Lincoln County leader., January 08, 1904, Image 2

FETTERED BY. -FATE
BY ALEXANDER ROBERTSON
"JoletCe'a Fate." " Little Swecthear'," "Lottie, th Sewing eirl."
" Goldmaker of Lisbon," " Wedded to Win," "Diana
, Thorpe," "Nora's Legacy," Etc., Etc.
CHAPTER X. (Continued.)
In all her life Carol Kichmond had
never seen such an expression of wild,
ungovernable joy as swept over the fea
tures of Mrs. Randall when she uttered
those four words, so simple, and yet con
taining a wonderful amount of knowl
edge of the poor lady.
First of all she could trace amazement
and incredulity upon the face of lie
widow", but this quickly gave way to oth
er feelings as her mind began to compre
hend the true state of affairs.
Then a cry broke from her lips, a cry
so full of delirious joy that it pierced
Carol's heart, and she realized then what
was the relationship between them.
"My child! my child! Oh, how could
they be so cruel as to tell me all had
died? I see it now! lie would not let
me have even one little grain of comfort
and hope, but must doom me to complete
despair. But the Comforter came he
could not keep Ilim away and I found
peace. You have looked on your mother
as dead, and few there are who know
different, but she stands before you,
Carol, seeking your pity, your love. Will
you come to me, or have you learned to
hate the mother that bore yon? Speak
to me, my child; my heart trembles in an
ticipation. Ilcavca help mc."
There was not the least hesitation.
With a low, exultant cry of "My moth
er," Carol sprang forward and clasped
her arms about the neck of the widow.
The strange feelings she had experienc
ed at sight of Mrs. Randall were all ex
plained now, and could be accounted for
on very natural grounds.
They embraced with all the fervor of
those who loved, though they had been
parted so long that it was as If Carol
had never seen her mother.
Then they sat down to talk, first of
the strange chain of fate that had led
to this meeting, and then of the past.
Carol heard her mother's story as told
In the simplest manner, and then she
found no blame could be attached to he'.'.
That her father had been blinded by
jealousy there could not be the least
doubt in the world.
Of late Carol had begun to see her
father in a new light that was not as
agreeable as it might have been. For
merly she hnd loved him, and been vet
ted by him as one would expect an only
child to be, but all had changed on that
day when he found her seated by the side
of Roger Darrel in the forest.
He had 'then shown what nn ungovern
able temper he possessed, and this had
not improved since. Then had come his
strange conduct In relation to her mar
riage with Captain Grant, who also had
a hold upou him for some act done iu the
past.
Last of all she now heard of his con
temptible conduct iu tjl- past, and her
sympathy was wholly with her mother,
whom she exonerated from all blame.
These two had each looked on the other
as dead for many years back, and to
think of their meeting here and recogniz
ing one another by means of the picture
of hi hi who should have been the con
necting link between them, but who, in
stead, was the source of misery and dis
card! The world would never again look so
dreary to the lonely woman, and Carol
hail found one whom she could contidc
In, now that even her father bad turned
against her.
The time passed quickly, and midnight
had conic almost before they were aware
of it. They were stilt talking about the
past and present, and even the future,
wheu they were astonished by a knock at
the door.
Instantly all was alarm, for they could
conjecture nothing else than that pursuit
had been made by the enraged bride
groom and some of the wedding guests,
and that they hail finally come to the
very place where the missing bride had
been hidden nway.
The elder lady proved herself fully
equal to the emergency. She sprang up
Mini hastily placed a large crock over the
candle. Then Carol felt herself hurried
Into a closet.
A minute later she heard the widow
boldly open the front door. Ho To re doing
so the Italy had armed herself with a
pistol, for she knew not what desperate
need there might be.
The moon hud arisen since the time of
their arrival nt the mill, being in its last
quarter, and it was easy to see the figure
of a young man standing outside.
"Well, sir, what Is it you wish?" de
manded the widow, with some severity,
nnd nt the same time managing to show
the weapon with which she was armed,
without nppenriug to do so intentionally.
The other seemed iu no wise abashed,
and but lor the fact that the union 'vas
, nt his back she might have seen the smile
upon his face, as though he readily rec
ognized the little device so extremely
feminine.
"I seek Cnrol Kichmond, but do not
think I come from her father. I have no
low for him in the first place, for he bit
terly wronged my father, though my
mother paid li 1 ill hack in full, and made
him curse her name. I am not whnt I
seem. Will you tell Carol that Norn
Warner Is here, and would speak with
her,"
"Nora Warner? Surely I should know
that name: and are you her child? Will
trange things never cease? Never mind
who I hiii or what I know, but jbur
mother was once a bosom friend of mine.
How did you know Carol wns here?"
"That matters not nt present. I knew
It, nud I must sec her upou matter of
vital Importance concerning her happi
ness. Since lust I met her I have found
nut many things that will alter the whole
of her life, and probably bring peaco and
happiness where wretched sorrow now
lives. Do uot keep me from her, I en
treat you. madam. That fiend has set the
hounds from the asylum on my track
again, and at,any minute they may spring
upon me. Then it would be too lute, and
she must suffer."
There was wild entreaty In the tones
of the girl, and, although the reference
to the asylum had startled the lady for
a moment, she believed the other to.be
sincere, and turning, took several steps
toward the closet in which Carol had
been shut".
At this juncture her ears were saluted
with savage oaths and a cry of alarm
from the disguised girl, followed by the
sharp report of a pistol.
Two brutal looking men had sprung
from the neighboring bushes upon her.
They were the keepers of the mad
house.
CHAPTER XI.
After his duel witn the wife he had sc
foully wronged, Captain Grant had wri'.
ten to Doctor Grim, and In answer the
mailhouye doctor had gone, with a couple
of his men, to recapture the patient who
had so miraculously escaped, uvtl whose
flight fortune had undertaken to hide in
several ways, for the very girl with whom
8h. exchanged clothes either committed
suicifle or pIsp wne, nncidpntnlly 3!9'.YlieJ.
Nora Warner had hastily drawn a pis
tol und tired, but her aim was rendered
uncertain owing to the excitement nnd
the deceptive moonlight, so that her bul
let only inflicted a Hesh wound up-m one
of the mi.-n's arms instead of ending his
life. Before she could do moM they
were upon her, like a coupde of mad pan
thers. Both of them were brutal men, as
might be expected from the business they
carried on. They knew that tlm pi-rson
against whom they were pitted was but
a weak woman, yet their orders bad not
been of a merciful nature, and in the
bushes near by stood a gaunt figure clad
in a Ions? clonk and slouched hat the
Infamous mad-house doctor himself who
would ('ii-ehnrge a man from his employ
should he show a sign of mercy when he
hnd received no orders in that line.
When, therefore, Nora, Warner strug
gled in their fierce grasp, as though she
woul 1, break away, the men used violent
measures. One of them clutched her del
icate tin oat In a fiendish manner. Her
hat had come off, and the long ringlets,
which had been suffered to remain on her
hend during her long confinement in the
us-.vlnm, blew about In the night breeze.
"Carol, where is Carol?" she huskily
cried; "I must see her before ther take
me away see her and tell her."
"Shut up!" cried one of the keepers.
A form clad in white came bounding
out of the mill door.
"I am here, Nora Warner. What would
yon Kay to me?" she asked, eagerly.
"I ciinie to see you to tell you that it
was all -that he Roger Dar good- find
out. Help mc I am choking dying!"
"In the name of heaven take your hand
from her thront, you wretch. Llcn't you
see j on are killing her? Help! help!" and
lu her excitement Carol sprang at the
keeper, seeking to release the one whom
he wns choking into insensibility.
"Keep back!" he roared, thrusting her
aside, "and thank your lucky stars it
ain't you we've come after."
By this time Nora Warner had com
pletely lost her senses, and lay like a
log in the arms of the keeper.
Both Carol and her mother were too
much horrified to say a word more. Doc
tor Grim now advanced.
He was one of your smooth-tongued
villains a scoundrel of the first water
and yet he was always pretending to be
so tender hearted thut he often deceived
those who did not know him.
It was second nature with him, and.
while torturing the poor souls committed
to his fiendish enre, he was wont to apolo
gize to them because the red-hot iron was
ho cold, the end of the lash worn off a
trille, the thumb screws aged, and nil
such cold-blooded attempts at ferocious
nit.
This was the wretch who stood before
the two women, and suavely begged their
1 iu don for their having witnessed such a
spectacle.
"My men have genernlly to deal with
such desperate madmen that they dare
not give one-half a chance for fear of
their lives. They know, also, that this
woman is a desperate character. Per
haps they have gone a little too far, but
better that than that she should have
been struck upon the head, which U the
way we often have to deal with them."
"But Nora Warner is not mad. I!y
whnt right do you drag her away from
here?" demanded Carol, recovering her
voice when she found she had ut least a
polished scoundrel to deal with.
"You arc no judge of that, Miss.
Learned men have so decided. These
ii'xane creatures could deceive anybody.
They hnve deceived me for fullv three
weeks nt a time, but in the fourth, at
the full of the moon, they prove 1 them
selves as mad as March hares. I would
stake something that this one now tins
beeu gaining your sympathy by relating a
long rigmarole about a cruel husband.
There, I con sve by your face that it is
the truth. She tells every one that, when
in truth she has the best of husbands,
who provides her a princely home und
all the comforts of life. But I must tear
myself away, ladies. There is my card.
If ever you should wish a place of re
tirement for some poor demented rela
tive who is better there than in the
world, remember yours sincerely, Timo
thy Grim, M. IV
He turned to his men, and gave them
some hurried orders, upon which they
picked up the senseless form of Nora
SVnrner and strode away.
Th affable doctor lifted his hat to the
ladies, and Carol responded by tearing
his card in halves and hurling it from
her, which was a plain way of showing
her dislike of the doctor, who smiled in
his grim way.
She and her mother went In again, and
the door was barred. The young girl
was lost again in a new whirl of amaze
ment and nameless horror. Was Nora
Warner really insane, as the doctor had
said? Somehow or other she could not
believe it, even though many things veehi
ed to point that way.
Even if Roger Darrel were ignorant of
the cruel, heartless manner in which his
wife was treated, would that lessen his
responsibility any?
He must surely have been aware of the
nature of the place in which she hnd
been put, and even a simple mind ought
to be able to read the character of the
villainous mad-house doctor.
Neither of them seemed to think of
rest, and it wns near dawn when some
noise in the unoccupied part of the ruin
ed mill reached their ears.
A few minutes' later, while they stood
'listening, in dread suspense, and half
suspecting that the insane asylum doctor
had returned to bear them away to his
den of infamy, so as to hide all evidence
of his iniquity, the widow drew Carol
to the window.
There they could plainly see a man
wulking rapidly away from the mill.
What had he been doing there? Once he
turned and looked back, but they had
no light in the room, and, besides, his
attention seemed directed toward the
main part of the old mill.
Carol recognized Captain Grant, nnd
her heart beat rapidly as she wondered
whether he sought her.
Whatever mysterious errand brought
the duelist esptain to the mi!! at that
strange hour, he had no Idea how close
he had been to his missing bride.
CHAPTER XII.
Lawrence Richmond was thunder
struck when he saw Captain Grant walk
into the .room alone.
Had he been given any chance to stake
his belief to the others, he would have
sworn that the soldier duelist would come
back no more; that his words of parting
and promise to be with them again in
a few minutes after he had convinced the
foreign detective if such the stranger
was of the mistake he had made were
but empty braggadocio, and that in re
ality he was in the power of a man who
had hunted long for him, and would not
be apt to have the wool pulled over his
eyes by his game.
Fancy the old man's consternation and
amazement, therefore, when, after the
lapse of a short time, the adventurer
coolly stepped through the open window
lending out upon the veranda.
There was a look upon his face that
none of them could fathom, for it seemed
to be a mixture of triumph, cunning and
dread.
"You see I convinced the fool he had
made a big mistake, as I told you 1
would, and he has gone on to Kichmond.
Some one misled him, but it is all right
now," said the Captain.
Lawrence Richmond noticed several
things that excited his curiosity. In the
first place the Captain was whiter than
he had ever seen him before, and seem
ed to be trembling somewhat. Then again
he had a handkerchief bound around' his
left hand, and it seemed to have beeu
bleeding too much for him to have
scratched it on a thorn in passing.
The Captain did not seem disposed to
renew his assault upon the old man. In
deed, what had passed since then seemed
to have quieted his spirits in a wonderful
manner, and he wag even ready to believe
the story of Lawrence Richmond in re.
gard to his suspicion that Roger Darrel
had been the one who had committed
this daring abduction.
The news seemed to affect the Captain,
for apparently he hated Roger with an
Intensity such as is given by the tiger
for its prey or its foe, but he did not re
main at the house more than a couple
of hours.
"There is no use of our lingering here,
crying over spilt milk. When we are
ready for the ceremony again we will
meet once more," and with this the vul
iaut Captain left the house.
fTo bo continued.
Each Has II U Playhouse.
A little boy with heart so light
Built for himself, with his blocks so
bright,
A castle, and left it to stand all night:
But. nh! when he came to look next morn
All the joy from his heart had flown.
His house was wrecked and I heard hlra
mourn:
"Somebody tored my playhouse down,
Somebody throwed my blocks around,
lust as I got the work all done
Somebody tored my playhouse down!"
Mother spoke to her bnby low:
"Hush, little dear! Don't you cry so!
This Is the rule of life, you know;
You'll find n you travel the world
around
.lust when .vou iret vonr wnrlt nil
Somebody'll tear your playhouse down.
"Somebody'll tenr your playhouse down;
Somebody'll throw your blocks nround;
dust when you get your work all done
Somebody'll tear your playhouse down."
This Is the old world's way with us all;
Often we've seen our castles fall.
Sweet dream castles, fair and tall.
Weary we toil and plan alone;
lust as we think to claim our own
Somebody tears our playhouse down;
Somebody throws our blocks around;
Just as we get the work all done
Somebody tears our playhouse down
Puck.
Itoinonnoil Ills J'lniilgnlitr.
A noftro crlniln.nl condemned to hang
In North Carolina sold his body for $10,
which lie Invested Iu ginger cakes. The
enkes lie finished the night before the
execution wns to occur. The next dny
the sentence wns commuted to life Im
prisonment. One in fin then wished
that he hnd snred h!s $10 and another
that he bad mode his cakes last longer.
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Da Nst Sleep On the Left Side.
Whe a patient complains of a bad
taste in his mouth every morning on
-waking up, says a physician, the first
question I ask him is as to the posi
tion he assumes when going to sleep.
An Immense number of people sleep
on the left side, and this Is the most
common cause of the unpleasant taste
which Is generally attributed to dys
pepsia. If a meal has been taken with
in two or three hours of going to bed,
to sleep on the left side is to give the
stomach a task which it is difficult In
the extreme to perform. The student
of anatomy knows that all food en
ters and leaves the stomach on the
right side, and hence sleeping on the
left side soon after eating Involves a
art of pumping operation which Is
anything but couductlve to sound re
Ty. The fiction of the hosrt is c!?o
Interfered with considerably, and the
lungs are unduly compressed.
Drink at Meals. In nn interesting
and somewhat historical article Dr.
C. A. Ewald. of Berlin, discusses the
mooted question of drink at meals. He
considers soup, because of its small
percentage of nourishing material,
merely as fluid; he states thut, aside
from what Is directly taken as drink,
much fluid reaches the stomach during
a meal, through the sauces and from
the) water percentage (both natural and
by cooking) of the meats, vegetables,
etc. Most persons feel the necessity
of adding more fluid to the meal by
drinking either ordinary water, carbo
nated waters or alcoholic beverages.
The more one eats, generally, the more
one drinks, and the greatest eaters are
generally the greatest drinkers. If
drink be prohibited, the amount eaten
Is less; indeed, on the above very great
ly depends the secret of the "Schwein
Insure" for obesity.
It is a well-known fact that if the
appetite is weak and the mind and
nerves are somewhat relaxed, a drink
f water will excite the appetite and
stimulate. both brain and nerves; and
that Is due directly to the fluid and
not to alcohol, for we And the results
t be the same In abstainers. The
more fluid In the way of gastric juice,
the greater is the quantity secreted;
hence the greater the tax upon the gas
tric glands.
Under normal circumstances, how
ever, the stomach, without detriment,
accommodates Itself to a range of
large quantities of fluid. Ewald says
that much of the fluid passes Into the
Intestines, another portion Is absorb
ed; hence there never is In the normal
stomach a stagnation of large quanti
ties of liquid. German Paper.
Superstition.
The peons of Mexico are supersti
tious and credulous to the last de
gree. A writer in the New York Trib
une recenly had a curious proof of
this last characteristic. He writes:
"The planter with whom I was stay
ing wanted to take me out for a day's
hunting expedition. But he was afraid
that the minute he left the plantation
all his laborers would knock off work.
Now it happened that he lost one of
his eyes in an accident, and the miss
ing optic had been replaced by a glass
eye. When all was rendy for the
hunting trip he went to the Hold where
the peons were working. 'I shall be
away to-day, my children,' he said to
them In fatherly tones, 'but I will
leave my eye on guard In my absence.
All the day It will watch you, and
at night when I return It will tell
me If any hnve failed lu their duty.'
After this little speech he carefully
extracted the glass eye and loft It on
a stump, where It could apparently
overlook the field. To say those na
tives were amazed Is stating It mildly.
They simply gasped, nnd one and all
solemnly promised they would work
with the utmost faithfulness until sun
set. So my friend and I started on our
hunting trip, confident that the peons
would work even better than If he
was there to watch them."
An Opinion.
"So you think,- said the good-no-tured
monarch, "that It Is absolutely
necessary to humbug the people with
ostentatious display and false prom
ises?" "I do," answered the cold-blooded ad
viser. "If there Is anything that men
seem to resent It Is taxation without
misrepresentation." Washington Star.
Making Sure In Advance.
First Statesman Whnt are you writ
ing there so busily?
Second Statesnmn Oh. this? This
is a denial of the interview I nm go
lng to give this evening to a newspa
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