Lady Trebor's Secret, OR THE MYSTERY OF CECIL ROSSE.

Patea Mail, Volume III, Issue 295, 13 February 1878, Page 4

Lady Trebor's Secret, OR THE MYSTERY OF CECIL ROSSE.

fßv Mrs. Harriet Lewis.]

CHAPTER L X.—contiL “It is the picture of Sir Albert Trevor ! ’ ejaculated the old marquis, excitedly. “ What docs this all mean ? Speak, Edith. Confess the truth. Who is Miss Rosse ?"’ Lady Trevor looked as if turned to stone. The door opened softly and Sarah Peters glided in. Shu had followed Lord fit. Leonards in a cab, and had forced her way oast the servants into the drawing-room, fcfhe appeared now upon the scene like an incarnate fate. “ I can answer that question, Lord St, Leonards,” she said quietly, drawing all eyes upon herself. “ 1 have been to Paris, to Germany. 1 have solved the whole mystcry of Miss Rosse !” “ What is it ?” “ Fifteen years ago, Lady Trevor adopted my chiid, or pretended to do .so, under an assumed name at BadenBaden,” said Mrs Peters. “My child was a girl, three years old, dying of marasmus,'' The marquis stalled.. “ I parted with my child through the direst povei iy ami distress,'’ continued Mrs. Peters, “ mid Lady Trevor, under her assumed name, talked so fair that I gave up my little one to her. I never Saw her again unth recently, and then in answer to my questions she told me that my child died in Paris. I have been to Palis, as i said. Only one child was there in Lady Trevor's keeping. That child ■•van mine. My Lord Ht. Leonards, tin little child yon buried in your ancestral vault was not the little Indy Alba Ravendale. but she was my own offTp-Ing.” The old marquis grew deathly white, and gasped for breath. He looked as if threatened with apoplexy. <! I have t.raccd out the whole fraud from the beginning,” said Mrs. Peters,’, mul 1 have proofs. Here they are,’’ and she exhibited a packet ol documents. “ 1 leave my reward to your own generosity, Lord Bt. Leonards, but hero arc the sworn proofs that the girl whom Sir Albert Trevor took to Zorlitz, and left there at the parsonage, was actually the Lady Alba Ravuiulale, your grandchild, my lord, and heiress.” Her words carried conviction to the nu.rquis’s soul. He took a step toward Cecil, mid then opened wide his anus to her, his grand old luoy transfigured with a joy too sublime for words. Lady Trevor’s haggard eyes, full of profound despair, glared around her. IP,-r hand went gropingly to her breast. “ Is there anything more T she said, Luskin. 'The door again opened, and two men, iu piain clothes, but with the air of policemen, entered. Lady Trevor turned her glaring eyes on thorn. “Madam,’ said the foremost, “we Law a most unpleasant duty to perform. VvV arrest you in the mime of the Queen, for the murder of Horace Pulibrd, who died last night at his club-house !” A horror-stricken gloom fell upon the group. “ 1 Alford dead?” exclaimed Lord Glenham. £ ‘ Tie is dead, my lord. He expired in great agony about midnight. The physician who was summoned to attend him certified that be was poisoned, and Mr Pudord made a dying statement to the ofleet that Lady Trevor had poisoned him at a supper at her house some two hours previous. Mr Pu!lord’s relatives have taken up the case. Wc must trouble your ladyship to accompany us.” Lady Trevor gave a second gurgling cry. iler countenance was frightful in its gloom ami despair. “ It’s all up !” she said, in a hoarse voice. “ My secret is out. Everything is wrested from me—reputation, liberty, wealth, even life itself. The felon’s cell, with which he threatened me, has opened its door lor me. The gallon's waits. 1 Lave but a last word for yon, Lord St. Lemirwhs. Since Mrs Peters lias all the proofs of her statement, since denial is useless, i own that Cecil Rosse is r.i tu-aly and truly the Lady Alba Ravencluie, your grandchild and heiress. It was hir Albert Trevor who planned that ..V<iud, mid who carried it into effect. i’c> Riv Albert Trevor, my husband, I vw.: my on a nun ! I go to meet him t i;.;ung the eternal shades !” .vine drew from her bosom the phial of poison that remained to her, raised it to Pii . L - lips, stiiM dminoAi it at a draii^lit. The policemen sprang forward to nivvcut tin; fatal act, and caught her as rue fell forward, in the agonies of death. She was bnned beside her husband, whoso evil counsels and evil example had been her bane. The story of her guilt could nut bo hushed up, but some mover excitement soon caused it to be Ihi gotten. Cecil Rosse, proven to be the Lady Alba Jmvenaaifc, resumed her old empire -no ;• !hc heart other Worshipping grand- : ,-gy Countess of UlenSmm, ut ■ hr : i, All in love with the beautiful vo; 11 :it m-ircss. and bitterly repented the pri le that had worked so much ot woe. iShe vied with Lord St Leonards in Warship of the lovely young creature

whose life had been so strangely shadowed, mid Cecil gave her a daughter’s affection. Mrs Peters received from the overjoyed and grateful Marquis an annuity that would amply suffice for all her wants and enable her to educate her sons. Grafton never again obtruded his presence upon Lord Glenham. He obtained an official post abroad and buried himself in official duties, soured and embittered by Ids failure to win Cecil to be Ids wife, mid as unhappy as the strictest justice could desire. He went unscathed by the law, but the knowledge of Cedi’s grandeurs mul the fact that she is the happy wife of L)rd Glenham Is a punishment the heaviness of winch none but himself can know. Cecil and the Earl of Glenham were recently married with all the pomp and show of an aristocratic English wedding. Royalty sent gifts to Lie young Lady Alba Ravendale, upon the occasion of her bridal, and the fashionable world thronged to St. George’s Church, Hanover Square, to witness the marriage of the season mid to gaze with admiration upon ti.c splendid young beauty which is expected to create such a furore next season. The wed-ding-trip of the happy pair was to the Black Forest, to the little village of Zorlitz, where the inhabitants turned out, cn masse, to greet with rejoicing the happy return of their former favorite and her old servant. THE END. INTERRUPTED TABLE TALK. The other evening the Rev Mr Philaeler sat down at the tea table with a very thoughtful air, and attended to the wants of his brood in a very abstracted manner. Presently ho looked up at his wife and said : “ The APosilo Paul” “ Got an awful lump on the head ’safternoon,’ broke in the pastor’s eldest son, “ playing base ball. Bat flew out of the striker’s hands when 1 was umpire, and cracked me right above the ear, an’ dropped me. Hurt ? Golly !” and the lad shook his head in dismal but expressive pantomiuo, as he tenderly rubbed a lump that looked like a billiard ball with hair on it. The pastor gravely paused for the interruption, and resumed: “ The Apostle Paul”

“ Saw Mrs O’Glieminie down at Gaecnhama’s this afternoon,” said his eldest daughter, addressing lieu mother. “ She had the same old everlasting black silk, coat-tail basque pattern, overskirt made with diagonal folds in front, edged with deep fringes, yellow straw hat, with black velvet lacings inside the brim, and pale blue flowers. She’s g'oiug to Chicago.” Thu good minister waited patiently, and then, in tones just a shade louder than before, said : “ The Apostle Paul - ’ “ Went in swimmin’ last night with Henry and Ben, pop, and stepped on a dam shell,” exclaimed his youngest son “ cut my feet so I can’t wear my slice: and, please, stay home tomorrow ?” The pastor informed his son that he might stay away from the liver, and then resumed his topic. He said : “ The Apostle Paul says” “ My teacher is an awful liar,” shouted the second son; “ho says the world is as round an orange, and it turns round all the time faster than a circus man can ride. I guess he haint got much sense.” The mother lifted a warning finger toward the boy and said, “ Sh !” and the father resumed: “ The Apostle Paul says” “ Don’t bite off twice as much as you can chow,” broke out the eldest son, reproving the assault of his little brother on a piece of cake. The pastor’s face showed just a trifle of annoyance as he said in very firm, decided tones: “ The Apostle Paul says” “There’s a fly in the butter!” shrieked the youngest hopeful of the family, and a general laugh followed. When silence was restored the eldest daughter, with an air of curiosity, said : “ Well, but, pa, I really would like to know what the Apostle Paul said.” “ Pass me the mustard,” said the pastor, absently. Then the committee rose and the senate went into executive session and soon after adjourned. —Burlington Free Press

TO CURE HAMS AND BACON. When the season for pig killing conies round (says the V/eek), many will doubtless be anxious to know the best method of preserving the hams and curing the bacon. The following recipe for ham curing- will l>e found very efficient; for 1001 bs of meat take Tibs fine salt, sibs clean brown sugar, 2ozs of pure saltpetre, %oz pearlash, and 4gals pure soft water. Tut all iu a proper vessel over the tire, and before it comes to a boil commence skimming and continue to do so until all the impurities have risen to the surface ; when done properly, the pickle will be perfectly, clear and pure. If a potato or an egg will float in it, it is alt right ; if not, add more salt until an egg will float. Now take 1 gal of sweet molasses, 2ozs saltpetre, and 4 quarts fine ground salt ; thoroughly mix them, and rub in and cover the hams with the mixture, skin and flesh side alike. Lay them skin down for three oi four days, and not touching each other. At the end of tins time they will bo ready for the pickle. Put in the bottom of a good sweet barrel a layer of salt, half to three quarters of au inch deep, pack the hams closely, cover with pickle, and weight

down. Hams weighing lOlbs to 141bs should remain in pickle about live weeks; those weighing from 15!bs to 201bs six to seven weeks. Now take marline or tarred rope-yarn; tie one piece round the shank, another round the thick part, and passing still another lengthwise looping to each. Make a loop to hang up by, with the shank down ; this prevents cracking in a great degree, and retains the juices inside the skin. No heated smoke should reach the li tins.