The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-06-20
PERFECT LOVE Is SIMPLE FAITH,

PERFECT LOVE Is SIMPLE FAITH,
The three magistrates had sat uninter.
ruptedly far into the autumn afternoon.
and had now retired to consider their
decision. It was distressing case, and
occurring in Singlebridge, which is a
mere handful of town, provoked in
tense interest among the inhabitants.
Everybody knew the parties concerned.
Silas Westbrook, the reluctant prosecu-
tor, was senior partner in an impress
sively solid firm which had fourished in
the borough for generations. He en-
loyed a reputation for strict probity and
broad benevolence which was singularly
merited. His son Augustus (also in the
trm), witness for the prosecution. was
held in much esteem bv certain Of the
younger sort in Singlebridge, who SYM
pathlzed with his amiable witnesses.
and if certain of the older sort looked
askance at these, why, that was only
natural. About Mr.. Blanchard. another
witness for the prosecution, little was
known to the inquiring gossips. He
had been resident with the Westbrooks
for about eight months, during which
period ne had sat alongside Gus in the
office IN business hours, and had been a
good deal about with him at other times
They got on amazingly we'll together
people observed, but despite all his
etforts-and some of these were marked
enough-suave Mr.. Blanchard failed to
similarly captivate Gus pretty sister
Fanny. AS became her fathers daugh-
ter, she treated the West Indian connec-
ton OF her father firm with unfalterinp
grac1ousness. But her sweetest moods
her tenderest looks and gentlest tones
were not for him. The magician at
whose bidding they SO gladly came was
Blanchard's instructive foe. From the
moment Harold White, confidential
clerk to the firm, and potential partner
therein, met and simply shook hands
with the West Indian, thew hated each
other with hatred that owed it's sus-
Venance on the one side to contempt,
and on the other to malice and ali
uncharitableness. To-day will behold
the triumph or discontinue of Blan-
cnard. In the Police Court of
Slnglebridge, in the presence of q
crowd OF people, the majority of whom
are personally known to him. Harold
White stands accused, on the united tes-
tlmony OF the Westbrooks. father and
son, of embezzlement.
10 the profound chagrin of the mao
1strates' clerk, who, cordially dislikine
Blanchard, wishes we'll to the accused
Inc Latter conducts his own defense.
Silence in the court !'
OF the four actors in the little drama
old Mr.. Westbrook betrays them agi-
tatlon as the opening of door at the
Dack OF the court heralds the return of
the magistrates to their seats on the
bench. The silence is oppressive when.
IN voice full of meaning, the Chairman
turns to the accused and says:
harold White, 1 who have known
you Tor SO many years need not say that
the long examination which my brother
magistrates and myself have this dav
conducted to the very best of orr abilitv
has been to all of us fraught with the nt.
mosV pam. And we are bound to admit.
IN your behalf, that nothing has trans
pred IN the course of this hearing
which reflects in the least upon yonr
conduct during the period to which I re-
Ter. we have given due consideration
70 this TACT IN your favor, and have come
70 the conclusion, actuated by motives
which we earnestly hope you will live to
appreciate in proper spirit, to dismiss
this case. You may 60"
Butmy character, exclaimed White
IN voice husky with emotion; "who
is to clear that of taint?"
Sc YOurSnlf - co1opoDIr oonrro.oI IL =
Chairman. "Call the next case.''
Dazed, trembling under the influence
OF warning passions, he left the dock
and passed out of the court into the sun
LII street. Whittier should he direct his
1eetF AS ne slowly and mechanically,
seeing nothing, hearing nothing, with
ooWed mead and leaden gait, stole along
IN the direction of the river side, he felt
touch on his arm. He paused.
IL was one OF Mr.. Westbrook's clerks.
The lads mouth was tremulous with
sympathy. 49, ~
- Mr.. Westbrook has sent me with
this note, Mr.. White. Is there any an
swer?"
eyes" he replied, tearing the paper
INTO atoms, "there is Mr.. Westbrook
wishes to see me. Tell him that we ahall
not meet again until he is prepared to
stand up IN that Court House and nrav
to be allowed to proclaim nv Innocence
IN tones as loud as those which he 7nsed
to-day in declaring my guilt"
The lad left him. The September snn
was sinking redly behind familiar belt
OF woods which fringed the further
bank OF the river as be continued his
moody walk. He had held on for miles
needless Of the direction he took. and