Des Arc weekly citizen., 1868-04-18

SnaTSny, cnaHuS Ut my nrSt angry words, strode up and down the room, she thus addressed me:
 "You must meet him in different spirit, Carlisle, for you are more in his power than you suspect. He has pos session ofthe weapon with which you did the deed and knows the person from whom you purchased it. The money you took from the secretary was all naked, and those to whom you passed it arc known, while Mir. Winners late book-keeper-your own now--was the person who marked the bills and placed them in the secretary at his employers. If De Chargny chooses to denounce you, therefore, there will be ample corroborative testi- mony forthcoming to support his own."
 Thus advised, renewed the convcr- sation with De Chargny, but found him inflexible, and again grew angry. High words ensued, and finally bold ly taunted him with his coward selfish ness, asking why I should make him rich though had periled my soul to secure wealth myself. I had reused the tiger at last, and now found out what viper had been cherishing!
 II will tell you why" said he in a tone of concentrated passion. Because I have been toiling for that along ever since have known you. I have been your slave and sycophant for ten long years only for that purpose, and now that l have you thorougly in my power, do you dream that will allow the golden opportunity to slip?"
 "Then, by heaven!" I exclaimed, furiously, mot penny of that wealth shall you ever touch. Do your worst. I defy youv
 And 1 turned to leave the room.
 "Stay, stay!' cried Helena, seizing my arm you know not what you risk. The officers are below!" M
 "Shc says truly" said De Chargny coldly, as he marked my stare of astonishment. Il have calculated even this chance of your refusal Agree to my terms or you are lost"
 1.-The officers in this house'' cried l, at last finding my voice. "You have already denounced me then?"
 Not so,' he replied calmly; q have ouly prepared to do so. Consent, and you are as free as ever. Here is copy of the letter which brought the police to this neighborhood. Read it and you will see that I have the power still either to save or denounce you.'
 I took the paper. which he drew from his pocket, mechanically, and read as follows:
 "To THE CHIEF PoLIcE-The mur- derer of Jason Wilmer will be in one of the three houses behind the burned factory on C--street this evening. Let all three buildings be watched, and a signal-the nature of which is ex- plained below--will direct them which to enter. There will be no signal should he not come, and in that event a future communication will inform the authorities how to proceed.
 "ONE WHO CAN PROVE HIS GUILT"
 The description of the signal was torn of, and the handwriting of the paper was that of Helena! It dropped from my hand as I finished it, and drawing revolver from my breast, I turned upon him like a wild beast at bay. He marked the action, a knife gleamed in his hand. and before could aim he sprang toward me. Helena, who did not see that was also armed, threw herself upon my breast to shield me. The heavy knife descended and she sank bleeding at our feet. At the same instant placed the muzzle of the pistol at his breast and drew the trig- ger!
 These terrible incidents passed so rapidly that had not realized my dan ger ere both lay dying before me. She who had tempted me had also loved me and given her life for mine. He who had betrayed us both had received his reward. But his malice was stron- ger than death itself, and in his last agony he could not refrain from show ing it. Fixing upon me a. malignant look, the satanic triumph of which shall never forget, he partly raised him. self upon the floor
 "You have signed your own death warrant" said he, slowly, and I shall still be revenged. A pistol shot was to be the signal r and with these words he sank backward, dead
 Scarcely knowing what did rush. ed from the room, but when reached the head of the staircase l heard the footsteps of the officers ascending. Escape in that direction was impossi- ble, and turning again, I entered the rear room, softly closing the door be- hind me. With eager haste l ran to the window. The night was wild and tempestuous, but sufficient light shone from the windows of the neighboring houses to disclose to me the ruined wall of the factory, the tremendous chasm between myself and it, and the black beams of the broken platform, looking like gibbet in the gloomy shadows. There was but one chance for me, l must cross upon these beams to the summit of the wall! could not de- scend the staircase, the officers had al- ready entered the front room where the bodies lay, and they would undoubtedly search the whole house. I ha' no time to deliberate, desperation drove me on, and the next moment