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April 10, 1874.
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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.