The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-01-29

sons face he recoied, and cried almost
shrieked:
Walter-Walter Elmore ~
Ay ~ exclaimed his wife; g Walter
Gilmore, your son, whom Heaven would
not permit TO perish by your murderous
hand"
The mans nerves had received ter
rlble shock by this conformation with
his supposed victim, and for several mo-
ments his frame qulvered like a leaf.
But, as his mind comprehended the sit
uation, he regained, with a supreme ef-
fort, his selfcontrol, and said
Since he is my son, am not sorry
he escaped. But let us end this scene.
Ellen, you're smarter woman than
ever believed you. admire you, 'pon
honor do. But 1 regret that must
deprive you Of the pleasure of my com
pany. Adieu ~
Stop, Egbert Elmore, you cannot
gol" cried Mark Leighton, who entered
at this moment.
You would detain me ~ the villain
cried. You had better not; for your
own sakes you had better not. Think
of the disgrace of an exposure. Think"
No consideration shall prevent jus
tce being at last done, and these terrible
wrongs atoned for !" exclaimed his wife,
Egbert Elmore glanced wildly around
for some means of escape. The one
doorway was guarded by his son and
Mark Leighton. But there remained
one means of egress. With lightning
rapidity he rushed to the window, threw
it open, and leaped to the pavement,
twenty feet below.
He has escaped us - Mark Leighton
exclaimed.
"No,' said Walter, fastening to the
window, g he does not arise from the
pavement. " He is injured ~
The two men rushed to the street.
Egbert Gilmore was evidently severely
injured, and was unable to move. They
bore him into the house and sent for
DIR. Oakley, who soon arrived. After
brief examination, he said:
Wills leg is broken, and he has receiv-
ed such serious internal injuries that L
fear he cannot live long,
"My God ~ exclaimed Egbert Ell
more, who overheard the words. "This
must not be. Doctor, tell me there is
some hope; cannot die!r
s. DO not agitate yourself, sir,' said
the physician. '' L fear your hours are
numbered. will give you a soothing
draught, which will alleviate the pain
you now feel, and would recommend
that you settle all your earthly affairs,
and make your peace with Heaven"
ooh, Egbert !" exclaimed his wife,
bursting into tears, "all the sorrow you
have caused me is now freely, gladly
forgiven"
" And" added Mark Leighton, g will
| you, in this solemn hour, refuse to
make this poor lady the only restitution
in your power by confessing all, and
restoring to her her good name Y''
There was short silence, broken by
Egbert Elmore, who said:
leighton, will do as you wish"
A confession of the attempted murder
of Agnes Leighton was hastily written,
and to it Egbert Elmore appended his
| signature.
A servant at this moment entered,
and handed Mark Leighton note
which bore the address, "Major Heith. !"
He handed it to the dying man.
" Read it Ellen" Gilmore said, hand
ing it to his wife. She tore open the
envelope, and read as follows:
"MAJoR HEITH II have been mis-
taken for Richard Carroll, the Bank of
England forger, and arrested. Come to
me at once, and bring Bentley. want
| you both to identify me as Rodney
Heith. r., H.n
" Too late !" exclaimed Egbert Gilmore.
Poor Carroll, am powerless to aid
him now.n
Then, y said Mark Leighton, this
man whom you have called Rodney
Heith, and for whose sake you would
have murdered your SON.
" Is no other than Richard Carroll,
who forged draft on the Bank of Eng
land for five thousand pounds, u few
months ago. But leighton, when /
made that attempt on my sons life,
did not dream of the relationship exist
ing between us, you must remember. l
looked upon him as a nameless stranger,
who had crossed the path of my adopted
son, Richard Carroll; and who had also
occupied the place which rightfully be-
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