Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1883-05-06

lilS lChIu Itlo VbCt oe'i 49,
il wCre, get used TO il.
81. viii tell my darlins all about it
some day-&hen We are far away upon
the SEA. Would we we're there now"
he added EeryentIy. And notice that
his lips trembled nervouly after be had
spoken.
ain less than half al hour we reach
cd S--Tbere We had barely time to
take our seats in the 10 o'clock express
for London. IL was not possible 10
have a compartment 20 ourselves. An
old gentleman, white-headed, specta-
cled' with the best tempered looking
face / almost ever saw, occupied that
which we entered. He was enveloped
in rugs, and studying his Newspaper
with the deepest stteHtlou- Except
hy a swift, expressive glance rom D.
/. rair Cfdeepest, small black eyes, ne
did not appear 20 notice our intrusion.
stocks and shares. parliamentary ue-
bates. or what for il was not comic
paper he was resding-l wondered
vaguely. as / watched the ruddy, lovlai
face. Edgar spoke 10 me in Whispers
from time TO time, but in consciousness
OF icing a bride and the fear oil
being recognized as one by our fellow
traveller made me reluctant to respond.
Shortly before arriving at York. the
old gentleman coughed, took of his
SpeClacieS, and leaning forward, with a
pleasant smile, offered me his newspaper.
| WAS about to take it when Edgar
interpOsed by reaching out bis hand. The
old man looked surprised.
"Ha, telieve / have another" and,
with twinkle in his eyes, opening his
bag, he took one out and held it toward
me.
1t was impossible to resist rGischiev-
Gus glance q Edgar as, settling myself in
my corner, / turned over the large
sheets, preparatory to reading il. But
again my newly made husband inter
posed. Again he took the paper from
me. "IeOnie," he said authOritatively,
"Dont read in the train. Please. ask
you not
Too bad OF Edgar. Was it because
could not talk to him in whispers that
he sought 10 punish ME: But the words
so lately spoken: Love, honor aud
obey" came to my mind, and / won
dered if this Was what the words meant.
We lunched at York. Afterward, as
| stood alone By the book stall, our fel'
low traveller came up tome.
Choosing a novel, my DEAR he
asked in the fatherly way that old men
sometimes adopt even 20 a stranger, and
which somehow one rather likes to hear.
Take nv advice don't. Look here" he
added, pointing with his walking stick
to a con -picuOIlS white plaCari, where
on large black letters announced the
latest news; save the money you were
about 10 spend on a novel, and buy q
penny paper instead. Can any povel
hold out such inducements Is those :
Why, that alone" he went on, arresting
his sllrk al the words, Horrible Discov'
cry. \ lady supposed 10 have been
murdered in railway carriage. The
murderer al 1arye''-"that ;.lOne i suifi'
cipnt sensation tor n whole Journey. a
three volume romance lies hidden under
,hO.e .ew words, But the truth will
out. Sooner or later the British public
viii Know all about il. Did you ereI
read DE Quiucys Murder Considered a
Onc at tue FINE Arts
NO" | aUsw, red, looking at him IN
wonder and feeling almost half amused,
halt surf riScd al being so addressed by
a stranger.
Il wa quite young fellow, quite,
WI I'll first read il, he went on, "but
il made such an impression Oh me that
| took To studying murder from that
Gav. Don't lie alarmed. ! only took
TO studying It, | tell you; ?nd when l
want it'll, relaxation for my mind |
study il now. There's nothing better
calculated to take one out Oi ones sell
than to enter heart and soul into 4
downright, regular, atroClOuS murder
case. RltsS YOU, there's not one taken
place these fifty years that haven't
followed with absorbing interest, and |
know more about them than Judge and
Jury amt all the rest Of them put to-
gether-uot emitting the murderer HIM
self mavhap, Hu" ne exclaimed, the
London papers. Now, then, for fur
| thrr particulars. " Aad he turned TO
select some newly placed upon the stall.
"Lconie what are you doing there?
| thought I had lost you. Come
cried Edgar more impatient than | had
ever heard him speak, a. he dragged me
toward the carriage. What could have
! come over him.
| had abundant food for thought foI
| some time after this. The subject of it
Edgar. Ii was not his appearance
only that was changed. II
was himself He was irritable. He
! looked harrassed, worried, i'll. The
| important post he had accepted no
| doubt brought auXieties and held re-
| SpOnSabllitieS which weighed on him,
! and as yet hc had no chance To explain
/ the nature Of them TO me. But, in the
meantime, could he not put them from
! him for little space? Was il not rath-
| or hard on nc that he should be so
| taken up with them tO-day-Our we'd
ding day"
Bless me. bless me-" calculated our
fellow traveller, presently, laying down
| his paper and turning his beaming
couutenaucc full upon me.
II hope you have found the supposed
murder ease ~ thrilling rs you expect
Ell. sir asked with interest.
II anticipate it will prove the best
meptal distraction | have had for
years, he answered emphaticaliy. AS
Your husband objects to your reading
ON the train. young lady, | willtell YOU
the facts A. far as they have come to
light. On Saturday, when the late
train from the North arrived in Lon
don, q lady was found in first class
carriage, dead, under more than suspi-
cious circumstances. The supposed
murderer
Murderer. How do you know
She was murdered" interrupted Edgar,
eXcitedly.
II do not know it. As yet no one
knows il am only telling what the
newspapers say. But I'll take care |
know a good deal more before | am
many hours older. In the meanwhile,
with your leave, I'll relate
"But YOU have not my leave. On
the contrary. | request you will not
mention suCh-an unpleasant subject
before my wife" Aow strange, how
uucourteous. how unlike all had ever
seen or heard of Edgar
Dear me! I'm exceedingly sorry,
I'm sure. You don't like MURDERS
"Ccrtainly not. hate them"
Wherein the old mau settled him.
self into Ills corner to sleep. placid
smile upon his good uatured face, and
when | was sure of being unobServed |