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8 THE WRONG MAN. me current, fully repaid them for the trouble they had en Among the passengers who stepped ashore, one up at- tracted particular attention. This consisted of a lady and gentleman, accompanied by two little boys, and followed by a lidy black servant bearing their baggage. The lady, though the two living minatures of herself who walked hand in hand before her showed her to be a matron, was yet in the first bloom ‘sf womanhood; her small and well-turned figure could have fiost but little of its roundness, and her step not much of its elas- icity. Her eyes wandered from the group about her to the distant hills, and certain changes flitted over her countenance — which one accustomed to peruse that index of the mind would have ascribed to a deeper cause than mere sensibility to the beauties of external nature. Her husband, of a manly figure, with an open and highly intellectual countenance, walked at_ her side Asc though probably gel agar ap than his beautiful partner suppressing outward signs of what was passing within, on this Sideclon showed, not Jess than herself, that he was much movec by the recollections associated with surround- . ing objects. - a is he?” “Where is he from?” were questions fra pered from one to another as the group passed on towa e principal hotel of Adrianopolis. Sad as the negro trudged along at some distance behind, more than one curious glance was ted to the plate upon the trunks to ascertain the owner's. name. "Why, bless us, ‘C. D. Elton! it is Elton, the East- ern lawyer!” exclaimed half a dozen voices; a crowd gathered round those who had made this discovery, to discuss the merits of the jurist, the fame of whose talents and eloquence had reached even the remote town of Adrian- Oo * The two mounted travelers had by this time ridden into the — town, and as they passed the group of passengers, the eye of the elder rested on the countenance of the stranger. He drew up his horse with an involuntary motion of surprise, andremain- gazing after him until he disappeared within the door of the hotel. «It is he!” muttered the horseman; “if the waters can give up their prey, ii is he himself!” and so saying, he turned and eat a round trot toward the tavern. os A tall, lounging, and somewhat tawdrily dressed figure stood i: the door of ashop near at hand, the shelves of which pre | sented a large variety of tm-ware, arranged in glistening rows. 5 - i _ His attention seemed to have been drawn toward the who was walking leisurely up the street with his burden, and . | us glances upon every object around him, while s 2 Srond grin upow his pooh gg en jeans that he was pleased Fase Ta) ry ~ cage 4 wt Fe - ‘ ‘s ’ ‘. - . Si eomiecbo