Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-12-13

And they both roted together on tae Jhoor
"By CT I'll make you pay for this" he
hissed between his teeth, with a white de
spairing face "You can't prove anything"
Cant wcr said Calton, touching the con
fession. ''You are wrong. This is the con-
fession of Mark Frettlby made before be
died"
sits id lie."
"A jury will decide that" said the barris
ter dryly, Meanwhile You will pass the
night in the Melbourne Jail"
"Ahl Perhaps they'll give ME the same
cell as you occupied" said Moreland, with a
hard laugh, turning to Fitzgerald. II should
like it for its old associations"
Brian did not answer him, but, picking up
his hat and gloves, prepared to 60
"Stop!" cried Moreland, fercely. II see
| that it is all up with me, so I'm not going to
lie like a coward. I've played for big stake
and lost, but if hadn't been such fool I'd
have cashed that check next morning, and
been far away by this time"
"It would certainly have been WISER" said
| Caton.
After all" said Moreland, nonchalantly,
taking no notice of this remark, IL don't
| know that I'm sorry about it. I've had
hell upon earth since | killed Whyte."
''Then you acknowledge your guiltF said
Brian, quietly.
Moreland shrugged his shoulders.
II told YOU | wasn't coward he an
swered, cooly. "Yes did it; it was Whyte's
own fault When met him that might he
told how Frettlby wouldn't let him marry his
daughter, but said that he'd make him, and
showed me the marriage certificate l
thought if could only get it I'd make nice
little pile out of Frettlby over it, so when
Whyte went on drinking did not After he
had gone out Of the hotel, | put on his coat,
which he left behind. | saw him standing
near the lamp post, and Fitzgerald come up
and then leave him When you came down
the street." he went on, turning to Fitzgerald
81 shrunk back into the shadow, and when
you passed ran up to Whyte as the cabmar
was putting him into the hanson. He tool
me for YOU SO didn't undeceve him, but
swear | had no idea of numbering Whytt
when | got ins) the cab tried to get the
PAPERS, but he wouldn't let me, and com
menced to sing out Then thought Of th'
chloroform in the pocket of his coat, which
was wearing. Ipulled it out, and found tina
the cork was loose Then took out Whyte'
handkerchief, which was also in the coat, ant
emptied the bottle on it, and put it back il
my pocket again tried to get the palw'@
without using the chloroform, but conl,In
so | clapped the handkerchief over his no1Lu
and he went off after few minutes, and
got the papers ! thought lie was only IL
sensible, and it was oa!y when saw til
newspaper that ! knew he was dead.
stopped the cab in st. kilda road, got out an
caught another cab, which was going {
town. Then got out at Powlett street, too
off tEe coat, and carried it over my arm.
went down George street, toward the Fitzro
gardens, and having hid the coat up tree
where suppose you found it," to kilsip, It
walked homo-so I've done you all nicely
butt
"Youre caught at last" finished Kilsil
quietly.
Moreland fell down in chair, with an a
of utter WEAKNESS and lassitude.
'No man can be stronger than Destiny
he said, dreamily II have lost and yc
have won, S. life is chess board, after al
and we are the puppets Of Fate"
He refused to utter another word; SO, lea
ing Calton and Kilsip with him, Brian al
the doctor went out and hailed cab
drove up to the entrance Of the court whe
Cations office was, and then Morelan
walking as if in dream, left the room, al
got into the cab, followed by Kilsip.
g "Do you know" said Chinston, though
! fully, as they stood and watched the CT
Q drive off, do you know what the end
that man will be"
at requires no prophet to foretell that
said Calton, dryly "He viii be banged"
: "No, be won't, retorted the doctor, q
will commit suicide"