The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1878-06-06

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one evening, high words were heard
coming from the garden-my aunt dis.
covered that they were between Andrew
! and this girl; she thought it very strange
and determined to speak to her son
about it the next morning; the next
morning he was found in his study
dead-stabbed-the girl had fled-and
this was picked up from his floor-this
locket that had been observed on her
neck many times-this, the only clue
and a worthless one, till now."
"What do you mean, sir?" cried Nor
wood, turning fiercelV on his friend.
81 mean that at least the murderess
of my cousin has been found-that your
betrothed-"
"Cease, Newman; not another word
like thatP'
"Be rational, Philip; if she were a
murderess, would you not wish to know
it?"
''She is not one."
"Then come with me. If you have
such faith, you need have no fear. l
should be more happy to prove myself
in the wrong. Come!"
"Where?"
"To her."
Like one in dream, Norwood a.
companied his companion to his be-
trothed, who was still standing at the
window.
Present me-" whispered Newman,
land await the result"
Norwood did so, but so strangely.
that Pamilla looked at him in ariaZe-
ment; she saw his white face and his
iivid lips, and she scarce heard the
words of Newman, till he said:
Your name is familiar to me, Miss
Hyatt. A little trinket of yours"
Pamilla turned quickly, and as she
caught sight of the locket, she ex-
claimed:
SIT is mine. How did it come in your
possession?"
VERY easily" was the reply, in a
meaning tone, as he bent keen look
upon hor. I'm simply nIcntIon mona o
you will then understand how came
by it. The name is Andrew Nichols. .
For an instant it seemed as if she had
turned to stone, SO white, SO motionless
did she stand; then she replied and said
with great effort
II have heard the name. If you
please, we will not discuss it."
Newman turned away abruptly, tri-
umphant smile upon his face.
Norwood remained where he was and
gazed.
''Phillp, what does this nean?" asked
his betrothed. No guilt there. Had he
doubted herr How could he have done
so?
She repeated her question.
BY that time his doubts were all gone,
and he had resolved To mold firmly his
faith in her.
Come with me" he said, quietly.
He led her out to remote corner OF
the grounds and there he told all that
had passed between him and Newman.
She bowed her head and groaned
aloud.
His faith wavered then.
But when she raised her face and
asked beseechingly:
Philip, DO you believe this?" he
crushed his doubts again, and his faith
arose triumphant, and he replied from
his heart:
"No, darling, do not"
THANK Godl' she murmured. Il
cannot explain" she added sadly; II
would not explain even if the penalty
of death awaited me tomorrow. If l
did should be gaining peace and safe
| ty at the risk of another's life. You
believe in me, you say; l will accept
that boon-your faith-it shall BE my
one comfort in the days to come. Your
love can no longer keep. After to-
aight shall be under ban, dreadful
| charge will be made against me, that l
shall not refute-"
''Pamilla, you talk wildlyl" cried
Philip, ciasping her to his heart.
What is this you say, you cannot keep
| my love?"
No. l release you, Philip. Only
have faith in me. that will help me to
| bear it."
Release you? Never-never, my
| darling! ! have all faith in you. Let
them bring what charge they viii
against you, my faith will remain firm. +"
| 1t was in vain that she told him she
could not be his wife now; he would
not heed her words. he only clasped
| her closer, and spoke Of his undying
| faith.
| And the days that followed proved
that his had not been mere words void
of meaning.
The charge of murder was made
against Pamilla Hyatt; she was incarce-
rated in prison; she was to be tried.
She bore it all with heroic firmness.
None believed her guilty who saw her,
and yet everything, even her own words,
that she could, but would not explain,
was against her.
The fall came in which he was to
have claimed his bride.
| Weary and heartsick he went about
as he had done all this time, trying te
do something to clear his beloved. d,
Hope was very faint, but faith was
| firm as ever.
One dreary. rainy day he was vending
his way prlsonward to see Pamilla.