Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1880-09-16

and he seemed to feel his position far less
acr tely than the two poor women whom
he had left to fight the battle of life uIaided
and alone.
Three years and more have passed. Let
us briefly review the changes that b We
taken place in the lives of simple Mrs. Rob
erts and her daughter.
! Soon after Herbert Wallis conviction they
were 'sod out" but fortunately before the
small sum left from the sale of their furni
ture was entirely expended the mother pro-
cured situation as housekceper To mid
dle-aged gentleman of wealth, with per
mission To have her daughter with her as
an assistant. This procured them COM
Portable home. Elsie wrote frequently To
Herbert, and at first he answered her letters
as often rs the prison regulations would al
low hill to do SO; but before the eXpira-
ton of a year his letters were SO much cold
er in their tone as to pcrpleX and worry the
poor girl sadly. Finally he wrote to say
that he would rather all correspondence
should cease between them. If, at the eX-
piration OF his sentence, he found himself
able To regain his position i'll society he
would come and claim her ; If not, why it
was better TO commence the final separa-
tion at once. In the meantime he begged
her not to neglect any opportunity for ad
vanclng herself, by marriage or otherwise
and TO endeavor to forget his existence.
Can you blame her, then, if, when Mr..
Waller (their employer) most respectfully
made her an offer of marriage, she accepted
him Here was rest for herself and her
mother, and although she did not particu
larly love her husband still she admired
and respected him and indeed he was
most worthy both of her admiral on and re-
spect.
Here then we find her at the end of three
years the wife of rich and worthy gentle
nan, residing in an elegant mansion on the
banks of The Hudson.
What effect has his Imprisonment had
upon Herbert Wallis? The most inevita-
BILE one He has listened to the thrilling
adventures Of his How prisoners till he has
himself longed TO share with them. At the
end of three years and seven months, hav
ing behaved himself we'll enough to gain
his cOmmutatlon time, he is discharged,
and with him two of the most notorious of
the men whose tales he so loved 10 listen to.
Alas for Herbert Wallis.
A villa surrounded by its own grounds
time, midnight. Three men lurking ON the
piazza, listening attentively 10 the slightest
sounds.
''Alls quiet Bill; let's go for it,"
'Ifo ahead.
In very short time pane of glass is
ont, the fastenings of the window undone
then small hole cut through the shutter, a
hand inserted, the bar raised, and then there
is free entrance for the gang Of burglars,
for such they are.
You stop below Bill if anything goes
wrong whistle. The youngster and l will |
go through the crib. He doesn't under
stand the graft (work) well enough to leave |
him TO watch here If we want you I'll |
give the office. Take your shoes off, my |
lad, and carry this bag for the swag; let's |
hope you'll get enough for a big spree in
New York"
All is silence. The burglars with stealthy |
tread gain access to the pantry, and poor
Herbert Wallis (for our readers have |
guessed he is the ''youngster') with trem-
bling hands holds open the bag to receive
the ''swag," viz: the silver plate.
"Now, then, my lad, leave this below,
nIld lSI . IhhS a lOOh hP otulAo' w oAAAh
find anything there too heavy for our pock- |
cts. Jewelry and greenbacks don't take
up much room"
Two bedrooms visited-empty. Another
door-locked. A pair of nppers noiseless-
ly applied, and the door opens. A dim light
burning. A man and woman in bed sleep
ing.
Dead silence rs the elder burgler glIdes
toward the jewelry he sees on the dressing
table.
A whistle-shouts- shots heard be-
low.
"There's tumble. Skip, lad, for your
life :"
But too late comes the warning. Mr..
Waller, awakened by the shots and firing,
sees indistinctly man leaving his room
and another about to follow him. He seizes
his revolver from beneath his pillow. His
wife, thoroughly awake, screams madly:
''Spare hrm!"
Too late again. A shot-and Herbert
Wallis lies a corpse upon the floor.