The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1886-07-14

to explore the ruins before going In, he &C
companied me, protesting, however, tina,
we could find nothing In thcre.o
HE was wrong, however," said, "fol
You found that piece Of half burned pape1
which you have IN your hand" ,r-
Yes" faltered Captain Clayton. "You
"It is my profession to have sharp eyes,
ans answered: s..a: "WilI you permit me to s1-
He gave the scrap up reluctantly. Turn
ing In such way that the light Of the
messroom windows fell upon 1t, saw
call proof" Looking closer, perceived
that the words printed formed fragment
Of verse or two. have preserved Q copy
Of the fragment. Here 1t Is:
of golden day,
of moonlit night;
as autumn gay,
ing on my sight,
cease to meet,
break the spell
on memories sweet,
Farewell! FAREWELL
You win permit me to retain this"
said to Captain Clayton, who now was en-
abled to don his gray coat and cap.
"Of course" he said, but with hesita-
tion which mentally noted.
Having elected as much as possible from
this gentleman, found An opportunity OF
listening to his companion, Mr.. Bromley,
but the information received Tailed in
every particular. From him learned
that that Mr. Boryl was the son Of gentleman ,1a.sn
Of bank before his decease. Sydney had
spent much of his time in London, mixing
In good society, and winning the reIuta-
ton OF being something Of q poet. Upon
as s asan Of his onY n he o
erty left him. He still wrote verses and
amused himself by having them printed
for private circulation among his friends:
He had long been suitor for the hand OF
Miss Brooks. whose uncle lived in the
jected to him as a husband for his neice
after the loss of his fortune, and he was
finally rejected upon the circulation Of
certain rumors regarding the dissipated
nature of his life in London.
The sergeant Of police being on night
changing Of the guard on the ruins during
the night. Then, having sent messenger
for the coroner's attendance, walked
howeward with the sergeant, and greatly
to his amusement procured a constable to
watch Mr.: BsryIs house all night Next
The sergeant had not yet gone of duty,
and we both began to examine the interior
OF the old hut together. The rain had passed
Of, and the soft mud Of the night before
had become glutinous. Ithen demonstrated
four distinct individuals had entered the
place the night before; but while I aston
ished my companion was not q little
startled myself, for one Of the four indi-
viduals had almost certainly boon q
womsn.a woman with very small foot,
and the boots or shoes worn were Of the
most fashionable make, with very high and
pointed heels.
Having procured tbs boots worn by Cap
tain Clayton and Mr.. Bromley the night
before: and verified the imprints made by
none Of the ladies present at the break
fast had passed beyond the door OF the
building until they finally left by the front
door and front gate. As soon as Captain
Clayton made his appearance asked him
IL any one else had accompanied his friend
He answered, "No," pointedly, and when
said that there were clear and distinct
marks Of another pair Of masculine boots
or shoes, he cried:
"You are a most extraordinary fellow,
and 1t is, 1t seems to me, impossible to con-
my duty to speak out he continusd, With
q sigh. .'and yet feel as certain as am
that live and breathe that Sidney Beryi
is as innocent as I am"
Sydney Beryl" repeated. "What of
Il told you,". continued the Captain,
shat my friend and entered the ruined
hut together. Well, when we were about
to leave we saw another man enter by the
outer doorway. I pulled Bromley aside
into the shadow, and saw Beryl pass us.
paused for a moment to look out Of the
very opening from which you said last
night you thought the fatal shot had been
fired. We hurried out and got round
toward the gate by the left of the ruin.
when we met you. A moment afterwerd
must have come round by the other side."
HE very likely returned to see IL he had
dropped anv thing on his former visit to
the spot" murmured. "Did you notice
from what direction he came when you
first saw him"
"No," was the Captains reply, appar-
emily horrified at the web ! was weaving
around the verse-writing lover of Edith
Brooks.
"Do you think" proceeded to ask,
shat. supposing he were the figure you
to the highway in time to mingle with the
people who had gathered therep'
81 should think So" returned Captain
Clayton, particularly if he had vehicle
of some kind waiting"
procure the boots Mr.. Beryl wore last
night" murmured thoughtfully.
That will be unnecessary" q voice re-
piled. 1.-THE boots are here"
Looking up, saw Mr.. Beryl, pale and
worn.looking, standing in front Of us be-
hind the hut.
What do you want with them," he in
quired, proudly and with q sneer.
II wished to discover IL you had entered
this ruin last night" I replied, somewhat
"You will have no difficulty in that, be-
cause ! tell you did enter there last
might"
mo; only. once"
.'Indeed: Do you doubt my wordw
II do," returned.
sInsolent," he exclaimed
But proceeded with my examination
although was not altogether at my ease
regarding the Impressions of q woman's
shoes, as we'll as . little staggered by his
I must confess, was ex-
tremely like the manner OF an innocent
person falsely accused. At last I said:
1T is my duty to inform you that may
arrest you at any moment, without even
the formslity of ms magistrate's warrant"
II shall not run away" he said, fercsly,
turning upon his heel
mentally resolved that he would not
have the chance.
had him watched oil that day. In the
afterno Don one OF the printers he had been
In the habit Of employing discovered Q
proof OF Q poem called "Fare-
we'll" The type had long been broken up,
hut one of the verses ran:
"By the light OF golden day,
BY the charm OF mOOnlit night;
Though thour't cold ~ autumn gray,