porch overlooking suburban
HastinfT, aud gazing seaward, wondering
the while when '"Attie, who lived in
Hamerica, would harrive." With this
thought I gather myself together and seek
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I am in the suburbs of Hastings, where
the delicious and invigorating sea breezes
wander over the hills and whisper down the
green lanes.
Cousin Gladys' little cottage is a verita
ble paradise to my quiet-loving soul.
Perched away tip here on a height and
nestling in its wealth of blossoming creep
ers, it seems a very sweet haven of all 1 de
sire. In me distance I can get a glimpse
of the sea, and West Cliff and a bird's-eye
view of High Wickham, but it is the pict
uresque beauty and blessed content of the
bright fields and green hedgerows that
please me most.
Above the distant downs a few fleecy
clouds hover, then drifrlazi'y out over the
sea and fade into the infinitesimal. 1 sit
down on the porch, over which the ivy runs
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in profusion, with a sigh of satisfaction,
and presently cousin Gladys joins me for
a chat.
We talk of many things, over which falls
the glamour of Auld Lan' Syne, and by the
time Fhe excuses herself to see after the
late d.uner, I have had a goodly number of
pleasait, and not a few unpleasant, reminis
cences of suburban Hastings.
My friends of the voyage are sieving with
relatives near Eoolesiourne, and are
pleased to notify me by put tuut they are
going farther into the country, and desire
my company.
This I can not do, as I am 'bound for the
hall," in the language, but not the spirit, of
Tennyson. While thinking e.f my friends,
however. I lau'h a lilt 1, uut end v.-'th a sigh,
as bright Miss Stanley come to view. I
presume ehe has entirely forgotten her
trinutation on Doara trie Lmy Clare, and
her habit of being "addicted to the l,wL"
Luckily, I am not a victim of sea sickness,
aii'J wniie Miss Siaaley lay prot e iu her
state-room, I was on deck enjoying the fine
weather which we were fortunate enough
to have nearly u.l tho way over.
My cousin keeps her open carriage and
drives a great deal, and as driving happens
to bo my penchant also, a goodly share of
our visiting is done on wheels. We drove
dpvvn to the beach several times and while l
away the hours of the long, dreamy after
noons amid tho sea breezes and sun bourns.
The ships, "wiiile wincred and free;"tne
cliffs, seamed and scarred, and abov o them
the Downs, never grow old or comnion
p'ace. But Ileatherleigh! The very name makes
me forget the rt se-hue for the rue and the
shadows, and my superabundance of cour
age, coming as if by inspiration on board
the Lady Care, I find has diminished con
siderably. Nevertheless, 1 vow to the trellised vines
at my elbow that I am not afraid of any
thing in all Eugiand, which wild affirma
tion. I am persuaded, sounds more like
bragadocio than bravery.
There are several fine old places between
Hastings proper and the country side flank
ing Hea'.herMgh, Chace. Some of these
atately residences have quite imposing
facades, and others, h:?h ivy-wreathed ga
bles, wh.lo a number, in their eletrauce, put
you in mind of t .e days c f King Arthur.
But there are bits of sorrowful tradition
und legendary lore ccanected with an occa
sional grand old structure calculated V
liiiike one stand in i. we of their environs.
Sirauge fatality marks many an old hall,
und Heatherioi; u, as I Lear, boasts of one
of the most tr:'.c; 'a!.
In the giaJsju.e days when she and I
Juunj, I krew the fair bride of the
Percival house. She was a high-born En
glish girl, whose sweet eyes first saw the
light in a beautiful villa near Birmingham.
I can imayine Ler flue face ra-liant with
happy existence as the welcome of IJeather
leinii'a grand old doors filiated around her.
Ah I yes; i can see her, vivacious, regal
and glad.
After she became Lady Percival our
paths diverged, of course, but I often won
der to myself why Lor refined soul went
out to me so unreservedly In those days,
vV-n I was but a cottier's daughter.
"Affinity of soul," Gladys says. Perhap
she is right, for it is said" that sublime re
lationship recognizes no barrier of circum
stance. Lady Percival was supremely happy dur
iur: my visit at tne hall, at least, but then it
was the first year of her married life, and
every one is supposed to i.d the niatri
mou.al alliance pleasant enough for that
length of time. Hut I never had the pleas
ure of seeing xny friend after I parted from
her at thd end of tlie Ion.1? avenae of eUas,
where she put her "jeweiod arms about my
neck and badn ino 4cmi) again. "
It was this side of that affectionate leave
taking that all the beauty aud sweetness
faded from Lady Percival' s life and the
curaes fell. I shudder involuntarily aa I
call to mind the story of the estrange
ment, broken hearts, crape, tears aad male
diction. There comes a sense of suffocation and
dimness of vision as I go back across the
intervening yciira, calling up the meaories
binding me to the dead.
Crrai nas ben eal saveral
yturs, aad t!ie proud Miriam was orphaned
a decade later by the decease of the austsre
father, ai.d last male descendant of the
Percival house. After his tragical end the
spiritual manifestations began, which have
been a source of mysterious speculation ever
since to those acquainted with the detailed
d.sclo-ires.
To-icorrow I shall set out for the Hail,
which I only remember for its elegance as a
fit setting for the almost divine beauty of
my dear dead friend, as I call her to mind.
Yes, I shall know for myself if these un
canny tales be true. One bright gleam of
hope in regard to my vn-it of commission
is that the old housekeeper, Peggy Clark
son and her husband, are yctoccupyingthe
servants' quarters at the Hall. I remember
her odd but honest visage, and if she re
members me as kindly as I uo her, I shall
be well taken care of, at any rate. She was
onoe very fond of me as "me Leudy's guest,"
and I am in hope concerning Miriam's por
trait. Poor Miriam, in the far-away cottage at
Bayviewl I fancy she is promenading sor
rowfully and alone, among tho late lilies,
and thinking of me.
I am back again in Cousin G lady's bright
little cottage home. I have been several
miles into the country since I sat in this
vine-covered porch and listened to the re
citaiof couu try-side episodes. And I have
met with such strange experiences, and
listened to such a blood-curdling story, that
I am half persuaded I h vo lost my i-'en-tity.
Some way 1 feel like crying out 'with
tho old dame who took a nap m the King's
highway: "Lauk a mercy, 'tis none of I."
We do sometimes have adventures that
leave us in doubt a to our individuality,
and to say that I am just waking tip from
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make.
Yes, I have been there; the fine portrait
of Miriam hanging in the little drawing
room yonder, and which Gladys admires
very much, is a silent but magnificent
sponsor, not to be gain saved by any means.
And now, as my domestic cousin is elbow
deep in the brewing business this fine morn-
j ing, let me sit here, where the roses liave
1 all fallen off and been s-.vept away by the
1 autumn winds, and tell you the story of
iieatherieigh. I will, however, preface I he
story proper by a description of my visit aud
the appearance of the Hall as it now stands,
j knowing, as I do, that my friend's tradition,
I history and experiences would be unsatis
1 faetorily given without it.
It is fitting that tho roses have fallen, and
that the scurrying breeze tosses the dry al
der lcaveaintomy lap. It all murmurs with
the tone of the legend, voicing a volume of
titterness. Aud the old housekeeper told
me, too, that was why my Borrowing friend
over the sea was called M.riaai. Because
her lot was one of d'jstiued woe tho chris
tening was Miriam bitterness. I confess
that such things rising before us bring the
question of Hamlet out in vivid coloring, as
we watch the merciless wheel of fortune
crush out tho beauty and joy of life f r
some, when the fault lies generations back.
CHAPTER rn.
The tall black chimneys stood out against
the gray October sky like ghostly silhou
ettes, and the evening breeze swept i-round
the lonely old structure when I arrived at
the Hall. The heavy shadows were trailing
over the neglected grounds and settling
themselves in scores of uncanny nooks, and
I shivered with a nervous dread as I put
my hand on the great brass knocker of the
western wing the servant' quarters and
waited for admittance.
Heatherleiirh Hall stand desolated. The
building itaelf, a atupendous, roomy affair of
red brick, with great festoons cf the native
English ivy wreathing tho durk gables, and
running over a goodly portion of the front,
relieving the frowning severity of the
weather-beaten and time-worn colonnade.
Three great yew trees, black as the
shades of death, hover o .-er the extrema
western wing, and I imagined trie evns of
the Hall concentrated their forces in the
heavy brunches in tne nours or sunsnine,
and stalked forth from their gloomy tops at
niUt on their mission of tei ror.
The hallways aro wide, duep and dark,
au'i tho ponderous doors of heavy oak
clanged ominously after me as I slipped
from one apartment to another in awe of
the mystery.
Yes; I found there was a cruel legend
connected with this once grand old place,
which, for two centuries or more, sheltered
beneath it ample roof-tree the descend
ants of the proud, hot-heaaed Percival
house. But, under the influence of au an
cestral malediction, they had dwindled
down and scattered abroad, leaving tho old
Hall with but few iumates. finally Sir
Itupert and his daughter being tho last le
gitimate occupants.
Sir Rupert, after the death of his wife.
lived hero alone in the great house with his
ill-fated daughter, keeping but a few serv
ants out of tho grand retinue of former
years.
The fewer there were about him the bet
ter Sir Uu pert was satisfied. As to being
happy, or even half-way joyous, he was
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never after that stroke of sorrowful fort
;:..e known V be; for all pleasure went
out into a blank solitude with the flight of
Lady Percival's g entle spirit.
The merry-makers and social visitors who,
in Lady Percival's time, thronireil the hith
erto convivial at tnosphero of Heatherleigh,
railnally dropped off after her demise,
never again to enter the hall as welcome
guests. Every th ug changed at the Hal:
under the master s regime, untii. in time,
not a solilary visitor dune to cheer or
break tho silent monotony of its desolation.
Sir Rupert was given to morose and n.el
ancholy days, aud it was no wonder, under
his spell, and grew to be an inhospitable
o.d gentleman who, iu his seventieth year,
had come to even dislike a merry face.
Miriam had but few associates or visit
ors that she dared entertain at the Hail on
this account; and und'-r the innueuce of
such distasteful solitude she grew taciturn
and sorrowful. The shadows of her un
favorable abode told on her, aud ail the
vivacity and freshness of her young life
seemed degenerating into passionless ex
istence in the f rigi.iity of the HalL
No wonder; even the sorvHuls became
glum after the sunshine of Lady Percival's
heart went out from their day, and they
moved silently or with smothered grumble
in their respective grooves, under the chill
ing influence of Sir Rupert's unsociable
rign.
But there came a time, as it comes to all.
whether their lines be sad or joyous, a
break in the home life of the pale silent
daughter.
This change happened to Miriam when
the tide of time set to the strange, joyless
shores cf the fatality that decreed the
shutting of the doors of Heatherleigh
against her, leaving her to drift, away in
sorrow's mists from its grandeur forever.
What had befallen her uulu. ky relatives
had at last fallen Willi vengeful haud on
the pale, proud daughter of Luo Frcivals.
We sat and talked of her, in the dull
gloaming of the autumn night so b-.'fittlug
her history, and listened to the fitful gusts
of the angry elements sweeping around
the Hall. By u I mean the old housekeeper
and her husband, who were still occupying
the servants' quarters, as I bad rightly
heard. It was in accordance with Sir Ru
pert's wishes that this faithful couple still
kept their rooms in the west wing, and oc
casionally showed curious visitors over the
main building. In the absence of visitants
the Hall was kept locked, aud the supersti
tious old pair never intruded on its dismal
silence alone.
These two old servants, I soon found,
were very much devoted to the memory of
their dead mistress and the long-lost
daughter. When I heard their lamenta
tions for the "young mistress," aud beheld
their tears, I was tempted to disclose her
whereabouts to the sorrowing twain, but
on reflection I remembered ahe would never
return as they desired, nor hold con verso
with any one witnla the environs of her
birth-place, and as she was virtually dead
to them 1 might as well hold my peace.
But when the conversation turned on Sir
Rupert, they had but littie to offer iu his be
half ; although their toues were reject ful
enough, I could see they had not forgiven
him for the merciless doings of an unuatural
father.
"You must show me the hall and tell me
the 6tory," I said, aa we sat around tho
cheerful wood fire kindled in the grei.t
chimney that filled up nearly one whole end
cf the ai'ai'tmeut. This rovm w at, so clie v.r-
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ful and pleasant m the glamour of the fire
light, as I looked about mo and enjoyod its
coziness, that 1 could not clearly connect us
genial air with the huge, shadowy pile 1
had viewed with such distrust from the
outside; somehotv it seemed impossible and
I said as much to my entertainers.
"Oh! iudado, an' it's your own swate self
that knows nothing about this ghostly ould
place; no, nothing at ail."
Pct'gy turned her chair around quickly
and faced me with this exclamatory burst
of Hibernian elocution because I hud vent
ured, I presume, to throw a snadowof douot
on the superstitious stories rife about
Heatherleigh.
Facing me, she looked as much like a gen
uine gaost as I ever care to see, in her
broad, white, ruffled cap and snowy vau-
flyire, Illumined, so to spean, Dy tne Koen
light of her wioe-opon blue eyes.
"No, perhaps not," I acquiesced, "but you
must take me over the hail, tell me of the
spiritual visitors, and then I may under
stand it better."
"That Oi will, me Leddy, in the daytoime,
whm the spirits rest an' there be no fears
ov bothenn' ye's Oi'U show you the gloomy
ould apartments."
"Spirits never bother nu," I answered,
bravely. But my courageous and daring
sentence did not fall on Peggy's oars very
kindly, I found, for she grow excited at
once. Hitching her chair closer to mine,
and putting her shaky hand on my arm in
solemn warning, she broke forth:
"Me Leddy, an' it's yerself that'll pay for
yerwild apaches this noightin this awful
place. An' yo's niver lived at Hayihurleigu
naythur; an' niver hearn o' the mastbur
walkin' an' waikin' ail the long, ghostly
noight until the coek-crowin'. No, ye's
civer hearn tell o' the loikes o' that!"
"Howly mother'"' she began again, let
ting go my arm and dropping into an atti
tude of resignation, "an' the masthur was
a terrible man, an' outen his head for the
most part o' the time long to'ard the last
An' to this day, me Leddy, his rUUiss SDint
' be a rovm' through the great room., arid
repmun- uv oi nis iiiraiomentuvtne proud
henrted childer. Obi save us, a-worryin'
and repintin' yet"
After this burst of the determined old
housekeeper 1 gave in and let her have her
own way on the spirit question. I saw at
once that it pleased the two oil servnr.ts
exceedingly to think that lW-gy had con
verted mo to their belief in spiritual mani
festaUous, so I Consented by my alienee
and let them believe us they chose. They
litlie imagined I mil.tbe convinced against
my will. 1 was not permitted to enter the
main building that night, of course not
'The masthur moight be a-waik.n","' Peggy
expia.ned, with drawn brow and confiden
tial tone.
"I should suppose that you would not
dare 1 ve here at all if Sir Rupert is so
res.Icss. Are y ou not afraii!" I said, when
I found I was refused an evening g.lmpse
into tho ha.l proper.
"Och.no," t xciaimed Peggy ; "we niver
bother with his parto' the Establishment,
an' he's too much ov a glutleman to inter
the servants' dingy rooms."
I laughed at her view of the matter and
began to suspect that there was no spirit
about Heatherleigh that waudered at night
and dubhed by the inmates Sir Rupert.
My room was made ready for me in the
win aud adjoining that of the old couple,
for which 1 feu tuaukful. After such a
vivid recountal as I had heard that even
ing, I felt it a privi!e-'o to be near a fellow
mortal iu the midnight watches. After re
tiring, I found that my nerves were ail un
strung and I could scarcely close my eyes.
Sleep I could not.
Tick-lock, tick-tock, went the great brass
x-'ipjck in IVsrgy's room, and every vibration
ciioed iu isj weary head. Ifoncird I could
ht'arthe tread of ghostly feet ou the rocf
overhead, and felt certain that the tireless
fset of Sir Rupert had stepped dowa and
out of the deathly shadows of tne dark,
dank yews and were now on tho repintin'
promenuxie.
Alas! if I had but known just what I was
fated to experience under the Heatherleigh
gables, I shoaid have died of fria'Lt bolero
auuthor day had dawned!
CHAPTER IV.
The next morning, however, my latent
courage came forward, and in the btnue of
day I laughed at my trepidation of the pre
vious night. Of course I prcvar.eated to
some extent to Peggy, by replying in the
affirmative wnea sho afked uie if I reste,:
welt
After our late breakfast she conducted
me through the siieut, shadowy hallways
up till dark, lonely stair-cases, through tic
hollou'-cch.iit.g corridors, and into t!c.
most important apartments of the hull.
Tho rooti. 8 were just as Hi Rupert lef;
them, t'.e housekeeper said, wit h t he excep.
ti in, of course, of grow ing old from lieg-lec'
nud the accun.uhiti.in of dust, which wn
ruining the si. ken curtains, damask hang
iurs and oticc bright lined carpets. "It i
?uch a pity." I s.:id to Pegity, "that thest
must be doomed to desolate decay."
"Yis," the auswe e-.i. Rs I rau invhano
over the narrow go.l-strlped aud gray siu
m or the Upholstered f -.ruiture, and found
it full Cfru.iu.vus brci'lt?. "Oh! yis, bu
wLo'sag iin' To dust this foine furniture foi
nothin', inn'rnn, but only to see the ex
quoisitc pattici us!''
I did not reply to her negative quest ion.
for I knew she was right , and I could but
have said, "no one." at best.
"There was taste here," I said, looking
about Pie. nnd making a note of the refine
ment in detail lunguaeed forth in tho fault
hiss appointment of each stately-looking,
bill silent apartment.
"Ahtyes;un' tho misthress had illig.mt
taste to oe shurc, ma'am, an' the loikes
o' her was not to be found in many a day's
roide."
Aft-r ascending two flights of stairs wc
came to Sir Rupert's apartments.
"Away off up here, to be 'out o' the way ov
the rabble.' ho said," prefaced Clarkson as
she put her hand on tho door-handle.
This suite of ripouis overlooked the park
andaonee bautiful lawn. And I caught
glimpses of an artificial lake iu tho diMauo
stretcLiug its shining length beyond t!i.
lawn and around the park like a silver
crescent.
"All ov these were perfectly illigant in
their del ught f ul and palmy days," Poguy
roid with a sigh, as she shook the dust from
the curtains aud interpreted my far-away-gaze.
I parted the crimson silk hangings as I
stood in the deep double window, with its
narrow panes catching the afternoon glow,
and looked long and sileutly away over the
deserted park, where tho brown loaves
J went fccurry ing hither and thither iu the
j autuu-n wiud. Tueu my c es rested ence
lipjie oil tne uri.ii,.. ai lane, aud asvxec,
sad memory came ouck to me; tho memory
of a row on its clear surfuce once, with
Lady Percival, in fairer days, a d tho
brightness of that care-freo and happy
hour eauie back iike a wave of light, oniy
to reuder the dexolate transformation of the
.present almost unnearaMo. 1 ahuddered
aiid g.anced att'larason as I clutched tlif?
silkeu folds of fading crimson and turned
away.
"An' do ye's moiude ov the illigant days
gone by, ma'am'" questioned she, divining
tne cause of my ill-conoen'.ed emotion.
"Yes, Ciurkson, I mind." I answered,
dropping tho folds of the curtain, which
seemed to burn into u.y hand, ard corning
down the dreary years to Sir Rupert's last
lonely days.
"Ioubiless he stood here, gazing out, per
haps, and breathing maledictions on the
rabble' beiow; or did he unbosom his ven
geance on the head of luckless guests!" I
aa.d, inquiringly, to Peggy, who had left
the window and had gone over to a curious
ly -inlaid cabinet on tho opposite side of the
room.
But she vouchsafed no replv, simply mak
ing the sign .f the cress and'lookii.g super-si-.tiousiy
around the room. Then, as if to
avoid c.y gaze, she dropped her eyes to tho
tesseiaied rug al her feet.
After spending the groatorpart of tho
day on tho upper floors, speculating and
ureaming in the long-silent rooms end
boUow-ecnomg cornuors, we came to tne
main staircase, lealing down to the central
had below. We had gone up -stairs fro:
the first floor by a sort of wiu.ling stairs,
oi emng out of the cheery-iookuig breakla-t
room. This room, tho only ready pleasant
apartment to my mmd in the Hall, had iu
share of tragical memories also, after all its
solicited air.
But t'j return to the main staircase, witt
its heavy shiniiiT balustrade of polished
oak, to which we had CuDiu. The Hi. men .
we set foot on the first step, in descenU.r.g.
Clarkson tr.aue the sign of tho cross, and,
turning to n.e, wiusoercd balf-audibly:
"This is the idrnttejii floifht of straps the
master dcscii;u..-d just afore he foil ai.u
died a' strugg.i:i" iu ttio hall!"
"Indeed 1" I ejaculated, fooling as if I
were oose ou the pro rrsed uivstcry as I
followed ou down tho ' idintical lloignt." -
Once in tho spacirtts central hall, Peggy
moved tragiciy aS;,,e. and pointing to a
door at the left, continued in her stage
whisper to in .Kc fu: tn-:r dovoiopmontj bx
sa.vmg: "An ahure, I'la'am, the sna.ihu'r
was trying to raehe that saino do-r when
he fell right here." pointing t a purti -ular
piaco on the mosaic work of tho fl.xr,
'an' ho died, puir n.au, 'taout iver knowin
ov acy ov us."
Sue ended with a deep sigh and moc
doleful shake of her white cap-ruffles; am.
had my littie stock ofcouragc given out, she,
d iubi less, iv.-.ull Lave frig.ituned tho l.fe
out of inc with t,t r t.-ange witc'a-liko move
ments and uj siorious tirs.
"Let go iu mere," I said, presently,
pointing to tee door at the left which the
hands of tho expiring Sir Rupert failed to
reach.
"1 hurdly belave yo know what ye arc
atliin' ov n.e, me Leddy. Faith, ma'am, bu
that's tho diirawiu'-room, where the dead
marCliur lay 1"
"No lu.tter," I answered, calmly enough,
"he isn't thero now."
' Oiip.o not so shure ov it, ma'am; the
spirit ov-'uu, ye know." Sho look d at in
a ci.-i!.:it and then cntmued : "Oilue wi-i-iu'
to show you toe dhru wi u g-room, i.ia'arn,
but it s getun? to be tay-toime, au', ut this
toiino ov day. y must remiuibor, it's
moichty elo, i,,y .,; there."
"U e:i,'' sa.il 1. beginning to grow uneasy
mytif, "to miji rov.' vviil Jo as well '
To l-f CfiUhficd.'
COTTON MILL SCENES.
Proceaae Etuplojext to fonrert Haw Cot
ton Into 1'rlnie Sheeting.
The c-otvon used is lought at various
Southern points. It arrives here in care.
On its arrival the bales, which contain
about 500 pounds -HCii of cotton, are put
in a building adjoining th" picker room;
this is called the mixing room. The
cotton is first run through the willow,
where a numlicr of toothed cylinders,
revolving 2,500 revolutions a minute, ro
movH most of the dust. It next goe
through a fine picker whero still more
dust is removed, then it goes through
the finishing picker whore it i-. rolled up
into laps. This machine is ie,rulat-d by
an ingenious governor so thit th laps
aro of uniform size. Hiolapsof cvttan
pass on to the card room wht r the fiber
is disentangled, brushed anl combed,
then it is deposited in beautiful flexes
on an endless belt, which conducts it
to tho railway Lead, where the straight
ened fiber is contracted into a
narrow ribbon and is deposited
in a revolving can ready for the next
process. Tho cards which straighten
the flbrj of the cotton areclo'hod with
a ni-odie-'poia'.cd wire wLieU, aro kept
sharp, ?ir,H' ground bv an automatic
grinder, a machin wiich has j-ieldc d
its inventor a govl many dollars. The
grinder is attached to a card in the
morning and by niht has it ground
sharp. From tho railway head the cot
ton goes to the drawing frames, and
when it has passed through two of them
the twelve htrands have, been nit-rged
into ono. Automatic fingers stop thoee
machines on the treakajro .if any one of
tho htrands. It next visits the coarse
speeder which very swiftly winds in on
bobbins, and then the line upeoior which
twists together two etraad'.- from tUe
coarse speeder. Ono hail of tiio cotton
from tho pc(-di is goes to the sinnin,;
mules, whore r.-iiid revo' vit-.i? -pindlco
twists it into thread, v.-irdi it into a cop
ready for tho weaver. The other half tots
to tl. 6 el Lt en spinning framfs wberO it
is spun on bobbins ready for the spoolers,
tiio girls woiking at the sp-vjlers run
tLo thread tiff of tiio bobbins on to largo
spools. Three hundred and Mx'y of
these spools are plard in a warper and
with a whirl art- roads to take their
pla'.o on a largo beam, sir of these
beams are next taken to the s-lasbor, a
machine that was built in Ili-irland and
imported to this coun'ry. When tho
threapi is passing through the i-lasher it
is treated to boiling March, which is
called sizing. After passing through
tho bizing it emerges from the t-lasher
onto a beam on yard wide, which, when
filled, holds 2.100 threads, each 40 yarda
Ion,.-. The" are then harnessed by band,
making a complete warp ready for the
loom. These beams aro then taken to
the weave room, where there are loi
looms making a deafening noise weav
ing into the warp the c.ip thrt id from
the spinning mules. From the loom the
cloth goe to the finishing-rootn from
there to the fold'T, and after being
stamped, weighed and bailed we now
have tho finished sheeting. Des iloiuea
(la.) KegisU-r.
IVize-fij-htor'b second (cautiously j
"Don't Ihi too coutdciit. llo ctiu't
bit as Lurd us yon can, but he's cIhh ic
full of tricks. Hoa Kot u -reat lioad
on lam." I'tiilist (measuring Lis
auUigonist with hiax.;. e) "Jle'il Lao
a creator oi.e wlit-n I've . do:o
I ith him. I"ra going to atsiit nature
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