Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-05-09
CHAPTER Xxx.
"FnoM HIS OWN L1ps!"


Let us, for the last time, enter the dwell
| ing of Clarice Suydam-that dwelling which
had been the refuge of the magnificent Ce-
| leste Kicker.
Clarice was at home, moving about with o
face as pale as the wall
She had convinced General Dumont of
the hideous perfdy of her whom he had
cherished with an ali-confding devotion
Now that she had accomplished that all-ab-
sorbing desire, her heart sank within her
under the crushing sense of loneliness.
LONELY, lonelyP' she murmured. "Love-
less, sad and lonely from the beginning to
the end!"
James Dalton entered the room.
James Dalton" she gasped, "speak, /
implore you'll"
"Presently, Clarice," said the artist, in
strange voice. presently"
| He sank into chair, and looked at her
kindly.
"Clarice Suydam, we have both worked
hard to bring to bay the destroyer of our
| dear friend Clarence. 1 have done what /
could-I gave up everything. that my mind
should be entirely on the one vital matter.
"You have done oil that man could do,
said Clarice.
"Yes, I feel that to be so. My chief re.
greet is, that should have hesitated SO fool
ishly at SO important stage of the proceed
ings That was selfish madness, which no
sane man would have INDUCED. I regret it
sincerely regret it. Yet the lesson was
good one"
ST can sympathize with you" said Clarice,
sadly. ''You have been victimized by
base woman
James Dalton sighed.
gAxy oh rin fn1 hrf
that she loves me, wicked as such love
may be. She is much like you in her pas
sionate nature, and swears she would take
her life, if she dared. She has begged of
me boon, which am anxious to grant,
but cannot unless you also consent"
''What is it,"
s'She pleads that nothing more shall be
said of Mrs. Dumont's crime-that no fur
Their steps shall be taken to punish the
guilty"
Chow can that concern her? Why
should she wish me to forego taking the re-
venge seek2'
''She desires it for the sake of her hus-
band, who planned the crime, which was
carried out by his friends"
"Ah, am glad you have told me this!'
exclaimed Clarice 'tAnd you are weak
enough to suppose that will give my con-
sent to hush up this dreadful crime! Never
will crafty that wish"
''Clarice, be woman, not an avenging
angel" said James Dalton, almost sternly.
'sYou have succeeded in destroying Maud
Dumont. Let that suffice"
Suddenly Clarice burst into tears.
''Oh, what am to do?" she moaned
s'What am to say? I am lost, bewildered,
reckless of the future-eager only for death!
My heart is dead to all feeling-to every
emotion"
''To every emotion, Clarice2"
eyes"
''Many things have happened to-day,
Clarice. I came here from Madison Ave
nue-from the Ovington mansion"
Indeed
sDeath has been busy in that splendid
dwelling"
Death repeated Clarice, in dull voice.
eyes; the wife of CRANKY Dumont died
this morning by her own hand"
''She is dead, then, this beautiful fend-
the destroyer of Clarence Suydam?'
"What if she were not his destroyer"
'.Not his Destroyer
''What If the wrong man were murderedF
''No, no, nor cried Clarice, passionately.
sHave pity on me! One ray of hope-one
dazzling, binding ray of hope would kill
mel"
III only ask you to consider that strange
mistakes have happened before to-day"
said James Dalton, quietly. "What if the
wrong man had been lured to death?"
''You torture-you madden mer' gasped
! Clarice. "Was Clarence Suydam murdered
or was he not2"
s'He was notT
s'And you know this"
''From his own npsr cried familiar
voice behind Clarice, and in the same mo-
ment she was clasped in the arms of Clarence
! Suydam.
Glarice uttered wild cry and fell faint
| ing on her cousins breast.
| Clarence Suydam had escaped, almost by
miracle, from the hands of the wretches
who had plotted to destroy him.
Upon the night of the ninth of October,
when he had left his studio to keep the ap-
pointment at the Metropolitan Hotel, he
met his half-brother, Henry Raymond, who
stood in the lobby of the hotel. He had
been drinking heavily. Clarence left him
! there, intending to rejoin him after seeing
Mr.. Spencer, the gentleman who had ap-
pointed the meeting with the artist. Henry
Raymond, the artist conjectured, must have
| followed him, and have been mistaken by
the waiter for Clarence. At any rate, the
waiter had handed card to a gentleman,
somewhat intoxicated, who, when asked if
his name was Suydam, had replied in the
affirmative, and accepted the card, bearing
the name 'Charles Spencer" which the
waiter rendered him and directed him to the
waiting-room. This had evidently been
joke, which proved fatal to Henry Ray
mond. Failing to find Mr. Spencer, Clar-
ence Suydam left the hotel more disheart-
ened than ever. He stood outside the
building few minutes in deep thought.
''What if I should leave this city," he
muttered. 'I have nothing to hold me
here; Maud's treachery has made me detest
civilized life I'll do it'll leave for Eu-
rope tomorrow morning, find my old chum,
Dalton, spend few days with him. and
then hide myself in some out-of-the-way
place."
He did not dare return home, for fear
his cousin would discover his plans, so he
took lodgings for the night. On the NOR
row. he started for foreign lands.
| But he did not feel content after reaching
| England, and after wandering about for
time, miserable and sick, he returned to his
native land.
His first visit upon reaching New York,
had been to the house of his friend, James
Dalton, whose address he obtained from
| fellow-artist.