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“ << —_se = ——~— ‘ 4 Se Seed >". _ 6 THE WRONG MAN. = anobserved by all except the quick eye of Dodge, upon the fleor He rose from his seat and walked across the room, contrivin - as he passed, slyly to kick it underneath the table on which the 3 body had been Bry The company began to disperse soon after the removal of the object which had drawn them together, — and dropping off one by one, Nathan Dodge was, in a few min- utes, the only person left in the bar-room. Picking up the strap and thrusting it in his pocket, he also left the tavern and repaired to his lodgings, a certain pleased fee ing giving great elasticity to his step, as he reflected that he had stc ceeded in withdrawing one important article of evidence, | oa might have been used to fix the imputed crime upon udley. Daring the open and somewhat noisy discussion that had been carried on in the bar-room, the same event had furnished the topic of low and earnest discourse to a smaller number of ake asssembled in another apartment. Among these was ugh Overton, the brother of the deceased, a young, red-headed- man, a lawyer who had econ established himself in the vil- Jage, and two orthree others. Various plans for procuring such evidence as might lead to the conviction of the person who had deprived the hunter of life were proposed; and among the " measures determined on, it was agreed that a party should set out early in the morning to examine the margin of the river, hear the place where the body had been found, with a view to _discover the “ trail” of the murderer. a . 7) Charles Dudley rose early on the following morning, and in r a frame’of mind somewhat resembling the changed aspect of the weather. The wind had shifted to the north-east durin . the night, and dense, damp clouds now rolled through the a with a sluggish motion, their drooping folds showing they were heavily charged with rain. The colored leaves were ay and profusely scattered beneath every trec; and those wh . still elad the branches twirled and fluttered on their stema 4 with a sound that deepened the melancholy sobbing of the wind. Fiocks of wild birds, on their way to the south, flew Nearer to the earth than they were wont; and in the incloe ~— sure of Enoch Sediey the domestic geese, those living and sure a, ran screaming and flapping their wings along the - un The family met around the breakfast-table at about the usual hour. The tice of Sedley was haggard, his eyes blood?shot, and his whole appearance denoting that his rest had not been , refre ~The deeper emotions of Lucy’s bosom had sub- sided into a a of tranquil dejection, and her sweet face — tost of its loveliness from the subdued expression | = melancholy which it now wore. Dudley seized the first oppor- oe.