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FAIRIE BEALL;
OR
A Revengeful Romananee.
UY KESA.
CHAPTER V.
After the death of Mrs. Beall and the abduction
of Rubie, the beautiful and elegant “Belwood
Farm.” where all was jieace and happiness. Is
now a home of mourning and sorrow. W e can
scarce re<*ognize Fairie Beall in that sad girl, whose
dress of mourning is in such contrast with her
marble complexion; whose step once so light and
free, is now listless: whose eyes once so bright with
health and happiness; are now dull and heavy with
unexpressible sorrow and unshed tears of grief.
She is seated at an opened window gazing into
vacancy. Though the woods are decked in the
gaudy hues of Autumn, and the gigantic rocks are
festooned with trailing vines, presenting a picture
which only a few months ago would have called
forth all the jioetry and enthusiasm of her soul,
they now fail to bring even a faint smile to her sad
face, and scarcely a glance of admiration. Three
crushing weights of sorrow were almost bearing
her to tin* grave. Ruble’s abduction baffling all
efforts to trace a single clue to her fate, Mrs. Bealls
death and the oath she had taken at her l>edside,
and the overwhelming grief to know she was name
less and with no knowledge of her parentage. She
thought of her noble lover, who was to lx* only as
a brother or friend, for she hail taken a solemn oath
never to marry till Rubie was found aftid of this she
had almost dispaired.
Arnold Beall hail employed Mrs. Martin, an esti
mable lady as his housekeeper, and companion for
Fairie. while he scearclied day atfer day for his
missing child but only to return heart sick and dis-
appointed. He had' offered handsome rewards
either for the child or the Gipsy, but they seemed
to have disappeared from the face of the earth, so
successfully had they remained concealed.
“Father,” Fairie would say, “let me go with you
and help you find our Rubie. It seems I am neg
lecting my dying mothers request and my solemn
vow to her. - ’
“No Fairie.” you could do no good. I shall not
leave a stone unturned, to rescue my little one, and
punish her vile persecutor, though it seems all my
efforts fail. “You keep sharp lookout around here,
it is possible Magdala may return to reek more
revenge or to witness my agony, for she lias vowed
her curse should follow me to the grave, and it is
fast liearing me there,” and he i>assed his hand
wearilv over his face
“Oh'Father! do not say that. Yon are all I have
to love me now” and Fairie taking his hand pressed
it tenderly.
“You have Hannon my daughter. He will ever
love and cherish you.” A tender light came in her
eyes, but she sadly replied.
“No! Harmon DeLacy must root my image from
his heart, for were I exhonerated from my oath to
my sainted mother. I would not do the great
injustice of inqiosing on his generosity a nameless
bride, who was a little helpless waif anil now sub
sisting on the Ixmnty of your generosity.”
Fairie, my dear child, why will you let that pray
on your niind' Though you are not ours by the
ties of nature, you are in love and affection. I feel
no greater love for my own stolen little Rubie than
for you. Fairie,” said Mr. Beall, drawing her tender
ly to him. “But I must go, my darling. 1 have
just learned of a band of Gipsies, encamped about
ten miles from here. I am going to question, and,
if possible, to have them all arrested, for my hate
is as lasting as eternity.”
“Oh father ! do be cautious. You have suffered
so much from their treachery and revengeful dispo
sitions. I fear some further acts of fiendishness,”
said Fairie, as Mr. Beall mounted his horse and rode
awav.
“Miss Fairie, my dear, a young gentleman wishes
to see you in the parlor,” said Mi’s. Martin, the
housekeeper, a short while after the alxive conver
sation, as Fairie was tying on her hat preparing to
take a stroll in the woixls.
“Who is it, Mrs. Martin ?”
“I do not know; he gave me no name.” And
Fairie, walking in the parlor, came face to face
with Harman DeLacy.
“My poor little grief stricken Fairie,” said he,
tenderly taking her hands, and leading her to the
sofa. 1 only heard yesterday of your sad bereave
ment. I read an account of the little child being
kidnapped, but did not think for once it was your
little sister. I could not understand your long si-
lence and grew uneasy. You are sadlv changed my
poor darling. Why did you not let me know of
your grief? No one has a 1 letter right to share your
sorrow than I. It penetratesfmy heart’s core to see
you so pale and sad. Fairie give me a husbands
right to share your sorrow and comfort you. Why
do you turn from me, my darling? Surely your
love has not changed? Why that stony look, that
strange light in your eyes?”
“Oh Hannan!” she at last exclaimed, “My rose-
tinted picture of future bliss has vanished in gloom.
I could liear my own misfortune and unhappiness.
But oh! Harman the thought of causing you a pang
is torture, I do not -lesitate to tell you I love you as
man was never loved by woman, but I can never
be yours. The hand of fate is against me. I know
you love me, but you must uproot that love, and
look iqioii me .as your devoted sister and friend, but
never as your bride.”
“My God, Fairie! What do you mean? Has
grief made you frantic?’ and Harman’s face was
deadly pale.
“I am not mad,” replied Fairie,” but this poor
brain feels as if it was on fire. When my mother
was dying, she made me swear by God and his
hosts that I would never marry or cease my search
till Rubie was found or her fate ascertained.”
“Fairie, surely that will not separate us forever.
I will aid you in your search, and if living or dead,
I will find your little sister.”
“But, Harmon, that is not all,” and she covered
her face with her hands, her slight form shaking
with suppressed anguish.
“Fairie, for the love of heaven do not keep me in
suspense,” said DeLacy, removing her hands and
looking into her face pleadingly. She hurriedly
told him the story of her life.
“Now,” said she, “you know all. I have not the
least idea of my lineage, therefore I can never be
your bride until I discover something of my birth
and former life.”
“Your name would be covered in mine, dear
Fairie, and do not do me the injustice to suppose
your misfortunes would diminish my love for you
one iota. It only increases it if possible. Do not
so coldly tell me t e hand of fate has divided us,
for you shall be mine. But have you no particle
of clothing or jewelry that would throw some light
on this mystery ?”
“Nothing but a locket that was around my neck
when I was found,” and Fairie, removing from her
neck a handsome locket with the simple initials of
“G. D.” on it, passed it to him.
“G. D. and Anita,” said Harmon, musingly, as
he drew his ring from his finger. “Strange ; pass
ingly strange!”
“What did you say, Harmon?” said Fairie, in sur
prise. “Of what are you sjx?aking?”
“ I was only thinking oi a strange story told me
by my mo’her. But there is a mystery connected
with my life, or rather that of my father’s. I nev
er told you of my jiast history, for I did not know
it myself until a short time since. My father was
defrauded by his cousin Graham Dunallew now the
owner of Mistletoe Lodge. We have every reason
to believe the will by which he obtained the proper
ty was a forged one. M v father went on a journey,
my mother supjiosed to Mistletoe Lodge from which
he never returned. It behooves his son to learn his
fate and if need be revenge his death. I am going
to Mistletoe Lodge, having recently learned that
Graham Dunallew had arrived, and says his wife
and child have found graves in a foreign land. It
has been fifteen years since the disappearance of
my father rather a late time to commence my
scearcli, but Eugene, Aram’s victim was revenged
after a lapse of twenty years. It is a precarious
business but by the aid of heaven I will unravel this
whole web of mystery."
“Do not endanger your life dear Harman. If
this man suspects your motive, and is the villian
you have represented him, he will not hesitates to
add you to the list of his victims” said Fairie as he
arose to go. *
“No, consent to be mine and you will ere long be
mistress of Mistletoe Lodge” replied Harman, and
mounting his horse he rode away.
Fairie throwing herself on the sofa wept and
pr»\ i d f'.r strength to I ear the great burden of
. fflici i..« an. l to redeem the oath given by her dying
mother. She felt it would be a relief to die and
prayed as only the sorrowful and needy can. Gone
were all her romantic dreams, painted by the rosy
fingers of imagination. At last rising and telling
Mrs. Martin she was going for a ramble in the
woixls, she left the house going in the direction she
and Mrs. Beall had gone so happily together only a
short time liefore. And while thinking of it blind
ing tears filled her eyes, as each familiar object
seemed to remind her of the past.
“Alas! how changed” she exclaimed. Only a
few months ago I was a thoughtless, merry girl,
viewing life through the glasses of delusion, seeiifg
the lieanty of the roses but not the sting of the adder
that lurked beneath. Now I am a sail anil care
worn woman and would gladly welcome death.”
She was so much engrossed with her sorrowful
meditations that she did not see a man stealthily
following her. Seating herself upon a mossy bank,
throwing off her sun hat and removing her comb,
her nut brown Imir fell in great profusions over her
shoulder, presenting a picture of exceeding loveli
ness.
Her unknown spectator could scarce suppress an
exclamation of surprise and admiration, at her rare
lieauty. At length arising and tying on her hat.
she started in the direction of her home, when she
felt herself seized in an iron grasp, something
thrown ove.i her head and she borne rapidly away.
She made frantic efforts to remove the covering
from her face for a feeling of suflication stole over
her but it only caused her captor to hold her more
firmly and accelerate his already rapid pace. She
knew not how far he had gone, when from fright
or want of air she fainted.
“So much the better” muttered the man “she
will be less apt to betray me by her noise” as he
paused a few moments for breath. Resuming his
hurried walk, he soon left the dense woods and ad
vancing near the Ixmk of the river, suddenly de
scended into a gulch lined with rocks and bushes,
interlacing vines concealing it entirely from a com
mon observer. Pushing them aside with one hand
he gave a low peculiar whistle, and immediately a
stone was removed, disclosing an opening large
enough for a man to pass with ease. Hastily en
tering he placed the unconcious Fairie on a a rude
mosscovered bed, and removing the scarf jxnired
water into her face and chafed he cold hands.
Becoming conscious she discovered herself in a cave,
its walls damp and covered with moss, a single
candle emitting a pale light giving it a wierd and
unearthly look. Springing to her feet her eyes
flashing haughtily she said in a clear voice:
“Who are vou sir? Why this insultand outrage?
I command you to release me instantly”
“Be quiet my young lady you are safe and free
from barm. Though my cavern home is not so
comfortable and does not afford so many luxuies as
your “Bellwood Farm,” nevertheless you shall lie
its Queen, and I your most devoted slave,” said the
man dropping on his knees and attempting to take
her hand.
“Touch me not thou knave,” she crie 1 moving
back against the wall. “I know you now, you are
the Gipsy that tried to bum my fathers mill, and on
whose account he is made miserable, his babe stolen,
his wife dying from a broken heart, and now to add
to his already weight of sorrow. I am ruthlessly
'oni from him by his hated foe.”
“It is music to my ears, to hear that Arnold Beall
is feeling the pangs of hell,” said a fierce voice, and
emerging from a recess in the cave, Magdala the
Gipsy Queen confronted Fairie with a fienish and
diabolical laugh. “I am haopy to welcome you to
our rather limited dominion,” she continued with a
mock bow of deference.
“Oh, Magdala!” said Fairie. “Why did you do
that sinful and murderous deed? You have been
the cause of the death of the purest spirit that was
ever on earth.”
“She was so much prepared to die then?” said the
woman heartlessly.
“ Why did you steal little Ruby from her home?
What have you done with her? Oh! tell me gypsy,
where have you hid my darling? Restore her to
her.heart-broken father if alive, and I will bless
you forever.”
“Girl,” said Magdala, “I did it ior revenge. Aye,
revenge is sweet. She is where Arnold Beall will
never see her, till he falls on his knees and prayer
fully implores for one glance, and even that will lie
denied him. I would spurn him as he did me, re
fuse his prayer, and inflict the same pain he caused
me.” >
“But your child ss with you,” pleaded Fairie.
“Yes, but not through his kindne-s,” laughed the
man, coldly. “I gave the law dogs the dodge, and
came here not so much to assist mother in her re
venge, for she is capable of attending to that her
self. But when I first saw you, Fairie Beall, at the
mill, and you spoke so kindly to me, I swore to jxis-
sess you if I had to move heaven auil earth. Often
while you were rambling in the woods, thinking
yourself alone, I have been watching you, only
waiting for the opportunity to carry out my plans.
It only presented itself to-day, and even then I came
near betraying myself by giving vent to my admi
ration at your astonishing beauty. I have you
safe now, and by heaven you shall be my wife,”
and again he tried to take her hand,
“Never! Never! I’ll ilie Hast by my own hand!
I defy you, Heaven will strike you dead if you
jiersist in your insults,” said Fairie, eluding his
grasp end springing to another part of the cave.
“Do not lieat your wings so uselessly against
your cage, my beautiful Cave Bird. You will soon
iiecome quite* tame, and kneel at the feet of your
captor. As for gypsies, they have long been bar
tered to the devil by the accursed while race; there
fore heaven has ceased to interfere with any of His
Majesty’s subjects.”
“Let the girl alone, Max, I have the means that
will tame her fiery spirit, and cause her to lieg for
’death. These walls tell no tales,” said the Gypsy
Queen. “Go in there girl, until you liecome reason
able,” and she pushed the frightened Fairie. half-
fainting, into another apartment of the cave where
there was only a miserable bed of moss.
CHAPTER VI.
When Magdala the gypsy thrust Fairie into her
miserable cell, she prayed for death rather than a
life of shame and degradation. She knew she was
in the jiower of two Ixnngs, capable of any act of
violence, not hesitating to inflict any torture. She
determined to escape if possible, but felt there was
no hope; for she never could, with her feeble
strength, remove the large rock from the entrance,
even were she not so closely’ guarded. She knew
none would find her. Herman whs far away and
knew not of her alxluction. She was in total dark
ness, not even a single ray of light to dispel the
gloom anil horror of her seeming dungeon. After
awhile, Magdala, pushing aside the rude and un
couth covering, that separated it from the main
part of the cave, thrust a crust of bread and cup of
water towards her. bidding her regale herself with
the tempting luxuries.
Hearing the gypsies leave the cave, she felt as if
she was indeed' buried alive, with no one near to
hear her death-cry. She thought of all the ghosts
and fearful stories she had ever heard, and really
no place was more suited for the abode of super
natural beings, than this subterranean vault. She
gave a low scream of alarm as she heard distinctly
a feeble groan as if quite near her. Again it was
repeated, accompanied with a wail of agony. Fai
rie grojxxl her way to the entrance of her cell, suc
ceeded by much exertion in removing the loose
stones, and taking the piece of candle proceeded to
search for the unknown prisoner.
“Oh, Ruhie, my poor stricken lamb, I know it is
you, but where, oh! where are you?”
At last she discovered in a niche in the cave, a
little child lying on a miserable bed of moss, and
protected from the dampness by a thin and filthy’
covering, with marks of violence upon her face.—
Fairie almost fanned with horror and grief, as she
beheld the suffering condition of her sister.
“Oh, my little Rubie! don’t you know your sister
Fairie?” said she, dropping on her knees and clasp
ing the little ainaciated figure in her arms. The
child opened her eyes, and looking on her face, ex
claimed:
“Are you really one of the lx;autiful lieings that
mama u«ed to tell me lived in heaven? If you are,
please take me away for the bad people treat me
so.”
“Don’t you know me darling? I am your own
sister Fairie.”
“Are you my sister surely? Let us go away, that
woman beats me because I cannot eat the old crusts
of bread Do make haste before they come again,”
and the child clasped her arms around her sister’s
neck, trembling violently.
“My little precious one I am a prisoner, those
wicked gypsies have stolen me, too.”
“Yes, and intends keeping you, too,” said a gruff
voice near them. They had been so much engaged
with each other that they had not observed the ap
proach of the gypsy Queen and her son.
“I give you two horn’s to consent to lie my wife,
if not, that child shall die liefore your eyes,” said
Max. •
“Oh! you surely will not be so barbarous,” re
plied Fairie. holding the child more closely in her
arms.
"Sister, don’t let them kill me,” sobbed Rubie,
covering her face with her transparent hands.—
“Take me to papa.”
“That is not so easy done, white brat. I have
jnst left Arnold Beall. I went to carry the glad
tidings to him that I had trap|ied the other bird. I
was afraid he would not know who did it. Oh! it
was the sweetest moment of mv life to see him
writhe ami groan in his agony, t had told him we
would meat again and we have met. He would
have killed or imprisoned me, but I informed him
you were in the power of Max, with orders to mur
der you both if 1 did not return in three hours. Oh!
you should have seen the drops of agony, streaming
from his dentli-like brow, and hear his groans of
anguish.”
“In heaven’s name if you have one spark of hu
manity in your heart! You will surely drive me
mad! My poor father! I pity you, and am not
surprised at hour hatred for the vile gyqisies. They
are fiends incarnate!”
“You are not vesy flattering,” said Max. “I ad
vise you to spare your compliments. They do not
sound becomingly’ for a bride elect. But come,
prepare for our nuptials, I am going after the gyp
sy parson, whi.e mother gets some gewgaws to
adorn the beautiful i>erson of her future daughter-
in-law. As for that whining brat, she can lie your
first bride’s maid.” .
“Be your wife? The wife of the vilest wretch on
earth? Lead a life of untold misery? Oh, never!
Never!”
“Prate on, my pretty charmer, you hold the lify
of that child in your hands. If you refuse to marry
me, you will be entertained with the sight of her
heart torn from her lxxly, or witness her agony’ on
a bed of coals, while you are my partner in a mer
ry’ dance to tne music of her groans.”
“Spare me, oh, spare me! In the name of heaven
do not drive me mad. My’ God! My God! Why
hast thou forsaken me?”
“You will have to call on your God in louder
tones before he listens to your cry,” said Max, as he
lifted Fairie, for she hail fallen to the gronnd in a
death-like swoon.
“You have killed her, fool,” muttered Magdala,
placing her ear over Fairie’s heart. “And she will
lie the bride of Death, instead of Max the gypsy.”
“Oh, mother, she is not dead,” said Max, looking
frightened, as he saw her cold and rigid features.
“Death shall not rob me of my victim.”
She after a long time lieeame conscious, and with
a shudder and a groan placed her hands over her
face.
“Oh, sister! You looked so white I thought you
was dead. Why don’t papa come and take us
away?”
“I thought the white man’s God had answered
your prayer, but he is more merciful to me than to
you. Good-bye my beauty, I’ll soon ret uni to
claim you as my bride.” So sa ving he anil his
mother left the cavern, after adjusting the stones
so there would lie no possible chance to remove
them.
Fairie clasped the child in her arms, and tried to
pray, but the words died on her lips. At last she
arose, and taking the piece of candle, determined
to see if there was another outlet. She saw a lixise
stone, and on removing it, discovered an ajierture,
which was barely large enough for her to enter
with Rubie. She proceeded and found herself in a
narrow outlet, with water dripping from the sides:
she recoiled in fright, as s.imy reptiles would start
with fear at her near approach. But, oh. joyful
sight! she saw a small opening which caused her to
utter an exclamation of hope, and placing Rubie on
the ground, commenced tearing away the loose
earth, when in a few moments she succeeded in
making the opening large enough for her to pass.
Taking Ruby in her arms, she at last reached the
surface. Hastily coveimg the opening, she ran as
swiftly as she could,Jf right seeming to lend her wings.
Pausing for a moment, she distinctly heard voices,
and scarcely had time to conceal herself, when Max
and another man, whom she recognized to lie a
gypsy, passed quite near them. After they disap
peared, she renewed her flight, keeping in the
thickest portion of the woods. Night was fast ap
proaching, ‘ivA lioft strength almost gone. She did
not know wu’-t to iri, when discovering a large hol
low tree, she placed her little sister in it, making
her as comfortable as possible. At length she went
to a small stream near by, to bathe her heated face,
and bring the little one some water. Resting a few
moments on the banks and making a cup of leaves,
went slowly back to the tree.
“Here, little sister, is some good, cool water. We
will soon be at papa’s. But no Rubie replied; she
was gone. Plainly the impression of bare feet was
to be seen, and surely the little one was again in
the jiower of her foes. Word- were inadequate to
express her agony. Darkness had now set in: she
knew it would be useless to try and find her way,
so securing herself as best she could in the tree, she
soon fell asleep, not awaking till she heard the
birds singing. When leaving the tree, she walked
as rapidly as her weakened strength would allow,
for she had not tasted fix id in two days. She soon
became exhausted, and sinking to the ground, nev
er expected to rise from it again. Hearing tramp
ing among the leaves and looking up, she saw a
horseman coming rapidly toward her.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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A Mystery Explained.
Parlor scene: Mrs. Brown, who has spent the
summer among the White Mountains in search of
health, and who seems to have searched the whole
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