The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1878-02-15


equanimity put him about.
Not at all. Yoa got the information
from my brother
Even so. Apd-your brother? Has
he informed you also that he is just as
completely in my power as was another
person of our acquaintance more than q
year since? Did he tell you that there
is that in this bundle of papers which
would give him penal servitude if chose
TO put the law in operation? Did he
mo, Mr. Blanchard he did not" \
tear had stolen down her cheek at the
mention of Harold'S name; but now thai
she confronted the West Indian her eye;
blazed defiance upon him. "He did not
Remove your mask. l can read the
rascal underneath it. So, then, my hand
bestowed on you is to be the price O.
your silence concerning my brothers
crime, if crime it be. But you have
shown your claws too soon, sir; see thai
they are not clipped"
And who is to clip them?"
II" exclaimed voice that came from
behind the chair near which Blanchard
stood, while at the same time his arms
were seized in a grip of iron and
wrenehed violently back IL -HarolC
White Fan, take possession of thost
papers"
so you think to trap me, do you?'
growled Blanchard, actually foaming
with rage; but you are mistaken
Not bit of it," observed obliging MI
Beauchamp, at that moment entering
by the door on the landing. Coolly
turning the key and placing it in his
pocket, the manager of the Easthampton
Theatre continued: Now look here
Mr. Blanchard, have stagemanaged toe
many little things of this kind not to
know what's required to strengthen the
situation. l have two of my fellows
handy on the stairs. My proper ty-mar
is on the other side of those foldins
doors. My friend here and myself reck
on for something, to say nothing of Mr.
Harold White"
"Mrs Harold White" gasped Blanch
ard.
"Yes, Mr.. Blanchard" releasing him
and approaching her, @my wife. She
always believed in my perfect innocence
ofthe charge you helped to fasten on
ME, and when poor, miserable Gus con,
fessed the part which he had played in
the conspiracy we got married.
"Confessed-conspiracy" sneeringly
exclaimed Blanchard, where are youl
proofs?" ~
Here" replied Harold, pointing tc
the papers; @and here they remain un
til"
until what?"
until the father of my dear wife ha'
perused them line by line, and the mag
istrates of Singlebridge have made my
innocence as public as year since they
proclaimed my guilt"
Then l may CO." said Blanchard, af
ter pause; and, taking for ganted the
consent ofhis temporary custOdians, he
stepped toward the door, which was un
der the authorship Of Mr. Beauchamp
That gentleman gracefully waved hin
| back.
You may go on one condition, sir
pardon me-and it is this: That you
leave for jamaica by certain steamer
which leaves this port tomorrow.
have tonight bespoken your berth. Par
don me-lf you decline, take the conse
quences, one of which will be the TEN
porary occupation by yourself of nea
and commodious apartment within thu
precincts of Easthampton jail"
"Open the door," Not another worl
did he utter, but, taking his hat ant
looking straight before him, he left tn
hotel and proceeded-not unattended
in the direction of the Jamaica boat.
1t was pleasant hour or so which
Mr. and Mrs Harold White and thei
friend Beauchamp spent together tina
night. 1t was a more than pleasan
meeting that took place few days afte
in Singlebridge. Silas Westbrook' hap
piness was unspeakable. There was ;
streak Of sorrow in it, though, when h
thought of his absent son, and prayed
hat the lad had turned over a new lea
at the other end Of the world.-Londol
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