Pittston Gazette

              -D.ij mmt m \ , , v »V 1 c - f ' ' 0% llll VS.*- " V KMT1B1.NHRD 1«»0. I VOL. XL. No. S. V Oldest f'ewsDaDer in the Wyoming Valley PITTSTON, 1.1 ZERNE CO.. FIUDAY, JULY 12, 188!). A Weedy Local and Family loumal. !M12r™£UL,M Seated there, they talked of the future, ' and how happy they intended to be, lit#- I tie knowing or realizing what a shadow ! was hanging above them, even at that ■ moment. * i Thw» ft time when you dandled Roger DarrCMl upon your knee: will you now refuse/to even clasp his hand?" manufacture such a story. Do you want proof strong as holy writ? You can have it from your lover's lips. He will not dare deny the truth. Look him in the eyes and tell him you have heart! the story of Nora Warner. Then mark well tho pallor of his face, his shrinking eyes, his trembling form. He will stand before you condemned. Will you love him still, tho man who would have wedded you with his lawful wife still living, and In a mad house, you whose face proclaims your pride, or will you spurn the coward, and send him from you with words of loathing?" She sank upon his shoulder, weak and trembling, and it was evident that her senses had well-nigh deserted her, for she knew not what she did. He rained hot, passionate kisses down upon her, and his eyes were misty with unshed tears as he gazed upon the white face of her he loved so well. Qouia nave saia or aone wouia nave influenced me In my resolve; but a higher power has seen fit to accomplish the *Ork. This night Eoger Darrel looked hie last on my lace. Never again will we meet, father, unless by accident, and then it will be as strangers. The hand of fate has turned our lives apart, and through Nora Warner he is lost to me." 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It purifies the blood, cures Coastip Ctlon, and regulates the liver and kldneys,e(Tectually cleansing the system of all waste and dead matters. (Among the many thrilling scenes enacted dur In* th°D catastrophe at Johnstown, the following is to nse one of the most solemn Jnd impressive. \l hen midnight had drop, e 1 her black pail over the fated city, a number of people who were With Carol's love had come a trust that was boundless in its dimensions, and this is what struck home more keenly to Roger's heart, whenever he thought of It. When he looked into her iovelv eyes it »»iade him think of the feeling that comes over a man when he gazes into tho orbs of a gazelle, at which his rifle Is pointed, and yet Heaven was a witness that it was only the choicest blessings that Roger wished for Carol, even thouKh he loved her with a love that was to prove like unto the deaih-Iantern of the swamps, which leads the traveler to destruction in the quagmire. Pain had come upon her, and through him. Oh, bitter thought, when he would have lain down his life to have saved her one moment's suffering. The blight was upon his life,*nd it was fated to effect all whom he loved. The skeleton of the past had disclosed itself, and stalked ut from its place of concealment to ring with its bony hand the stamp of nutterable woe. gathered together on a roof were burled past the watchers on the sl'ore by Ihe terrific violence of Inside, everything was as magnificent as the eye would wish to see, and u palace could not be more regally decorated.ful countenance again. Touch your hand? Sooner would I clasp a viper whose fangs wore laden with poison. Once for all, Roger Darrel, lot me tell you wo can never bo friends; we s'.iail be enemies to tho death ; I am a man of iron will, as perhaps you know. Carol, look your last on this man who would have causcd you to weep tears of blood ; then come with mo." "Nora Warner! That girl still alive? Then she has done me one good turn at last." the torrent. Above the roar of the mail Celled waters oame the thrilling chormofihat mighty anr Mv God to Thee." It rose with (? cadences up Du the b eeze, and Paine's hymn. As to the estate, It was by far the finest In seven counties, and the heir of all this grandeur would have been the lion of the season at any watering place, hud he cared to show himself. Carol could but start when she heard these words, for they told her that her father had known this mad woman to the years gone by, although it was evident that he was not acquainted with her history from the time she had come to know Eoger Darrel. For Gilding or Bronzing Fancy Articles USE ■ - diamond paints. Celery Compound Gold Silver, Bronze, Copper. Only 10 Cents. : cou.liln'S true_ nerve tonic and stpni -' rich an«l swel rapid rushing river seemed to flow "What can I do, If what you tell me in truo? Oh, my God, I cannot believe it! He is too noble, too just, too good. There is some mistake—there must be some mistake. Girl, do you know that your words have gone to my heart like, hot iron, searing and scorching my very soul, and that, though I would give worlds to weep, I cannot shed a tear? Surely this is 6ome horrid nightmare, from which I shall awaken and thank Heaven it was but a dream." qualities, rev I, ing the energies and .--pints. I- - - C*% nviwoiic "I been troubled tor some years wit !i DciD V p Olli UI Lwi | complication ot dlfUeuitles. After trying v J. beautiful baby pic- rlous remedies, and not finding relief. I tri /Ok fine Palne's Celrty impound. Before taking m \ HteDarDer' by patent photo fill buttle the long troublesome svinptoi is b r t U Sew Mother of spin to subside, and 1 can truly say now, that EHSa-as.' a xsMfsrnjmsms. "" "-"esKsaivt lTra\Cr]iiillIS RICHARDSGN h, CO £1.00. Six for $5.00. At TDm„ gists. U fa 1 bLrungton, vt Wells, riohakmok & Co.. Burlington, vt more g thtTf mnw a crash, a wild cry, and then all was gfi 1. They h id, indeed, pissed over the River of Dea'h—n arer Our Fa'her "to Thee."] nJdenly, upon the rut-hinfchret zi The day was bright and lovely Only for a minute did Carol remain thus in an almost senseless condition. Then her life seemed to drift back to her. Her eyes opened and she looked up at Eoger with such a wan smile, that It pierced his heart like a knife. Wandering through the brave old forest that strotohed out for miles back of the two plantations, the young master of Darrel Ciiaoe catne upon the prettiest pceno of a lifetime spont among what have been termed the beauty spots of the world. For one minute they stood looking into each other's face; then tho savaee old man wheeled, and, still retaining his h«Ul of Carol's wrist, walked awav with a vigor that was surprising considering his ago, »nd yet which stamped his words true ; he was a man of iron will. This Capt. Grant, who has made his appearance upon the stage of our story, was also connected with this strange and dramatic past, in what manner the reader will soon see. The blackness of of uight fell o'er mountain and While Roger and the girl he loved with heart and soul sat thus upon the old log, the sound of heavy footsteps close at hand came to their ears. And tiie roar the water fl I'd wildwood and For a t urent camo down in the valley t»o fair, and an,»rjr, rose high on the The two lovers sprang like frightened deer to their feet, and as they did so Roger heard a fierce invective uttered iu a low, dC'ep voice! Suddenly a realization of the truth appeared to flash into the girl's mind. She gave a little spasmodic cry, and drew herself out of his arms with such abruptness, that Roger could only stand there and gaze upon her fondly and sadly. "How dare you take me in your arms, Roger Darrel, after acknowledging such a thing to met How dare you, I say? Are you not content with breaking my heart, that you must needs think to write my name with shame? Oh, Roger 1" and sJ»e broke down in sobs. That he was a bold and bad man, the young ,girl had been already warned by her keen sense of perception, yet the soldier had a dashing aspect, and it was only the gleam of his eye and-the sneer of his voice that had warned Carol against him. \\ hat influence he had over her father she could not even guess, but without a doubt the master of Richmond Terrace feared him. And its foam, wt Aul it brought in iti wake men all broken with Upon the bank of a picturesque littlo brook that saug noisily as it wended its way through the forest, a young girl sat with a book in her lap that hud a Tennyson look about it, but with her eyes fastened upon a little Skye terrier, which was performing all manner of antics upon the opposite side of the stream. Slowly Roger made his way home, but the- broad domain over which ho had so 'atcly gloated as tho homo to which he svould bring his bonny'brido had lost all its charms for him. 10! FOR SOUTH DAKOTA. Youth*, whom life lay before like an unwritten Her apparent agony of mind was so Intense that it seemed to have some effect even on the gipsy girl, who had hated her so bitterly, for when she spoke there was a vein of pity in hsr voloe, whether real or assumed it would be hard Indeed to say. . St-an lint; within ten feet of the two lovers was an elderly man, one who had evidently reached the of three-aeor® :i- was indicated !Dy kis Iron .- Maiden* fair, children Jovinjr, and innocent babes in the of the swift ruDliin? ycnra Hardly had he passed from Carol's sight down the forest aisle, before the bushes rustled not far away, and a female form hrust itself Into viow, a girl's face, with jhe largest black eyes imaginable, which were flashing with mingled firos. wave When high o'er the s 'unl of the cataracts roar, Came the voice of a hymn are have hesurl hair and beard, the former of which fi'll upon his shoulders; yet it was plain to o'er Indeed, the first intimation he had of her presence was the girlish laugh, so clear and silvery, iilto the notes of a true bell, with which she had greeted 8CDwo escapade of the liltle animal. If the lattor, then it accomplished well ita work, for Carol was more willing to. boiieve one who was in sympathy with her, than one who seemed to gloat over her misfortune. - Capt. Grant knew his power well, and It had been his intention in coming to the Terrace to use it to the best advantage. Perhaps this had something to do with the manner In which Lawrence Richmond cherished the spark of hatred for the Darrels in his breast, in order that he might have a just cause for separating the loTera. and o'er 'Twahjran of thanksgiving, bjth jiyousa d be seen that hi* Iron constitution had resisted the ravages of time, and that, so far as physical strength |s concerned, he was as halo and hearty as moat at forty. FREE FARE TO SETTLERS. He would have come to her again, but she motioned him away Imperiously. "Do not touch me, Roger; I will not allow it. Remember that hereafter we can be nothing to each other. Nora Warner stands between us. Lost to us are all dreams of happiness. We must face 4he future bravely and fight the battle of life. Yon must never even see me again." That tells of a home where the lost loved ones Her path lay directly across the one Eioger wm so sadly pursuing. Her sudden ind weird appearance startled Roger, ind caused him to spring back out of her *ay. Tin* voice of the father la deep to-ies was heard, Ami the carol of children, like sortie sweet-toned Afterward, when he looked back lo this time, Roger Darrell realize'd that his heart had gone out to this girl then and there, e\en before he had exchanged a word with her. "Poor child of the house-dweller," the gipsy said,her voice both low and soft, like the purring of a cat, and her manner possessed of no little magnetism; "after all you are not to hlame. Why should I feel hard toward you? We are both his victims. Strange that the fair ohild or the house-dweller and the poor Romany girl should meet as equals, but it is so. I have seemed to cut you to the heart, but some day you will thank me for my work, when you realize from what a terrible fate I have saved you. Adios, Carol Riohmond." This beautiful garden spot of the Continent presents t( the emigrant attractions more varied and substantial than any other land. In his hands he carried a stout cane. bird fie mai who ha i never k iown c::e, .•: D1 e o'd jfr.uiclame Jolted too In the Jlis countenance would have been a remarkable one at any time, but seen just then, contorted with the feeling of anger that seemed to possess his soul, it was a face that Roger would never forget to his dying day. And the fe She passed swiftly on, muttering vehemently to herself, but Roger was so ieeply absorbed in his own sad love iffalr, that, having recovered from his surprise, he paid no further attention to her. Varied though the emotions of Carol BIchmond must have been, they could ftot, of course, equal those that filled the mind and heart of Roger Barrel, as he stood there looking after his lost love, and realizing that fate had afjain taken a hand In the game, sundering the hearts that it had so strangely brought together. pray He had seen much of life, but wlijitflTef Strange may havo befallen him, Hogor Darrel hftd never loved before.. It was a long time before he would acknowledge the truth, even to himself, but it seemed Hint from the vory minute he gazed upon thai face, the void in hi* heart wns filled, and tl«o uii»ttUlhropic ideas engendered by a lonely life vanished as if touched by a magician's wand, and all the cftrlh appeared beau- he moth -r who clasped in one lorijf, laat em b~ace "Great heavens, Carol, you do not, can not mean It. You love me even as I love you. Nay, I will say it In spite of you. Why, then, should this terrible specter of the past haunt us? Let the dead past bury its dead; we live for the present and the future. Once more, Carol, my one and only love, will you come to me? For Heaven's sake, do not turn away so coldly; you will kill me 1" * * # The innocent bihe, with its fair, infant face— Sang above the wild rear of the wind and the Roger Darrel had not seen him for more than fifteen years, but some intuitive power seemed to toll him that he was now faoe to face with the man who had refused to forgive his father, even on his death-bed—Lawrenoe Richmond. He did not see the girl suddenly turn, wet upon him tho intonsest firelight of those flashing eyes, nor hear her awful Pittstonians who went there last month have purchased and are delighted with the location fhe hvrnti that will echo bevond the cold grave— X-arer mv Gad, t D Th e, "Why did we ever meet? Was it because Heaven wished to punish a Darrel for that sin! If that be so, then the blight has indeed fallen upon me; but I pray God that all the bitter pain and anguish mayDawe to me also; let not a Single shadowy regret touch her bright heart." Nearer to The*, threat. E'en th -ugli it be a cross, Tho tableau remained unbroken for more than a full minute, and then it was tho old gentleman who made tho first move. "The blow is falling, Roger Darrel, and it shall be the hand of the despised gipsy that sends the poisoned dart to your heart. Pain and trouble—they shall come to you through Barbara Merriles 1" "What, are you going?" * * * T ien the chorus swelled grandly o'er valley That reiseth me. uuil. "Yes; my duty is done. Should you wish to 6ee me again, you will find me here at noon. I love to sit and look at the waters of yon river, down, below. I do not ask you to believe my words: prove them by confronting the vuiian, and ask him if he knows Nora Warner. I am hero for vengeance. X haye come from a sunny land aver the great water, following him wherever he went, and ray first blow shall fall through you, though I do not bear you malice. Tou may hate me, but it will be as one would hate the bum of the iron searing the flesh after the poison of a mad dog had been sent The following letter, though not intended for publication is self-explanatory: and lt-a. Tht soon became friends "Roger," she was calm now, appar. ently, though Heaven only knew the state her poor lacerated heart was In. "Roger, you are wild when you insult me In that but I forgive you, for I do pot think you realize what you are saying. You were unwise to remain here, to seek my love when you saw that I was beginning to care for you. but I cannot oiame you for that. Here we must part!" * "Part?" he cried, with anguish in his voice. Is it, then, so absolute? Oh, Carol, my love, my life, are you to be lost to me forever? Ain I to live on In the future—not even the aimless life of the past, but one full of regrets, of pain so intense that death itself would be • merry? Do you doom me to this living grave, beloved?" "3 ill all my song shall 1kD, ni aror my Qod to Thee *oft lilow Theif was something intensely attractive. about Soger Darrel. He-was strikingly handsome, talented, and, bei?ides. hud mi air of sincerity about him thnt mvst have caused respect from everyone who was not a d.adiy foe. O The th-D n'ght winds o'er sweet flowers \ e One afternoon—would she ever forget It?—while Carol walked in the forest, her thoughts upon the strange break that had come into her life, she bocaruo oonsclous of the fact that sho was no longer alone, that some ono stood leaning agaftist a tree Just in front of her. While he still stood there, his thoughts busy, there came1 the sound of footfalls. "Noir.'r to Thee" llify sang ter der and low TU li •s oi) shore hushed the found of their mot light and full of grace, like Carol's, but heavy and firm—the tread of a mas. Ere he could turn, some one tapped him on the shoulder. Pierre. Dakota. Mat 6ih, 188t» AN EASTERN MAS'S EXPERIENCE IN THE FAR tears And w ited— their heart? filled with grief and It ii!iiClo him wineo a little whet I just bc'ort* the u waC u- lli 'hmoml Twia at 'd th Thos. Lynott E q., Avoca, Luzerne Co.. Pa. WEST i d fears. lid !l Pear Son: We arrived at Pierre on Friday The staff correspondent of the New York Tribune who Las bean investigate g D»kott Asain eauw the voices fro-n out ou the billows. Which son will roll over their coM, earthly ue understood that she was a niece o; the old gentleman, for had ho not  bto whole family when iu tho south? "A word with you, sir." uigbt, and f»u d your cousins all wel1 and pillow With a start she looked up, and her eyes fell upon a strange girl. Wheeling, he found himself face to face With a dashing-looking man. The moon's rays fell upon his figure, but the broadbrimmed hat shaded his face, so that only a general view could be obtained. much pleased with the country. On Saturday and us r. sources, says 'Though, like a wanderer, It came about that Carol Riehmonc believed htm to be the steward of Darrel Chace, for, like the neighbors, she firmh understood the youag master to be stil abroad. There was no mistaking what she was, for, although dressed much different, and In much more costly apparel than all the gipsies, Carol had ever seen, as if she was of foreign blood, there was the «n, mistakable gipsy stamp about her face and peculiar costume. we drove out to their farm and found Ibey 'Pierre, Scjjith Dakots, has the (hit-si sin for the Capital; and her situniou is mo! as :o mike the Indian question one of the gr aiest n.oment in all ber calculations. Thut he sun Konf down, into it." 'arknesi My r fDD stoLtf be over me Turning, the strange creature was had a beautiful piece of land where they were Hushed was the billo.vs. rna-, while thry sang gone, *nie night was one long to bo remem- "You are at perfect liberty to say as many as you choose, sir," replied Roger. at work putting in crops After looking the part of the Reservation which is to he openfti for settlement, is direatly across the river, ami Fiei rc is the nearest point through it to the Black Hills. As soon as the way is clear the Chicago & Northwestern Railroad w ill spat, the Missouri with a bridge and push its Dakota line directly into the Hills. Tfc s mo«ns everything to 1'ierrc and to central Dakota Pierre is the western terminus of the „reat tenderly Borne time passed before Roger realized this mistake on her part, and then it had gone so far that he decided to lef things take their own course, though h( would not say a single word to add to the deception she unwittingly practiced upon herself. bored He had no Idea who this man was or what he wanted, and in his present eoaditlon It was a matter of small importance to him. Capt. Grant did not realize what a volcano he was arousing—perhaps he did not care, being such a fire-eater himself. couotry over the and I were so miCcb Vet i'i my drc ms I'd be, nearer my God to In the eastern sky the round moon, walking in glory, lent her silvery light to the world, below, and myriads of twinkling stars, mysterious lanterns of the night, were hung about to assist, in a feeble way, her brave effort pleased with the prospects that vve conclu led Although Carol been a trifle surprised and startled at first, she had quickly got over that, and was about to resume her walk, when the gipsy girl addressed her. "You know not what you ask, Roger. In the time to come you will see that my course was the only right one. I bear with you because of my love, and for the reason that you are mad now. I could hardly wait to see you. The very seoonds seemed hours, and I thought I should lose my senses." to remain so I purchased 160 acres of laud A w.»ve higlwrose anl their frail bark sped on. Little knew tli »y, or feared, as they sac.g on and half & mile west of Michael Lynotr,s, every frot of which is gocd prairie, s i', and there is ThD*y seeniel to see heaven, that 'home cf th Such glowing black eyes had surolv never been seen before. They lit up Uio whole brown face, and at times made it seem actually beautiful. besides a weil of good water on the place, and Beyond tte will t nipest, and rough waves that roll soul There was no agreement to meet again, and yet a tacit understanding seemed to rest between them to the effect that at certain hours Carol was wont to frequent this place, and that he should And hoi there. Through openings in the branches above, the moon peeped down, oastlng long silver spears to the ground that seemed to vibrate as the night air  the leaves overhead. "My words shall be brief and to the point. That lady you were speaking to was Miss Richmond?" a new windmill, besides a small house and a fenced field. Chicago i, Northwestern Riilroad, a id ih* point from which, when the Sioux Reserve tioo is opened, it will pr cted onward to thC Black Hills. Twixt the val'ey of rest, and the dark vale of "A LIGHT BREAKS m UrON ME." "Stay, child of the house-dweller. Be not in haste to leave me. I have o here with the purpose of meeting~you, for I have something to tell you," she 6ald, In the strangest voice imaginable. It was like the cooing of a dove, yet with a vein easily traced in it that grated like the clashing of cymbals, or the weird notes of her native castanets. "Where and from whom did you hear about—Nora Warner?" he asked* The words were in the form of a question, and though the Virginian had started at first, he drew his form up proudly. We are well satisfied with the bargain and And their song was as sweet as an angel's prayer. "Aha!" ho exclaimed, almost hissing the words through his tfienched teeth, while his hand tightened its grasp upon the cane, "a light breaks in upon me. It is easy to understand now why your afternoons have been so well taken up that you have had no time to spare with me. And you, a Biohmond, betray the trust I put in youl For shame, Carol, for shame 1" none of us want to go back to Pennsylvania, I here let the way atDpear, That night Roger Darrel, pacing up and down the avenue of elms smoking, became bo abstracted as to allow his cigar to go out, a thing that had nevei happened with him before. The air was melodious with the summer chorus of the night, as heard on tin Potomac. "From, a gipsy girl who seemed to know you—Barbara Merrlles." The trip to Pierre is one full of inter st from the day you leave Chicago, and as no other line runs there tut the Chicago and Northwestern Railroad, you travpl through IUinoiWiscorsin, Mim esota and Dakota,ind the scenery is continually changiBg. One sees something new along the whole line. N-» better time cm be made, and the accommodations are Bplendid, officers are courteous, sind tho people you meet filled with life and energy. St. ps unto heaven"— "Taking It for granted that your conjecture Is the truth, what business Is that of yours, may I inquire?" he said, with some show of warmth, for there was a subtle something In the voice of the gallant captain that had given Roger a start, he knew not why, for It seemed wfll pay very v eil here, we ma le close c»a- «s we mean to go into stock farming, which A crash broke up n the ear, Their raft was riven. Boger was walking slowly up and down with his arms behind him. Where his thoughts were could be easily guessed, and, therefore, what must have been his astonishment to see a slender, whiterobed figure standing in front of him. He repeated the name after her, and she knew not whethei It was fear or hatred that made his voleo vibrate like a cord tensely strung. 'Barbara Merrlles!" Oh, o'er the roiling wave, bounding and free. Nearer, Our Father, they're "nearer to Thee;" Yes, they hive crossed the dark rolling river— nectious at all points on the j mmey and have He was thinking of the young girl, and trying to picture her in his mind, but, although her image ha.d left an ipip-VWeJUnnmaeT"" ',TT fDC» 7C~n"r7i not bring her face before his mental been very well treated since our arrival at Their boat returns, never—ah, never! But, past all mo: tal cares, in love and gladn-s^. To that bright, I a;Dpy land, where none can "Something to say to me ? Of whom would you talk?" asked Carol in surprise. "Of Boger Darrel." Pierre. Altogether I can say to our friends tried to stammer out her. "You do know her, then ?' she asked. :"I have good reaWP tfe C6VXEOUlflf"present trouble, though she seems to have a hand in all the pain that eomoe to me, and there have been times when I actually believed the old gipsy*} malediotion was coming true. Carol, is there no chance for me? IInet 1 suffer still for that old stain ? God knows I have bad enough of the shame— far too much for a man who bears none of the blame. Speak, and with a word decide m future. Shall it be go, or stayr n Pennsylvania that if they think of comirg "What, Carol. -L.1'*_Li'_uor~ra~rt _realK- say, West at &11 they should visit Hughes county. The Bras of McDonald and Proudfoot who have their itfioes all over ihe Kast and West are now arranirng to run a strips of excursions to Pierre, and these kC ntlemen are now well know for their reli*bility and worth, and have done much towards building up the the country and tiwn of Pierre. By writi? ih°m any one cau obtain full information relative to lands and prices, and lull partnru'*rD- as to railroad fare, Ac. Parties who nridesirious of obtaning homes in the WeBi would do well to consult with them at Scranton, Pa., or any pf ih'ir numerous agents." sever, vision "Hush! do not make the matter worse by attempting to explain. You have deceived me, and nothing can undo that. Still, it might havo beau worse, and I njay yet forgive this lover, who Is too much of a craven to seek you in your father's homo. Turn around, young man, and lot me see your face. My eyes ire not what they used to be, and you have held your head low, as if your soul recognized the wrong you have been doing my daughter's fair name in these clandestine meetings. If you be a man, raise your head, sir, and look me in tho home to the heart of tho pale lily, and the black eyes, quick to see the startled look of pain, took upon themselves a glow that one could easily imagine was satisfaction. tenderly "I am here to learn the truth. Roger; where is Nora Warner?" she said, almost "You are impudent, Soger Darrel. It is my business in so far that Miss Richmond is my promised wife, and It behooves a man to see that her honor is not tarnished by clandestine meetings such as the one I have just witnessed," said the captain, in pompous tones. It is necessary for om to have a copy of my Lovid ones have passed away, o'er the dark All be pould remember was a pair of lapis lazuli eyes that seemed to flash with the sunlight of the soul within, and which had played such havoc with his heart that It would never be good foi aught again, unless, as an old writer hat it, the commodity in question could possibly be used for a housewife's sieve. icitizens' papers. You will please, tbertfori Iiver! Carlisle, Pa., June 15,1SS9. viwiy give your Uncle Anthony $1.00 and his ex CF Al'TER III. pensea to go to Ser&nion and get a copy of FETTERED BY FATE Carol saw this, and it served to give her a fictitious strength. She divined now that something terrible was about to be made manifest, and while her soul sickened with apprehension, she assumed a brave front. "THE GIPSY'S C'CRSE HAS DOOMED ME.» the pipers. Please forward at once. fOGER DARREL never came nearer to uttering an oath than when those words broke so abruptly from the lips of Carol Richmond. He was u ndoubtedly taken by surprise and oft his guard, else ho would haye at least shown more self-possession. The moon fell full upon his face, and he moved aside Into the shadow, as If its light annoyed Mm, but not before Carol ha 1 seen the Mood le.ip to his brow and cbep'ffr. and a 1 K.k of alarm, nay, of positive horror, tame into his eyes, the eyes she hud loved to watch, and which to her had seemed so honest, and manly, and true. "What you say I brand as an infamous falsehood, sir, whoever you may be;" and the Virginian could hardly restrain himself from doing the man before him personal injury, such was the heat to which his anger had arisen. Very truly yours. Far into the night he strolled up and down the avenue, while the moon In the eastern heavens walked in glory. John Lvnott, "What would you toll mo of Roger Darrel, girl?" E»#l Pierre, Dakota. A Thrilling Virginia Romance. A score of times his head was turned in the direction of Richmond Terrace, which possessed a new attraction to him now. Every little while his lips would let fall a sentence, and the general burden of his thoughts seemed to be of Carol and the great change she had already made in his life. She turned upon him then, her face pale and firm. "Has It ever occurred to yon that this lover of yours has a secret? Thero is something in Roger Darrel's past that will chill your blood with horror—a skeleton that he has tried to bury these many years, but which will not be kept under ground. Ah ! he has deceived you a* ho deceived me. Soft words blind tho eyes. To you he is all that is good and noble— to me, all that is bad. He is a devil 1" "For that I will call you to account', Roger Darrel. In the meantime I wish to ask you a question in regard to this meeting. Was it a voluntary one on the part of Miss Richmond, or did you force her into meeting you?" BY EMMA S. SOUTHWORTH. eyes." "There is but one way, Roger. Do not try to tempt me. Let me remember you as an honorable man. I am going now. No, do not try to kiss me; it can never be again. Think of me sometimes, my lost love, and I—I shall pray for you." DHKOTM OFFERS There were several reasons why the Wood should leap Into the face of Roger Darrel. Copyright 1888, by Laird & Lea. In the first place, the words of Lawr. nco Richmond had fallen upon his ears like a thunder-clap, and staggered him. Carol, his daughter! A long life, [COSTINUED ] CHAPTER I Roger hesitated. One would think from hia manner, and the style of his mutterings, that ho was deciding a weighty question, and that this was indeed so the events of the near future proved beyond a doubt. Almost before he knew It she was gone. His limbs seemed weighted with lead, for he could not follow,even though his spirit willed it. He readily comprehended what the object of the captain was, and was most willing to shoulder all the blame. Perfect Health, Matchle s wealth, A FATEFUL MEETING, ROM the towers on top of Darrel Chace, looking in three directions, one might gaze upon the broad domain that now was the inheritance of Roger Like an inspiration it eame to him, and ho realized that she was the little three year-old Carrie, who had been toddling around at the time of the dispute which made his father and Lawrence Richmond such deadly foes. . "What mean you? For God's sake, speak, girl. Don't you see I am stilling?" gasped Carol, one white hand grasping her perfect throat as though she was almost unable to breathe. "I am the cause of the meeting. Does that satisfy you, sir? "Whatever blame there may be, put it upon me," he replied, calmly. Generous neighbors, He watched her out of sight, his whole frame strained to the utmost tension. Oh! what agony was in his heart, what longing in his. eyes. "I am a villlan, if I seek to gain her love with this shame upon my name, this secret in my life. How the good people here would 6hun me if they only knew the truth. I am sorry I came now, sorry I ventured to be so rash, but, having risked all, am not the man to turn back. I shudder to think what would be the result, if exposure came, when I had won her love—had grown to think dearly of her myself. Heaven prevent It." A fortune to the poorest, "I accept the apology," returned the captain, quicKly, and with such remarkable sang froid that Roger was taken completely by surprise. The richest Foil in the world, How strange that the idea had never entered his head before. He saw now just where he had deceived himself, as Carol had done with regard to his own identity. A wicked gleam came into the gipsy's oj'bs. "The curse of Cain must be upon me," he cgpttered, almost groaned. "I thought to live down that disgrace, but It has sprung upon me unawares, and ruined my life. The gipsy-hag's curse has doomed me!" The right h ind of fellowship to every one, "Listen to me, then, daughter of the house-dweller, and I will tell you of his infamy. All this Barbara Merriles can ,prove. The man you love, the man Who has wooed you with soft, honeyed words, and whom you believe to be tho soul of honor—that man, Roger Darrel, lias a wife living shut up in a mad-house." She was watching him anxiously, eagerly, and well she had cause to, foi her whole future depended, whether tot good or evil,upon what tils answer should be, and she had summoned all the resolution of her nature to her aid In this trying moment. She caught her breath with a gaep when she saw what a terrible change was produced In him already by that question. Contentment and sot ial pleasures of a high ordvr, Darrel. "That It was not meant for an apology, you coward, Is well known to you, and I prove it thus." Unusual advantages for the farmer, mechanic and professional inan V He was alone in the world. A year previous h 1 s father had died, leaving all to his son. Before That was one reason why he should blush; another good one lay in the words of the old man. There was an agile spring, and with his open palm he slapped the captain in the faoe. A beautiful picture for the tourist, who finds new beauties in her landscape A few more turns up and down, and then he again apostrophized the moon. CHAPTER 1Y. And, finally, Dakota offers everything desired by the most C'isappointcc His tone was insulting, too, considering the fact that he was addressing a proud man, and tho wealthiest land-owner for many miles around. Roger knew that an explosion was at hand, but he was now nerved to meet it. THE MAK WITH THE BLACK GLOVE. person in the over-crowdeJ Kast, if he will work wisely and well "You are indeed a coward if you do not flee from this place; a weak coward, Roger Darrel. Something seems to tell me that the future holds the life of that sweet girl close to mi no. Too weal; to break away, you will remain here and perhaps bring sorrow upon her golden head. If that be so, then may all the pain fall on you. It is hard to tear away from the one glimpse of sunshine in a clouded life—hard to put happiness away with a stern hand when it seems to be within grasp." Carol Richmond shrank back appalled, as those horrible words, uttered in a sibilant whisper by the gipsy girl, smoto her ears. and after that sad event the young man-had traveled over most of the known world, but at last, weary of wandering, he had como back to his native land, and once more trod the domain that had been In the family for generations back. 1 7  Carol reached Terr&oe the er knew, for It med to her she Just parted •h Roger at the ot the steps, *re she entered broad hall to toafronted by father, who rht her wrist v. fiercely. The Lands we Offer are Near the Proposed New Capital ot the state, and She had sprung the gipsy's mine upon him unawares, and to all appearances It was working in a way that would speedily bring out the truth, though to her it might be a death-warrant. Now is the lime to Locate Even while the flush still stained his cheeks, Roger removed his hat and with manly dignity stood beforo the old gentleman. There was no reason why he should be ashamed because he loved the daughter of his deadly enemy, and yet a cold chill seemed to pass over hi3 heart as he saw the look that appeared upon Lawrence Richmond's face. There was something so blood-curdling in their significance that her very heart seemed to cease beating, and lie like lead within her. She would have fallen but for the support the tree gave her. On three sides could be seen the broad stretch of rich upland that called him master; over the avenue of elms on the fourth one might get a glimpse of the ivy-mantled walls of Richmond Terrace. "Roger," she cried, despairingly, «for the love of mercy, speak! Do you not see that I am almost dying, darling? Oh, say that it is not so; tell mo it was a base calumny, and I will believe you ; yes, believe you against all the world. Speak, my Roger; tell me it is not true." Unviag 100,000 acres from which to select, we can feuit y.iu in PRICE, As for Barbara Merriles, sho stood there watching her victim with the remorseless gleam of a pitiless tigress in her eyes. One could have thought, from the keen satisfaction she seoittetf to exhibit in thus lacerating the lvhrt of this fair girl, whose face was like ilie pale blush of the delicately-tinted rose, that she had a eau?« to hate her, and yet they had never met before. LOCATION AND TERMS. How well Roger remembered spending half his boyhood days in the strange manor-house, which had been, indeed, a second home to him. His father and Lawrence Richmond had been bosom friends, and this intimacy had continued until Roger was over 12 years of age. Then some trifling dispute about a boundary line arose, and, both being men of passionate tempers, it had waxed warmer until it assumed the proportions of a family feud. For Further Information call on or Address*: As the steward of the great estate, Darrel Chacc, the young man, wooed and won Carol Richmond. The sneer that had accompanied his words gave away to a look of implacable hate and savage fury. "Come Into the library, Carol," he said, with Intense passion in his voice. F- 8- backer, The struggle in his mind was terrible, for ho knew that if he denied all knowledge of Nora Warner, she would believe him as sho would an angel from Heaven. She had led a somewhat lonely life, and he had dawned upon it like the prince In a fairy-tale. To her, he was all the world. Her love was not demonstrative, but It would live through time to eteraltv. Changes might come, bringing sorrow in-their train, but the love of Carol Richmond, once gained, would last forever. "You are other than I believed," ho finally gasped, rather than spoke. "I am Roger Darrel," replied the young man simply. At another time this would have alarmed her, and perhaps aroused her dormant spirit, but she now seemed hopelessly crushed, and with a listless air followed him. For fully a minute Carol was unable to say a word, and her blue eyes had almost shut, for she was on the Very verge of becoming Insensible. There was a ringing in her ears, and yet she could plainly hear the usual noises of the woodland, the hoarse croaking of the tree-frog, and the shrill-voiced cicnf'a, Think, then, what a temptation it was to the man. Would it not be for the best in the end if he denied it? She would believe him then—but what of the future? Real Estate and Loans. "Then you aro my bitterest foe. You thought to strlko a blow at my heart, by stealing my pet daughter, but heaven has thwarted you, you villain," grated he, as one hand grasped Carol's wrist and drew her to him, while with the other ho shook his heavy cane in Roger's face. Once the library door was closed, Lawrence Richmond turned on her almost savagely. Over Miners' Bank, Pitlstou, f*n. Tho families were separated, and never to this day had Roger Darrel set foot upon Richmond property.- When his father lay dying, he would have bridged over the chasm of hate, but Lawrence Richmond was either away, or elpe refused to grant the request, Roger never knew which. Roger Darrel should have been the happiest of mortals, as, standing In God's temple, the forest, he and Carol plighted their troth; in the sweet hopeful future it should be "each for the other through time and eternity." When happiness had come to them, might she not in some way learn the U-uth, and then, denouncing his perfidy, scorn, upbraid and loath the man who had deceived her? General AgGnt for Proudfoot & McDonald, "Did you meet Capt. Grant?" he asked. ■■ SLAPPED THE CAPTAIN IN THE FACE. After that it was war to the death. "You will hear from me, sir, and this hour will be the bitterest of your life," returned the captain, taking out his pocket-handkerchief and rubbing his cheek as if it had been contaminated. Rosrer uttered an exclamation. "The man with the black glove," he muttered. 309 Laekawauaa Avenue, Seranton, Pa. while the innumerable iusects hum "I saw nothing of him," she replied. The captain was a gentleman who had been visiting them for a few day past, a fierce war-dog—in his own estimation— and the most celebrated duelist outside of Paris. He had been showing Carol some attentions, but she detested him; and, consequently, when the captain learned from her father of her love for Roger Darrel, the soldier duelist was not in the most pleasant of humors toward the young Virginian, whom he savagely threatened to "call out" in the presence of the old gentleman, who had applauded his action, though thus far it had come to naught. CHATTER II. "WHERE IS NOBA WARN'EB." and droned lazily in the warm at piiere, gathering at those points wlv n the bold sunlight, entering through rifts in the foliage above, sent long golden lances to the mossy ground below. There was, indeed, a stain upon his name, and to link her to it would be a most foul aot. Better a wrenching pain in the start than the slow, consuming agony of years. Although he had decided that the past must not come between him and Carol, yet there were times when a fearful dread seized upon him with such force as to make him shudder. Some years before, the young man had heard that the whole of Richmond's family had been swept away by a poatllonee while in the south, and that the bereaved old man had shut himself up in his manor, refusing to see any.one but the servants. HE action of the old gen tlemaii was so aggressive, that Roger instinctively fell back a pace before the threatening cane, but he s p e e dily recovered, and faced the enraged man The reaction came at last. juts jewelry store, Carol inherited some of the determined will of her father, and although tho gipsy girl's words had stunned her at first, sho recovered by degrees. It began to dawn upon her mind that there might be 6ome mistake; her faith in her lover was great, and she could not believe that he would be guilty of such a terrible thing as this of which the black-eyed girl accused him. Roger Darrel was but a man, with many faults common to the best of us. but Uis soul was above such ignominy then and there. With a stern hand he put tho temptation behind him-and faced tae pain that almost overwhelmed him. What If she should learn the truth in some way; would she not hate, despise and loath him? Was ever man placed in such a fearful dilemma? Duty lay on one side, love on the other. He closed his eyes, and blindly rushed on to his fate. (to be oownruKn.) A Pinch of Sntlff. He had now been home several weeks and explored every nook of the well remembered estate. The high wall that had been erected betwoen tho two mansions had never been looked after, and This he had heard while abroad, In a crowded city street an ill natured mastiff seized a little dog by the throat and began viciously shaking him. A crowd soon gathered. Words, blows and kicks failed to make the mastiff let go his hold. The little dog was howling piteously. At this juncture, when the lookers on were wondc ring what to do, a young man, exquisitely dressed, came along. He et once comprehended the situation."Carol, my love," he groaned, piteously, "Would to Heaven I could deny it. I would give ten years of my life to wipe out the blot upon tho Darrel name. I have bowed my head beneath the shame that came with Nora Warner for years, and had oome to look upon myself as a misanthrope when I met you, and loved you." Removed from calmly, saying as he did so "Child," he said, and his heavy eyebrows contracted into a frown, "you have been disobeying my wishes. This very night you have been in the company of the man I hate, the man against whom I warned you, and who will yet bring sorrow into your young life. Have you not been with Roger Darrel?" Water Street to It was In the latter part of July, and for the time of the year the weather was delicious. "Believe me, Mr. Richmond, I declare to you on my honor as a gentleman " "It is false!" sho cried; "how dare you tell me such a thing? You aro either insane, or elso malicious. What reason have you to hate Roger Darrel, that you should traduce him to me thus? How dare you, I say ?" now lay In desolate ruins. 21 florth JWain Evidently, in his terrible affliction, Lawrenco Richmond had forgotten his enmity, though Roger doubted not the flame still slumbered in his breast, for he was a mail of powerful mind; hence, he had wisely refrained from making his return home known to the inmates of Richmond Terrace. Roger and Carol were seated on an old log In the picturesque forest, watching the antics of little Fido, and looking through the green aisles or the romantic woods. "Honor! A Darrel speak of honor! Come now, that is too good, young man." St., Again the blood leaped into Roger's face at this insult. A younger man would havo paid the ponaltv of his rashness on the spot. Lawrence Richmond's age and the fact that he was her father caused tiie young man to hold his impulso in "Leave him to me,''he said; "lean manage him " Her slender figure was drawn up with queenly grace, and there was a majesty in her very manner, but the gipsy did not seem to be very deeply impressed by it. "Then it is true?" she asked, her soul apparently in her eyes. (Opposite Gazette Office.) They had been engaged over a week now, and on this very day Roger had decided to disclose his personality to his betrothed. Ho had often pictured her incredulity and delight when she learned that he was the master of Darrel Chace, and not the steward, as she had all the while believed, having misunderstood his name in the beginning in some unaccountable manner, but the thought that she would see anything to horrify her in thte acknowledgement had never occurred to "You speak truly, father." "And you have dared disobey me. Girl, you know not what you do when yon so recklessly brave my anger. My temper has been a curse all my life, and but for my great love for you I would not low be ablo to control it. Hear me, child; you shall never be Roger Dan-el's wife! This I have swofB, and in it I will not be thwarted." There was an incredulous laugh from the crowd, and cries of *;The dude's here I" "Thinks he's smart'n the rest on usP "Let the dude fix htm I" and the like. "God help me; yes, it is true 1" Indeed, there were few who knew Roger Darrel had returned to the houso of his ancestors; they believed him still to be traveling in foreign lands, and the young heir mado no attempt to undecolve them. He had no desire for company, but had come home for rest. cheek She laughed, and there was a something in tho cachinnation that graced upon tho nerves, and produced an unpleasant feeling. She uttered a low, piteous moan at this for never did the death sentence passed by judge upon culprit in the prisoner's box, sound with more terrible force than his words to her. "ilr. Richmond, you and mv father were enemies, but at his death he woujd have had you with him eo that ho might have asked your pardon for his share of the difference existing between you tvvj. Whether you over received his message,or not, I do not know, but you gave no sigj. He is in his grave now, and I, his only son, havo given you no reason to hate me. Then, why should we not be friends? The young man drew from his pocket a silver snuff box, and held a pinch of «miff under the mastiff's nose. THE LARGEST AND FINEST STOCK OF WATCHES AflD JEWEftLiY The powder soon did its work. The big dog began sneezing vigorously, and of course had to open his mouth. He dropped the little dog find took to hisheelsv frightened and ashamed, his tail drooping like a whipped cur's. The crowd broke into a rottndof applause; the young man smiled aud went on his way, —Youth'# Companion. "Dare! You are not acquainted with tho gipsy character, I styj, or you would not ask such a question. There is nothing that Barbara Merriles would not dare undertake. Hate Roger Darrel? Yes, I have cause to. but hate could never Roger thought she was about to fall, and, regardless of all else, he sprang for-: ward and caught her in his arms'those arms which Carol had so fondly believed should, while she lived, hold her against the whole world. "Spare your words, father. If I was of the same mind as yesterday, you would find that I possessed Just as resolute a determination as you, and nothing ypq IlsT FITTSTOIT, Darrel Chace was in itself a grand old pile of masonry, and the architect must have been a deep dlscip.le of the Cor-