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Hanking as nponsier juiikiii ti Co., who will con tiiuie tu do business In the same mode and man nur as has been done hitherto, with the full assur. - auce that our course has met the approbation and thus gamed the commence oi me protue. , . , , , W. A. Ht'uNHI.ER. ' " B. K.JUNJtlN. April 10, 1874. mm A JEALOUS WOMAN'S PLOT. F OR a long time old General Johns bad hold possession of a park opposite his residence, which the authorities of Elms- wood had tried to purchase. At last a law suit which had boon long ponding, placed this portion of the estate In the possession of another, and from him it was purchased, and the publio jail erected thereon, much to tho disgust of the old General. I had heen absent from the town quite awhile, and was now on a visit to the Goncral's wife, with whom I had long been intimate. We chatted, and laughed, and lounged till the cool of that summer's day. At tea the General marie himself visible. There wore whiter hairs mingled with his grey locks, his storn eyo had sunken, his fore head high and bald, was thicklier traced with lines, and his lips were not so reso lute. You sco we are still opposite tho jail," ho remarked, and it was almost tho first thing ho said, showing that undor the healed flesh, the wound festered a littlo still. " I live in hopes yet," he added, "that my eyesore may be removed ; I havo pledg ed myself for two thousand if they will lo cate the house over on the hill and convert the ground into a publio park. I live in hopes," he repeated ; and I believe it will be done before I die, too." My chamber that night was the front room on the second story ; I did not retire till late, and the moon flooding the apart ment to its remotest recess rendered the candlelight superfluous. So beautiful was the lustre of tho night, so inky black and well detinod the shadows, that I could not think of sleep. I sat at the open window, gazing out upon the road along which I could almost see the wild flowers grow. Tho Boft masses of folinge in the distance the gloomy walls whore crime slept un easily upon its hard pallet how strangely they contrasted together! the innocence and the guilt of nature. As my eye roved from casement to casement, I funoied I Baw a white hand grasping the bars that se cured the window exactly opposito where I sat. I looked more eagerly, and soon the outlines of a figure, and then a face with flowing hair became cloudily visible. But as I fastened my whole attention upon the object, it grew more and more distinct, un til the features of a young girl, her head loaning pensively ' against the side of the frame, her eyes gazing upward, were plain ly distinguishable. For many minutes she stood thus, sometimes white and misty, and then again as palpable as if it were besido me. But gradually her arm fell down ; there was a blank at the window ; she was gone. I retired, but could not sleep for thinking of the vision whatever it was. I fancied, too, that imagination had beguiled mo into the belief that what I saw was young, oi bad some of the attributes of youth. Some old bag it undoubtedly was, experienced in drunkenness, or theft, or harlotry, whose conscience would not let ber sleep, or who possibly was contempla ting some means of escape from durance vile. In the morning I told my impression that seemed rather like a dream. Yes, you saw Alice," said Mrs. Johns, her smile vanished on the instant "poor Alice !' ' Is sho young ? Is she unfortunate? I laughed at mysolf for supposing her youth ful," I replied. " Both young and unfortunate," return ed Mrs. Johns, "and this morning we will go over there. 'Tis a sad, heart-breaking case. She is on trial for theft that is, she will be lu a month's time. They have tampered with her case strangely, but I hope in mercy. To) make her situation more distressing, she is undor engagement of marriage to a young man, supercargo of the best ship that sails from here to Eng land, and he as yet knows nothing about it. Tbey love each other tenderly, and I fear it will be almoBt a death blow to hire." But do you believo her innocent?" I asked. "As innocent as I am ; but come, sup pose we visit ber now ? I am the only person admitted to see : her,' and I am al lowed to take in friends sometimes, aud you can easily go at this hour if you wish." I need not say that I did ; we crossed the stroet, were admitted into the jail-yard, and then into the jail itsolf. Two doors wero locked upon us as we advanced, until we entered a room tolerably . furnished, where, seated at a table, sewing, sat a per son whom I recognized immediately as the vision of the preceding night Slight al most to attenuation, with colorless cheeks, grey eyes, large and very sad, a profusion of light chosnut hair, rolled back carelessly from the most perfeot and expressive brow I ever saw, she soemed to me at the first glance an imprisoned angel ; especially as my friend, in whose judgment I had the firmest confidence, declared her belief that she was as innocent as she was herself. "You are not well, dear Alice," said Mrs.. Johns, tenderly smoothing book her hair, a sweet afleotionate way of bers. " Only a little weak," replied the young girl, smiling faintly, " But oh I" she paus ed full moment to govern ber Toice "the worst U to come." , , " Perhaps the worst is passed,my child," said Mrs. Johns, soothingly ; " never for get that the Almighty ' Is stronger than man, and who can tell by what mysterious providence be may clear you from suspi cion, and exonerate you before tho world?" " Oh ! God help me 1" quivered the pale lips ; a few tears full, and the sowing was resumed. " Has Miss Westerly been near you yet ?" naked Mrs. Johns. " No, nor my aunt, nor any one connect ed with the house ; have you seen Bello, lately?" " No, nor do I want to prefldious, cruel girl !" " Why, Mrs. Johns, you do not think you surely do not think " she did not finish the sentence, but sat bending for ward, her hand pressed the tablo till the delioate cords stood out, her eyes wildly dilating, hor lips apart. " I think your cousin knows all about it ; she was cunning as an infant, deceitful as a child ; she is as deep and deccptivo a woman as her antecedents presaged." " Oil I Mrs. Johns, what could be her motive ? She so beautiful ! with luxury surrounding her, an heiress, and I only a poor orphan, with hitherto an unspotted name. I cannot suspect her ; I cannot think sho would do so deadly a wrong." My friond bent forward and whispered in her ear. The fair girl crimsoned, neck, hands, brow, then hiding hor face, . I thought she wept. When she lifted her head hor strength seemed gone, and she said, as if with an effort, "I did think that, sometimes ; she was so strange whenever he came. Oh 1 Mrs. Johns, if God would but take me to himself! It seems as if I could not bear this dreadful, unmerited disgrace." She burst into tears and sobbed violently. I walked away to anothor part of tho room ; I was sorry I had come, for my heart beat painfully at the sight of sorrow so real, so agonizing ; and I longed, in some way, to exonerate her from this vile charge. While I stood at the grated window, the samo at which I had seeu her tho night before, I heard my dear friend soothing hor with ber own soft voice and gentle words, till she became more quiet. "And if it should be so," said Mrs. Johns, " when your friend arrives, it will in some manner be cleared up ; he may find important testimony. I am sure he will feel unbounded confidence in your in tegrity, a man like De Witt Dalston is not swayed lrke a reed either by good or ill fortune. Put your trust and faith in God who is able to save unto the uttermost." " Oh 1 I am all wonder to know how any one could accuse that sweet girl of crime 1" was my first exclamation, as we loft the gloomy precincts of . the jail. "Her very face is an index of integrity ; I shan't sleep for thinking of it while I am bora. An orphan too ! no mother to weep with her no father to vindicate her ; I wonder how she can live, guiltless though she is." ' I had rather be there, my head pillow ed within a cell, than to lie on the costly down on which ber cousin dreams, for I think she is at the bottom of the whole af fair. I have no doubt but that sho ob tained false keys, and placed the bank-bills and jewelry in her cousin's trunk. She was always a plotter, a spoiled, neglected child, who never scrupled to lie and dis simulate ; and now with ber passions full grown, she would stoop to the meanest treachery." " But what could be her motive ?" I ask ed, as Mrs. Johns ceased speaking. " Love for this young supercargo who is engaged to Alice. He was a frequent vis itor in the family, after the innocent, art loss child went there. Alice was ostensibly one of the family in her uncle's house, but she fully earned her living ; she was a slave at the needle and kept in the back ground as much as possible. De Witt saw in ber the woman he wanted for a wife, and before he left port, six months ago, Alice was engaged to him. lie had been gone three months when the valuable jewels and bank-notes were missing. The time was well chosen ; Alice was ready to go on a Journey, some thirty miles away, to visit another uncle a farmer. All the house was searched one morning ; suspi clon fell upon one servant after another, and Belle Westerly confessed, with great trepidation and many tears, as if the words were wrung from her, that she had found one of the bank-bills in her cousin's travel ing-dress that morning. An ofUcer was in attendance, and there, concealed with the greatest care, between the lining of the trunk were many ' bank-bills, a rich neck lace, an old-fashioned diamond brooch of great value, and some lesser jewels. The poor child for a few moments completely lost her reason, so stunning was the stroke ; and though tho family made 'some faint show of hushing up the affair, tbey allowed the delicate girl to be carried to this jail, where he has been three mouths awaiting trial, Now my only hope is in De Witt Dalston see there stands a carriage at the gate if he baa indeed come back I" I turned as we entered Mrs. Johns' yard ; Alice stood at the baired window with clasped bands and wild eyes. , . " The gentloman . has got borne as was going to marry the poor girl yonder, whispered the servaut who waited upon the door. We hurried iuto the green-room. A young man stood with hUJujJj toward us, gazing earnestly at a picture. He turn ed a dark, handsome face, heaving the marks of severe agitation, met my view. He pressed his lips firmly together, but said nothing as he silontly took the proffer ed hand of my friend then after a moment of violent Bolf-control, he exclaimed, "This is torrible news ! terrible news to meet me when I expected so much happiness." " We have just come from Alice," said Mrs. Johns. "It is a base lio !" he thundered, pas sionately, with quivering lips, as if he had not listened a base lio ! to accuse that sweet girl of thoft a conspiracy ; and I'll sift it to the bottom, no matter who is im plicated, so help me heaven!' and ho brought his hands together with a clap that startled 'I wont first to Mr. Westerly's," bo said, speaking slowly, after his excitement had in a manner worn off. "Belle met me well, I hardly know how there was such fawning, such flattcrly. I asked after Alice ; Bhe seemed embarrassed, but finally told me the story and I wonder heaven did not strike her dead 1 I know hpw they have treated Alice !" ho exclamied, rising again and walking hurriedly back and forth ; " I saw it long ago the dear, meek angel ! I knew what was in Belle Wes terly's heart ; it is no egotism in me now to say that sho has tried her best to entrap me, and this was her last resort great heaven I the ruin of a helpless orphan ! great heaven I the crushing of a. mother less, fatherless dependent. I can't bear it, Mrs. Johns it unmans me ;" and he sat down again with his hands clasped about bis forehead perhaps to hide the tears. 'What will you do?" ventured Mrs. Johns, extremely alarmed at this strong excitement. " Do I move heaven and earth but what I punish the person who has dared to im plicate my betrothed wifo in a theft of this base character," his voice sank; "and I told Bello Westerly so. Oh 1 you should have seen her cheek blanch as I Bpoko ; said I, ' Belle, somebody has done this foul thing to serve their own hellish pur sose ;' you see my soul was fired ; I could not use tame language and then I added, Belle Westerly, if you had known or even thought her guilty, for your own honor and that of your family, tho whole thing would bave been kept in eternal silence ; but to send your own cousin to the com mon jail ! among thieves and pick-pock ets, and harlots and gallows-birds a poor, timid, frail girl of seventeen years a mere child, yet, whom you feel in your own hoart is as pure as heaven I want no other evidence of hor innocence.' The girl trembled gasped, grew like a sheet in ber paleness. 1 don't know how I looked, but on hor forehead I read guilt ; Alice Bteal ! Alice Bteal ! good God ! the imputation drives me almost mad." 'I So much for living opposite tho jail," muttered Gen. Johns, who met me as I left the room, unable to bear tho Bight of a strong man in anguish" we've had these scenes before." " Why don't you move into some other part of the city?" I ventured. "Move !" he cried, striking the banister with his cane, "I'd Bee them all rot first ; do you know they want to make this the warden's house ! these rooms where my father's feet have trod I'd see them all " He broke off abruptly, without the oath bis passion prompted, and, with a flush on his face, hurried along the passage. "Turk as you are, in your obstinacy," thought I, you have conquered yourself." Let me finish the story in another way. When De Witt Dalston left the home of the Westerly, Belle sank, white, motion- s, and with staring eyes, upon the loungo. For a long while she sat thus, overwhelmed with the anguish of a guilty conscience, and terrified by tho accusations which the young man had hurled upon her head. Excited as she was, it seemed to her that he knew all ; that he bad seen ber going, with stealthy tread, and face full of horror, to the chamber where hor cousin slept the sleep of love and innocence ; that he had seen her in her undress, with her bare feet and dishevelled locks, her hand shad ing the flame of the lamp, ber eyes glaring with the blank stare of guilt over at the bed now creeping now standing still now lifting the little key from the pocket of the bumble traveling dress, fitting it to the lock, turning it starting and shivering at the sound, and holding ber breath lest another heard opening the coxer rip ping the lining, forcing a package down, re-arranging a few neat garments so as to bide the spot locking tho lid again with shaking band placing the key back, with money and a ring never once turning her ashy face to the unconscious slutnberer then snatching the lamp, almost flying out of the room across the passage, and cower ing a heap of guilt in the centre of ber silk en draped couch. To stupor succeeded the ravings of pas sion. Bhe leaped like a tiger to ber feet, and threw herself against tho wall, stamp ing, striking , her forehead, breathing convulsively, flinging ber carefully braided locks in wild confusion over her face, aud, with smothered shrieks aud cries, giving way to the fierceness that consumed her. At that moment the door opened her mother entered, flushed from a walk, and stopped in dire amazement, exclaiming, "Belle, Belle, what is it?" ' "Oh ! nothing," returned the girl, with quivering lips, and catching her hair up she wound it carelessly over hor brow. "Nothiug, only I had a ringing head-ache; it is better now," and, humming an air lightly, she left tho room, aud proceeded to her chamber. Her face had grown deadly pale. A rnarblo smoothness and polish rested on the brow, and the eyes were glassy. The rigid outlines of the lip and chin told of some resolute determina tion, fraught with evil. She passed on to her toilet tablo, took therefrom a small vial, gasped as she gazed, and whispering, "Betteithis than utter ruin," closed hor eyes, and d.Mncd its contents. The day of ti.a trial dawned without a cloud. Mrs. Johns and myself went early to the jail, in the hope of imparting some degree of strength and comfort to the gentle Alice. We found her standing dreamily, with clasped bands, and lips from which every vestige of color had fled. Bhe turned away ns we entered, and lifted both hands to her forehead. "I shall certainly die before tho trial begins," bIio said, looking wanly at my friend. " You cannot think how strange ly I feel." ' Courage, my doar girl ; don't give up yet I " The words failed, the voice broke down, and there was silent weeping and a breaking heart in that gloomy jail room. I was leaning on the window-sill, full of anguish, when I beard the voice of prayer. I turned ; Mrs. Johns was on her knees, lifting her folded hands and stream ing eyes to heaven. "Oh! thou God of the orphan," she supplicated " Thou who hast promised to be a father to the father less, bend down thine car to our cry. Look on this afflicted one, thou mighty God strengthen her to bear the great trial now before hor ; or, if it be thy will, interpose thy mighty arm to save her from this ter rible sorrow." There was a noise without, a confusion of voices. My friend arose from her posture of prayer, and placed her arm about the slight figure of the sinking girl. A key turned in the lock, the door flew open, and Do Witt Dalston, with one bound, caught his betrothed to his bosom, shouting, " Saved ! saved ! My precious bride oh! thank God ! thank God ! Good heavens t I havo killed hor ;" he cried, in the same breath, for she had fainted in his arms. " Let mo attend to her she is overcome with joy ; I was looking for this deliver ance ;" murmured my friend, applying re storatives to the passive form. "As soon as sho revives we will take ber over to my house, and you shall tell us how it has happened." As Belle Westerly lay senseless on the floor, two of her fashionable friends called. Her waiting-maid, receiving their cards, hurried up to call her mistress. The door was ajar the form of Belle was just dis cernible from without. "lias Bhe fallen asleep !" thought the girl. Entering, she went toward her ; ber face was pallid, her hair dishevelled, her arms flung over her head. The fearful shriek rang out on the air "Miss Belle is dead!" Medical aid was summoned, and, after a few hours of fearful suspense, animation was restored. Fovcr and delirium ensued, and then a ' season of prostration that threatened her life. As soon as she could command her reason, the guilty girl prayed to make restitution, but hor mother, more haughty and heartless even than herself, mock ed at her entreaties, and commanded ber to keop silence. Night and morning was she watched that she might not bring disgrace on the fami ly. But one day, as she appeared to sleep, she overheard a soft voice asking the doe tor if be thought she would recover, and, in a low, but decided toue, be answered, "No." "Dootor doctor oh! help me to do one good thing bofore I die," sho cried. " The hollow, unearthly voice bcought the wondering physician to ber bedside ; it is too late to prevent her now. She saw the full horror of hor coming doom if she died as she was, and, clinging to his grasp, she exclaimed, hurriedly : "My cousin Alice is innocent ; It was I who put the jewels in her trunk, and the money too. God be merciful to me !" Let me draw a veil over the touching In terviews that followed the burning tears of remorse and penitence tho purely worldly agony of the mother that the truth must be made public ; the forgiveness of De Witt Dalston, the tearful meeting of Bell and her cousin the one stricken to the tomb through the wantonness of her own sin, the other blanched and trembling, agonizing in ber innocent heart for the ' suffering and the dying, yet thanking God that He had appeared for ber deliverance. Not many day after, a ooffin stood in the halls of that proud family, and the victim of ber misguided passion lay wltnin, white aa her .shroud, but peaceful in ex- 1resion, for she bad not died without lope. It was borne to the costly grave on the bill-side, and laid , within, the first oc cupant of the family vault. The sunshine streamed over tho narrow floor a they took the last leave with longing eyes, and kissed the coffin, soon to be shut from mortal sight. Mrs. Westerly, unable to bear her overwhelming disgrace, moved from the town, and secluded herself from all society. Alice married De Witt Dal ston, and Immediately accompanied ber husband to England, that she might, in other scene, and for a period, forget the anguish and misery, caused by a jealoua woman' plot.
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