"I will have such revenges on you
That all the world shallI will do such things,
What they are, yet I know not; but they shall be
The terrors of the earth."
SHAKESPEARES King Lear
"To you, Edward, I bequeath
my daughter. Be kind to her, for an old mans sake. Remember this was my
dying request. And now, God bless you, my children!"
So saying, he placed his
daughters hand in that of Edward Mayfield, and sunk back upon his pillow.
In a few moments, the old man was no more.
Edward Mayfield was a young
man of five-and-twenty years of age. Sober and industriouskind and
gentlebeloved by all who knew him, it is not to be wondered at that he
gained the heart of Mary Leslie, the daughter of a neighboring farmer.
When her father died she was just nineteen, and the following year saw her
the wife of Edward Mayfield.
The father of Edward was a
man not overburdened with worldly gear; and when, upon his marriage,
Edward took a farm upon his own account, he had only his own industry to
look to for the provision of his rent against quarter-day. For some time,
matters went on pretty smoothly, Edward being always able to meet the
demands of his landlord, until the third year of his lease, when a bad
season threw him rather back in the world. However, the sudden death of
Mr. Meldrum, his landlord, and the estate, in the absence of Mr Meldrums
son, falling into the charge of an adjoining proprietorone of the most
humane men in existenceEdward was not called upon for any rent. The
following season was an equally bad one, so that Edward was still unable
to make a payment. For this he was heartily sorry; as there was little
doubt that matters would soon mend, and the next year would furnish him
with the means of retrieving his losses and settling all his arrears.
Things were in this state
when, one evening in "dark December," a stranger alighted at the village
inn. He was a coarse, hard-featured man, with a villaneous scowl upon his
countenance, and an impudent swagger in his gait. Entering the principal
apartment, in which were seated all those of the village who had little to
do at home, reading the news, and settling their neighbours affairs to
their own contentment, he called forsupper. During the progress of
his meal, which was made up of the choicest viands the house could afford,
he was looked on with an envious eye by a lean gentleman in a threadbare
surtout, who sat at an adjoining table discussing a pint of small beer,
and one of those apologies for Finnan haddocks yclept "speldings."
"Do you know me," said the
stranger, "that you gaze at me so intently?"
"Hemno!" said the lean
gentleman, who was no other than Mr Horatio Skinygauge, the
apothecary"that is, I dont know exactly."
"Perhaps you do know meno
matter. Tis ten years since I have been in this village. Tell me, how do
affairs get on?How is old Meldrum of the Mains?"
"Meldrum of the Mains!"
echoed the apothecary. "Why, man, you must be a stranger, indeed, not to
know that he has been dead these two years."
"Ah! indeed!" said the
stranger, with as joyous a look as he could put on; for the news seemed to
delight him. "And perhaps," he continued, after a pause, "perhaps you can
tell me something of Mary Leslie?"
"That I can, sirshes been
married these four years."
"Married! to whom?"
"Curses light upon him!"
cried the stranger, half rising from his seat, and striking his clenched
fist upon the table. "Married, and to him! What, has she given to a
baseborn churl all that she denied me? Oh! how I hate her for that act.
But vengeance shall yet be mine!"
"Ah!" exclaimed Mr
Skinygauge, with the voice and aspect of one who has suddenly lighted on a
mares nest, "I know who you are now; you are Mr Ralph Meldrum."
And Mr Skinygauge was
right. It was, indeed, the absent son of Edwards landlord. Self-willed
and ill-tempered, Ralph had, ten years before, made love to Mary Leslie;
but she, in her heart despising him, would not consent to become his wife.
He did not offer her marriage; but Mary, unskilled in a base worlds ways,
never dreamed but that he meant to do so, and she rejected all his
overtures and shunned him. Shortly after this, Ralph, at the village fair,
struck a man a severe blow upon the temples from the mere spirit of
mischief. The man died, and Ralph fled. During all the period of his
absence, he had been cruising about in a privateer, and now returned to
his native village no richer than when he left it. The news of his
fathers death was pleasing to him, and he instantly took possession of
the lands which were rightfully his. Great was his joy on discovering that
Edward Mayfield was two years behind in the payment of his rent. He gave
instant orders for a seizure; and Edward, with his sorrowing family, were
turned out of house and hall. From house to house they wandered, till at
length Edward was fortunate enough to procure employment as a
farm-servant, a short distance from his native village. Luckily, a
half-ruined cottage near the farm was unoccupied. Thither did Edward and
his family repair.
Early one morning Mary was
aroused from her slumbers by a loud knocking at the door. She wakened
Edward, who arose, and drew back the bolt. To his astonishment, Ralph
Meldrum, followed by a fellow named Waterston, whom he had lately
appointed as his factor, entered the cottage.
"Edward Mayfield!" said
Ralph, "I come upon an unpleasant business. My house was last night
entered, and silver-plate to a large amount was carried off! The whole
village point at you as the perpetrator of this act."
To this Edward only replied
by a look of honest indignation. "Let us search the house, master," cried
Waterston, officiously"we wont get satisfaction otherwise."
Accordingly, they proceeded
in their search; and, to the surprise and horror of Mayfield and his wife,
a silver tankard and some spoons were found beneath a sack in the
outhouse, and a couple of skeleton keys on the ledge of one of the
"Tis but too evident,
Edward Mayfield," said Ralph, when he saw those articles; "and no
alternative remains for me but to send you to prison."
Waterston was, accordingly,
despatched for two constables, and in due time Edward Mayfield was
deposited in the county jail.
Mary had witnessed all this
with an aching heart; but it was vain to waste the time in unavailing
grief. Deprived of her natural protector, she sought employment, and
obtained it from Edwards master, by which means she earned a scanty
pittance, which was barely sufficient to keep herself and her two infants
The time of her husbands
trial was drawing near; and, as she sat one night in her hut, by the dying
embers of a wood fire, she was startled by the entrance of a personfor
she had omitted to fasten the door. It proved to be Waterston, Ralphs
"You are aware," said he,
"that I am one of the only two witnesses against your husband. Meldrum and
I have quarrelled, and to-morrow sees me on my way to Australia. Ere I go,
however, I must confess to you that the robbery was all a trickthat the
alleged stolen articles were placed, where we found them, by Ralph Meldrum,
and that he has sworn eternal vengeance against you."
Mary thanked him, with
tears in her eyes, for what he had told her, and Waterston departed.
The day of trial came on.
The court was crowded to excess, for every one had known the prisoner.
Edward Mayfield was placed at the bar. The first witness was called, but
no Waterston answered to the summons. Ralph Meldrum was next desired to
step forward to give his evidence. His hand was laid upon the sacred
volume, and he was about to take the oath, when a female pressed through
the crowd, and, confronting him, cried"Forbear! Ralph Meldrumgive not
your soul to utter perdition."
"Fool!" cried Ralph; "what
I am about to speak is nought but truth."
"Liar!" exclaimed the
woman. The sound of a pistol-shot reverberated through the court-housea
scream of agony, and Ralph Meldrum fell to the ground a corpse.
Edward Mayfield was
liberated; but his young and faithful Mary met her death upon the
scaffold. She was the murderess of Ralph Meldrum.
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