, 1882-04-14

Three days later.
Mr.. Felix DAILY was seated in his pri-
vate apartment in the Shamrock Inn,
frowning darkly at tho fire, and evidently
in bad humor.
II cannot drive Nellie Cary out of my
head" said the gentleman to himself,
and he crossed his limbs and folded his
arms. "Her handsome face seems to
haunt me. think of her by day, and
dream of her by night. I will not lose
her. will do anything to win her, and
by all the imps that wait on Satan L will
not give her up!"
He arose from his chair, and leaning
against the mantel, resumed:
I'm q fool to grow discouraged, Con
Desmond will be tried next week, found
guilty, and transported. L am sure of
that. Then the coast will be clear; ]
will play my cards well, and in the end
succeed, or my name is not Felix DAILY
A knock at the door Come IN, who
ever you are" SAID Mr.. DAILY.
The door opened, and gaunt old man
entered the room.
"Who are you and whatdo you want?'
growled Felix DAILY. II don't know you"
tEudpS uOL, SdLu NuO NlNllOl,
slowly, "but 1 know YOU"
"What is your business?" demanded
the gentleman of leisure with a frown.
The old man advanced toward Daily
and stared at him for n moment. His
lips were pressed together, and his deep
set eyes were flashing brightly.
+ MY name is Desmond" he said. Il
am Con Desmonds father"
Father of robber, eh?" exclaimed
Felix DAILY. "Well, you have my sym
pathy; but must repeat, what is your
business with me?"
II came here to tell you what l think
of you" replied Mr.. Desmond, looking
straight at the man before him. Il came
here to look upon the secret enemy of my
SON"
Days face grew pale and he appeared
uneasy.
You ore contemplate william and a
cowardly dogW continued the farmer, in
u bitter tone. "On this wide earth a
baser reptile does not breathe. Had l
my own way, I'd have you lashed through
the public streets, with q bowling mob
behind you"
with AT oath, Felix Daily caught up
his walking stick from off the table and
sprang at the aged man
"Ycu gray headed rascal, he cried, in
u rage, "I'll teach you lesson y
He raised his cane to strike, but the
farmer forced it from him, and swapping
it in two, he threw the pieces at
his feet.
Coward that you are" Kissed Mr..
Desmond, your well-laid plot to ruin
my son has come to light. Driscoll has
confessed"
Felix Daily started back with fright
ened look on his face, and sank down
upon the sofa.
Il won't believe it," he gasped. "It's
q lie."
81 speak the Gods truth, " retorted the
farmer sternly. "a sudden illness came
upon old Driscoll last night, and this
morning he sent for me. A priest and
doctor were present at his bedside, and
before he broathed his last, he made a
full confession and sig lel it. He told
how you gave him fifty pounds to swear
that my son had assaulted him on the
Wicklow road, and then robbed him and
he confessed that he was to receive five
pounds more on the day that Con was
transported. You were jealous of my
son; you desired to obtain possession Of
the fair girl who was his promised bride;
you wanted him swept from your path;
and you Matched vile plot to ruin for
ever the innocent lad and send him to a
fellons cell
Felix DAILY was powerless to utter a
word. He seemed paralyzed.
But your plot has been shattered,
thank Godw said Mr.. Desmond, fer
YentlY. ,'EYan now the clad news has