The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-06-14

"BLAoKMAIL," ETC.
CHAPTER XXI-(CoNTINuED
n do strongly suspect Ioul play. The
fellow is notorious character thiefLan
has, it is more than likely, fallen out with
one or NOR of his pulls"
"Well, sir, an ready to care for him "
responded the no le-hesrted girl. "Leaye
your directions with me as well as with the
regular nurse"
Life may be prolonged long enough to
ahord him opportunity 70 make statement
md see clergyman" said the surgeon.
"He ls unconscious now, as you can see."
Alter Arranging the sufferers position so
That he lay less cramped, the doctor pre-
pared some medicine, to be given at inter-
walls, in the use Of. which he instructed the
self-conStituted nurse, asking if there was
anything he could get her, to render her
Vigils less irksome.
but CARA though.. not OF herself. but Of
1pe hunccc.'uck's spiritual condition.
On Sne decided to send for Philip.
you can do this poor creature favor by
senning for the Reverend MIR. Eversleigh.
ieli him to waste no time in com
hg."
sne gave him t,ne address, and he left To
Ntend anothef unfortunate in need of his
learned serv ,ces
4, save io,t light supper, she did not leave
m me beside moment. The dim light Of
~ me room, and the long line of beds, with
~ cir white coverlets, looked dismal and
Shostly i'll the night, but it was a scene not
1ew to her.
The good Samaritan soon gets used to
such surroundings, though scarcely ever to
The concomitant sutferings. Many o self,
sacriicing woman has closed the eyes and
wept tears of sorrow on the dead face of the
hardened criminal, who has been deserted
by his own, feeling that if in the life of the
poor wretch some kind word had been
spoken, some kind hand extended there
might have been one soul less lost for time
md eternity. That hand never out-stretch-
ID, that kind word never spoken, the Door
wretch, pushed down, down into the depths,
Is at last crushed by the iron hand of law.
At nine O'Clock, Mr.. Eversleigh came in.
"You sent in time Miss Coles he said.
"ln the morning, your messenger would not
have found me. Is this the victim?"
Eyes; he is asleep now; you will be COM
pelled to wait"
She was mistaken; Grabbed Joe's eyes
we're open, staring at the ceiling.
Water! water! he gurgled. as Philip
bent over him.
Clara poured some water into glass; and
held it to his parched lips, Philip raising
bis head. 1t was gulped down with gasp.
The young student gently replaced the
battered head and seated himself beside the
bed. .u'.
my poor man, do you realize your con-
hition?" he asked, in low, sympathetic
lone. ..'r.
Joe turned his eyes from their vacant
stare and fixed them on the speaker.
''Do you realize that no power on earth
san save you from your injuries?"
'Are you sure?" -.
The inquiry was weak and gutteral
Eyes; the doctor has done what he could,
but he tells me that was very little-your in
kuries are too severe"
"You're friend amt youf"
81 am, and have come here to offer you q
boon inestimable, if you can but accept it in
faith"
whats that?" r
.Pardon for sin, and hope for the future. -
Joe moved uneasly.
"Are you professor" he asked, CURLY.
'fYes."
"You know that you're pardoned?"
"Thst is my belief"
"You've done something to repay ths
debt to the God as forgives people?'
"Gratitude has urged me to do what can
Tor mankind, but we can do nothing TO IA
vor the Creator"
"And the same God will cross of my
crimes if l ask Him, when I can't do any
thing to show how much I'd thank Him2"
"That is the unalterable promise, my dear
man. To repay the gift is impossible"
oil ha1 l,,tT a,,,k
a-going to insult the Almighty by THROWN
in his face the last hours Of my devilish life
You can't make Christing of mel"
He was getting excited, and Philip re-
Trained from replying to this extraordinary
rejection. The poor wretch spoke from
honest conviction, doubtless, and argument
would avail nothing
Silence ensued, broken only by the fain2
decking of the clock.
The thief seemed exhausted.
Presently he said, in a husky voice:
''Theres one thing, boss, that I'd like to
do before l croak-l'd like TO right the in
nocent, and get the guilty brought low.
Blieve I'd be happy then"
'This lady and myself are willing to try
anything that can make you easy" said
Philip, sadly.
will you listen quiet to what I've got to
say?"
Philip nodded.
"Are we alone2"
"Yes."
Joe closed his eyes, and, in q startling
whisper, said:
II didn't hurt myself-I'm murdsredl"
Philip drew closer.
"By whom2"
"My own fatherr'
Clara Coles stihed q cry.
"It will not be the first victim that has
fallen by Martin Smiths hand!" he con-
tinued, gasping. "Write down what say"
Philip turned up the wick of the little
lamp which stood on the medicine table,
rev forth his memorandum book, and
bade him proceed.
In the quiet of that hospital ward was re-
Fealed crime almost too horrible for hu-
nan belief connected with which the two
Witnesses found much that related to one
lear to their hearts.
The Spider, after begging them to keep
lis statement from the police till the arrest
+ his murderer could be effected, was held
p in bed while he appended his name,
hiGh done, he fell back in swoon.
CHAPTER XXI.
E1 MISSING LETTER.-vINDICATED
COMPANION UNBURDENs aRRsELF-'T AM
NOT WHAT ASSUME"
Once more established in her home, Cecil
layton tried to overlook its dreariness in
% hope of happier times. The task was
easy one, gong about the rooms associ-
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