The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1873-03-22

employer was now as collected and
as soberly cool As the detective I;
apparently or externally So at least.
= Ii has history, would you hear It n
= | Will be gratIhed is It romantic E.
. Yes, very" replied Magaw taking no
notice Of the other temerarlOus bravado /;
then eyeing Relvason as a panther eyes
its victim, he continued Yes singular
ly-I might say Lloodily romantic 1 fear
the air is chilly, Mr.. Relvason."
Never mind the air | am subject to
chills. Let us hear this wonderful and
doubtless enchantingly delightful story"
Fifty years ago began the detective
''you were born near the little village Of
Silverville, Pa; your father, William Rel
yalson, had married Mary Morris year or
SO previously, and two years subsequently
She died after having gwen birth to your
sister Edna, who died IN Cleveland few
years since.
" Your knowledge of my family history
is slngularly accurate, said Relvason with
mock commentator.
" You viii be better able to Judge when
| have finished, retorted the other. y our
mother, he continued. when dying left
you the cross tiory Of which this arm was a
part
Man or devil, who are you. cried Rel
yasou, losing for moment hls self con
troll
Your father" continued the detective
not noticing the interruption, : married
again and the result uf the last marriage
vas Ethalind Relvasun, who. IN the course
ct time married the youngest brother ot
your fathers first wife. - II seems YOU
have an uncle and brother ln-law IN the
sane person. and that man. Mr. Morris
nov lives near the same old village Iu the
sight II wh'on yuu were born.
But what has all this uonsensIcal yer
biaee to do with the manner ~ Nhch you
came into the possession ot tins ''arIu
lou can spare yourself the trouble ut re
citing my fathers history. 1t IL already
familiar to me.
" You grew To- be man, pursued the
detective as calmly and mdItercntly as if
RelvaSon had not spoken, your father
died broken heart A financial pane
one Of those safety valves tu % rotten
financial policy, ruined hun. Yea know
our monetary laws were then. aS NOW, 81
arranged that the tew grew rich AT the eN-
peuse uf the many But the desire 70
steal and plumber j. So strong n the few
1T being bu.h Fictitious and inherent,
that they become ndiscreetly Wild stop
ping al nothing, they ignore the gauge Of
prudence attached Jo the social steam chest
and but for the agency Of these panics,
acting as a social safety valve. An eXpio-
slon would IN all probability plunge us INTO
a condition, from which would result AN
iueNtricahle confusion bordering on an
archy aud chuos Nou viii, hope, over
look this digressiun. After your fathers
death you were a penulless young man,
with no ann IN hte except II WAS a desire
tn marry the beautiful Irene AdaIr
W stop, | viii hear 10 more. your impu-
drnce Is insutFerable Permit me to bid
you good might the detective again fas-
tened his eyes upon his visitor
- Mr. Relvasou, you viii hear more, you
vii hear all | have to say ere you leave
tins room. If you will not hear me, my
story will be told.to thousands who will be
only too glad to listen.
"tiO on. Relvasnn wrapped himself
in hs armor pf dignity and assumed bra
valu and sat down again.
. Irene Adalr spurned your suit she
preferred another tie son of a Chicago
merchant. whom she married. She lived
happily with her husband their welded
life being IN reality continued, unendlng
honeymoon Their married life was per
petual loye-feast not marred or clouded
by a single regret or sorrow except the de-
cease Of the wife ; parents, and thus they
lived until one terrible night the husband
Al Ia.
calm-was MURDERED most shockngly,
fnully, brutally, murdered.
g" What is this t. me
" Nothing, sir, | assure you. " Let the
CALLED Jade vince, oar withers are un-
wrung; not only was he murdered, he was
also robbed Of twenty Thousand dollars
his wife's and chlldrens inheritance and
now | come to the point where this story
is connected with this trlnket. Covered
with blood, this piece Of your cross was
found upon the very spot where that man
was murdered And now, Alvan Relva-
son, |, the son If that man, yes Fling
ing of his detectives disguise - Rich
ard Arbyght, brand you. Alvan Relvason,
as the murderer Of my father yes, and
mother also, and the robber Of our prop
Both Relvason and Arbyght had arisen
and we're now facing each other-the work
man a personhed, maddening fury-the
employer the embodied quintessence Of
rage understandable.
Arbyghts face glowed as If III burning
fever and his eyes shone with unwonted
and unnatural brilliancy seemed like in
candescent carbon. Relvason's face was
blanched and fearfully contorted, his eyes
glared revenge, mischief, death.
Liar, scoundrel die Y the EN-
ployer fairly shrieke,- as ne with flashing
rapidity drew a revolver and fired at Ar
byght, but the latter anticipated such a
movement, as the light went out before
the revolver was fairly out of Relvason's
pocket, and though the ball passed direct
ly over the spot on which he stood, it hit
him not, because he was not there.
The echoes Of the report had not more
than begun to reverberAte through the room
ere Relvason uttered an appalling. pro
longed shriek which terminated in a sue
cession of choking gasps, as he fell forward
on the table from which he rolled like an
inert mass upon the floor. He had seen a
sight which had frozen his blood, frozen
his heart into stiffness. From the open
door, leading to the sleeping apartment,
bright shadow or Illuminated image of
the murdered man seemed to advance to-
wards the table The features Of the shade
were vivid, and clearly distinct. SO awful
thrilling and apparently real was the scene
that Richard, though he knew it was an
allusion, could hardly disabuse his mind Of
an impression Of genuineness. And yet it
was the production of a phantasmagoria
lantern in the hands of Sergeant Soolire,
who was in the back room and had listened
to all the conversation.
Richard had that day received note
from Relvason to the effect that he would
call upon him, (Magaw) that evening. Ar
byght had previously made Scoltire con
tident Of the secret discovery he made the
evening he first saw the cross hory on Es-
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