The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-09-14

though Horace kend< knew that
these attributes we're not lacking
in his composition, yet after careful
and persevering search, for long
days and nights with no prospect
| of success, even he became some
what discouraged.
But he would not abate his ac-
tivity, for a loved ones interest
vas at stake. and he still felt con-
fdent that time would bring to
light the fact that Jasper Sharpe
was q villain.
Thus be toiIed on, while those
most nearly interested were entire
| ly unconscious OF his labors in
their behalf
One cold, windy night the young
lawyer sat in his office, writing as
fast as pen could glide over the le-
gal form before him, when his work
was interrupted by a loud, quick
rap at the outside door.
Opening the door he found q
rough looking man in the garb of
q sailor, who asked if he was Law
yer Kendall.
Eyes, my man; what can 1 do
for youT asked Mr.. Kendall.
Not much for me. lad. / don't
have much use for land sharks;
but a shipmate is in distress, and
wanted me t. put on all sail and
bring you at once to his berth"
''But who is your friend, and why
does he not como to meY' asked
Mr.. Kendall.
"By name John Wilde, and I am
Joe Hart, of the Tuscarora, at
your service. He don't come him
self, as he is fighting fever, and
he'll not long wait to see any one,
I reckon, as he's shipped for a voy-
age under a captain who don't
bring his hands to these shores
again"
"Do you mean that your friend
is dying?' asked Horace.
"Well, 1 reckon that's about the
way to put it," was the blunt re-
ply.
"Perhaps he has confession to
make?"
"Don't know; he spoke of Glad
wins will, or something"
"Ah! let US go at once. Where
is your friend to be found?"
'In Finley's Cove"
The sailor led the way, Horace
Kendall following, both silent until
they reached the sick mans door.
In a poorly furnished room, on a
rough bed, surrounded with few
comforts, and with bluff but honest
Joe Hart for a nurse, lay the vast
ed form Of John Wilde.
"You sent for me" said the law
yer, "and your friend informs me
that you have something to com
municate in regard to the GIadwin
will What do you know about it?"
"More than wish 1 knew"
groaned the sick man. 'sBut first
tell me if your are Mr.. Kendall?'
al am, . replied Horace" " and viii
amply reward you for any informa-
ton you can give me in this mat
ter" - ~
"My reward is near enough, I
expect; but I will tell you the whole
truth so far as I know"
The lawyer perceived that John
Wilde was a person Of considera-
bic intelligence for one in such in
digent circumstances. He took
his tablets and pencil, and proceed
ed to write down the sick mans
statement.
BY this confession it appeared
that John Wilde had been tempted
to assist Lawyer Sharpe in forging
a viii, while a clerk in that gentle
mans employ. He performed his
labor faithfully, and success attend
ed the wicked employers plans;
but this was the reward received
by John Wilde: He was drugged, /,
robbed, and shipped on board a ves-
sci bound for three years cruise,
without his consent or knowledge.
From this unfortunate position he
was rescued by honest Joe Hart,
who had known him years before,
and now met by accident
Then came the fever, the repen-
tance, and lastly, the confession. &
"Do you know the results Jasper
Sharpe expected to attaing' asked
Horace.
"He hoped, by making the Glad
wins dependent, to win Miss Evan
geline for his wife, and when that
was accomplished, the original viii
could be produced, and the one now
existing set aside. Then you see,
the whole property would be in his
own hands"
so the true viii has not yet been
destroyedfn
"Oh, no! It's at this moment in
Mr.. Sharpe's private desk"
"HoW did you happen to send for
me when you wished TO make a con