TILE TIMES, NEW BLOOM FIELD, l'A., MAY 7, 1878. . J M. i ... fur Tht ninomnplil Times. A SINGULAR FRAUD. CONTINUED. TF HE felt any annoyance he never 1 showed it. Mr. Waldron Is one of those nelf-poiBed men that preserve their equanimity under ail clrcuumtanoes. Besides he hail the free spending of the income of the estate; what more could lie desire y And then he prospered In hUHlnesg havlug plenty of capital at his hack. If any ever doubted John Wald ron ' love for his wife they must have had their doubts dispelled when Mrs. Waldron, two years after her father's death, wilful as ever, attended a ball too thinly clud for the weather, caught a violent cold, which brought on a gallop, ing consumption, and the . physician pronounced . her case hopeless. Her husband's grief was most heartrending. He watched her night and day, heedless of rest or food, until he whs nearly worn to a skeleton, and when she died, as she did in a week they carried him out of the room in a dead faint. He struggled out for the funeral, and then took to his bed, and it was six months before lie began to look like himself agnln. , Then, as if a fatality shadowed the house, the little girl fell sick, and it was soon reported that she was dangerous. You ought to have seen the distant relatives flock around for if she died, they would take all, leaving Mr. Waldron nothing." " Yes, I see," said the sailor, smiling with a serenity rather out of keeping with the solemnity of the narrative he w as listening to. The shopman, however, intent upon big story, did not perceive this. "Fortunately," he continued, "the child did not die; though the doctor gave her up at night, in the morning he was surprised to find a sudden and great change in her, and in a week she was running about the house as brisk as a bee. The sickness affected her brain for a while, and she was quite light-headed. Indeed, one of the servants told me she appeared to be quite another child alto gether, and did not recognize those who used to pet her, and she kept con tinually crying for her mother; but that all wore off after a while, and she grew btonger and brighter every day, until she became what you now see her." Thanking the shopman for his story, the sailor threw away the stump of his cigar, and bent his steps once more to wards the Farrell estate, communing with himself as was his wont. " Let me see," he muttered, "it is now about the time that your fashionable swells take their dinner. I think I shall find Mr. John Waldron at home. Guess I'll give him a call." He reached the house entered through the ornamented iron gate strode heavi ly along the tressalated walk, up the white marble steps, and gave the bell knob a vigorous pull. " Is Mr.. Waldron at home V" he ask ed, when the door was opened. " He is," answered the servant, with a look which seemed to say "you needn't have pulled quite so hard." " Tell him a gentleman wishes to see him on very important business." The easy assurance of the sailor awed the servant into respect, so she showed him Into the parlor, and went to call Mr. Waldron. The sailor surveyed the luxuriant furnishings with a grim smile as he settled himself comfortably in an easy-chair, , " Hell come down handsomely, to stick to all this,1" he said, apostrophiz ing his own reflection in the splendid plate mirror that filled the space be tween the two windows opening upon the balcony. The door opened, and Mr. John Wal dron entered the room. Terhaps the reader may feel a little curious to know what kind of a man this Mr. John Wal dron was of whom he has heard so much. He was tall In stature, full six feet, sinewy and well-proportioned, a frame combining grace and strength with the polish of well bred society. Delicate white hands, with long taper ing fingers, a seal ring upon the little finger of the left hand a topaz. Regu lar features, a large, straight nose, square chin, and small mouth. Deep blue eyes, with juBta glint of steel in their expression a broad white fore head, and a profusion of light curly brown hair, with full beard and whis kers two shades darker In color. ' A firm self poised man, carrying dignity in every motion and compelling respect. A man to lead the masses, and one not easily turned aside from the settled pur pose of his soul. A man of wealth It was apparent in every movement. Look ing at him, you could readily under stand how he had won the heart of Lil ' lan Farrell you would wager that no womau could refuse him. There was liut one defect In his whole appearance the eye; it looked as If the man might le treacherous,' yet no one had ever found him so. The sailor who knew the world, gauged him rightly, In one comprehensive glance, as he entered the room. "A tough customer this," he mutter ed, pithily. ; " You wish to speak with mr"' ask ed Mr. Waldron, urbanely, with a cur sory look at the stranger. " I do," answered the sailor. " I know who you are, and as I do not wish to take advantage of any man, let me tell you who I am. My name is Robert Nobbles, commonly called Bob Nobbles; 'praps you never beard of me before." " I never did," answered Mr. Waldron with a smile. " What is the subject of your visit hereV"' Bcarcely to beg, I should judge from your appearance." " O, no, I've only corns to borrow,." answered Nobbles, drily. ' " To borrow I" exclaimed Mr Wal dron, in some surprise. " My good man I am neither a pawnbroker nor a usurer; aid moreover, this is ray private resi dence, and I am not in the habit of transacting business here." ' ( . . " Are you sure this is your residence,", asked Nobbles unconcernedly. , , , . Mr. Waldron colored slightly, "and his smooth forehead wrinkled into the least perceptible frown. " It Is mine to all intents and purpos es," he answered haughtily, "although it nominally belongs to my daughter Lilian. ' ' "Are you sure she is your daughter ?" asked the imperturbable NobbleB. ' Mr. Waldron started as though he had been stung. " What do you mean ?" he gasped. " Do you know the large elm tree that stands by the river's bank P" continued Nobbles in the same strain. "Do you know w hat Is buried at the foot of that tree?" Mr. Waldron grew ghastly pale ; his limbs seemed to fall him, and he sank into a chair, grasping its back convul sively with his white fingers. Nobbles surveyed him with a grim smile of sat isfaction. " Who are you, and what do you know ?" demanded Mr. Waldron, hoarse ly, of his strange visitor. " I have told you my name Is Nob bles; rated on the ship's- books as an able bodied sailor ; and now I'll tell you what I know. Strange things some times happen in this world, and one of them once happened to me. Fourteen years ago" Mr. Waldron shuddered "ah ! I see you have a good memory I was mixed up with a party that used to visit vessels in the harbor at night, and help themselves to auy trifles that might be lying around loose.' " Klver thieves!" . " Exactly. Well, one night the police chased us; our boat was captured after a long chase, but I escaped by swimming to shore, and hiding myself among some trees that grew near the water's edge. When the pursuit was over, and I had time to look about me, I discover ed that I was in the grounds belonging to some fine estate. While I was think ing how I could make my way to the road, footsteps approached, and I crouch ed behind the trunk of a tree to escape observation. Just' then, the moon, which had been obscured most of the night, broke away from the clouds and shone out brightly. By its light I saw a man approaching, carrying a spade in his right hand, and a bundle under his left arm. I thought at first it was the gardener, but the moon's light was quite strong, and I soon discovered that he wore a gentleman's dress, and not that of a laboring man. My curiosity was excited by this discovery, and I watched him closely.' He proceeded to the foot of a large elm tree, laid down the bun dle, and commenced digging a hole in the ground with the spade. He did this very hurrledlyi glancing around ner vously every time the wind rustled among the branches of the trees. When he had dug th hole deep enough to sat isfy him, he placed the bundle carefully in it, bent over it with a strange action which I could not understand then, but comprehended afterwards, and hastily shoveled back the dirt, replaced the sod carefully, and hurried away." "And you were there and saw all this '("' demanded Mr. Waldron, rest lessly. " How else could I tell it to you V" " True." " I never was so surprised at any. thing in my life. My first thought was, that some valuable jewels had thus been hid away for safety, and as I was in the appropriating line in those days, I de termined to possess them. I dug up the. turf with the large knife I carried a kind of safeguard against the police you know and scooped out the dirt with my hands, trembling all the while in my eagerness to disoover what had been burled there. I soon reached tho bundle and drew it forth. It had a strange feel about it, which I didn't altogether like, and I shuddered as I unwrapped a soft kind of little blanket that was wound about it. It was neither gold nor jew els. I was younger then and unused to such sights, and my legs fairly shook under me aud my hair stood on end as I looked at it. It was the dead body o a little child!" John Waldron covered his face with hi hands and hlsstrong frame quivered. " What did you do with it V" he ask ed removing his hands after a short pause, and showing his face as unmoved and placid as ever. ,' " Returned it carefully to its gra,ve, re placed the earth and turf as I had found them, and then made my way to the road, reached the ferry and returned to New York. But I treasured the circum stance in my memory." ; " To make it profitable at some future time," said John Waldron drily. " Exactly," responded Nobbles, In the same tone. " There was a girl In New York that I loved better than my own life, but she preferred another to me and married him. I met her the next day, and she, thinking I bore her ill will for the slight she had put upon me, accused me of stealing away her little girl. I thought nothing of the circumstance at the time, but it lias comeback to my mind with a significance lately. The city had got too hot to hold me on account of the river robberies, so I shipped on board a vessel bound for foreign parts, aud sailed away. I've been back but twice in all this time, for the roving life pleased mo and strangely enough made an honest man of me that is to say, honest as the world goes, for we are all rogues in the grain, you know I had almost forgotten that strange burial, when yesterday, scarcely two hours landed from Calcutta up steps the living image of my old sweetheart, Nance. I couldn't help speaking to her, and when I did she in formed me that her name was Lilian Waldron, which quite flabergasted me. But I was never slow in following up a wake, and putting my ideas together, I soon came to this conclusion : Lilian Waldron lies buried at the foot of the big elm in yonder grove, and to keep the Farrell estate in your hands, you stole the daughter of Nance Burke, aud pass ed her off as your child 1" " You have made a very good story of it," said Mr. Waldron. " What do you seek to gain in this matter V " Five thousand dollars for silence," said Nobbles, resolutely. "Ah I and if I should refuse to pay you this money If I should treat your demand with the contempt it deserves?" " I would denounce you." " Possibly but do you think your words would be believed V What proof can you advance ?" - 1 " The child's skeleton beneath the elm." i : " It is no longer there." " You have removed it V" Mr. Waldron smiled placidly. Mr. Nobbles' countenance tell. He knew how Utile chance his words would have against a man of John Waldron 's wealth and position. He pondered a moment and a sudden thought brightened the gleam of his face. " The mother, Nance Burke, she is still alive, keeping an apple stand on the corner of Fulton Street and Broadway ; she will recognize her and swear to her daughter. I saw her yesterday." " Bhe saw Lilian the same day you saw her, and did not recognize her as her daughter, though they conversed to gether for several moments," answered Mr. Waldron coldly. , Boh Nobbles looked bewildered. " So you see, my good man, your case is not quite so strong as you fancied," continued Mr. Waldron,placidly. "Have you anything further to say V" "Not a word," cried Nobbles, rising wrathfully; "but you'll see what I will do. "I will bring Nance here to claim her daughter." Angrily he strode into the hall, but he did not understand the catch of the front door, and Mr. Waldron came politely to his assistance and ushered him out, watching him as he hurried down the street. " He can do nothing," he mused ; "ab solutely nothing but create a scandal, which will die away in a week. My darling's little skeleton lies upon her mother's breast in Greenwood ; no one will think to look for it there. None knew what the box contained which I deposited there when I had the tomb opened. I would not have minded a thousand or two, to have kept the fel low's tongue still, but the possession of so much money would have only made him talk the more. You cannot buy the silence of such fellows. But I must be be'forehand with him." Calling his coachman, he ordered him to harness up as speedily as possible. Leaving his dinner un tasted, much to Lilian's surprise, who never knew such an occurrence to take place before, he got into his carriage and was driven rap idly to the ferry. . Bob Nobbles' wrath, and the long story he had told, had made him dry, so he paused at a saloon on the way to re fresh himself. Men of his temperament require quite a deal of refreshing when once ' they commence, so it was quite late in the evening when he got to New York and wended his way to Nance's apple stand on the corner of Fulton street and Broadway. To his great sur prise he found the stand empty and Nance absent. He thought she must be sick so he determined (o call at her lodg ings, which he had discovered the day before, as she had lived In the same old house for years. Her fooms were lock edNance was not there. ' Her next door neighbor, however, afforded him some lnformatlon,whlch was conclusive, but by no means satisfactory, i A flue gentleman had brought her there In a carriage, and after packing up her dress es and what few valuables she had, she had gone away with him. "Tricked by Jingo 1" growled Nob bles, as he stumped down Into the street aguln. " He has bought her up instead of me. I am sold to a certainty. Ican- not prove anything Without her evi dence, aud he's fixed that, by this time. He s a deep one too deep for me. Well, I have found my match for once no chance for that five thousand guess I will let It slide might get Bent to Sing 8lng on someold offence." Ho Bob Nobbles floated around , New York, sailor-like, until his money was all spent, and then shipped for a long' voyage again. He was probably lost at sea, or died abroad, for he never again returned. John Waldron 'b carriage stood before his office In Wall Street, and in his pri vate room poor Nance sat beside him, bewildered at the strangeness of her po sition, "You said. you would restore my daughter to me," pleaded Nance, gazing wistfully around the room. "Bo I will," answered John Waldron, "all In good time. Have patience; there Is much to be told you. She is not here but at my house In Green Point. I wish to explain some matter to you before you see her because you must meet as strangers. You appear to be a woman of good sense, and one who would not wilfully destroy your daughter's pros pects In life. Listen to me ; let me ac quaint you how you came to be depriv ed of your child, and beg of you to be guided by my advice." " I will do whatever you say, sir," she answered, meekly, "for so good and great a gentleman like yourself would not advise me to do anything wrong.", " Great I am, no doubt," he respond ed with a proud smile, "but good ah ! that's another matter. I must tell you some of my history, my good woman, so that you will understand my position and I Bhall tell you things I never dreamed would pass my lips to mortal ears. I came from a proud family and as poor as they were proud. Reverses of fortune had reduced our once large es tate to nothing, until at twenty-six I found myself alone in the world, with only a tolorable education and my quick wits to help me to the wealth I was de termined to acquire. The road to for tune is a rough one, and few reach it without the aid of accident or influence. I had no influence, so I trusted to the chapter of accidents. Nature who had been so lavishly kind to me, pointed out the way. I was determined to marry an heiress ; I had the good fortune to attract the attention of Miss Farrell. True, her reported wealth first drew me towards her and I spared no pains to gain her love. In this I was successful beyond my hopes. It was a great tri umph for the poor broker's clerk to have gained the prize from his wealthy and aristocratic competitors. Nor was my love altogether mercenary, for though her fortune was the first incen tive to seek her heart and hand, when that heart was mine, my love had be come so intensified I would have mar ried her without a penny." It was strange that this strong and wise man of the world should thus pour out the very secrets of his soul to a sim pld and ignorant woman. It appeared to be a relief to John Waldron to let down the mask of placid reserve he had worn so long, and make a full confes sion. There bad been a dreary monoto ny all these years in his mind, and It was like opening the windows of a long closed room and letting la the daylight it purified his soul. She sat and lis tened without comment, too much, as tonished, indeed, to speak, and he con tinued: Concluded next week. All One to Him. A Schleswlg correspondent writes: A little time back a country woman was buying various articles at a shop here.all of which seemed to indicate a projected immigration to America. The trades man asked the woman if such was the case, and he received the following reply : " You see, I have two daughters, and one of them was engaged to a man who is gone out to America, and who prom ised that as soon as he made money enough to support a wife, would send out money for the journey, and then thev should be married. But several years had passed, and my daughter had found another sweetheart, when one day a letter comes from America with money to pay the passage. Well, now, I made up my mind to send my second daughter instead of the elder, The two lasses are as like as two blades of grass, and it will be all one to him which of 'em he gets for a wife." VKiiiyriNK FOR DROPSY. Central Pall, R. I., Oct 19, 1877. Dr. II. H. Rteven! It Is a Pleasure t oIta mv tnstlmnnv Inr vnur valuable medicine. I was nick a long time with Dropsy.unrier the doctor care. HsshIiI It was Water between the heart and liver. I received no benellt until I commenced taking Vegetlne: In fact, I was growing worse. 1 have tried manv remedies; thev did nut help me. Vegetlne la the medlolne for Dropsy. I bewail to feel better after taking a lew bottles. I have taken thirty bottles In all. I am perfectly well, never felt better. No one can feel moro thankful limn I do. 1 am, dear sir, gratefully yours. A. V. WHEELER. VEOETINK. When the blond hrninm llfalesf and stagnant, either from change of weather rr of climate, want of exercise, Irregular diet, or from any other cause, the Veestlne will renew the blook. carry on the putrid iiumors.cleansa ll: stomach, regulate the bowels, and Impart a tone ui vigor iu wie wuuie uoay. VEQETINE. For Kidney Complaint and Kervovh Debility. Isleboro. Me.. De. M. IsTf. Mr. fltevens : Dear dir. I had had a cough, for eighteen I ears, when I commenced taklngthe Vegetlne. was very low i my system was debilitated bydls ease. 1 had the Kidney Complaint, and was very nervous couth bad, lungs sore. When I had taken one bottle I found It was helping me; It ' was helping me; It has helped my cough, and It strengthens me. I am now able to do my work. Never flare found anything like the Vegetlne. I know II Is everything It Is recommended to be. UK). A. J. PENDLETON. , VPnVTTMD t. AII.I. .1 . luiiuiinjiisnuiiuniiiUK aim BireiiKiuem iik ; purities the blood: regulates the bowelst quiet tliA tiarvfiiia ivilAm . aita AImaHi. ........ . I. ......... ..... ..... . ..j ....... , i , v.ij iin;. bllU ncuic .v.ia, biiu mivudco mo w ii via system lit ktiblUH. VEGETIN-E. FOR SICK UEADACUE. Evansvllle, Ind., Jan. 1, 1878, Mr. Stevens : Dear 8lr, t have used your Vegetlne for BIck Headache, and have been greatly benefited there by. I have every reason to believe It to be agocd medicine. Yours very respectfully, Mka. JAMES CONNER. 411 Third St HEADACHE. There are various causes' for headache, as derangement of the circulating sy tern, of the digestive organs, of the nervous sys tem. Sic, Vegetlne can be said to be a sure rem edy for the many kinds of headache, as it act directly upon the various causes of this com plaint, Nervousness, Indlgestlon.Costlness, Rheu matism, Neuralgia, Biliousness, &e. Try the Vegetlne, You will never regret it. VEGETINE. DOCTOR'S REPORT. Dr, Chas. M. Duddenhausen. Apothecary, Svansville, Ind. The doctor writes: I have a large number of good customers who take Vegetive. They all speak well of It. I know it is a goad medicine tor the complaints for which it is recom vended. , Dec. 27. 1877. VEGETINE Is a good panacea for our aged fathers and mothers: for It gives them strength, quirts their nerves, and gives them Nature' sweet sleep. VEGETINE DOCTOR'S KEPOKT. H. K Stevens:- . . .. Dear Sir, We have been selling your valuable Vegetlne for 3 years, and we find that It give Eerfect satisfaction. We believe it te be the best lood purifier now sold. Very respectfully, Db. J. E.KOWN A CO.. Druggists. Uniootowa, Ky. Vegetlne has never failed to effect a cure, giv Ing tone and strength to the system debilitated by disease. - - , May VEGETINK Prepared ' ' f H. R. STEVENS, ' Boston, Mass.' VegeJine Is Sold bj all Druggists. jypSSER & 'ALLEN ' " ".' CENTRAL STORE NEWPORT, PENN'A. Now offer the public A RARE AND ELEGANT ASSORTMENT OF DRESS GOODS Consisting sf all shades ultabl for the season. BLA CK ALP A CCAS AND . : i . Mourning Goods A SPECIALITY BLEACHED AND UNBLEACHEI MUSLINS, AT VARIOUS PRICES. ( , AN ENDLESS SELECTION OF PRINTS! We sell aud do keep a good quality of SUGARS, COFFEES & SYRUPS. And everything under the head of GROCERIES! Machine needles and oil for all makes of Maauiiwa. To be convinced that nr goods are CHEAP AS THE CHEAPEST, IS TO CALL AND EXAMINE STOCK. -No trouble to show goods. Don't forget the , CENTRAL STORE, Newport, Perry County, Pa. J. M. GlBYI.N". J. H. Gravis. J.M. GIRVIN&SON., FLOUR, GRAIN, SEED it PRODUCE Commission Merchants," Set 64 (South ay, St., BALTIMORE, MD. We will pay strict attention to the sale of all kinds of Couutry Produce aud remit the amount promptly. tyr. J. II. GIRVIN & SON.
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