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Show PER cognslativn UG, =e pR Th) Wi Yi) Uy Ei; deren i aetna TREMOR: 30 (EN ua rte ener RT ee as 4 —% AL Journal of Current Literature, Ne ws, Art and Science for the Western Vol 1. No. his soft slouch hat had fallen from his head. : “Now, my man,” said George leaning down and gazing keenly in his face, ‘let SS Bie. art x Soll Pa BY WM. MORRIS. | Mr. am sorry, but “I had good reasons which I do dow, opened it and disappeared within, “What “Love,” she answered softly. “My since the Squire’s death, he: heart tells me.” went to an old cabinet which CHAPTER &~ stood in |. one. corner, and commences mugenced.,.examining the drawers one by one. match lighted was I has come?” struck a match, and guided by.its light, Brought to Light; than cheek and brow, and then slowly receding, left her white as death. For.a short time neitaer spoke. Then he grasped her trembling hands again, and said: “Lucille, you are not angry with me, child?” “Angry?” she repeated slowly. “No, Kugene. I know it now—It has come —my heart tells me.” | ‘- What do you know?” he asked paling. Once in the library which had hardly been opened = “More she broke from him and stood trembling, while the color swept over neck and not leaving George lost in amazement at the extraordinary proceeding, to continue his way homeward at his leisure. [For the Western Weekly. ] and Match after burned away. Miss Hubbard. had been, making a short callon her brother, prompted by curiosity to see the great occulist upon Presently he uttered an exclamation of whose skill she had so firmly Ok delight as he held up a package of bank notes, which he immediately put in his The Mystery ofClovermoor. pocket. . Then he stood a moment, evidently considering what to do next. A low laugh broke from him and he said: “Why not? There can be nothing to fear in any case.” He went tothe door which opened into the hall, and opening it softly, IVAN: OHAPTER IX. While the eccentric little occulist was explaining his theory to the amused and » astonished Dr. Hubbard, events of an / equally astonishing nature were transpiting in another quarter. >» George Elliot was just leaving the Hall after a later visit than usual; listened. He could hear the murmur of voices from another part of the house, but no one was in sight. Then he stepped cautiously ran when in the gathering darkness of the evening saw a man pass through ‘ of the house. Then he concluded _ to take the matterin his own hands, and ~ taking a short cut across the grounds ‘eame upon the mysterious visitor justas the latter was in the act of opening one “Hold on,there!” cried George, advancing upon him. The other started violently, and step-ping back, seemed half inclined to run. - But that purpose, if purpose it was, was ' defeated. For springing forward,George hand on his: shoulder and said: are you, and what doyou that to you?” returned | want the the hall above. -He fessor. ; Her brother had instructed her to prepare Lucille for a visit from Professor Jaqueloit, and with that endin view she repaired to the library, whore Lucille and her cousin were usually to be found together. “Tuucille,” she said, glad always of any she answered, I “Do you think, then,” he am happy said, watch- ing her face closely as he spoke, “that it is worth the pain, the suffering you must endure? This bare chance?” “How can I tell?’ she answered. “I only know that I am happy and con tented asl am. You know better than I. Tellme, judge for me; what would you have me do?” “Tf you will be guided by my advice—” At that juncture Miss Hubbard hastily entered the room with the information that her brother and the professor were at the door. | Lucille looked at her cousin appealingly, but he only pressed her hand and followed Miss Hubbard out of the room. A couple of hours later the professor and Doctor Hubbard stood looking at each other in the latter’s study. The professor’s face was wreathed in a tri- umphant smile, while the doctor’s countenance wore an expression of deep anxiety. . “Well,” said the doctor, “what is your opinion?” “My friend,” replied the professor, “eet ees done. She sall haf her sight.” “Thank God!” exclaimed the doctor. CHAPTER, XI-- had each time prevented, she being at last mistress of the situation by virtue of the professor’s orders and her position as Lucille’s companion and nurse. Lucille had chafed at first at her isolation from her cousin and the rest of the household, but was coaxed into submission at last with assurances that her confinement would be of short duration. FE’er cousin, meantime, rezlizing that Miss Hubbard had the upper hand, and_ instinctively recognizing in came to, in the centre them, “Professor Jaqueloit has arrived and will call to examine your eyes this her an enemy, also submitted with as good a grace as possible, and wandered listlessly around the grounds or lounged of the room. <A jewel case stood on the table in which shone and sparkled a rare collection of precious stones. He saw them and advancing eagerly to the table, afternoon. in faith in him, and believes he can restore your sight.” and hearing nothing, entered. Then with a visible effort to control himself, he raised his head, and found face to face with Lucille, who, clad in a gown of some white, clinging material, stood motionless in the doorway. . For a full moment they stood thus, then she said: “Who is there? Speak, or I will call the servants.” For an instant he paused, then, with the perspiration standing in beads on his forehead, he answered: -“Do not be alarmed. It is—” “Eugene!” she cried, advancing “It may be much or little,” said toward him with outstretched hands. George. “But one thing is certain, I '“You are here—you have come back to will know who you are and what your me again! Oh, I am glad!”’ business is before you go.” A puzzled expression ‘crossed the With a quick, cat-like movement the other’s face, and ended in a reckless smile. stranger tore himself loose from George’s “Yes,” he answered, taking her gropgrasp, but his foot slipped, and;the next ing hands, it is I1—Kugene. But how moment he wason his back with George did you know?” Elliot’s knee upon his chest. In the fall “Do you think, then, that I could hear My brother has the between greatest “Ah, Miss Jane,” said Lucille sadly, ‘“T have no such hope myself. But if he only could!” “You would be glad, would you not?” asked her cousin. . “Glad?” she repeated. “I hardly know, Eugene. It would be so strange. Like being ‘born. again. And yet, the world is beautiful, you say. And then,” she added softly, “I would see your face.” At that, Miss Hubbard with an angry toss of her head and a contemptuous sniff, left the room muttering: “T only wish you could see him asI do. It wouldr’t be much of a sight.” ‘Lucille,’ said her cousin presently, “you have no remembranceof my face?” “No,” she answered. “And if this man should effect a cure -—-should make you see again, you would not know me from another. I would be the house, irritable, morose, but. ways watchful and observant of took place around him. But one thing interested him, was the mail, which he always himself and carefully looked al- all that and that received over be- was walking calmly through the gate as the owner of the face raised his head and saw him. eho “Bon jour,’ ’ said the professor politely raising his hat. “Good day,” said tlie otner, reaching the professor’s side. ‘Going to pay you patient a visit, I sunpose?” | “Yes, yes,’ replied the professor. sf sall make today another examination and tcmorrow I sall begin ze treatinent.” : “You believe you will effect a cure?” “Vell,I haf some hope, but,” with a deprecating gesture, “eet ees a bad case.” ae The professor proceeded to Lucille’s sitting-room and was Hubbard. admitted by Miss After the usual greetings, he placed Lucille Ly the window, and drawing the dark curtains aside allowed the light to fall suddenly upon her face. Not a muscle of her | tremor of a lash. face moved, not the sit you the professor. “Now so for one minute.” The camera was adjusted, nearer, then farther from her moved face, then nearer yet, here and there. Then presently the professor exclaimed: “Ah!” and snap went the blind. Then with trembling fingers he téok the plate from the some acid overit box, hastily’ poured and springing to the window, held it before his eyes a moment. Then his face grew grey,his eyes started, and shuddering, he returned to the instrument and replaced the plate in the box mechanically, like one in a dream, gathered up his apparatus, took his hat, and, Frenchman though he was, left the room and the house without\a word. An hour later, when he entered Dr. Hubbard’s study, howevér, he was himself again. Not a trace did he show of the agitation that had possessed him a short time before. “Well,” said the doctor smiling, “you “Rail!” exclaimed the. professor, scornfully, with a triumphant smile upon his face. dressed to Lucille. .This he abstracted and putting it in his pocket, left the house and walked down to the ‘gate, Here is ze proof—ze picture which I haf taken from the young lady’s eyes!” ““Nonsense!’’ exclaimed the doctor impatiently. “Impossible! Do you mean to tell me—” 7 when, leaning upon the low wall, he lei- surely opened and read it. His face darkened as he read, and flushed with rage. It so happened that Professor J aqueloit was coming quietiy along the road to the Hall, with iis photographie ap- paratus ready, of course, for use. His tread was light, and not disturb the motionless figure instant he did whose head and shoulders. only (owing to his leaning posture) were visible above the wall. Neither did he see him, his attention being wholly occupied by «a flock “No, no,” she cried. “I should know yeur voice;, nay, I should know your presenceif you did not speak, among a hundred others. Ah, I love you.” “But you have never felt the loss of your sight, since you cannot remember that you ever had it. And you are birds, whose slow, circling flight he was intently watching with the intention of taking them in their flight should they come within reach of his instrument. But presently the birds disappeared from his view, and his thoughts and eyes came back to earth again, and rested on the man’s face,now only afew yards of by have failed, I suppose?” fore allowing it to pass out of his hands. One day, among others, came a letter bearing a foreign postmark and ad- as a stranger to you-——” happy now as you are?” Year from him. He stopped short and arranged his camera. “Mon Dieu!” be exclaimed under his breath. “Vat aface. Vat a seengular face. I must and will have’im.” In another instant the face was transferred to the professor’s plate, and he ' “Good! -eried For several days after the professor’s visit Lucille had been banished and confined to her own darkened apartments. Hercousin had made many attempts to gain her presence, which Miss Hubbard excuse to interrupt a tete-a-tete hands. | built her hopes of ,Lucille’s recovery. She had seen him, looked him over, heard him talk, and come away disappointed. He did not at all answer to her ideal of.a great man. “Just a little half-cracked Frenchman, all fuss and feathers,” was her mental verdict upon the worthy. pro- “Yes,” now.” $a,28°Per stopped and listened at the first door he himseif of the low library windows. to stairway and seized the casket in his hands. A slight noise behind him caused him to turn his head, and with a choking gasp, he let the jewels fall from his trembling fingers, and covered his face with his George hesitated a moment considering whether or not he should return to the house and inform the servants of what he had seen. silently up to the A lamp burned on a table the gate, and after a short pause, looking around him, leave the broad walk and steal cautiously through the shrubbery toward the west here?” “Whatis other. cannot blame care to explain,” said the other.. “And if you are satisfied now I will bid you good evening and leave you.” So saying he coolly stepped to the win- Since no grief ever born can ever die Through changeless change of seasons passing by? “Who surely you “You are not to blame,” said the other. Shalt thou not hope‘for joy new born again, _ George answered. can tell. Oh, I have missed you so!” “Darling!” he said, drawing her closer to him. ; “Darling!” she repeated looking at him wonderingly with her sightless eyes. ‘Then obeying a sudden impulse, he wound his arms about her, and kissed her upturned face again and again, until “Your zeal is pardonable—the fault is mine.” | “But why did you not tell me who you were?” asked George. Shalt thou not wonder that it liveth yet, The useless hope, the useless craving pain, That made thy face; that lovely noon-tide, wet With more than beating of the chilly rain? Aha! haf ‘No, doctaire, I you now “No; haf my laugh haf at 'r-r-revenge. doctaire. I mean not me. sall Look you to tell nothing zat you cannot see for Bak! But eet ees sho&ild doubt. not Het wisést of us know, yet to learn. Yet fail. I strange you yourself. zat you ees so little zat ze so much eet ees zat we haf so seemple. Doetaire, mon ami, ven Nature haf laid down ze burden of a life, haf you not seen ze last impression of ze mind—ze sou}—before it leave ze worthless clay, stamped plainly on ze cold, dead face? Vy zen should not. ze eye, ze window of ze soul, through which she looks on Nature and receives ze sense of Nature and ze grass sings of mortality, vy should not ze eye receive and hold more plainly still ze last impression of ze mind—ze soul?” k, “But the picture,” said the doctor “show me the picture.” po Ninh Pal tnd tininl aca es 7 ry sees Eugene!” cried me for my part in the affair?” That this day too thine heart doth still desire? _laid a heavy Bristow! in surprise, rising to hisfeet. “Why did you not speak before? I took you for a thief prowling around the grounds. I Shall it not hapthat on some dawn of May Thou shalt awake, and, thinking of days dead,” See nothing clear but this same dreary day, Of all the days that have passed o’er thine head? Shaltthou not wonder, looking from thy bed, Through green leaves on the windless east | a-fire, : he “Yes,’’she “To save you further trouble,” said the other, “I will tell you. I am—” Then turns,and whirling down the wind is borne. —<—<$<$—<— your voice and still not know you?” she asked standing close beside him. “At any rate Ido not think so now,” he said. “And are you so glad to see me?” me see what: you look like.” Noon-and the north-west sweeps the empty road, The rain-washed fields from hedge to hedge are bare; Beneath the leafless elms some hind’s abode Looks small and void, and no smoke meets the air From its poor hearth; onelonely rook doth dare The gale, and beats above the unseen scorn, BY Household. ae Salt Lake City, Utah, February 2, 1880. 22. FEBRUARY. Er = |