Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1886-10-02

for tele .raphing to m, from Norway as you
did. What, in short, made you suspect foul
play in tho case of Mr.. M~auleverer."
"Tell ME first" I cried im%ploringly, show
Miss Stancliffs is. You have seen her. How
does she bear this frightful calamity For
give me, but I am deeply interested in her."
~ am afraid I must not answer many
questions, MI. Fenton," he responded; sbut
Think may tell you that the young lady
is we'll in health, and that she bears her mis-
fortunes with courage. She was a little up
set at first, and did not seem to understand
what had happened; but she was a great
deal better before I left her in charge Of the
matron Of the prison"
covered my face with my hands to try to
conceal the emotion that I felt. It is not in
words to describe what I suffered. There
was one question 1 longed to put to the chief
constable-and dare not. That was whether
Daisy's arrest was due to the hint l had
given him.
snow, Mr.. Fenton," he resumed, II think
we had better get to business. have asked
you TO tell me frankly what it was that put
it into your head that Mr.. Mauleverer died
of poison"
told him hurriedly all that I knew-or
rather that I had suspected. I thought that
if I laid everything before him. he would see
with ME how impossible it was that Daisy
could be implicated in the horrible charge,
and how strong was the evidence against
Flinter. Yes, when I had old my story, I
was but too conscious of the weakness of my
own case. What did it oil amount to? That
a mailman whom I met in the railway train,
and OF whose identity I knew nothing, had
declared that murder was about to be done
9t tho hill onI fbok 7 loJ Fo,,,,I ~, 1oo,J
the Golden Hawk a volume which had evil
IDENTIFY been used for the pose of studying
the symptoms of poisoning by strychnia.
Eastmeal listened to me with close atten-
ton while / told my tale, but it was not UNI
til l mentioned strychnia that his interest
seemed to be really awakened.
"You said nothing about that in your tele-
gram to me-"
"No, l only thought it necessary to give
youa general warming"
And have you heard-has anybody told
you the result of the post mortems"
II have heard nothing beyond tho bare
fact Of Miss Stancliffe's arrest"
"Ah; then / do not know whether you will
or will not be surprised to hear that the
autopsy has shown that Mr.. Mauleverer UNI
doubleday died from poisoning by s%trychnia."
"Then," l said, eagerly, "do you not see
how clear it is that Fiinter must be the
guilty persons"
"You jump to conclusions in a surprising
manner, sir. Why, Flinter, by your own
showing, was somewhere up in the Arctic
ocean at the time the poison was admins
tered to Mr.. Maulevcrer. As Tor the book,
you have not even shown that it belonged to
him. OF course he may lave been all accom-
plice of the real murderer, but for that muir
derer we are bound to look, not on board tho
Golden Hawk, but at Great I,orton Hall or
i'll the immediate neighborhooi."
"And was there nobody else whom you
could suspect, without inflicting this degra-
dation upon u woman for whose innocence I
could vouch with my life?!'
Il see you are deeply interested in the
lady, Mr.. Fenton, and certainly she is q
beautiful creaturc-as bonny a lass as l ever
saw. | felt real sorry for her this morn
ing. But | am afraid l must tell you we
have not arrested Miss Staacliffe on mere
suspicion"
"In heavens lame, what do you means' /
demanded.
"Well, you nave been quite frank with me,
Nj. Fenton, and l shall be equally frank
with you. We lave discovered, FIRST, as I
have told you, that Mr.. Mauleverer was poi
soned by strychnia, and next that Miss
Stancliffe had poison of that description In
her possession shortly before his death"
"But even so-granting that she had tho
poison, of which I know nothing-it must
have been got for some innocent purpose"
"Oh, that's q matter Of course" he an
swered, i'll a ~jocular tone. "When you arc
going to poison one Of your friends, you
don't go the chemists and say: Give mo a
dose of ,strychnia that may get rid of old
for. Miss stanclifre was like everybody
else. When she bought the poison she
bought it for the benefit of the rats"
"But ! assure you, I myself know that
Lortol Hall swarmed with rats. heard it
from Miss Stancliffe's own lips while l was
there"
Perhaps so; but it is unfortunate that It
is not the rats, but Mr.. Mauleverer, who has
been killed. But l think we must wait q
little before discussing this question. I shall
be very glad If the poor young lady can be
proved innocent. As for the story you nave
told me, I think we must now try and lay
ho!d of Gregson. He may not be a prophet.
but at all events we must admit that he
made q lucky hit when he declared that muir
der would tie done at Great Lorton."
"But may it not have been a case of sui
cider
"No," replied the chief constable, with en-
phasis. II have thought IL all over, and !
cannot make it into suicide. You may de.
pend upon it that it is a case of murder if it is
anything at all"
The night was now far advanced, but
could not leave him until l had learned
something as to the possibility Of my being
allowed to see Daisy. He told me that, II
she herself desired it, be thought an inter-
view between us might be managed without
difficulty, and he promised to do everything
in his power to further my wishes. I left
him with an mistaken belief in my darling's
innocence, but oppressed by the conviction
thai the evidence against her was strong,
and that it was upon my wretched head
that the responsibility for her present
position must rest.
l passed a night Of sleepleks agony at the
hotel AND here let me say that If / utterly
fail to bring home to the mind of my reader
all that I suffered and continued to suffer
after learning the news Of Daisy'a arrest, il
Is not because I failed to realize my own
share in that terrible event, nor because ]
was not bowed down to the earth with grief
and remorse at the thought Of the injury
which I had unwittingly done to her. But
my dnGy now ID not 10 dwell upon my
WI feelings or to tell how 1 grew per
eeptibly older in q few hours; how before
Daisy was brought to trial my hair wa,
streaked with white, and my haggard fact
was hardly to be recognized by those WHIT
had known me before. I have to continue
the story Of that strange series Of event.
which must be forever connected In my
memory with the great tragedy Of our lives
Let the reader, then, try to understand