tHE MAN FROM SOME- WHERE. BY KATE EOEINSON. 7' Li 1 Vl&y ELL," said Jack Kb 1 fwujfa Thurston, rising i^Sr from the arm-chair in which for the last If hour he had been y comfortably enscon- Yv Ce<^> likening to the v\ pTf thrilling adventures T Kir and experiences of >7 Detective Briggs, (f Kgrj CM J ^e recounter, who •>.< yg q Ig^] had almost invari- ''vi\ ably brought his v^l)// y/b r\ stories to a success- \( (f) ful conclusion by the Jf yj capture of the" sha- dowed" criminals; ffl but the last tale he £ Jl had told was, as yet, |; uj incomplete, for tnougn tne guilty JersA. was yorteotly well-known, the police aould not obtain sufficient evidence to justify his arrest. Well, old man, good-bye; though, what sort of looking man is this gen- tlemanly villain you have just told me about P I might run across him some day," he added, with a laugh. He s handsome and distinguished looking; wears a heavy black moustache to hide a tear at the corner of his mouth; his blue eyes are just a little too near his nose, and he has a trick of drooping his ljch, and slowly raising them before speakmg. But don't fancy he can't look you in the face, for he can, and the straighter he looks, the bigger the villainy he's contemplating, and the harder be's lving. Ah he's a downy one is I Slipper Ned. "But why on earth," said Jack, you don't pop down on him, and trust to rivet the Dhain of evidence against him after his arrest, licks me Because it might never be riveted. The police are the servants of the public, and a rare bully they serve. If the man should be acquitted, a hue and ory would be raised there would be sneers and laughs at the "oraas stupidity" of the polioe; my reputa- tion would suffer, and my promotion be re- tarded." 11 And for such selfish motives," cried Jack, you leave a blackguard loose upon society, to rob and swindle honest folk at his own tweet will." "The way of the world, Mr. Thurston," laid the detective, with a shrug of his ihouldera, the way of the world," »»•••• The next day Jack journeyed down to Canter- bury on a visit till over Christmas, yet a fort- night ahead, to the Bryants, to whose daugh- ter, Daisy, he was engaged. Handsome Jack, besides being a general favourite, was ieoidedly olever. There were to be theatricals on Christmas Eve, which he was to stage manage; and Daisy had written an urgent appeal to him-to" come down at once." What is troubling you, Daisy r" Jack en- quired, when the first greetings were over. Oh I am very stupid," Daisy answer ed, deprecatingly, but it's Mr. Serroix, the 'man from somewhere,' I oall him; he makes papa do whatever he wa'its, Mamma was taken ill yesterday, so suddenly and strangely; and who wanted a nurse when I am here. But Mr. Serroix did, and then, of course, papa. He recommended one. He telegraphed for her, and she's come very nice, and so lovely, but, Jack, I—I—and mamma, too—didn't tvant her," and Daisy finishes her broken speech with an angry little stamp. Jack made Mr. Serroix acquaintance that night at dinner, and charming as he proved, there was still something as repelling as ha was fascinating. He was tall, with a small head set on broad shoulders; his hair black, as was his heavy moustache; skin white M marble, and his deep set eyes were blue, and just a trifle too near his nose. Jack thought of Mr. Briggs and "Slipper Ned," and laughed to think he might have believed this to be the identioal man had he not found him the guest of his own future father-in- law; but he had the habit of drooping and raising his lids which Mr. Briggs described as peouliar to the thief, and Jack felt uneasy in spite of himself. That Mr. Bryant was enthralled by him was evident; aiso, that he was making love to Daisy—a fact that made Jack's blood boil. Mrs. Bryant, to the doctor's surprise, did not improve, but continued in the same weak state, not getting worse, but not progressing. However, it was not deemed necessary to postpone the theatricals, and as the parts were all allotted to neighbouring people, and there was to be no large house party, the illness of the hostess did not materially interfere. He- hearsals were called, and as the three princi- pal performers—Daisy, Jack, and Serroix— were excellent amateur actors, the perform- ance on Christmas live promised to be a grand luccess. The pieoe was —" Lesson in Love Daisy playing the widow, Mrs. Sutherland; and to her huge delight, she had been promised her mother's magnificent set of sapphires for the evening, a set famous for its beauty and value, and in the possession of which Mrs. Bryant was justly proud. Christmas Eve arrived, and, to the conster- nation of all, Mrs. Bryant was still unable to leave her bed. She would not hear of their oostponing the performance, Only, Daisy tear," she said, pray, pray take care of my lapphires." The last finishing touch bnd been put to the little fit-up and its scenery, the last direction given, so, wearied out, Jack con- sidered he had earned his recreation, a walk through the cold, crisp air, and Daisy, being engaged, a pipe for his companion. He went past lawn and paddock, down to the shrub- bery at the farther end where the hollies, bright with berries, and the arbutum of firs, made a delightfully secluded place for lovers. Perhaps it was the memory of certain happy hourspaseed within its shelter thatdrew hissteps there this afternoon. There had been a slight fall of snow, and his tread fell noiselessly; as he entered the winding path through the evergreens, he heard voices in front: a man's voice, low and indistinguishable; a woman's, loud and excited. "I tell you," she was saying, II I have only bad a thimbleful of brandy; not enough to hurt a cat. I oan't drink the cold, beastly claret, as you know. Don't fear for me. She won't be well enough to come down; that's been managed, and the rest is easy. I won't ipeak lower! there's no one about, and I'm dead sick of crawling and whispering. You have one part to play io-night, I another; and you bet I'm all letter perfect as you are," and a loud, coarse laugh finished the sentence, followed by a sba.p ory, "Don't. don't Noddy, you hurt me; I'll be quiet jif you'll let go my wrist." Seized with a horrible suspicion, Jack stood aside, and watched. Through the boughs he could see the end of the path whence the speakers must issue. He had not long to wait, though his curiosity was but partially satis- fied, for the woman appeared -alone. The woman Nurse Alice in sober garb, but her lovely face flushed eyes wild, her gait not over steady I Her companion was right; she had taken more than a thimbleful of brandy. But that oompanion I where was he P The question was soon answered. The man appeared 1 the man from somewhere "— Serroix. What villainy were they concocting -these two, who were so intimate, and who professed merely to have met whilst Nurse Alice was engaged attending a friend of Serroix ? Mr. Bryant must, of course, be informed of his discovery but Jack reflected. Nothing much could happen through the evening, and to speak before the performance would, at tho least, make things uncom- fortable; and should Mr. Bryant make a row," Daisy's pleasure, with that of many other expeotant people, would be destroyed; but afterwards, before retiring to bed, Jack determined to unburden his mind. The evening came, and the play was a brilliant success. Daisy had looked ravishing in one act; the sapphires had duly per- formed their part. She had worn a white velvet dress, without flower or ribbon; only the priceless glittering stones had broken its simplicity, and how these bad gleamed and shone and sparkled upon her pretty neok and arms, and amidst the masses of her yellow hair. There had been more than one long breath of envy and delight from amongst the fair members of the audienoe. The last word was uttered; the lastcalltaken; the curtain dropped. The guests had repaired to the large hall, where supper was spread, when a startled scream rose above the dim and hubbub of the chatter and the laughter, and all turning, saw Daisy standing at the door of the room she bad used to dress in, white and soared, holding in her bands a jewel casp open-and empty. No need to ask the matter, the sapphires were gone Then ensued a scene of confusion. Mr. Bryant, angry and indignant; Daisy stunned with grief; the guests, for the most part, pleasurably excited. As in a flash Jack understood. "Daisy," he cried eagerly, gently relieving her of the case, "tell me quickly who was with you to-night ? H Only my maid, Nanette." Only her ? Think, think again." "Nurse Alice came in for a few moments to tell me how mamma was." "And you left her alone with the sapphires ? And Nanette." "Nanette, Nanette," cried Jack; "where are you P If lIere, sir," said the maid; for by this time all the servants bad assembled. "Did you leave nurse Alice alone whilst Miss Bryant was out of the room ? "Nurse Alice was taken ill, sir. I had to run for some vinegar, but I was not gone two minutes; and she was too ill to move, I'm surajtSir." 'N 0 I" declared Jack emphatically she, too, was acting. I accuse nurse Alice of stealing the sapphires. Where is she ? I am here," came the answer in soft, musical tones. There was a murmur of admiration and pity amongst the spectators. Fo lovely and, in appearance, innocent. With hands clasped, head thrown well baok, her violet eyes plead- ing, and yet fearless, she formed indeed a pathetically beautiful picture. Jack felt unless he could prove his case without delay, public indignation would be strong against him. "I am here, at your mercy, without one friend to help me. Of what do you accuse me ? Of stealing the i-jwyls." I am innocent." she affirmed gently, yet decisively. Why not accuse Nanette ? Nanette is a trustworthy servant," Daisy cried indignantly." I would stake my life on her honesty." Look here, Jack, exclaimed Mr. Bryant, "isn't this a little bard on nurse. Of course this matter must be thoroughly sifted, but are you not rather premature in making this acousation ? Nurse Alice is a lady." She is a fraud," said Jack bluntly here under false pretences. Only this afternoon I overheard—well," he added, remembering his host might not care to have his careless haste to piok up friends made public, that is for your private ear; but when I tell you that which she won't be able to deny, your faith in that hypocritical Madonna may a trifle waver. I saw her this afternoon tipiy, scarce ab!e to walk." A sudden quick wave of passion and dismay swept over the beautiful face, then it passed as swiftly as it came, and the woman had recovered her serenity, almost before it was perceptible she had lost it. Oh, Mr. Thurston she sighed piteously why are you so cruel to me? What have I done that. you should trump up all these wicked charges against me ? Madam," said Mr. Bryant, for your sake, as well as mine, the police must be instantly communicated with. The jewels are probably still in the house, and I request that no one, either friend or servant, will attempt to leave it until the arrival of the inspector. Williams," turning to the butler, tell Cobb to saddle Nestor, and ride over to the police station at once." "Stay," cried Nurse Alice, "I demand that you clear me in your own mind. If I" -with infinite scorn—"have stolen the sap- phires, they must be either upon my person or amongst my possessions. Search me and thPIYL" Of what good P asked Jack impatiently. II You have put them in a place of safety, or you would not proffer such a request. You have," cried he boldly, pointing his finger straight at Serroix, "handed them over io your accomplice." The suddenness and unexpectedness of the attack came upon Serroix as a thunderbolt. Losing all self-control, with a cry of rage be sprang forward, and would have seized Jack by the throat, but for the interposition of the by-standers. Stop Serroix," Mr. Bryant exclaimed; "no fighting. But, Jack, you are casting accusations about broad-cast, The gentleman is my friend," A man of whom you know nothing, sir, not even whence he comes-the man from some- where.' I know more about him, He has no fixed home; he wanders from house to house, plundering as he goes. lie is the bead of a gang of thieves, and known to them as I Slip- per Ned.' If you want confirmation, raise his moustache, and you will find a scar at the corner of his mouth which will testify to his identity." Serroix stood white and motionless, panting heavily, too full of wrath and consternation to speak or move; then, as a young fellow near lifted his hand as if to verify his accu- ser's last statement, he flung off all those who detained him with the strength of a giant, and stood towering above them splendid—though evil-in his anger and desperation. The fellow is jealous," he cried. His lady-love, the pretty Daisy, has jilted him for me; but the insult is too great to bear. I will not stay to bear it. Think what you like, I leave this house at once. Make room for me to pass, and woe to the man who tries to stop me." Before they realised his meaning he had made his way to the outer door. Then Jack and Mr. Bryant made a dash upon him, but before they reached him, before he could open the door, a short, but strongly built man stepped from the throng of gazcis, followed by another in morning dress, and seized hold of him a brief struggle, the sound of a click, and then Mr. Briggs-for it was be—wheeled his prisoner round securely handcuffed. You here, Briggs P exclaimed Jack. "Myself, Mr, Thurstan. You see the last link in the chain of evidence is rivetted. And now, Mr.Edward Smith, Serroix alia. Slipper Ned,' we'll have back the sapphires," and with the help of his assistant, Mr. Briggs opened Serroix's waistcoat and disclosed a long inside pocket, from whunce he produced the stolen gems. The villain saw his gviie was up and made no resistance. Silently Serroix rose to leave, but Nurso Alice was more troublesome. The innocent looking woman had turned into a virago, loud voiced and vulgar, abusive both to Jack and Mr. Briggs. Oaths and obscene language issued from the beautiful mouth; and there was a sigh of relief from the spectators when the painful scene was over, and the street- door closed upon the delinquents. That nursing business is an old dodge of theirs," said Briggs, sipping his brandy and soda after having safely lodged his prisoners. "You'll find your wife, Mr. Bryant, quite herself by the morning. Madame, "over there," jerking his head in the direction of Canter- bury, has a certain knowledge of drugs, and when there is no other means of getting her into a house or when it is advisable to get a troublesome person out of the way, thoy have resource to this knowledge. Serroix probably contrived in the first place to give Mrs. Bryant something to upset her, and Nurse AlIce continued the treatment. They knew to-night would be the time to gt;t the jewels, and that Mrs. Bryant would noi gi\re them a chance if she were about, so they took good care she should not be. But aflv, well that ends well; and here's a Merry Hr. fo jou all, and a IIaDD\ iNew Year." j
[PUBLISHED BY THE CONSENT OF HER SBACIOUS MAJESTY, THE QUEEN OF ROUMANIA] OUT OF TWO WORLDS OR THE PRiNCESS AND THE PROFESSOR. By Carmen Sylva" (ELIZABETH, QUEEN OF ROUMANIA). Berlin, September, 17, 1863. 'D Aim,, f OU a^ me what I J1 shall do, Mistresi U1,a? Wbafc sha11 I do? I will come and abduct you— but what do you want to do? You mu»t flee with me (wirvC// °f your own free will; 1 do not wanfc to compel you. They ? riiay pursue you; V I we may be captured yy before we are fji j married in London; j[; ? later the prince may 4 dispute legally the legitimacy of our wedding. Be facto, you shall never fall into his hands again; that 1 will promise you. But be oan make things unpleasant for U9. He cannot cause us grief, can be, Diana, for wo are no longer acquainted with it? What he does troubles us as little as the white elephant in Further India, which no Greek goddess has ever hunted. Ul!a, come, be brave, be yourself Will you not be greater than your princely race ? You know the hour of life runs out. You can never give me back what you now withhold from me. To-day I shall travel to Wetzlar, and there await your commands, A word from you addressed to the Crown Hotel, and 1 shall bo with a carriage under the copper-beach, before the entrance into the park. I know the district exactly. I was there several times in the spring. They will look for you at the station, if they look for you at all. We shall go per curiage as far as Wetzlar, where the mail stops at 12.10 a.m. If you are at the copper beach by eleven we shall catch the connection, and shall be in Calais by noon next day and in London by four o'clock. No ono will suspect the direction in which we have gone. Italy is usually the land of love. I can re- main abroad till November 1. By then we shall have discovered what your father thinks to do. I require your information three days before the flight in order to tele- graph to my friends in London for a special marriage-licenae. If there are difficulties with regard to the marriage in England, we can cross over to America for the purpose. Or is the sea unpleasant to you P It only takes nine days. If you wish to remain there, I will sell what I have, and we will settle down there. My God, bow giaaiy would I do it! What i3 there, whatever itia, what would not be easy when I see you, golden-haired roguet Perhaps your father will give his permission for the marriage as soon as you have disappeared. In case he might do this, leava in a letter to your aunt the following Berlin address, where to send formal permission. If we get that we will have the banns published once only in the German Church in London, and will get married an hour later. Does your breath leave you F Does the thought tremble in your little head P Come to me, I will smooth it, and wil) stroke away the fever. You must think and fear nothing further. I am there with super-human strength in order to carry you over the earth to our heaven. Do you not hear the Ninth Symphony drowning the harsh voices of men as on that Whitsun- tide Day. Do you no longer feel that first pressure of the hand in which you had to promise me, almost against your own will p And your life shall die away under the melting of musio and whispering song, melodiously removed from earth. We two shall not count the years, and everything what is pain and grief you shall leave behind you in the bosom of the past. Only believe me, I will heal the wounded pride and the sick heart with a single breath; in my arms you shall hourly bless the day when you threw off, as a free creature, the bonds of inherited circumstances. Come, maid come, you demoniaoal Lorely, be a goddess, not a witch make happy, instead of destroying. 1 await your reply. Your devoted HUSBAND, Fanchenstein, Sept. 28th. 1863. Do you h .ow what I did when I had re- ceived your letter ? I went straight down to to my father, and said, "Father! I wish to marry Bruno Ilallumth." No reply. II 1 ask you for your consent, father, for I shall not change my mind Again no reply. Do you see) father, my resolve is so firm that nothing can shake it, nob even your anger." What do you want to do, then ? "I am going away with my betrothed "Then go!" Father II I have said; go! What are you waiting for? Go! go! I only do not wish to know the day or the hour. I have learnt to do with- out you." "Father!" "Not another word; go with him and be happy I" I joined my hands, but he only pointed to the door. Oh, Bruno, Bruno. 1 go [without my father's blessing, because 1 lovo you so madly that I desire to feel nothing more than thee only. Come, Hermes, and fetch me, my betrothed hmband! I will reverence you, serve you, adore you, all my life and you will help me when grief overcomes me on my father's account! You will not say then Ii 1 hate him!" You won't say that, will you, Bruno, and.you will not be angry, if I am like him f For you have loved me despite the resemblance You will love me still more, because I trample what is most sacred to me in the dust ? He has said Be happy," I hope it was no curse. Bruno I am terribly afraid! Come quickly, else I cannot come! THY BHIDE. Gretfawald, October 20th, 186.1 I cannot do otherwise, Bruno. I must go away. Nothing, nothing can keep me back, not even a categorical command like the or.e which you pronounced las: night. But siiico you cannot-revoke it—it being beneath your iirnitv—I no longer ask. bat 1 go. How the storm roars; you can almost imagine you hear the sea. It was just such weather when I quitted Ranchenstein alone to go out to follow you into the high seas of life! You sleep so soundly. You heard nothing as I glided out. How could you hear anything in the storm ? It is like our love, during which we heard nothing, and which remained peaceless, wild, and stormy; do you know why P Because my heart can find no peace as long as my father's blessing is denied me. It continually pains me like an impossibility to be happy I And now he is ill, seriously ill t 1 told you nothing more about home, beoause you became so bitter against my father 1 liut what do you think my feelings were when they wrote to me that my father bad become an old man, quite broken, that no one could please him, and that he had retired into the utmost solitude? Only the last*, letters he did not return to me. I suppose he burnt them unread 0 Bruno, Bruno I be- lievo I have sacrificed eternal salvation—at any rate, peace on earth-to follow thee. You know it, for I have nothing more than thee But I have one idol besides you who is called "Duty!" And it is my duty to hasten to my dying father, even though he may not receive me; even though I may not hear a word of love from his lips. It will be the penance for the grief I have caused him. Do you see, Bruno, if you still had your parents, then you would understand that the man who greatly insulted you in the anguish of his soul, since you were robbing him of his one and only joy, is, nevertheless, my father! And he can do his utmost to me, for he remains my father after all. lie is not a stranger who insults my busbard, and upon whom I, therefore, turn my back. [t is our old quair^l, Bruno, so old that we have long since ceased talking about it, since neither of us could convince the other. Our pride may be insulted; our heart never The heart cannot be insulted, for it knows nothing of pride, Bruno, upon my knees I beg you for pardon for being dis- obedient to you. But [ cannot do otherwise Alas, why must I always stand between you two ? Is my love so small that I cannot unite you ? Is it snch a huge undertaking that my strength is insufficient P And yet we might be 10 happy! To be sure, we are both of us stormy creatures; but, then, we might rush in the same direction, instead of rushing against one another from opposite directions until it thunders and lightens I You knew all about it beforehand, Bruno My heart lay open before you— I have told you all my thoughts; you have seen it that in many things I think differently from you. But that baa been no detriment to our love, on the contrary, it was increased thereby; it became greater by contradiction I We actually thought that it was tedious to be always of the same opinion, and that each should learn from the other. But how should one destroy the gods of the other ? What is he to do if the difference of opinion is deeply rooted in our nature ? If I could only convince you that my duty lies in that direction When I think that I am leaving you alone on this stormy night, that you will find the house empty on awakening I would like to lay myself upon the ground and beg of yon to trample upon me, but afterwards to raise me up and pardon me. Is it my fault that my duty appears to me so enormous that I even defy your anger? Andyourangeris terrible. I have often trembled before you, Bruno But the good God holds thy heart in His hand, and will not turn it against me when I have done enough penance. Oh, what a fate! 1 only knew the device—Duty, fidelity-and now I become both disobedient and unfaithful to the only two I have on this earth. I flee from both, for whom I should like to die, in order to make tlmm I What are rocks compared to the thoughts of man? But a little streamlet can in time 1SI1IUTO- OTTO ^—1— J..V. -y tlrnn t Anj I always was a wild streamlet: You have, indeed, tried to tame me, but my innermost nature cannot be tamed nor restrained. I have often been afraid of yon I tell you 10 now in this unreserved confession of this inconsolable night. You thought 1 was defy- ing you, but I trembled. You see that is the consequence of having once been forgetful of duty. I have learnt to be afraid. I was afraid you might think that I should claim my privilege of birth. I was afraid of being a bad, unpractical housewife. I was afraid of deceiving you, after you had so idolised me. And all this fear made me feel uncomfortable in your presence, and beoause I did not dare to say anything about these things my fear became tremendous and poisoned every hour for me, and then, when I was afraid, yoa became impatient became it was something about me which was new and strange to you. But 1 told you that I was very shy inwardly, and was easily terrified. Did you not believe me ? Ah, Bruno could I but spare you the awakening The nearer the hour comes the more sorrowful do I feel. I imagine a misfortune will happen if I go away I Will you have the patience to read my letter? Only do not send it back, Erano I I could not bear that. I should lay violent hands upon myself if that were to happen Ah, Bruno! pardon me! Pardon me for not having bean alule hitherto to make you as happy as you deserve, despite my boundless love! You have had so much patience with me, and now I treat you thus The one thing you forbade me t From whence do I take the courage not to obey you in this hour ? I do not know, for my heart is almost breaking! I should like to run in, awaken you, and beg you to tie me fast, secure me under look and key, so that I oanuot escape 1 Do not let me leave your sight. I canno*.bear it, for what shall I find? Shall I stand driven out before my father's door,deapised byaM ? Bruuo,Bruno, protect me. help me, save me! l'ardon me, my husband, my beloved I Pardon me for having crossed your path, for having united my fate to thine only to make you unhappy! For the management of the house, everything is in order-books, money, everything. The servants have their orders you need not trouble about anything. I have thought of everything until such time as it may please God to allow me to return. Ah! Bruno, Bruno do not break, my heart, but love me and pardon me I Youn WIFE, (To be continued.)
WHERE BUTCHERS ARF AL80 COOKS. A recent traveller in Tripoli states that there the butcher is also cook; the slaughter- house and kitchen are only separated by a few bamboo screens. The cook serves on a skewer morsels of lamb, liver, and alternate bits of fat, with a few pinches of salt, saffron and sand." The whole is cooked in an oven, by a negro, who blows the fire with a fan, or with his lips. The skewer full of meat costs but one sou. The English, it seems, are the foreigners most liked in Tripoli, beoause they pay more liberally far all services.
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