Tried for Her Life A Sequel to "Cruel As the Grave"

"Oh! mine! mine!" exclaimed Sybil; "tell me, dear Lyon, how it is that you are able to be here at all. The bailiffs indeed told me that you were not dangerously injured; if it h...

It was yet early morning, and Lyon Berners still lay on his comfortable bed in the spacious front chamber, at Pendleton Hall. The window shutters were open, admitting a fine vie...

And at the same instant hurrying steps were heard approaching, and some of the servants who had been loitering in the hall, startled by the noise of the cry and the fall, rushed...

But as there is a certain weird attraction in the horrible, the old Black Hall came to be the greatest object of morbid interest in the neighborhood, greater even than the magni...

There was a pause of astonishment among the people for about one minute only; and then commenced a general stampede of all the able-bodied men and boys from a circle of several...

But she scarcely realized such a contrast until that morning, when she arose and threw open her south window and looked out upon her own beautiful home valley, now fresh with th...

In an ample cushioned chair, beside a large desk laden with books and papers, sat a venerable old gentleman of a portly form, fine features, fresh complexion, and long silvery w...

Help was at hand. There came a sound as of the rushing of tiny feet, and suddenly the little Skye terrier rushed into the cavern, and with joyous barks darted upon her mistress'...

"Well, well, get out of this, you miserable cowards! Empty your pockets, and you shall be safe! It would be crueler than infanticide to slay such miserably helpless wretches!" l...

They sought her that night, and they sought her next day, They sought her in vain till a week passed away. The highest, the lowest, the loneliest spot, Her husband sought wildly...

He was the mildest mannered man That ever scuttled ship, or cut a throat; With such true breeding of a gentleman, You never could divine his real thought; Pity he loved adventur...

A maiden meek, with solemn, steadfast eyes, Full of eternal constancy and faith, And smiling lips, through whose soft portal sighs Truth's holy voice, with every balmy breath.--...

They crowded around _her_, they caressed her, they cried over her, they exclaimed about her, they asked her a score of questions, and without waiting for a single answer asked h...

That flow strewed wrecks about the grass; That ebb swept out the flocks to sea. A fatal ebb and flow, alas! To many more than mine and me.--JEAN INGELOW.

When she woke up, the sun was streaming in at the unshaded windows, and by its blaze of light she saw that two of the women had left the room, and left no one with her except Ge...

The girl went to a little trunk, unlocked it, and brought out the small silver casket. She touched a spring and the top flew open revealing a packet of papers, from which she se...

When Sybil recovered from her death-like swoon, she felt herself being borne slowly on through what seemed a narrow, tortuous underground passage; but the utter darkness, reliev...

Every sense Had been o'erstrung by pangs intense, And each frail fibre of her brain, (As bowstrings when, relaxed by rain, The erring arrow launch aside,) Sent forth her thought...

Then he arose, trembling so much that he leaned for support on the stand before him. Yet he did his duty--the last duty he was ever to do on that bench.

The rearing river, backward pressed, Shook all her trembling banks amain, Then madly at the eygre's breast Flung up her weltering walls again. Then banks came down with ruin and...

"Then hurtles forth the wind with sudden burst, And hurls the whole precipitated clouds Down in a torrent. On the sleeping vale Descends infernal force, and with strong gust Tur...

So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt with fire; So writhes the mind remorse hath riven-- Unfit for earth, undoomed for heaven, Darkness above, despair benea...

Raphael, who was perfectly well aware of Sybil's situation, was breaking his heart at Black Hall. And every morning when little Cro' was set up in his high chair beside Mrs. Ber...

We left Sybil sleeping on her sylvan couch, in the cavern chamber of her nameless hostess. She slept on as they sleep who, being completely conquered by mental and bodily fatigu...

She looked on many a face with vacant eye, On many a token without knowing what; She saw them watch her without asking why, And recked not who around her pillow sat.--BYRON.

A week after Lyon Berners went away Captain Pendleton resigned his commission in the army, placed the management of his estate in the hands of lawyer Sheridan, and, accompanied...

The laborers' cottages had been rebuilt and refurnished. Other dwellings were in process of reconstruction; and the works were only temporarily suspended by the frost. The publi...

The news of the impending medical examination of the prisoner had been conveyed to the warden on the preceding afternoon. The prisoner and her companion had been notified of it...

"During the pleasure of the governor. No new day has been appointed for her--_death_!" added the young lawyer, in a low voice and after a short pause, for he could not bear to u...

"The physicians have gone," said the young lawyer, after greeting Mr. Berners--"just gone; but they have left a copy of their report, the original of which they will have to del...

Summer ripened into autumn. Sybil and her faithful friend employed the golden days of September and October in the graceful and pleasing feminine work of making up garments for...

I shall not even attempt to give so much as an epitome of his speech. I should never be able to do justice to the logic, eloquence, pathos, and power of his oratory. I shall onl...

Lyon Berners, chilled to the heart with the coldness of the night, half famished for want of food, and wearied with his late violent exertions, and wishing to recruit his streng...