Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-06-16
s'E'sie, are you here2'

place, Hc Sdiu, dIIeI mOMEiI. =
:. But think it very melancholy place,
Elsie.' Il
as it because Of the time Of yeara" {
said Elsie.' Ia
mo, it is not that"
what is it then2"
ssPerhaps will tell you sometime. Ell
sic, do you know where the KEY is to this
cabinet?"
It was an old Louis XIV. cabinet of
ebony, with mosaic pictures upon the
panels.
There is bunch Of keys in the house.
keepers room. I will go and get Them
She came back with the string of kc,s
believing that he wanted to examine the
quaint structure of the cabinet. Bat with
an impetuOus movement he received
them, and applying them to the principal
doors, Enclosed aperture after aperture
with ready hand.
Suddenly a hidden drawer emptied q
letter into his hand. Elsie saw the super
scription. 1t was 6 Rupert Wharton"
Knox examined it eagerly, seeming
quite unconscious, in mis- strange eager
ness, Of the wondering eyes Of the CIR;
beside him.
"a message from the dead!'' he muir
INJURED.
His hands were shaking violently To
her amazement he broke The seal, glanced |
at its contents, and strobe from the room.
Amazed, puzzled, and half frightened, |
Elsie hastily locked the cabinet, fearing
less Angeliquc should discover the
stradgt: transaction.
The guests of the previous day still
remained at Linden Walks. But when
they assembled at dinner, Mr.. Hubert
Knox was not Of their number, and no
one knew where he had gone. A servant
saw him 90 down the avenue, but he
could not be found in the grounds, and
the family were obliged to dine without
| him.
In the afternoon the remainder Of the
guests went away, and Angelique and
Elsie were alone in the drawing room.
II have delicate matter to explain,
Elsie," said the former, "But it is best
to be frank. You must have noticed Mr..
| Knox's increasing attention to me. l
have reason to believe that he will soon
make me an offer of marriage; and L
we'll, can afford to marry literary
man without fortune, and I adore talent
With you it is different. You must have
rich husband, Elsie. have been
thinking that for the present, to relieve
the awkwardness Of this affair, you would
like to 20 home to your fathers house"
She paused.
"By- and-by you could come back, you
know, and I would do my best to get
you we'll settled in life. What do you
t say2"
/ 81 will go home," answered E.si e
| family.
t The gathering twilight hid her pallol
' and trembling. She could not move tc
! leave the room and her cruel cousins
| presence just then, for the walls were
e swimming round and round her.
MRS. Wharton" said deep voice
e 'there is a third party to this little ar
e rangement."
;. Looking up, they saw his tall form lean
d ing in the doorway.
G II wish now to be known in my tru
character" he said, advancing into tn
d room. ''Please address me no longer b.
IS my literary name. am Rupert Wharton
a the runaway son of Israel Wharton; and
# madam. to-day my suspicious have bee
IS verified. My father did not die by fai
r means"
le ''How dare you thus insult met" erie,
is Angelique, angrily.
II have the proof!' he cried.
d "Proof!" she faltered.
is "Unm'stakable?" he responded.
d There was thud upon the velvet cal
IS pet. Elsie lay there senseless.
ri MY little darling!' and Rupert Whal
ton bent over her.
D. Angelique escaped from the room.
10 That night she left L nden Walks.
ID in the confusion of finding the mistre!
absent, the next morning, Wharton DIRE
w Elsie aside.
ID ''she has gone forever. She has fee
" and this confirms my belief. dreade
as to come to Linden Walks, which l lie
If. six years ago in boyish anger. I shout
not have come but for your dear SAX
he But my father never would have cut n
off penniless, Elsie, but for the wiles al
no plottings of that woman. She married Il
old man for his money, and then dep'iv,
OK MIN of his life by slow insidious poiso
,er He wrote to me in appeal, begging me
in. return to his relief, Tor he suspected t
". truth; but for some reason the lett
never was pOSteu. IOunu IL veSlcTu
of in the ebony cabinet Well, Elsie, S
ar has gone, to save her life, for she is
i'll. cruel murderess. But she is Of 20
Mr.. blood, and you shall have word in til
Shall we let her go9"
art "The law would have no mere
The Rupert9"
1T "None!'
the "Pray let her CO."
nto Gas you say, my little Elsie"
In two days more the mansion of L
den Walks was closeu. Elsie White
ny turned to the humber but s.fer retr
~ of Fern Cottage, and Rupert Whar
'no went to London.
h hoA But on the following Christmas
Lei old mansion was all alive with the
oic and wealth of the county, for Rup
Wharton's wedding dinner took pl
ays there, and little Elsie was his bride.
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