The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1878-01-31

A general rush and scramble followed,
and some shots were fred, The villains
all escaped but one. He was wounded,
hna would scarcaly have got n4vnv II he
LED net heeH; fo! NcTTss Ross sd spSang
upon him at. first, nnd clung to him like
c wild cat.
"It's,the man that killed my Bobby,
and I know 1t tp' she screamed.
The man fought her little at first, but
when che said that he stopped, anu lean.
cd against tho wall, gaspiRg and starting
with staring eyes, while the blood fell
from his wound upon the Goor.
"What do you mean 7" he asked. "How
do you know I killed him :"
~ heard the others call you Carlo, and
Carlo was On the knife. know it was
youp
j. "Do yen mean that trulyY" he said.
ayes, / did kill him. III own up, for
believe I'm dying myself now"
Philip Fanshawe sprang forward and
caught him. as he was falling, and they
laid him gently down upon the floor.
SIT was the cruelest thing ever did,"
he wenG on in regretfil tone.
ut was," said Philip, sternly. "Why
did you kill him"
The man stared at Philip.
"Why, you're tho fellow Idcle was to
have married." he said. "Do you love
her yeti"
II shall love her till diew Philip an.
swered, setting his lips. "What were
you to herr"
II belonged to the gypsy band who
stole her from her fathers house n babe
was present when the madame took a
fancy To her, and paid the band money
20 give her up 20 her. When I heard
che was going to marry you. / thought
saw my way TO make some money.
pretended to he her father, and got her
to meet me in the summer. house that
uight, and talk it over. She didn't be.
lieve me, bat she said she would think
about what said. And then sEe picked
SONS. yellow roses, and told me if pass
ed next morning, and saw her wearing
them, might know she still refused to
believe me.
"After she had gone went out and
found the boy there listening, and I kill
ed him, partly in temper, partly because
was afraid he would tell what he had
heard. Poor Tdele The sight of that
dead boy convinced her / had told the
truth, or / would not have killed him to
!cep it from being known; and she fled
from him to avoid betraying the man she
supposed 10 be her father"
"Do you know where she is now |"
Philip asked, his face darkening in spite
Of him.
"'Shs is living with her own mother as
iady's companion. Her mother il the
widow of Lord T,Jlivcr. They are fond
Of each other, but they do not guess the
truth. They are Mt Tulliver's Park in
Yorkshire now"
Such was the substance of Carlos
story, emitting the many interruptions,
the long pauses, caused by his weak and
dying condition.
He died the next day. But. he lived
long enough to complete and attest by
solemn oath, Nil these statements, as we'll
a. to tell wbcro other witnesses TO their
trnth might be found.
Philip lost no time in seeking his lest
love, and brought her back to Fanshawe
Hall nj his wife, with little delay AS spos-
sible.
Madame, his mother, WIS very glad to
see her.
II Always liked you my dear. You
know wns as fond Of you as could be
till Philip wanted to marry YOU" she
said coolly to Idele.. "But 1 had follow.
ed you to the summcr-house that night,
and Cock Robin wrss nGt the only listener
there. l wonder if that wretch would
have killed me II he had found me.
believed him when he said he WIS your
father, and you know I could not let
Philip marry the daughter Of q man like
that-a murderer; too" s f