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We have made arrangements with this great paper to give it ABSOLUTELY FREE with each yearly subscription paid in advance, This offer is open but a short time. Take advantage of it. Address GAiiltOLL KKNTINJH,, C'um>ll, iuuu. BOTH PAPERS FOR $2. SYNOPSIS. Thomas Wlngdelti was born In Euglnnd of «n English fnther and a Spanish mother. Big mother confided to lilm ti/at a certain Spaniard had sworn to tnke her lire. II—One day. when Thomas was about 18, ho wont out Ihtothenmyflelis to a trjHt with Lily Bozard. A Spanish stranger attacked him on the road, and the boy cudgeled the ruffian Into helplessness, leaving him tied to a tree. [it-Lily's father tietects Thomas kissing the maiden to seal a love compact and foiblds further meetings of the lovers. Returning home, Thomas flnus the Spaniard gone and hit mother lying dead on a scene where footprints b»- iruy a struggle. av—The mother has been stabbed by the Spaniard. Jean do Garcia, her cousin. Iliuma*' father tells the story of his own earlj ndvent- uresln Spnln, of !>•) Garcls'g passion for his cousin and the vow to kill her because she fled the countrv the bride ol a deadly enemy. Thomas swears vengeance on De GiirclH. V—He sails for Spain. Lily Bozard pledges eternal love Viand VII—Thomas Is a medical student and finds employment In Seville with a popular quack—Dr. Fonscca. He meets De Garcia nnd Is prevented from killing him by a woman whom the villain Das wronged. CHAPTER VII. THE SECOND MEETING. It may be thought that while I was employed thus I had forgotten the object of my coming to Spain—namely, to avenge my mother's murder on the person of Juan de Garcia. But this was not so. So •oon aa I was Mttled in the house of An drea de Fonsecn I set myself to make inquiries as to De Garcia's whereabouts with all possible diligence, but without result. Indeed when I came to consider the matter coolly it seemed that I had but a slon- der chance of finding him In this city. He had indeed given it out in Yarmouth that he was bound for Seville, but no ship bearing the same name as his had put in at Cadiz or sailed tip the Guadalquivir, nor was it likely, having committed murder in England, that he would speak, the truth as to his destination. Still I searched on. The house where my mother and grandmother had lived was burned down, and as their mode of life had been retired after more than 20 years of change few even remembered their existence. Indeed I only discovered one, an old woman whom I found living in extreme poverty, and who once had been my grandmother's servant and knew my mother well, although she was not in the house at the time of her flight to England. From this woman I gathered some information, though, needless to say, I did not tell her that I was the grandson of her old mistress. It seemed that after my mother fled to England with my father Do Garcia persecuted my grandmother and his aunt with lawsuits and by other means till at last she was reduced to beggary, in which condition the villain left her to die. So poor was she indeed that she was buried in a public grave. After that the old woman, my informant, said she had heard that Do Garcia had committed 507710 crime and been forced to flee the country. What tho crime was she could not remember, but it had happened about 15 years ago. All this I learned when I had been about three months in Seville, and though it was of interest it did not advance me in my search. Some four or flvo nights afterward, as I entered my employer's house, I met a young woman coming out of the doorway of tho patio. She was thickly veiled, and my notice was drawn to her by her tall and beautiful figure and because she was weeping so violently that her body shook with her sobs. I was already well accustomed to such eights, formally of those who sought my master's counsel had good cause to weep, and I passed her without remark. But when I was come into the room where he received his patients I mentioned that I had met such a person and aaked If it was any one whom I knew. "Ah, nephew," said Fonseoa, who always called mo thus by now, and Indeed began to treat me with as much affection as though I were really of his blood, "a •ad case, but you do not know her, ivud sho is no paying patient. A poor girl of noble birth who had entered religion and taken tier vows, when a gallant appears, moots her secretly in tho convent garden, promises to ntuvry her if she will fly with him, indeed docs go through Nome mummery of marriage with her—so she says— and the rest of it. Now ho has deserted her, and she is in trouble, and, whut is more, should tho priests catch her, likely to loam what It feels liko to tlio by inches in a convent wall. Shu came to wo for counsel and brought somo silver ornaments as the foe. Hero they are." . • "You took, them?" "Yos, I took them—I always take a foe— tut I gnvu hur bavk their wight IB gold. What is morn, I fetid her whero gho might hldo from tho priests till tho hunt is done with. What I did not llku to tell her is that her luvur in tho greatest villain who ever trod tho streets of Seville. What was tho goodf Sho will sou llttlu moro of him." And now I must tell how I met my cousin ami my enemy, Do Oureiu, for tho second time. Two days after my mooting with the veiled lady it chiiiiuocl that I was wandering toward midnight througli a lonoly part of tho old city llttlu froquonUul by piuwurtfby. It was scarcely safe to bo thus ulono |u such u plucu uiul hour, but tlio business with which 1 hud boon churg ed by my master was ono that must be cnrrlud tint unattended; also I had no onomtes whom I knuw of ami was armed with tho very uword that I hud takuu from I)o Garcia in tho liuio utDltchlnghnm, Clio sword that Imd slain my mother, mid which I bora in tho IIUJKI Unit it might serve to uvongu her. In the uso of this wuuuon I hud grown oxpvrt enough by itow, for every moruiug I took lessons in tho art of f i! u ixi. My busline bolng done, 1 wan walking slowly homeward, and us I went I full to thinking of tho strangeness of my preuant life, and of Low far it differed from uiy boyhood; in tho valley of Wuvuney, and ol many other things. And tlicn I thought of Lily and wondered how her days nuss- ed, and If my brother Gooffrcy persecuted her to marry him, and whether or no slio would resist Ills importunities and her father's. And sous I walked muHlugloaiue to a water gate that opened on to tha Quad' ulqulvlr, and loaning upon thu coping ol A low wall I rested there idly to consider tbo beauty of tue ulgUt. In truth, It wan a lovely ulgut, fur Across all these yuan 1 rewieuiber It. Let thaw who have mm U wy U they know Any piospeot mote beau Uful tu«n tho sight o| tijo Augyat JK9SP shining on the broad waters of the Guad- alquivir and tho clustering habitations of the ancient city. Now, as I leaned upon the^wall and looked, I saw a man pass up the steps beside me and go into tho shadow of the street. I took no note of him till presently I heard a murmur of distant voices, and turning my head I discovered that the man was in conversation with a woman whom ho had met at the head of tho path that ran down to the water gate. Doubtless it was a lovers' meeting, and since such sights are of interest to all, and more especially to tho young, I watched 'the pair. Soon I learned that there was little of tenderness in this tryst, at least on the part of the gallant, who drew continually backward toward me as though he would seek tho boat by which doubtless he had come, and I marveled at this, for the moonlight shone upon tho woman !jr face, and even at that distance I, could sSe that it was very fair. The man's face I could not see, however, since his back was toward me for the most part. Moreover, he wore a large sombrero that shaded it. Now they came nearer to me, the man always drawing backward and tho woman always following till at length they were within earshot. The woman was pleading with the man. "Surely you will not desert me," she said, "after marrying me and all that you have sworn; you will not have the heart to desert me. I abandoned everything for you. I am in great danger. I"—and hero her voice fell so that I could not catch her words. Then ho spoke: "Fairest, now, as always, I adore you. But we must part awhile. You owe mo much, Isabella. I lave rescued you from the grave; I have ;aught you whut it is to live and love. Doubtless with your advantages and sharms you will profit by the lesson. Money I cannot give you, for I have none x> spore, but I have endowed you with experience that is more valuable by far. This A our farewell for awhile, and I am broken hearted. Yet— " 'Neath fairer skies Shine other eyes, and I"—and again he spoke so low that I could not catch his words. As be talked on all my body began to tremble. Tho scene was moving indeed, but it was not that which stirred me so deeply—it was tho man's voice and bearing that reminded me—no, it could scarcely be! "Oh, you will not bo so cruel." said tho lady, "to leave me, your wife, thus alone and in such sore trouble and danger! Take me with you, Juan, I beseech you!" And she caught him by the arm and clung to him. He shook her from him somewhat roughly, and as he did so his wide hat fell to tho ground so that tho moonlight shone upon his face. By heaven, it w.as ho—Juan do Garcia and no other! I could not bo mistaken. There was tho deeply carved, cruel face, tho high forehead with the scar on it, the thin, sneering mouth, tho peaked board and curling hair. Chance had given him Into my hand, and I would kill him, or he •hould kill mo. I took three paces and stood before him, drawing my sword as I came. "What, my dove, have you a bully at hand?" he said, stopping back astonished. "Your business, seuorf Are you hero to champion beauty in distress?" "I am hdro, Juan de Garcia, to avenge a murdered woman. Do you remember a certain river bank away in England, whore "I am here, .twin He Garcia, to avenue a murdered woman." you chanced to meet u lady you had known and to leave her dcudf Or, if you have forgotten, perhaps at least you wili remember this, which I carry that it may kill you." And I flashed tho sword that had been his before his eyes. "Mother of Godl It is tho English boy who"—and lie stopped. "It is Thomas Wlngileld, who bu.'.t nnd bound you, and who now purpose* to finish what ho begau yonder us he WOK sworn. Draw, or, Juan de Garcia, I will stub you where you stand." De uarclu heurd this speech, that today seems to me to suiaok of the theater, though it was spoken in grimmest ournout, •ud his face grew like the face of u trap- Mil wolf. Yet I saw tbat ho had no mind to flght, not bowtuso of cowardice, for tu do him justice he was no coward, but be- oaftse of superstition. He feared to fight with me Hluce, in I learned afterward, lie believed that ho would meet his end utmy hand, uud U wus for this musou elilelly that he strove to kill me when first. \vo met. ' "Tho duello has Ita laws, sonor," he said courteously. "It is not utmul to (!.:)it thus unseeouded and in the prcscnco u u woman. If you believe that you !m\v ; iiy grievance uguluut mo—though I kuow i:ut of whut you rave or the iiumo by wlmh you call me—I will meet you where anil when you will." And all tho while he looked over his shoulder becking some way of oiuupe. "You will utcet me now," I anuwered. "Pr«w or 1 strike!" Thou he drew, uud we fell to It dcsper- atoly enough till ihv sparks Hew ludeed, aud the rattle of steel upeu steel rang down the uulet street. At first ho huU eouwwluvti the better of me, fur my bate made niu wild In my play, but soon I set- tied to tho work uud grew oooler. Blowly I prewed Mm buck, und, ojw my piny grew ctoser and better nnd his became wilder. Now I hr.d touched him twice, once f» the face, aud I held him with his brick against the wall of tho way that led down, to the water gate, and it had come to this— that ho Ecaocqly strove to thrust at me at aM, but stood on his defense waiting till 1 should l;lr<i. Then, when victory was In my hund, disaster overtook me, for the woman, who had been watching bewildered, saw that her faithless lover was in danger of death and straightway seized me from behind, at tho same time sending up shriek after shriek for help. I shook hor from me quickly enough, but not b'_-f;'L'o De Garcia, seeing his advantage, hud dealt me a coward's thrust that took me in the right shoulder and half ciipplcd mo, so that in my turn I must stand on my defense if I would keep my lifo In mo. Menmvhile the shrieks had been hoard, and of a sudden tho watch oamo running round the corner whistling for help. Do Garcia saw them, and disengaging suddenly turned and ran for tho water- gate, the lady also vanishing, whither I do not know. Now the watch was on me, and their leader came at me to seize mo, holding a lantern in his hand. I struck it with the handle of the sword, so that it fell upon tha roadwny, where it blazed up like n bonfire. Then I turned also and fled, for I did not wish to be dragged before tho magistrate* of the city as a brawler, and la my desire to escape I forgot that Do Garcia was escaping also. Away I went, airU three of the watch after me, but they were stout and scant of breath, and by tho time that I had run three furlongs I distanced them. I halted to get my breath and remembered that I had lost De Garcia and did not know when I should find him again. So I went homeward, cursing my fortune and the woman who had clasped me from behind jiut as I was about to tHfA the death throat home, and also my lack of skill which had delayed that thrust so long. By now I was at home and bethought me that I should do well to go to Fonseoa, my master, and ask his help. On the morrow I went to my master's chamber, where he lay abed, having been seized by a sudden weakness that was the beginning of the illness which ended in death. As I mixed a draft for him ho noticed that my shoulder was hurt and asked me what had happened. This gave me my opportunity, which I was not slow to take. •'Have you patience to listen to a story," I said, "for I would seek your help?" "Ah," he answered, "it is the old case; the physician cannot heal himself. Speak on, nephew." Then I sat down by the bed and told him all, keeping nothing book. "You are strangely foolish, nephew," he Wild at length. "For the most part, yontii fails.througli rashness, but you err by overeaution. By overcaution in your fence you lost your chance lost night, nnd so by overcaution in hiding this tale from mo you have lost a far greater opportunity. What, horpe ycu not seen TOO givo counsel in many such matters, and have you ever known me to betray tbo confidence even of tho veriest stranger? Why, then, did you fear for yours P" ''I do not know," I answered, "but I thoughb that first I would search for myself." "Prldo goeth before a fall, nephew. Now listen. Had I known this history a month ago, by now De Garcia had perished miserably, and not by your hands, but by that of tho law. I have been acquainted with tho man from his childhood and kuow enough to hang him twice over did I chpoNo to sppdk. More, I knew your moflier, boy, ami now I sea that It was the likeness in your face to hers that haunted mo, for from tho first it was familiar. It was I also who bribed the keepers of tho holy office to lot your father loose, though, us it chanced, I never saw him, and arranged his flight. Since then I have hud De Garcia through my hands some four or five times, now under this name and now under that. Once oven ho came to mo as a client, but the villainy that ho would have worked was too black for me to touch. This man is tho wickedest whom, I have known In Seville, and thftt 'is Baying j'nuuh; ulso lie is tho cleverest ami tho most revengeful. Ho' lives by vice for vice, and there are many deaths upon Ills hands. But he has never pros- pored in his ovildoing, and today ho is but an adventurer without a name, who lives by blackmail aud by ruining women that he may rob thorn at Ills leisure. Give me those books from tho strong box yonder, and I will tell you of this Do Garoln." I did as ho bado mo, bringing tho heavy parchment volumes, each bound in vellum and written In .ctjjher. "Those are ihy records," ho said, "though nono can rood them except myself. Now for the index. Ah, hero it is! Give me volume 3 and open it at page 201." I obeyed, laying tho book on tho bed bo- fo.ro him, and lie begun to mud the crabbed marks as easily as though they wore good black letter. "Do Garcia—Juan. Height, appearance, family, false names, and so on. This is it—.history. Now listen." Thou came some two pages of closely written matter, expressed in secret signs that FUIINGCU translated us ho read. It wus brief enough, but such a record as It contained I have never heard before nor since. Hero, sot out against this one man's name, was well nigh every wlukodnoes of which a human being eould be capable, can-led through by him to gratify his appetites and revengeful huteund to provide Himself with gold. In tbat black list were two mitrd; ,v one of a rival by the knife nnd ono <;f a mistress by poison. And thuru \vw« other things even worse, too shameful iiulwd to bo written. "Doubtless there U moro that Iws not come bonunth my notion," wild FOIIHOCII coolly, "but these things I knuw for truth, and one of the mucdura could bu proved •guttuit him were ho captured. SUty, give mo ink. I must mid to the record." And h« wrote in his cipher: "In May, 1517, the said Do Garcia sailed to Ungluutl on u trading voyugc, und there in the par- i Uh of Dltchliiglmm, in (lie county of Norfolk, ho murdered Lulsu Wlngnold, spoken of ubuve us Lulsu de Gurclu, hlu cousin, to whom he wus once betrothed. In September of the sumo your or provlmuly, under cover of a false umrrluge, ho deuoyixi and dusevtod ono Uonuu Isabella of Die noble fuiiilly of Slguoiuu, a nun In u re- llglous house in tlilH city." "What," 1 exclaimed, "is tho girl wlu, cam* to wok your help two nlghu since the uuiue that Do Oiurcla deserted)"' "The very name, nuphew. It wua ulu whom you junml pluudlug with him luti night. Hud 1 known two duyn ago whin I Know today, by DOW this villain hiu been wife In prUun. lint perliupi it Is uoi yut too lute, i am ill, bub 1 will rlae am bur to it. U'ltvo it to na>, nephew, (jo, nuu'j yuurkclf uud luuve U to me. If uuy thing may be dune, 1 cuu dolt. Btuy, bid u messenger be ready. This evening I shall know whutever I hum is to bu knowu." Thut night Fonscctt wnt for mo uguiu. "I have made inquiries," he sulu. "I huv« oven wanted tho oillum-u of Jiutlco for the first time for many years, and aro hunting Do Gnrola as blpodhottr hunt a slave. But nothing can be 1 of him. Ho lins vanished tvnd left trace. Tonight I write to Cadiz, for_ may imve fled there down the river, thing 1 have discovered, however. The i nora Isabella was caught by the wato and br:lng recognized us having eBCft)jj from n convent she was handed over;;) tho oxteutories of tho lioly office, that I c;;se i:»i:y bo Investigated, or, in otSl word", should her fault be proved,, death." • ' ' l 'O.n filio bo rescued?" "Impossible. Had sho followed ••ul she would never have been tukoi^ Gun E)IO bo coinniunioHtod wlthf" No. Twenty years ago it might have been managed. Now the office is stricter aud purer. Gold has no power there. We shall never see or hear of her again unless indeed it is at tbo hour of her death, when, should sho choose to speak with Juo, tho Indulgence may possibly he granted to her, though I doubt it. But it is not likely that sho will wish to do so, Should she succeed in hiding her disgrace, sho may escape, but it is not probable. Do not look no sad, nephew; religion must have it« sacrifices. Perchance it is batter for her to die thus than to live for many yean dead in life. .She can die but once. May her blood lie heavy on Do Garcia's hoadt" "AmgBi" I answered. CHAPTER VIII. THOMAS BECOMES BIOH, For many months we heard no more of De Garcia or of Isabella de Siguonza. Both had vanished, leaving no sign, and we searched for them in vain. As for me, I fell back into my former way of life of assistant to Fonseoa, posing before the world aa his nephew. But it came about that from the night of my duel with the murderer my master's health declined steadily through the action of a wasting disease of the liver which baffled all skill, BO that within eight inonthi of that time he lay almost bedridden and At the point of death. His mind indeed remained quite clear, and on occasions he would even receive those who came to consult him, reclining on a chair and wrapped in his embroidered robe. But the hand of death lay on him, and he knew that it was so. As the weeks went by he grew more and more attached to mo till at length, had I been his son, ho could not have treated me' with greater affection, while for my part I: did what lay in my power to lessen his' sufferings, for he would let no other physician near him. At length when he had grown very feeble ho expressed a desire to see a notary. The man he named was sent for and remained closeted with him for an hoiir or more, when he left for awhile to return 1 with several of his clerks, who accompanied him to my master's room,, from I Whence I w*» excluded. Presently they !J all went away, bearing some parchments with them. That evening Fonseca sent for me. I found him very weak, but cheerful and full of talk. 'Come here, nephew," he said. "I hov< had a busy day. I havo been busy all my life through, and it would not be well to grow idle at tho last. Do you know what I havo been doing this day?" I shook my head. "1 will tell you. I have been making my-will—there Is something to leave—not BO very much, but still something." "Do not talk of wills," I said. "Itrup* that you may live for many years." ..- Ijto laughud. "You must thiuk badtf of uiy case, iiopliew, when you think fliat I can bo deceived thus. I am about to die, as you know well, and I do not fear death. My lifo 1ms been prosporous, but not happy, for it was blighted in its spring —no matter how. Tho story is an old one and not worth telling. Moreover, whichever way it had read, it had all been one now in the hour of death. Nephew, listen. Except certain sums that I have giv- t en to bo spent in charities—not in masse*? mind you—I have loft you all I possess. "„' "You have loft it to me!" 1 said, astonished. "Yes, nephew, to you. Why not> | havo no relations living, and I havo learn* ed to lovo you, I who thought that I could never again euro for uuy man or woman or child. I am grateful to you, who have proved to mo that my heart is not dead.' Take what I give you as a mark of my, gratitude." Now I began to stammer my thanks,. but he stopped me. "Tho sum that you* will inherit, nuphew, amounts in all to' about 5,000 gold pesos, or perhaps 19,000 . of your English pounds, enough for a , young man to begin life on, oven with a < wife. Indued there in England it may well , be held a groat fortune, ami I think that • your betrothed's father will make no mar* objection to yo» as a son-in-law| ulao there is tills houaound all that U contain*. Tbo library and tho silver aro valuable, and you will do well to keep them. And now ono word moro. If your tongciouco will lob you, abandon the pursuit of Do Garcia, Tuku your fortune und. go with it to England, wed that inuicl whom you denlre, mid follow after happiness in whatever way sooins best to you, Who aro you thut you should nieto out vengeance on this knave Do GaroluF Lot him bu, mid lie will avenge himself upon himself. ,0th- erwiio you may undergo much toll and danger aud iu the end lose lovo and lifo aud fortune at a blow." "But I liuvo sworn to kill him," I an- •worod, "and how can I break BO solemn an outli? Howuould I sit at homo In peace beneath the burden of such ihuiuol 1 " "I do not know. It la not for mo to judge. You miut do as you wish, but In tho doing of It it muy happen Umt you will full Into' greater sluuium than this. Vou havo fought tho mun, und ho hue o»- oaped you. Lot him go if you are wise. Mow bend down uud kiss ine aud bid mo farewell. I do not doslro that you should tee wo die, aud my death In near. I cannot toll If wo kitmll inuet ugulu when in your turn you have laid us I lie now, or if wo vlwpo our course for different »Uuu U §o, farewell forever." Then I leaned down and kissed him on toe forehand, und M I did no I wont, for not till thin hour aid I Uuurn how truly I bad eauio to lovo him, HO truly tuat it •ecmod to mo uu tliougu my father lay there dying. "Weep not, "ho wild, "for all our lifo Is but a parting. Ouce I hud a con Ilka you, and aura was tho bitterest of fiwro- welli. Now I go to twok for him again who could not comu book to ntu, so \voop not buctvuuo I die. Uoodby, Tliomiw Wlug- field! Muy Uod prosper uud protect youl Now go I' Bo I wont weeping, and Umt night, before tlio ditwu, all wiu» over. I burled. Audrey do Faumaa, but with no poiup, for he hud wild that lie wMied, ., an little money tut puns! bio ujiKiit upon uls dead body, aud returned U> tho huuiw to moot tho uoturlo*. Then tint uoujii WON broken and tlio purelnuenU row!, and I was put In full possewilou of the dead uuai'u wealth, und having deducted nuoh tuwu a* ware puy.ublo foj duo*, (oguylu* AX ,( i

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