The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1879-07-20

At of thinking and piled me with the ques'
tons
twas Maria the only person who had
access 10 the sideboard"
GAS far ] knew, the only person" re-
Piled.
sand did you say her letter to her brother
Frank contained money!"
"Yes-a p. 0. for $50"
"Had she $50 OF her ownl"
mot that knew Of"
"Was she likely to have saved it from her
allowance for housekeeping or private pur-
posesN
very unlikely, indeed"
"Then,r my mother continued, ut seems
to me that the nearer home you look for
your money the sooner you Will find it."
When arrived home, my mind was torn
and distracted by conflicting opinions. !
felt very anxious to discover some sign Of
innocence, or may be guilt
marian" ! said, as gently as I could,
'where did you get the money from that
you sent to Frank"
She started, and turned quickly round
upon me.
"How did you know I sent money to
FRANKIE
"Never mind how ! knew it," | replied
"Where did you obtain it9 You must an
swer me that question before you leave this
room," l added, more sternly; for her eva
sion of my question disquieted me.
She looked me steadily in the face for a
minute, then dropping her eyes, and clasp
ing her hands tightly together, she ex-
CLAIMED
II see now the drift of your question.
The money was lost at the same time TINT
sent some to Frank. Harold, you suspect
me-your own wife-of being a theft, md
you have sent that man Il saw that he vas
detective directly TO track me out, INC
prove this against me. Do you intend to
send me to prison"
"Marian."I answered. excitedly, "wlen
sent that man here, no such suspicion Lad
ever occurred to me; and now that must
confess it has, one word from you will Gs-
pei it: or, if it should be otherwise (heri |
extended my hand to her, but she t1unait
from her, you have only to acknowledged,
10 Ontaln my Tree lolSL'cuSoo'
your forgiveness" she ade.ed naughty,
II do not need IT. and without another
word she left me.
For some minutes l remained stunnedby
this new aspect of affairs. Could it be Ips,
sible that my Marian was guiltyf woild
never believe it. And yet she had notat-
tempted 70 deny it. Again, the ANXIOUS
face she had lately Worn, together with the
other circumstances of the case, served only
to confirm the idea. Would that it had
not been so, or even beingso, thaIsh would
come to me for the reconciliation was
longing for, and the forgiveness ! was only
too anxious TO bestow!
A day or two after this, found a note
awaiting me when | returned home
to dinner. The hand writing was
Marian's and my delight at seeing
| it was so great that | kissed
il again and again. Eagerly | opened and
read it. 1t ran as follows;
The society OF a thief cannot be con-
genial. For that reason have kept out OF
your way till had made up my mind what
to do. shall not trouble you any more.
Baby and l have gone to my father. !
know you can claim baby il you like to do
so, but think you will see that it is better
for him to be with me. Do not ask me TO
come back. l never can. The miserable
H&l lA qSs 4fe a d aa2diqE Lately would sgQ9
my child. Your unhappy wife,
MARIAN
That was all, except a few words at the
end that had been hastily scratched OUT, of
which l could distinguish only, "Oh.
Haroldm
Strange as it may seem, this note did not
shock me as the discovery OF Marian's guilt
had done. felt so angry with her for her
unreasonable conduct that my tenderer feel
ings remained almost untouched. My love
for the Marian of former days had not de-
creased one whit, but my anger with the
present Marian was Tor the moment para
mount. The child was better with her,
and for the present she should keep him,
for ! had no idea Of fetching her back.
She had left me through no unkindness of
my own, and no wife could be justified in
leaving her husband in the way Marian
had left me,
was beginning to get q little accustomed
10 my renewed bachelorhood, when one
night very late, telegram was brought
me, worded thus ;-"Comeat once to baby
The night train would leave in about an
hours time. | packed few things and
started to catch it. in about three hours
more was conducted into the room where
Marian was sitting with our little one lying
in her lap, struggling hard for life. Some
medical man was already there, bending
over the child and anxiously gazing at its
contorted and livid features, but as
far as l could see, doing but little to assist
in the battle against death. He left at once,
and Marian looked up INTO my face and
said: Thank God, you have come. He
was doing no good, Oh, Harold save my
baby; save my child
II will do what ! can to save our child"
! answered.
called servant and gave my instruc.
tons. In few minutes the room was filled
with vapor every vent beng carefully
guarded. The cloud Of vapor kept on
steadily increasing, till drops Of water began
to trickle down the walls, Still the child
on Marian lap layalmostchoked, its strug-