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The Daily Empire, 1865-12-16

The front page of 1865-12-16. 562 words, read by machine from the Library of Congress scan and reproduced without correction.

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562 words

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The house w as as si ill as the tomb, and Uniiijrli 1 uiaile no ellnrt to hear wiiai uim said, the expressions "still," "llirco wit I nesscs," "thirty dnvs," and olliers of a siin I liar character, came directly tu my ears Tliey aronseii my euriony, vt no was 1111 lr. hrowti Y Wliy was he there at that. tin seasonable hour r Well, it wita none nf my business, ami half a dozen times 1 determined imt U con ccrn myself about it; hut it. was in vain that I tried to lasten iny uiiuil upon tlic book again ; it had lost tlie. iuer to inter interest - est interest me. J plancc 1 at a disir which oiicncd Into the risiiu where siicakcrs. wore. It would he mean to listen, und 1 would not doit. It was the month of May, and the weather wits quit chilly. 1 hml neglected lo bring any extra riot bin" with me, and I been u to Iih'I micniinortaiuy cold. I rose anil paced the room several n it 1 1 "both willa. came to mv hearintr. In the unguarded tone, of lr. Itrowne. 1 paused ami looked at the door. Ap Apparently - parently Apparently the other jierson, who I doubted not. was Mm. t'olebrook sieakliig, but I rould hear nothing. I threw myself Into the chair, and liegan to shiver with cold again. On the table lay a clean Mursicllca qullt, which had been (eft there by a serv ant, anil iu tlic anseuce oi any tiling ucirer than this, I unfolded it and threw It over iny shoulders. It completely eiiveloed my body, and I felt quite comfortable again. cstroy the new will," said Dr. firowne. I dropped my book, for thin looked like foul play. It (s i iirred to me that Mr. f 'ole 'ole-brrtiik's - brrtiik's 'ole-brrtiik's sior rrlntliins would hiaw to aufTer for this midnight conference. 1 knew that he had nit only sister, an Invalid, who was deM-ndeut upon bis bounty for subsistence, aud my lilissl boiled with indignation as 1 thought of what might be the result of this interview. 1 arose from my chair and went to the door. That the end w III Justify (he mean 1 do not think is sound logic ; lint w here a poor, BUll'ering, deendent women wan iu danger of being east iiihiii the tender mer mercies - cies mercies of a cold world, 1 was content t he blamed for the meanness nf eavesdropping, if thereby I could prevent so foul awning. Hefore I did It, I could not hut recall the, reputcl vharacter of At r. t olebnsik. With-1 out believing much of the goasip that had been circulated coiiccrning her, 1 could easily arrive nt the conclusion that the hail been tlie bunft of lier hitsbaiul'i hapiilneas. 1 had latin itcntouMlly ac(ualutHi wllh him who now lay cold iu deulh before me. so that I wan not obliged to guess at the h lA hi tlio en- .se, own ObHt'rViiimiL. though 1 moved in a humbler sphere than her, m ntilllciclit to tutwire me Uial all wum uot right. 1 placed my ear at the kevbobt ' StA'l...- i . . i .'Vi hen we are ntarriiHl ' "Hush," .aid Mr, folebrook." i arj sitir.c in w liinpcia uiru. iiiu a ivuiu

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Library of Congress, Chronicling America See this issue at the Library of Congress. Digitised by the National Digital Newspaper Program. These issues are in the public domain in the United States. Page text is machine-read from microfilm and reproduced exactly as the recogniser returned it. Nothing is corrected and nothing is summarised.