The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-09-16
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION.

and he seemed to feel his position far less
acrtely than the two poor women whom
he had left to fight the battle Of hfe unaidcd
and alone.
Three years and more have passed. Let
us briefly review the changes that h we
taken place In the lives Of simple Mrs Rob
erts and her daughter.
Soon after Herbert Wallis conv lotion they
were "soid out" but fortunately before the
small sum left from the sale Of their furni-
turc was entirely expended the mother pro-
cured situation US housekeepcr to mid.
dle-nged gentleman Of wealth, with per-
mission TO have her daughter with her as
an assistant. This procured them u COM
Portable home. Elsie wrote frequently to
Herbert, and at first healiswercd her letters
as often as the prison regulations would al
low htll to do so but before the cxpira-
ton OF year his letters were 80 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 cx-
piration OF bis sentence, he found himself
ablc to regain his position in society he
would come and claim her if not, why 1t
was better to commence the final scpara-
tion at once. In the meantime he begged
her not to neglect any opportunity for ad-
vanclng herself, by marriage or otherwise,
and to cndeavor to forget his existence.
Can you blame her, then, If, when Mr..
Waller (their employer) most respectfully
made her All 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 4; and indeed he was
most worthy both of her admirato on and re-
spcct.
Here then we find her at the end of three
years the wife of rich and worthy gentle
man, residing in an elegant mansion on the
banks of the Hudson.
What effect has his Imprisonment had
upon Herbert Wallis? The most inevita-
blc one. lie has listened to the thrilling
adventures of his f, low prisoners till lie 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 communication time, he is discharged,
and with him two of the most notorious of
the men whose tales he so loved to listen to.
Alas for Herbert Wallis.
a villa surrounded by its own grounds :;
time, midnight. Three men lurking OH the
piazza, listening attentively to the slightest
sounds.
"All's quiet. Bill let's go for it,
''Go ahead"
In very short time pane of glass is
out, 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 youngstcr and | will
go through the crib. He doesn't under
stand the graft (work) we'll enough to leave
him to watch here. If we want you III
give the Office. Take your shoes off, my
lad, and carry this bag for the swag; let's
hope you'll get enough for big spree in
New York"
All is silence. Theburglars with stealthy
tread gain access to the pantry, and poor
Herbert Wallis for our readers have
guessed he is the ''youngster'D with trem-
bling hands holds open the bag to receive
the ''swag," viz: the silver plate.
CHOW, then, my lad, leave this below,
and let's take look up stairs. We shan't
find anything there too heavy for our pock-
cts. Jewelry and greenbacks don't take
up much room."
Two bedrooms vsited-empty. Another
door--locked. A par of nippers noiseless-
ly applied, and the door opens. A dim light
burning. A man and woman In bed Sleep
ing.
Dead silence as the elder burgler glldcs
toward the jewelry he secs on the dressing
table.
A whistle shouts-two shots heard be-
low.
''rhere's tumble Skip, lad, for your
life /"
But too late comes the warning. Mr..
Waller, awakened by the shots and firing,
sees indstinctly man leaving his room
and another about to follow him He seizes
his revolver from beneath his Pillow. His
wife, thoroughly awake, screams madly:
"Sparc Mm!"
Too late again. A shot--and Herbert
Wallis lies a corpse upon the floor.