Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-10-24

from ever trying it again-when the exist
ence OF this record is made known. Briberyi is
ahard thing to fix on a man; the only witness
Is naturally particeps criminis but it would
not be easy for them to explain away this ras-
calls record One or two things I don't under
stand: What's this opposite the Hon. KS
name, Took the medicine nicely, and feels
betterr and here, just in the margin, after Us,
Must be labored within"
Il suppose u California slang borrows
largely from the medical and spiritual pro-
f~esSion," returned Thatcher. But isn't it
odd that a man should keep a conscientious
record of his own villainyi7
knowledge of American metaphor, now felt
himself at home. well, no. It's not I'M
usual In one Of those books yonder there
Is the record of a case where a man,
who had committed a series Of nameleSs
atrocities, extending over q period Of years,
absolutely kept a memorandum of them in
his pocket diary. 1t was produced in court.
Why, my dear fellow, one half Of our bust
ness arises from the fact that men and
women are in the habit of keeping letters and
documents that they might Il don't say,
you know, that they ought, that's a question
Of sentiment or ethics-but that they might
destroy"
Thatcher half mechanically took the tele-
gram Of poor Carmen and threw it in the
fire. Harlowe noticed the act and smiled.
"Pn venture to say, however, that there's
nothing in the bag that you lost that need
give you q moments uneasiness. It's only
your rascal or fool who carries with him that
which makes him his own detective
Il had a friend" continued Harlowe, "a
clever fellow enough, but who was so foolish
as TO seriously complicate himself with q
woman. He was himself the soul of honor,
and at the beginning Of their correspondence
he proposed that they should each return the
others letters with their answer. They did
so for years, but it cost him ten thousand
dollars and no end Of trouble after all"
"WhyF asked Thatcher simply.
Because he was such an egotistical ass as
to keep the letter proposing it, which she had
duly returned, among his papers as a senti-
mental record. OF course somebody eventu-
ally found it."
Good night" said Thatcher, rising
abruptly. IF l stayed here much longer l
should begin to disbeleVe my own mother"
"Ihave known Of such hereditary traits"
returned Harlowe with u laugh. "But come,
you must not go, without the champagne"
He led the way to the adjacent room, which
proved to be only tho a~nte-chambcr of
another, on the threshold of which Thatcher
stopped with genuine surprise. 1t was an
elegantly furnished library.
"Sybarite! Why was l never here beforef"
Because you came as q client; tonight
you arc my guest. All who enter here leave
their business, with their hats, in the hall.
Look; there isn't a law book on those shelves;
that table never was defaced by a title
deed or parchment. You look puzzled!
Well, it was u whim Of mine to put my resi-
donce and my workshop under the same roof,
yet so distinct that they would never inter
fere with each other. You know the house
above is let out to dodgers. l occupy the first
floor with my mother and sister, and this is
my parlor. l do my work in that severe
room that fronts the street; here is where l
play. \ man must have something else in
life than mere business. l find it less harm
full and expensive to ave my pleasure here"
Thatcher had sunk modify i'll the embrac-
ing arms Of TN easy chair. He was thinking
deeply; he was fond Of books, too, and, like
all men who have Jared hard andled wander
ing lives, he knew the value of cultivated re-
pose. Like oil men who nave been obliged
to sleep under blankets and in the open air,
ne appreciated the luxurieS of linen sheets
and q fr-scoed roof. 1t is by the way, only
your sick city clerk or you dySpeptic clergy
man, who fancy that they have found in the
bad bread, fried steaks, and frowzy flannels
Of mountain picnicing the true art Of
living. And it is q somewhat notable fact
that your true mountaineer or your gentle
man who has boon obliged to honestly trough
it" does not, as a general thing, write books
about its advantages, or implore their fellow
mortals to come and share their solitude and
their diScOmforts.
Thoroughly approaching the taste and com
fort of Harlowe's library, yet half enviOus OF
its owner, and half suspicious thai his own
earnest life for the past few years might have
been different, Thatcher suddenly started from
his seat and walked towards u parlOr easel,
whereon stood a picture. 1t was Carmen de
Haro's first sketch of the furnace and the mine
81 see you are taken with that picture"
said Harlo sc, pauSing with the champagne
bottle in his hand. you show your good
taste. It's been much admired. Observe
how Splendidly that freight plays over the
sleeping face of that figure, yet brings out by
very contrast its almost deathlke repoSe.
Those rocks are powerfully handled; what a
suggestion of mystery in those shadows!
You know the painterT
Thatcher %murmurcd, Miss De Haro," with
a new and rather odd self consciousness in
speaking her name.
ayes. And you know the story of the pic
ture, of courseF
Thatcher thought he didn't. Well, no; in
fact he did not remember.
"Why, this recumbent figure was an old
Spanish lover OF hers, whom she beheVed 10
have been murdered there. It's a CHASTITY
fancy, isn't itF
Two things annoyed Thatcher; first the
epithet lover as applied to Concho by
another man; second, that the picture be-
longed to him; and what the ID did she
mean by
"Yes," ne broke out finally; "but how did
you get itF
"Oh, l bought it of her. I've beena sort Of
patron of her ever since l found out how she
stood towards us. AS she was quite alone
here in Washington, my mother and sister
have taken her up, and have been doing the
social thing"
How long SINGER asked Thatcher.
"Oh, not long. The day she t~elegraphed
YOU she came here to Know what she could do
for us, and when l said nothing could be done
except to keep congress off, why she went
and did At. For she, and she alone, got that
| speech out of the senator. But" he added,
I..lo ,,;crbiaN-nuSly syOu Stapm TO know