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THE BANNER-WATCHMAN, ATHENS, GEORGIA JUNE 11, 183$.
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FROM TOR DIARY INSPECTOR ■TRICKS.
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By JULIAN HAWTHORNE, Author of
"The Great Bank Robbery, - “An
- American Penman,-Eta —
(Copyright by O M. Dunham, and published,
through special amuigatniont by th« Amnncaa
Treat Association with CasaeU & Kew Tork
•nd LoDdoa.]
CHAPTER XEXi
IK A CARRIAGE.
UDOE
KETKL-
I.E and hit young
wit? took up
their ubode in a
hbuso not far
from tiie south*
orn boundary of
Central Park,
taking Mr*. No*
l«n to live with
them. Tlie wed
ding amuiNMl oou-
rtitlerublv interest
in New York
city, the beauty
and accomplishments of the bride being
almost as well known as the forensic
and judicial ability of'fief liusltsinL Tho
newly married couple did not entertain,
however, owing to the recent domestic
misfortunes which had overtaken Mrs.
Kotelle's family; they received a few
friends very quietly and informally, and’
made scarcely any calls. Tho judge had
not been on the bench for some years
previous to his marrvige; but he had a
large and important praUce as a barris
ter, and he now devoted himself to this'
with more assiduity than ever; Report
had it that he an4.„his wife were very
happy together, and though some people
admired the judge's Intrepidity in ven
turing to appropriate a lady so lieautiful
and so much bis juhior. there was noth
ing In their relations to indicate that his
choice tiuil not hernias prudenfas it cer
tainly was enviable.
'*3The wedding liad taken place about
the first of October; on the return of the
Nolens and Judge Ketelle from the sea
side; and after a shoi
then whs a oertath jauntinee* in his ap
pearance that suggested tbs sporting
men or the * harper. Bis oompenioa
was a considerably older nun. sad his
fsos was of at much coarser cast; Us
oiothes were new, but fitted him ill. and
he wore a flashy necktie and watch
qhain. Ilis small gray eyes had noted
the little occurrence above described,
end 'as the carriage rolled away he
audxod his friend with his elbow.
^Vell, whgt.now^* said the latter.
"Didyousew that?" —
• -Wlfidl*
"Well, your wits we wool gathering,
it seams. Hid' you see'that fellow get
Into that carriage!"
"What carriage?"
"That carriage that was standing here
just now with the lady in it. Why,
what’s got into you, Horrie? Don’t you
know who she was?"
"No. I don’t. How should I?"
"Well, you might find ; it money in
your pocket some day, that’s ail. Swell
women liko that don't drive out alone in
the park for nothing, 1 reckon! And
may bo, rather than have their husbands
know what they're after, they might see
their way to paying aif obliging person
a consideration to keep his mouth shut.”
"Oh, stuff! That business is played
out. The swells are on to it, and the
first word that’s said they ring the bell
for the police. I don’t want any of that
in mine, thank you! And if you want
any one to believo you know all tho ladies
that drive in the park in their own
lish agent of the Martin estate came over
and told me—supposing me to be Valen
tine—that by my brother’s death I was
the heir. I did not wish to enter into
explanations, so I simply told him that
I did not want tho eetate. and that it
might go to the next of kin. 1 had for
gotten that Vai had a wife, though, of
course, i knew all about her. She had
ruined his life in more ways than one.
and was no better than she should be;
but if hie. death were known she would
be entitled to a share- of~th* estate, - ft
seems she had got wind of the English
agent's busmens, and had followed- him
from New Zealand. I-had a curious in
terview with her; slio charged me fin
ally with having made away with her
husband in order by personating him to
get his property, and treating my asser
tion that I was not going to touch the
property as mere buncombe. But tho
next day I got a letter from her in which
she actually offered, in cose 1 would
make common cause with her, to go to
England, prove her marriage to Valen
tine, get tiie estate and then divide with
me!” f 1
"Poor Valentine!** murmured Pauline,
with a.trembling lio.
"When i refused she declared war,
and said she would expose mo as an im
postor and probable murderer. She
learned that I was manager and part
owner of a valuable mine that I had dis
covered near Pachuea. The other owners
were two high officers of the govern-
She weht.to them with her story.
broughams, you must find some greener
hand than I am.”
"1 know who she was, just the Bame,”
retorted the other. "She's the girl that
married that fellow Ketelle, a month
•go.”
“She?—the sister of that”— He stop
ped.
“The sister of Jerrotd Nolen! You re
member him, if I ain’t mistake*,” said
the short man, with a chuckle.
"Yes, I remember him; and when the
accounts are evened up I'll remember
you too, Jack Grush, and don’t you for
get itl” exclaimed the black haired man,
with a sullen fierceness. The fellow he
had called Grush laughed but made no
reply. "So that was his sister, was it?"
the other went on, muttering to himself;
"mid she's married to the judge a month
ago. and taking fellows to drive in her
broughaml" He twisted tho ends of his
mustache, and switched the toe of-his
—— - - .lonevmoon they . , . , - , •• , -
settled in their uew. dwelling early in as he sauntered along, with the
November. The judge attended to busi- i 0300 he earned,
ness down town every day; his wife Let us follow Mrs. Ketelle’s carriage.
After the first few minutes of speech-
[ They told me what she had said. I had
already made up my mind what to do; I
gave them the whole liistory of what had
I happened since Valentine and I had left
New York; I told them what he had told
me about his wife, and then I showed
them the letter she had just written raa
1 know I was risking everything in mak
ing a clean breast of it, but the fact was
! I was tired of living under a name that
did not belong to me, and I wanted to
put an end to it at all hazards."
*1 am .glad of that!” said Pauline.
"They were rather upset by the Btory,
and for a while I thought the affair
would go against me. But 1 suspect they
considered me too useful a man to lose.
I was making a great deal of money for
them and doing all the work, and then
the woman's letter tipped the beam.
They said finally that they would accept
in* for what I was. if I could give them
satisfactory proof: that 1 was what 1 de
clared myself to be. Let me show let
ters or vouchers from reputable persons
in New York bearing out my account of
myself and they would accept me as a
Dls mind the scheme of some practical
joke.
That night Horace’s companion was
found insensible on his doorstep with the
mark of a blow from a slungahot behind
his ear. ' He never entirely reoevered
consciousness, and died the next, day
after uttering the name of Horace Du pee.
Horace was arrested on a' charge of
rnurdor, and in default of bail, was
thrown Into prison. After a long series
of delays extending oyer a year, he was
brought to trial, and acquitted. The evi
dence, 'though amounting to a strong
probability, was not conclusive, and the
jury gave him the benefit of the doubt,
lie wont forth nominally a freeman, I Kit
his social and professional career were
blasted ere they had fairly begun. The
shadow of the mark of Cain, if not tho
mark itself, was upon him.
He might have changed his name and
and achieved success in another country.
But half from sullen obstinacy, half
from lack of business energy, he did not
do this. Instead, ho drifted into bod so
ciety and soon found himself in harmony
with it. The class of society in which ho
had formerly moved ceased to know him.
The police began to take an Interest in
him, but he was shrewd and cautious
enough to avoid falling into their hands
Some of his escapes were very narrow,
hut up the present time his photograph
had not appeared in the roue’s gallery.
In such a case, however, diction is sure
to come sooner or later. Some oversight
Is committed, some "pal” turns state’s
evidence, or some fatality occurs.
Since the time of his downfall Horace
Du pee hod wanderedfrom place to place
and lived hi most states of the Union.
But again and again he returned to New
York-though he know that he ran greater
risks there than elsewhere. At tne time
we come up with him he had been absent
from the city for nearly a year. It was
on the day after his arrival that his com
panion, Grush, had called hid attention
to Mrs. Ketelle.
She was the sister of the man of whose
murder he had been accused. This fact
was sufficient to inspire him with ani
mosity against her. He had never seen
her before. The only member of the
family with whom he had ever come in
insonal contact was Jerrold Nolon. But
ie owed them all a grudge. If it had
not been for them ho might have hod a
successful career. He was prepared,
therefore, to do her whatever ill turn
came in his way. It was an additional
motive that the ill turn to her could be
made of advantage to himself. Grush
had suggested this, and though he had
spent her mornings at home, and in the ; AIter UM? *® w minutes or speech- myseir ana uiey wouia accept mo as a turned aside the suggestion he considered
afternoons was fond of driving out in jfssimd wild emotion were passed, Pau-| full equivalent for what I had pretended | it none the les*. There was no need of
the park in her brougham, occasionally
accompanied by her mother, but more
often alone. The weatlier was cold but
very
fine, and the hue of , the autumn
a unusually beautiful. But
those who happened to see the face of
the young wife at the window of her
brougham forgot all about the autumnal
foliage and had their thoughts tilled
with the memory of another kind of
loveliness.
.. One afternoon, while passing the chil
dren's play gruun.l, Mrs. Ketelle caused
the coachman to stop his- horses in order'
that she might watch the little creatures'
At their games, for nothing pleased her
<more than the spectacle .of children liav-
ing a good time.
1 After remaining a few minutes, she
‘was about to give the order to move on,
when her attention was attracted to a
-.gentleman who was standing with his
' back partly turned towards her in a foot
path that here approached the carriage
"way. Lie was tall and well made; he
'wore a thin cape ulster of dark tweed
rand a black felt luit with a curved brim
—a sort of fashionable modification of
the picturesque Tyrolese headgear. Of
his face she could see only the outline of
the cheek and brow; he had a mustache
and a short, closely cut beard. -r
• Why was it that the sight of this man
produced so strange and powerful an
impression upon tier? Sho asked herself
this question, but could give no satisfac
tory answer. Surely he was not an ac
quaintance of hers! And yet there was
something about him that not only ar
rested her gaze but seut a thrill to her
heart, as if particles of ice and fire were
being driven through it. Her hands be
came cold and her teeth chattered, and
yet her cheeks were burning and drops
stood on her forehead.
The gentleman turned slowly to re
sume his walk. As his face came more
fully into view Mrs. Ketelle caught her
breath with a sharp sound, and her fin-
- gers grasped the frame of the door con
vulsively. She could not cry out; her
lips were parched and her tongue dry.
But her whole soul went out to him
through her eyes. Was it a dream? Was
he a phantom? Could she be deceived by
some marvelous resemblance? Oh, would
he pass on without seeing her and vanish
forever!
lie iiad. In fact, walked on several
paces, and in another minute he would
he out of roach. But • either accident or
one of those mysterious mental impres
sions which many persons have experi
enced in some epoch of their lives caused
him suddenly to pause, turn about, and
look directly at the face in the carriage
window. Their eyes met for a moment;
then the woman covered her face with
her hands, and sank back in her 6eat
with a breathless cry of terror, bewilder
ment and'intolerable joy.
The gentleman, who also seemed pale
and agitated, came over to tlio road and
laid his hand on the carriage door.
“Drive onl" he said to the coachman,
and with the words he entered the car
riage and closed the door after him.
Then he pulled down the shades over the
windows. The coachman spoke to his
horses, and they moved on.
Tills episode had taken place in a
short space of time, and with very little
visible manifestation of feeling on either
side. Nevertheless, it had not entirely
escaped observation. Two men had
been sauntering along tlio path side by
side, apparently whiling away the hour
or two that separated them from dinner.
One of them was a (all, slender, graceful
fellow, with sharp but well molded feat
ures, black hair aud mustache, .and a
pair of restless black eyes. Ho was
greased quietly, in dark colors, and yet
line relinquished her brother’s hand, and
shrank away from him to her side of the
carriage. A reaction of feeling had
come over her. She felt a sort of indig
nation that she should have been all
these months grieving for a calamity
i that had never happened.
[ "Why did you never let us know that
you were alive?” she demanded.
"1 put it qff from day today,” he said.
"I had not decided, at first, what to da
thought of coming home; then I
thought that since 1 had been reported
dead it was better to let it be believed so
for a time, until tlie truth about the rob
bery Bhould be discovered. Besides, 1
knew that deteqtives would be after me,
and 1 feared that a letter addressed to
you or to the judge might hptray me.
At last when I found something to do I
decided to wait until I was certain of
success before Communicating with you.
And finally, circumstances led to my
coming hack here unexpectedly myself.
“But Valentine might have written, if
you could not.’*
Valentine! Why, Pauline, don’t you
know—don't you see—it was Valentine
who was drowned!”^
“Valentine! Oh, God forgive mol bow
I have wronged him!” She turned aside
and rested her face against the side of
the carriage and sobbed for a few mo
ments jnssinnately. But she was -never
one to be long mastered by emotion. She
forced back her tears, and said: “Tell
me, tell me all!"
"Tlie whole affair came about by an
accident, without any prearrangement
at ail. When I went down to the pier
of the steamship, Val had suggested my
making one or two alterations in my
dress and appearance, so that if any one
were on the lookout for me I should pass
for Valentine. Afterwards, on the
steamer, we foiind that people were giv
ing us each other’s names, and we let it
bo 6a We occupied the same state room
and I used his things—1 had brought
very little of my own with me.
“On tlie voyage he told me all his pri
vate history; 1 afterwards thought that
if he had been consciously training me
to personate him he could not have done
it more effectually. Then came the day
of tho hurricane. We were close to
gether all the time until within a few
minutes of the time the wind changed.
We were in the cabin; there was a lan
tern buring, but it was almost quite
dark. Val left me and went to our room.
I could see him there; he seemed to be
writing on something that he held up
before him. Afterwards he went towards
the steward's room, holding on by the
iron pillars of the cabinas be went. That
was the last I saw of him. He must
have gone on deck—for what I can’t im
agine—and been swept overboard. No
one knew anything of it until the next
morning.”
“Now I know—now I knowl” mur
mured Pauline, pressing her hands over
her heart. “It was he—he did not for
get—I might liavo known itl”
“What might you have known?” asked
her brother.
“Nothing; go on. When you found
that he was dead what then?”
“Wo bad agreed before to go to Mex
ica Ho had letters and papers. I took
them and went traveling as Valentine
Martin. I saw that in that way I should
get a standing in tlie place w hich I could
not have obtained for myself, and that
tho report of my death would throw off
the police. I was cordially received in
Mexico, and put in the way of doing
some valuable business. Everything
prospered with me, as it had never done
before. The story i3 too long to tell fully
now; but in the midst of my success an
extraordinary thing .occurred; an Eng-
to bo. 1 had a power of attorney that
Val had given me on the steamer, but of
course I could not tell them what had
led to my leaving New York. I could
not ask any one here for a certificate of
good character until my name had been
cleared of the charge against it But it
wouldn’t do to hesitate, so 1 said, on the
spur of the moment that I would go to
New York, get the evidence they re
quired and return to them with it So
here I am; but I overheard some conver
sation coming down on the boat between
the English agent and a New York de
tective which made it seem probable
that my affairs will be investigated
whether I like it or not, and that mean
while the true story of how the robbery
was committed has not been revealed
yet. How is it?" :
The answer to this question led to a
long conversation, in thecourseof which
Percy learned all that had happened dur
ing his absence, including Pauline’s mar
riage. The search for the thief for whose
crime he liad suffered had as yet met with
no success, but it was still being carried
on. * After discussing the matter, it was
decided that Percy's presence in the city
should, for the moment, be kept a secret
from overy one, even from hb mother
and Judge Ketelle. He should conceal
himself in lodgings in the upper part of
the town, where Pauline could visit him
from time to time, and report the pro
gress of affairs, and learn, if possible,
from Inspector Byrnes, what were the
object and result of the English agent
Clifton’s mission to New York. There
might be difficulties in the way, but the
brother and sLster were young and be
lieved that the longest lane has a turn
ing.
It was late when Pauline drove up to
the door of her house, and, alighting,
walked up the steps of the porch. Her
mind was full of her brother, and she did
not notice the tali man with the black
mustache who Stood on the corner of th<
street tapping hb boot with hb cane.
CHAPTER XX.
A CHECK.
AV1NG seen the
lady into the
house, the man
with the black
mustachios
turned on hb heel
and sauntered
away,
Black Horace
(as he was known
to hb intimates)
was not born to
a criminal career,
and hb present
position and char
acter were the result partly of innate
evil and partly of circumstances. 'He
had received an excellent education and
had graduated from the New York Med
ical school in good standing. Up to that
time, beyond a tendency to loose com
pany and irregular habits, he bad devel
oped nd noticeably bad tendencies. The
chances were that he would outgrow hb
youthful follies and become a useful
member of society.
Almost immediately upon lib gradua
tion, however, hb destiny took a sinister
turn. At a parting supper with his com
rades he got into a quqrrel with one of
them, ending in a scuffle in which blows
were exchanged. The quarrel was
patched up and the two antagonists
shook hands and drank together, but
Horace secretly bore a grudge and was
determined to “get even."; At the end
of tlie evening, lib late antagonist being
somewhat tho worse for liquor, Horaco
volunteered to see him home.- They
walked off together, Horace revolving in
letting Grush into tlie affair. In secret
councils was safety. Besides Grush had
no claims upon him—quite the contrary;
he, too, was associated with whatever
was disastrous in lib life. He made up
his mind to carry out hb purjiose with
out saying anything to Grush about it.
Several days passed One afternoon
Mrs. Ketelle left her house and took a
Fourth avenue car uptown. She left it
in the neighborhood of Harlem, walked
across town a couple of blocks and en
tered the door of a small flat that formed
part of an unfinished block on a side
street. She remained there for upwards
of an hour. Twilight was beginning to
fall when she came out.
She had not wt.lked far when she
heard a step behind her, and a voice
said, “Good evening, Mrs. Ketelle. How
b the judge today?"
She turned and bsiw at her side a well
dressed man of dark complexion, who
fixed hb eyes upon her in a manner she
did not like. But lib knowledge of her
name and of her husi>and led herto sup
pose that she must liave met him some
where and forgotten him. “You must
excuse me, sir,” she said, "but you have
the advantage of me.”
Indeed, 1 believe you are right,” he
answered, with a short laugh. "The ad
vantage is all on my side. But tell me,
Mrs. Ketelle, how does married life suit
you? Does the judge come up to your
expectations? For my part I should
think twice before marrying a woman so
much younger than myself. By tlie time
you are coming into full bloom the judge
will be in the sere and yellow leaf.
But I suppose you know how to manage
him. He hasn't betrayed any symptoms
of tho green eyed monster yet, has he?"
Thb speech produced such astonish
ment in Pauline that she could not find
words to interrupt It But when the
speaker paused she stood still and looked
him curiously in the face.
"You don’t 6eem to be intoxicated,’
she said at length. "You may be crazy.
Whatever you are, I advise you to go.
I do not want you.”
No, I suppose not,” he replied, re
turning her glance insolently. "I am
not the lucky man. Tlie judge has no
cause to be jealous of me. But, on the
other hand, I may be of some use to him.
Of course, it will be a pity to spoil your
little gama You have managed it all
so nicely, even to providing him with
lodgings; and he b such a fine looking
young fellow, and it b all so lovely and
romantia Dut, you see, I have a high
regard for the judge, and I can’t bear to
see him made a fool of. These billings
and cooings in the park and assignations
in flats—they must be stopped. Society
won’t stand it. And the best way to
stop it that I can think of b to tell
Judge Ketella”
Pauline ibtened to all thb attentively,
at first with a dreadful fear that thfo
unknown man had become acquainted
with the fact that her brother had re
turned to New York. But as he went
on she perceived that he supposed Percy
to be her lover; and then lib object be
came "clear. A deep blush overspread
her face. That she should be thought
capable, even by a wretch who did not
k>wv her, of an illicit intrigue, filled
her with horror and anger. But under
neath thb feeling there was another and
a more powerful one. It was a feelin^
of relief and joy that her brother was
safe, at least that she could save him by
the sacrifice (so far as this man was con
cerned) of her reputation as n pure
woman. By letting him continue
suppose that it was an ordinary intrigue
in which she was engaged, and paying
him for his silence—for she divined that
it was for that purpose he had accosted
her—she could keep Percy’s secret until
tbs thus arrived wnan it might safely
1m divulged. The sacrifice was perhaps
as arduous a one as an honest woman
oould'Ue called upon to make; but there
wae ne .hesitation in her mind as to
whether or not she should make it.
"1 have heard that there were such
persons as you, but 1 never saw one be
fore,' she said. "You are a blackmailer,
are you not?" ^
There was something In her tone that
touched a sore spot in him, callous and
degraded though ba had become. To
see her beautiful face and angry eyes
gazing straight into hb, and to fedl that
her contempt for him waa far too great
for her to make any attempt to express
it in words, was an experience that even
ho found trying. He remembered, with
a pang of hopeless rage, that he might
have so lived as to have tho right to
meet this lovely woman on ternb of
social equality, and to win her respect
and perhaps her regard. As it was, it
was impossible for one human being to
deapbe another more than she despised
him. And yet what right had she to
despise him if she were herself repre
hensible before society? Tho thought
hardened him again.
"I see you are up to business as well as
to somo other things,” he said, "I have
my living to make; you aro paid for by
your husband and amuso yourself by de
ceiving him. If he divorces you, you
may find out what it to to make your
own way in the world;: as long as your
good looks last no doubt it will be easy;
but after that you may be ready to take
few lessons from ma But meantime
intend to bleed you for what I wank’
As soon as you get tired of paying me I
shall go to the judge—and you will go
to the devil. Is that plain?”
“Yes, I understand you. You will
certainly earn your money,” she re
marked, with a smile that made him
grind, hb teeth. "Well, then. I will pay
you for your silence. Now, as to the
amount. Have you thought about that?”
“You will hand over five hudred dol
lars thb evening. I will let you know
when 1 want any more.”
No," she said deebively, "I will not
give you five hundred dollars. That b
absurd.”
Either that, or your husband knows
all about your performances before he
gpes to bed to-nhrht.”
Very well. But recollect that by be
traying me to him you will free me from
every restraint and scruple. I suppose
you don't need to lie told that I am not
kindly disposed toward you. Tho pleas
ure of destroying you would compensate
me for tho loss of social position you
speak of. VVhileyouare with my hus
band I shall be with Inspector Byrnes.
~ promise you faithfully that you shall
suffer the utmost penalty of the law, and
after the law has done with you I will
take you in hand myself. When that
time comes you will wish that the law
had kept you longer. You will never
draw a breath that is not free from pain
and terror os long as you live. Look at
me, sir. Don't you think I mean what I
The quietness of anger at white heat
was in her eyes and-voice, and it scared
the man somewhat, as it would have
scared a much more doughty rascal. lie
forced a laugh and struck hb boot with
hb cane. After a moment she turned
and resumed tier walk up the street.
He remained where he was until she
was half a block distant. Then he iias-
tened after her and overtook her.
"Look hero, Mrs. Ketelle,” he said,
"business b business. I'm not a fool.
Tell me what you can da and I'll give
you my answer.
She replied qjt once, continuing her
walking, but keeping her eyes upon him
as she spoke. "I am allowed by my
husband fifty dollars a week pocket
money. I will pay you twenty dollars a
week until in my opinion you have had
enough. 1 will pay you your first
month’s wages in advance—eighty dol
lars. You must be careful not to apply
for more until the month b out. Those
are my terms."
"They won’t do!” said he. blusteringly.
“You’ll pay me two hundred now and
fifty a week, or it’s no dealt Coma
now!"
"If you address me again, except to
accept my proposition, I will liave you
arrested, come what may!" The color
rushed to her face and her eyes flashed.
She was losing her temper, and she was
evidently in earnest.
He was silent a moment, and then
shrugged hb shoulders. "All right. I’ll
take it,” ho said. “Hand over the money.”
"I do not carry that amount in my
purse,” she returned quietly.
"How am I to get it, then?”
“You will come to my house liko any
other person to whom things are paid.
Did you think I was going to 'make
appointments-to meet you at the street
corners, or in liquor saloons? My hus
band will pay you.”
"Your husband! Look here, Mrs. Ke
telle, you are a smart woman; but if you
think you can play any game on me,
you are mistaken. You have more at
stake than I have. Don’t try to bluff mel”
“If I have the most at stake, why do
you feel uneasy? You will receive your
money in that way, or not at alL It b
just as you choose."
They had now reached the corner of
the avenue; Paulino signaled the down
town car that was approaching, and got
in. Tho man followed her/ She handed
the conductor a double fare, remarking,
“I am paying for that person.”
No conversation passed while they
were in the car. Dupee was ill at ease,*
but ho could not see but that he had the
best of the situation. She could not
afford to betray him. On the other
hand, what if Judge Ketelle should hap
pen to know him by sight? No; he wa3
certain they had never met; the judge
had taken no part in hb trial, either as
witness or jurist. Besides, again, was it
not l\er interest to protect him?
The car stopped, and they got out and
walked across to her house. The door
was opened to her ring, and they entered.
“Tu 2 1 v ,i
oavmg him th ur9 , a >0
^rvaceand ^
conversation.
wT£- rtl “ r "pfSHL
him. "Como thi, w n ® 1! *•£}
H« went forward 2 .**^ ,
ssllSiSa
What amount did yon
iSSf"""•"*'*3]
jsssssiisj
name? he inquired 'Y
thSuwtf coal ' i l »wiuN
hat it ^d bf«n paid to
slio had hoped to surprhe l-HH
traying hb name. Dull!..t 5 ? i]
far to go back; and — * *"*
'John Urush," echoed th.]^
ing it down. He signed the 3
extended it toward D U))ea
receipted the bill?" h 0 a*k«i. "
Dupee looked at Mrs. Ketell. .
not get a bill." she said, -u!',
itself a receipt, b it not?" *
“Yes* yes, to be sure,"
husband. "Well, that’s all*?
that’s aUr "Wl
You may go,” said Mr l
glancing at Dupee as if he
9% • Hn a f-, • _ > "*
door close, she went round toT
band and kissed him. M Yon
good,” she said *
“What—to give you eight?
without asking you what »
bought?’ lie returned, toughing,
"Yes; but you aliall know*®,
“My dearest, I am not curiow
want you to love me. Do
he added, **I can’t get it out of»
that I have met that fellow-^
who was here just now—that lb
him somewhere before—and tot
circumstances, too."
"Wherer said she, startled anil
interested.
"Hum! I can't fix it! Maybal
remember iater. But it's nococq
after all. Now one mnw few B
go and get ready for dinner/
[to be contincid.]
‘Is Judge Ketelle in?” she asked the
servant.
‘‘Yes, madam. He has just gone into
the library.”
“Sit down here,” she said to Dupee,
addressing him as if he were a trades
man’s .clerk .who.had called for.hb.hilL
„ Chief RcnMB (or tWP 1
Of Hood’s Sarsaparilla U I®-
article itself. It Is merit that w
fact that Hood’s Sarsaparlfo
eompllshes what Is claimed!« ft*
has given to this medicine a pj*
sale greater than that ofanjotM
Merit Wins flerbefcrtdjj
Hood’s Sarsaparilla cunt**
Rheum and all Humors, DJvJ
Headache, Biliousness,
Tired Feeling, creates an
gists. $1; six for $5. JWjjjjf
« Co, Apothecaries,
COmL$lO*S,»W""!
ST-tiros DIME, llg
BUEUMIW ®
HEINOUS
nut wofflff,
E1UDUSHESS,
EIDUET TB0U81B
It 4^
■kiyss*?!
ST. JOSEPH;
TRIAL
To decline taklnff a ^ in^f
is to court
Liver Pills aro sure curt*
Constipation.
Trice
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