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LIFE’S TRODDEN PATH
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FATAL
jHAPTKlt VI
[ stbosg as death
el0 f 8 beautiful 'awn,
of an arl»ored
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I guadov
Since the diappearauuu or death of
Mr. Coyne and the bad event that
followed, this magnificent building
remained only the quiet home of Mrs.
. -*-»• '» h “» —>*. ■».
,e - l
lr j white fore head was foreign to the*
# WE * WFAVF r I Wnu , k . le8 * ,,d ,narks of temper, but
^ lro,,l,1 *‘> that venomous tarantula thai
■Hugs the heart and imbittera life.
I,ad spun its silvered threads, and
streaks ol gray nestled in the black
folds of her hair.
ller many deeds of kindness and
■ lining on a rustto bench Coyne and her two children. The
1 found rest, alter the ( library, with the memories that clus-
I res of the ball-room j tered about it, had become a sacred
fZ, ght. retreat and nothing worldly, nor
e ‘ ‘ itssant and re- thoughtless mirth, dared to intrude
ling *•* V
|A gentle breese had been
Lt Irom the.dawn of day
St “ v ' —
■to gather force as the day
he sun, climbing higher
■presented a most pictur-
now like a ball af gold
| 8 ea of chameleon waters;
Ling, like e0 raa "y ,,eu '
lbfo..gb shifting clouds
■on in characteristic sol
id by tall, stately oaks,
|ud magnolias, there could
story dwellnng, paint
wide veranda, extend'
length of the frout,
Ja variety ot climbing
Keeping plants, supported
[an columns that reached
(ejecting roof.
■ had been constructed in
davs, by a wealthy slave
B sadden and mysterious
■e, near the close ,of trie
I many to believe tiiat
I tunporary insanity he
U oil and eommirel
8 believed lie had been
I»itb. Tne former theory
Ibeiliemost reasonable
lull Hr. Coyne had qmie
stake and a decision
Luliiet unfavorable to the
l at that lime, had taken
■ defeat of General Lee
n and the surrender of
in Vicksburg.
|w;.s, lie had never return-
ami friends despair-
leiited searches, of ever
Igaui. And to add to the
'-stricken family, later
|, the only brother of Mr.
reported killod in
i battle of Cincamauga
lag Sherman's march on
I peace of the premia-
Igest that tlie place had
Id bail it not been for the
I attention, care and labor
■ere.
■nun a large double gate,
|1 walk, bordered with
shrubs, extended in a
| toward the house, but
J a point nearly half way,
Jele immediately in front
talk which led to the
|veranda.
: had been the scene ol
I gatherings and events ot
fo tlte life Jlr. Coyne.
Ins beloved brother, a
Kt gentleman of high
I'lmeittx, had lived and
|oteJ tnoii any member
r front door and
l°»u the wide hall almost
J 11 ' t° the lei t, an oak
r ltd into a large, airy
M'igh frescoed celling.
Coyne’s library. Here
• planned and manipu-
P tl!lil of his business. The
id massive maliogony
^"Gl carvings. A trap
fueled edges, hung
I =- > fitted into the floor
l ul - a "tl exactness that
I ! fc ' tl i close inspection
presence. It wtas
- southeast corner of the
as an ingress to a
haul,
on its cloistered , silence. The old
cellar had long ago been disuse.! and
remained as the tomb, save for the
gamboling noise of rats that found
within it a habitation congenial with
their stealthy natures. The old plun
der that was there years ago, was
still there, cob-welts hung, from the
large timbers above, :n a m<»kery of
festoons and as the night n.i gle . its
gloom with the shadows of its mould v
walls, there was stillness about the
place thaj. brooded desertion, while
the song of the cricket, crawling from
the crevices of brick and mortar,
grew solemn.
Hettie Coyne might have slept cn
and continued, at least for a while,
in the dreams that* carried her
back over the strange past, made
stranger by its reality, bad it not
been for the heavy, rumbling tones
of thunder. She almost leaped from
the bench, but in. an instant recover"
e l from the excitement and rubbing
iier hazel eyes, sat down wondering
bow long she had slept. Her hair
was a wavy dark brown, flung loose
ly, in tresses over her graceful shoul
ders. Her face was somewhat round;
her conplexion slightly tanned, but
a beautiful peach-pink suffused her
cheeks.
It had 1 een seventeen years since
her father had so mysteriously disap
peared. She was then only five and
her only brother, Edward, was two
years her senior.
Time is a great panacea fer aching,
breaking hearts, but there is nothing
that can blot o..t the memory of the
loss cf a dear one.
She was a thoughtless child then,
but she saw him now, in her dreams,
so life-line and real that only tin
strongest evidences of her senses
were sufficient to dispel the illusion.
She was a child again and follow
ed him out to the veranda. She
stood gazing iyid peering into the
darkness of the night without, where
he was lost to her sight. Such
thoughts quickly crowded into her
mind, and strange as it may seem,
though after the elayse of so long a
lime, she dwelt on the scene pre
Rented to her with more than passing
interest, for the thought had never
occtfVed to her before.
There stood at the gate the dark
graveling form of a man! The ap
parition startled her—she became
restless and arising to her feet hur
ried to the house, glancing over her
sliooldeys towards the gate.
Drops 6f rain begun to fall as she
bounded up the steps onto the veran
da. She was in a dilemma lo’know
whether she had fled from these hor
rible thoughts or the threatening
rain. She rushed into the parlor,
where over the massive .pine mantle,
was suspended the life-size portrait
of her father. v
Presently, footsteps were heard in
the hall and a low, sweet voice, per
ceptible of the least degree of excite
ment, called out:—“Hettie, Ilettie!'’
did von
‘ . " '*•* Ull/I Oj BUO IS
Mrs. Coyne had long since learned wealthy-must be, as she has almost
to cbiiiroi Her leeln.gs, Put now there told me a- much; besides, no one
opufd be seen in her face a struggling could wear such costly jewels with-
mustery over Her naturally nappy j out possess’ng fortune. And it is
countenance. The defies,ion seem i quite a pity her poor father, who she
ed tor a moment victorious. Of all seems to idolize, is a confirmed inva*
t..e troubles that crossed Her life, it lid. I suppose he gave his health
could be said, they were bers-she f for wealth Aims Nellie is the only
open sincerity had endeared her to | Utvur * ilow ‘ !d tnein to intrude on the heir. How end, yet, secnficing the
the poor. She had watehed ly tl e I Wwtld ttrouud i*«r, tor it has sorrow circumstance must be. He is the of
bedside of the strickeu—she Imd u,,d 8 * due,t * enough ot its own.
bent ovkr the cradle and smoothed I 8 “>' 8,, e loved her* children
the tangled locks ihat clustered round woldd repeating a significant
the teebled brow—she had touched ^ ru ^**—^**e idolized inein.
the poisonous rags, in the slums of' Hettie stood gaiiug at her mother,
vice, and drew them forth into a b y her own t uiignts, aud
purer atmosphere, to bleach and , 008 '-‘ l vlu K unexpected restrained
whiten on the spotless beach of the
mighty rolling ocean of life.
And she was, withjt all, a business
Woman; she had managed the large
estate of her lamented husl and with !
singular success. Her greatest mis
fortune had been the loss of her
slaves, but she bowed to the iuevitiis
ble and accepted the drift of circum
stances with that submissive indiffer
enoe which characterised her in all
matters beyond human power to con
trol. She loved her f'a es amt for
that reason si e pitied it cm. Their
solemn faces looked up to her in per
plexity when she summoned them to
the big house from their cabins a d
told them they were slaves no more.
If freedom brought its benign bit ss-
itig they felt unable to comprei end
it, at that time, for it signally failed
to find expression from their lips
Many remained with her, but in t e
course time, drifted away,
was one, however, faithful
last. He had been reaied in the
house of the past generation of *he
Coynes—this was “incle Tom’,’
Uncle Thomas Coyne. He never
had the misfortune to be coronelled
to change his name to that of “Lo
gree,” ar.d many times, he mus, d
of the unfortunate lot of his name
sake, of whom, some of the family
had read to him and often, in a quan
dary to know whether the affair was
tinged with truth or ail a myth, he
would explain the thought from his
‘mind by exclaiming:—“Dat ’oman
sho’ better quit messin’ wtd White
folks.”
Mr. Coyne, as we have said before
was a wealthy slave owner. It was
said, that in addition to his largo
possessions of reality, he converted
into gold as an opportunity was of**
fered, quite a sum of money. He
either had a peculiar fancy tor gold
coin in preference to other money or
else had followed the dictates ot a
sigacious business judgement. So,
whether whim or policy, he ha^l al
ways selected gold for hoarding.
He was a man who seldom erred
in a business transaction, and at iiis
death tlie neighborhood was astonish
ed to learn that only .a few hundred
dollars could be found. Fortunately
though, the estate was out of debt.
What had become of all this m. n ;y
lie was supposed to have had, was
the talk of the community. It was
suggested that he concealed it, but 1 s
hiding place was a secret as profound
as his disappearance. Then, again,
there was another plansakle lluorv
* |
advanced. It was known t a the
old merchant. Itandall, and Mr.
Coyne were intimate friends—each
xciteuieiii which sue detected iu her
mother’s face, she was overcome by
a weired sense of dread,
“Mother! mother!!” she exclaimed,
“wbat is ill has any thing happened!"
“Hush, my qhilu, replied Airs.
Coyne. “Did I frighteu you? 1 dm
not iuteud it. Edward has juht come
m—go talk with him. You Know 1.9
cauuai bear to be aloue. You will
find him upstairs, out on the balcony,
1 will see about diuner.’,
Mrs. Coyue hurried out to the
kitchen, wlple Hettie remained ui
the parlor door-her eyes following
her mother .as she went.
Mrs. Coyne involuntarily wrung
her hands and sighed, iu an iiiaudi
bit, hut suppliant breath. It was
enough—a ptaycr may belong 01
short, it mutters not—aud God knows
we all have need of them. They are
1 r.allied out iu gilded palaces aud
There resound in the magnificent domes—
to t’ e they arc heard in the humble walks
of life; in the villiage church and the
spired cathedral—they come up with
the groaning winds from tlie log cab
in iu the valley—they bend the knee
111 shacklts aud are not lest in*'tin
dungeon.
Edward was partly reclining in an
arm ehair, in a contemplative atti
tude. His ha dsomo boyish face, so
often wreathed in smiles, wore a most
solemn mein, while his brown eyes
gazed out In the distance, over the
lawn and beyond, as though a glimpse
of something, far away, had arrested
his attention and he was speculating
as to what form and shape 11 wool
assume when it should draw nearer
Would it be the Name object he was
endeavoring to get a better view of?
Now it rolls up into the clouds, like
a mighty scroll and floats away on
the mountainous snow drifts of lieav-
rn. It descends again and mocks
him—it blooms, like a rose, and falls
lifeless, like the dead autumn leaf; its
an angel—its a woman!
Hettie had reached Ins chair tinob
served and standing over him, look
ed down into Ids face. She could
endure it nl> longer, for twice, since
entering the lion, e, she had been seiz
ed with a suda'e i fear or apprehen
sion and now stretching out her
hand toward his shoulder she almost
shouted: “Edward! my brother.”
He sprang to his feet, and mon-
grave than ever, took her hands in
his, pressing them gently.
“Mv sister! you act so strangely
>—probably you expected to find me
laughing and talking to myself. You
m ist bear in mind I was alone anti
solitude, you know, is thought's own
faring .from which the incense of l •
devoted life goes out to his daugh
ter.”
“I wouldn’t wear the jewels,"’.in
terrupted Hettie “if I were she, I
would slay at home and watch over
his invalid form and make a aacri.
fine too.”
“Come, sister,” rejoined Edward,
“you are always that way. You for-
g <t, that 111 the great city of New
lork, there nre hospitals, trained
nurses aud every oonceivahle oon-
v enience for the sick. It may not be
he- wish to he seperated from him,
t ongh for so short a time. Let us
snow more of her. She is on her
way home from Pensacola where she
has been i isiting an aunt. Yon know
-he is a friend of Col. Randall’s—1 •
met her in New York ami told me
that she is an e tceptionably, lovoly
young lady, of high culture and of
prominent family coun< otions.
Permit me, sister, to make a diw
gresston. I intend to speak to yon,
unreservedly, I may be wrong—that
is, it is possible I may be; btt I de
sire, win. all ray bean, that for
once yon will place confidence in my
judgement. Mother an 1 I have
reached the same conclusion in re
gard to Col. Randall. It is for your
good/and our happiness.”
Hettie almost felt the shook——her
eyes stole softly from tlje earnest
look she hud met the moment before,
and like one preparing for some trv-
ing or.Ii'mI, she sat in silence—
strengthened by tlie the thought of
him, the only man who she could
ever love, and love on through all the
vicissitudes of life. “Col. Randall is
not the man you think him to be—
beware ot him.”
TO HE CONTINUED.
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“Yes, mother,what is
know I was here?” mother and
daughter met at the threshold, as
though moved by some unaccount
able impulse, and stood gazing at
each other.
“No, child,” answered Mrs. Coyne,
in her usual way. “I have been look
ing for you—I didn,t know where
you were.”
Mrs. Coy ne l.a! r _ .
of fortv seven. She a stout, mother- be found, among
had the most unbounded confidence, domain. Now all shall be changed,”
in the other. ! qnd as he concluded a smile played
Prior to the old man Randall’s over Ins face and was lost in a mirth,
failure in business, he had made fre | hi! laugh. “Be seated sister, dear,”
quent visits to tlie Coyne home, and he continued, “why did you creep
the two were closeted for hours to-j upon me? well, I’ll forgive you for
gether, in the library. This circum j that. D d you enjoy the dance last
stance and others suggested tlie prob-! evening? but wasn’t the music grand!
ability that he had loaned his money ^ a .d I have never seen finer habiii-
to Randall and it was lot in the j ment or as many lovely faces. By
heavy financial crash that followed, the by, did you meet Miss Nellie
But there was no entry or scratch of ( Newell? She is just the prettiest lit-
the pen to verify this conclusion. I tie creature in all the world.” At
Why there was none to substantiate' this Hettie frowned. Edward thought
this hypathisis no one could offer a I he read Us significance and apologiz-
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lower tiO/Mon, Alii,
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n. or Owumm. Fla. M»Fii|)har,r l|«i e , la „ la
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nts e*cnpt wareboiiMc
just past the age reasonable solution, nor could there j t d
,c a stout, mother-' be found, among all the papeis ofj <
VtUjrctc.Xp
A PHYSICIAN TE-STIr
"I have taken Kodol D ,>p .p, ia Cure
and have neve- used anything j„ ,
,ife that did me the good that did.”
County Physician Geo. W. Scrogg*, ‘ of
Hall county Ca “Being H x
have prewnhed ,t and found it to
the oest results.”^ If the food y,. u eat
remains undigested in y„ U r atowaoh it
decays there and poisons the system
You can prevent this by dieting.
that means starv.ton. Kodol Uyspep.
s,a Cure digests wi.a, yon eat. You need
fuff r roe euherdy .pepsin nor star
a. mu- bcarua
1 “S' e has been everywhere and is W °| k q ' liclti >' cured.