Beadle's Dime Library No. 801 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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—e ae ee —E —% ———$—aee oy ea eee ee ee Young Lonsdale quickly followed, while the aa maiden said, anxiously : ‘‘ My poor Vim, he is drowned, I fear, but he ran away with moe and thus caused his own death,” ‘“‘The shock of the fall doubtless killed him, miss, while he broke the force of your fall— | Ah! there he rises, and be is dead!” and Lionel pointed to where the horse Came 1n view some reds away down the river. But he again sunk, and the young man asked: ** May IL inquire where | can take you, miss?” ‘‘T am Miss Cassidy, sir—a daughter of Judge bf ‘Cassidy, and my bome is a mile below, sir; but I have tieen so remiss as not to tell you how I apprecfate your noble act, for but for you, sir, I would now be dead,’ and she extended her hand in a frank way thatshowed that she meant what she said. Young Lonsdale could not but grasp the little gloved hand ‘‘] was fortunate in being near, Miss Cas- sidy, and am happy in having served you,” was the reply, and he gazed with admiration upon the face before him, It was a beautiful face, innocent and full of spirit and refinement, while her form, to which her neat riding-habit closely clung, was the per- fection of symmetry and grace. She was just across the threshold of eighteen years, and one to fascinate with her beauty and sincerity. , She saw that the one who had rescued her was a gentleman, and his dark face won upon her, as she stole a glance at it now and then from under her long eyelashes, and she won- dered that he had not told her bis name, when she had made known hers, As he did not do so, she said, as the boat ran in toward a landing, beyond which were lovely rounds, with a grand stone mansion in the Piha ‘‘ Here is my home, sir,and I am *orry my father is not at home to thank the preserver of his daughter’s life; butif you will give me your name aud address. sir, father wit] be most happy to call, and I assure you we will always havea welcome for you at Stone Vale, which your courage has prevented from becoming a house of mourning.” She held out her hand as she spoke, and Lio- nel aided her to spring ashore, while Le said in something of an embarrassed way: ‘*] ama stranger hire, Miss Cassidy, so will not be able to give you avy addres-. 1 hope that you wil! uot suifer from jour involuntary plunge.” He raised his hat as be spoke, mut ered a word of farewell and sprung back into the boat, shoving it off as he did so, while Jule Cassidy, hurt by his refusal to give his name, stood gaz- ing at him in silence as Thurber pulled rapidly away, evidently urged to do so by a low com- mand from the young man, ‘¢Remember, Thurber, not a word of what has happened, or 1t will come out who [ am,” warned Lionel, as the boat headed on down the stream, ‘* No, sir, I'll not speak of it, sir; but, Master Lionel, but for you the young lady would have lost her hfe.” ** Yes; but who is she, Thurber?” “« Judge Cassidy’s daughter, sir.” ** So the said.” ‘* But they are strangers on the river, sir, the judge having lately purchased Stone Vale es- t e. i ‘‘ Well, there is the landing, and I'll just catch the boat yonder coming down. Here isa souvenir for you, Thurber, and you have, my address if there is anything to communicate; but not a word about my having come honie, or of the man killed by lightning while robbing my father’s grave,” _ *P)] be as silent as the grave itself, sir; but maybe you can’t afford to be so liberal, Master Lionel, for you’ve given me a snug sum here,” ‘* Keep it, Thurber, and good-by!” and as the a yong man spoke he sprung ashore, and soon after he was on board the steamboat bound for the city, his clotbes having dried sufficiently as not to attract attention. As he stood apart from others on the boat, he - muttered to himself: fatality in all this—my ** There is a strange { return home, that Pointing Finger amid the foliage, and pointing down upon my father’s grave, the lightning-stroke that I beheld, the one that came in the night and killed that ghoul that strange dream or vision I bad in the old mansion, and my being right under the cliff to save that young girl’s life—yes, it is all most “that end o- i i - i SCR Oe ee ee Se Ee pty, J i eee ~~ = ce eer eee J . * * he ~~ * — —- ~ = se -_ "O « Sask . = - - ae 7. strange, and some mysterious destin me, and I will follow it to the end, what it may.” CHAPTER XI. FOILED. | SURPRISED at the manner of Lionel Lonsdale, ana that he had refused her his name, Jule Cas- sidy turned as the boat rowed away, and hasten- __, ing to the house was soon in hrr own room, for |. she felt chilled after her unexpected plunge in the river she ° « ; . 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But, though she held the book open before her, she was not reading, her eyes being fixed as though looking into the bygone. | At last her musing words showed of what she | was thinking. ‘* How strange that he would not tell me his name! Can it be that he is other than he seems —some one who is guilty of a crime and needs must hide his name? ‘*Ob, no; I cannot believe it of him, for he was so brave, so noble, and that handsome face is not stamped with crime, surely. It must be that he wished to avoid the thanks of my father, ‘*He is a man of striking presence, and his dark, sunburnt face ani splendid eyes seem to haunt me; but I do not wonder at it, when I owe to him my life.” She was silent a moment, and then said, as a shudder swept over her frame: * **Oh, how near 1 wasto death!” As she spoke she raised her eyes, for the sound of oars fell upon her ears. There, going by net far from the shore, she beheld a boat with a single oarsmun. ‘* It is the same boat and the old man; but he is not there!” Raising her voice and waving her handker- pb as she stepped out of the arbor, she called out: ‘** Ho, the boat! please !”’ Old Thurber stopped rowing at the hail, saw the maiden, and tarned the prow of the boat shoreward, while he muttered: ‘It’s the young lady, that’s certain, and now Dve got to teil a lie, that is equally cer- tain.’ As he reached the shore Jule Cassidy was there to meet him, and said pleasantly: : ‘* Whereis the gentleman, my good man, who saved my life?’ ** He took the steamer for the city, miss.” ‘* Come, wait here for me a minute, asI have something to say to you.” Ere Thurber could reply she had bounded away toward the mansion. Ten minutes after she returned, and he had gone and was out of sight around a wooded point not far above. ‘“He has gone! This shows that he, too, would not be known. There is some mystery ia this, but I'll not be foiled. 1! will follow im. A light skiff; her own pretty shell, was tied to the little pier, and springing into it, she seized the oars and sent it flying up the river ata speed that showed the expert oarswoman, Thurber had not expected to be followed, so when he rounded the point he pulled at a lei- surely pace, until, tohis surprise, he saw a light skiff shoot into sight. ‘* It’s that young lady that we pulled out of the river! [ dare not run, or she’d suspect some- thing, so Dil have to wait.” © So saying he rested on his oars, and a moment after the skiff came flying up to him, ‘*T asked you to wait, my man, and you rau off,” said Miss Cassidy in an inquiring tone. ** Yes, miss, but 1 was afraid you wanted to pay me, and so I didn’t wish to take anything,” was old Thurber’s reply, half-hoping that was her intention. ** You are as modest as was the young gentle- man with you: but may I ask his name?” **T can’t tell you, miss, for he didn’t tell me,” ** Ah, you do not know him then?’ | ** He came to where I live, above here, miss, and asked me to row him down to the steam- boat landing, and I didso.” — ‘“*Lam sorry you cannot tell me more of him, for l owe my life to his couraye, and to you, also, and I hope you will not at least refuse to accept this little token of my appreciation,” and she handed to him a silk purse heavy with gold. “Oh, miss! I don’t wish pay for what I did not do,” ‘*Had you not rowed the young gentleman down the landing, he would not have been there to save me, so to you also [ owe my life.” This reasoning seemed to convince Thurber, who had a pena 2 weakness for the possession of money, and he said: ‘* Well, miss, 'm more than glad that I brought him, and I thank you most kind y-" * And if He can find out for me who the gentleman is,and anything about him, as to where he livesand what his occupation is, I will duplicate that purse, which has just two hun- dred dollars in it,” , ' gasped for ‘*Oh, miss!” and Thurber nearly ! breath, for he pad.run posts the purse to contain silver, and bad been trying to see through the silk meshes whether it was white or yellow Ho, my man! Come ashore, ro & ~_s& fe* Bt? 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But what is your name, may I ask?” ‘* Ben Thurber, miss.” ‘* Where do you live?” ‘Several miles up the river, at Cedar Hall.’ ‘‘Ah! at that grand old house, and which I have heard is haunted?” ‘-T live in the gardener’s cottage, a little way off from the mansion, miss, for 1 would not pass a night in the big house for much more than you have given me here.” ‘* Then it is haunted?” said Jule Cassidy, with & smile. ‘** Indeed it is, miss.” ‘* Well, Thurber, I will ride up to see you some day to ascertain if you have discovered any- thing more as to the one who saved my life,” and with a word of good-by Miss Cassidy turned her boat and rowed back to her home, muttering to herself in a determined way: | ‘* Somehow I believe that man is deceiving me, - and does know who the one is who saved me, “But I shall find out, as his is not a face to forget.” CHAPTER XII. } THE TABLES TURNED. tS Ex} STANDING ina secluded part of the stermer, ae ’ ya Soo - -~ * "; upon which he had taken passage to. New York, > Lionel Lonsdale seemed to be watching for some ats object upon the river. xa very vessel that the steamer sped by he took ei. a survey of, and at last,as the city lay just pegs abegd, bis eyes fell upon a sma)l craft not very a far ahead, and keeping well over toward the See Jersey shore. eat ** lé is the sloop,” he muttered, and hedidnot = ———— take his eyes off of her until the steamer ran in : ee to her dock down-town, Bee}: Tee wind was not very strong, and the sloop e 3 se was going along ata yate of four knots an hour Nae * and beading down toward the harbor. a > vy mt Having landed, Lionel called a Lackman, and taking him to the end of the pier, said: ‘* Do you see yonder little sloop?” «6 Yes, sir.” ‘* Keep her in sight as far as the Battery, and if she goes on down the harbor halt. Ifshe runs up into the East River, still follow her.” ** Yes, sir.” ‘‘Tf she runs in to a pier, or anchors, keep your eye upon her and halt some distance off.” — ‘* Yes, sir; I'll do it.” Returning to the back Lonsdale entered it, the driver mounted upon the box, and following the sloop he went down West street at a pace that enabled him to keep the little craft con- — stantly in sight. _The sloop, as the reader has seen,foritwas the one that Lionel had marked so well in the — morning as 15 Ming, Sow cove near his father’s grave, rounded the Battery and ran up the East River to an anchorege, The hackman stopped, and paying, ally Lonsdale dismissed him, while eye upon the sloop. He saw the craft made ship-shape and the two men land and walk away ; but he was upon their — track and noticed them enter the Seaman’s Paradise. | ‘*T dare not goin there, dressed as I now but I will not be foiled,” he muttered. Bok 5 He walked along the street till he came toa second-hand clothing store, which heentered, | eo A pair of overalls,a pea-jacket andasailors cap, drawn on over his clothing, and his white _ shirt hidden beneath a blue woolen one, made — him appear like a seafaring man. 4 bit Then he returned and entered the Seaman’s _ Paradise, and was at once spied by Mistress Betty, who cailed to Blonde to serve him. abe: <} ‘‘Whatll you have, cap’n?”’ mechanically said — Blonde, who was a pretty, sad-eyed girlwhose refined face seemed sadly out of place in that evil den. eee ‘A bottle of your very best wine, my lassie,” answered Lonsdale, Ye te te ee At this Blonde spruced up, for onewhoordered wine must have money, and she soon brought it with a glass, which she took care should be = rubbed clean. | af; ES In looking about him Lonsdale had seen the two men whom he had tracked ere nd that they appeared to be at home in the place he read- Saray ily discovered. Be Eh ee ae ae Soon after they arose and left the room, going out by an inner door, and, unwilling totastethe | vile concoction which Mistress Betty putin wine bottles, he watched his 0 mined andemptied = the glasses on the sawdust-covered floor. Mat tap, Seeing that her bottle was growing empty, and that her visitor was a stranger, Mistress Betty left her ‘‘ throne” and came and took a A ~eat at the table, while she said: _ Soe hte hy ‘‘T see that you area stranger, sir,andlallus make it a point to give such welcome to my house. Been long in the city, sir?’ pnt ae Ra ** No, I only just arrived, miss,” bso ARP a “So I judges, as you carries a sachel; but, Don's rou want pleasant quarters and good liv- £ +. ’ ehh. om rat ot + ~ * ~~. — or : s é * = 4 * - > ’ = y > : him liber- — e kept an — ; é e © is ua am; ° e . ‘ ~ ¥y : le i a 4 (JP 2y2 * ; * * - tt," * " od > _ . “— ile you are here, for I havethe best?” = “Well, 1 bave not goneelsewhere for quarters, = and if you can give mea goodroomIhave . money topay.”- Fade ods Seen snd F P N J | ys c= > = r ae. A ¢