Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-12-19

along the han towards the spot from which the
the door, and, finding 1t locked ON the inside,
pusst u open. They found the man dead In his
PEG. Ihey found the windows fastened on the
they said: Yelverton had shot himself. was
their verdict. He had attempted suicide once
NO one was much surprised. A man who led
sacn 2 iiie as Ieiverton might have ended It BY
snc pnS &c tsn
the acts Of the case. That man was myself
Bot axsgs sy Csd no oa sign" a.,
,h Because the secret was too valuable to be
.'But as you saw all that occurred, you must
nave seen that 1t scas an aecidenty' pleaded
IAN accident?-was IL accident that you stole
to Yelverton's room in the dead of night. to rob
him of his money!"
mo, no; not to rob him-to get back my own,
otner mans money that had been intrusted to
ny keeptng as clerk Of the hotel" moaned
And that you staked at the table and lost to
-, "A blacklsg.a sharper who won by cheat
to get the money back.
Don't malign the dead" sternly commanded
II do not wish to, but told the plain truth"
w nat business had You to Be in the com:
Rn.uy VI oiachieg ana q sharper, and OF all
things, what right had you to stake another
"None! monet Oh, God! Easy is the descent
, 20 n Ell groaned the miserable criminal, tear
Yes" assented Hanson, coldly; "and in your
case ~ was not only descent; it was plunge,
fore you realized that you had started. But
come! you need not go headlong to the bottom
less less Pr unless you choose. am willing to ad-
mt That, from your point of view, the death OF
Ielverton may have seemed an accident; but
nnder the circumstances of your presence in the
room, no jury in this world would call it an acci-
dent. The law would call it a murder"
Il was trying to wrest the pistol away, to pre-
seat MN from shooting me, when it went of
"And he was trying to prevent your escape
s T,n ans ms PRGPeTfy when the pistol went Of
9on acted, one might almost say, in self
defense-though in self-defence while commit
a criminal. You did not Voluntarily descend
and fell headlong'
Nathan Yclyerton came to his death by O hul.
let shot into his brain from pistol held in his
hand This verdict was literally true. The
pistol ~as in his hand when the shot was fired, ~
said Ha.court, speaking with difficulty.
Eyes, the pistol was in his hand, but he did
mol nre IT. The pistol was IN your hand, also,
him. And between you the weapon was dis
charged, and Yelverton killed
snow. don't say that again; it is stupid and
monotonous. Pull yourself together. man, and
face the music. The coronersjury have found
1t suicide, and suicide it rests. Poor Yelvertons
body has this day been given up to his friends
and shipped to Washington to be buried there,
with the stigma of suicide on his name. The
curtain mas fallen on the last act OF the tragedy.
This settles ft--unless l, the hidden witness of
the crime, should come forward to give infor-
mi ina concluded fh Hanson, With penetrat-
why did you not give this Information be-
fore the coroner's jurys' demanded Harcourt,
why? Because, in the first place, 1 never was
called as a witness; in the second place, make
it rule of life nerer to gicc anything for nothing;
In The third place, kept silence that might
sell it to you"
ITO NEE"
''rO YOU
II am too poor to offer you bride, Mr.. Han
son."
And too rich to need a bride of the sort you
Nv hat, then, do you want?" asked the terror
stricken clerk.
Not your money, even If you had it to offer
me. wish you, in return tor nv silence to do
something for me.''
"What is it?
Hanson bent nearer to the dropping figure
before him, and peered into the death-like
II want you," he said. ito do something that
will so severely try you, rack you, madden you,
save you from a shameful death, your aged
mother from a broken heart and your betrothed
bride from q bIghted life.'
He. spoke slowly, solemnly, impressiveiy,
Keeping his eyes fixed on the tragic face Of the
Tell me! tell me!' exclaimed the latter "For
myself-ah! Heaven truly knows that would
rather die than live! But ior mypOor mother and
Roma-oh! for Roma!-I would do anything
anything-to avoid disgrace-disgrace that
would more than kill them! Tell me what 1t is
you wish me to do" demanded Harcourt, in q
voice of desperation.
81 will tell you later You are too much ex-
cited now. will leave you to think over your
position, and mediate upon the sacrifice you
would be willing to make for safety. Meet me
on the Serpents Back at Sunrise tomorrow.
Good night, or rather, good morning-for it is
nearly three o'clock" said Hanson, as he left
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