Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-12-26

And they both rolled together on the 5,oor.
 By G.! I'll make you pay for this" he hissed between his teeth, with a white de- spairing face. 'You can't prove anything
 Can't we?" said Calton, touching the con fession. "You arc wrong. This is the con- fession of Mark Frettlby made before he diedn
 Its d-d lie''
 "A jury will decide that" said barris- ter dryly. Meanwhile you Wi 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 go
 ''Stop" cried Moreland, fercely. 1T see that it is all up with me, so I'm not going to lie like coward. I've played for big stake and lost, but if I 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 Calton.
 ''After all" said Moreland, nonchalantly. taking no notice of this remark, ''I don't know that I'm sorry about it. I've had a hell upon earth since I killed Whyte"
 "Then you acknowledge your guilt2' said Brian quietly.
 Moreland shrugged his shoulders.
 II told you l wasn't a coward" he an swered, coolly. '7es, did it; it was Whyte's own fault. When I met him that night he told how Frettlby wouldn't let him marry his daughter, but said that he'd make him, and showed me the marriage certificate I thought if could only get it I'd make a 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 I 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, ''I shrunk back into the shadow, and when you passed ran up to Whyte as the cabman was putting him into the hansom He took me for you so I didn't undeceive him, but I swear l had no idea of murdering Whyte when I got into the cab I tried to get the papers, but he wouldn't let me, and com menced to sing out. Then thought of the chloroform in the pocket of his coat, which was wearing. pulled it out, and found that the cork was loose Then I took out Whyte's handkerchief, which was also in the coat, and emptied the bottle on it, and put it back in my pocket. I again tried to get the papers, without using the chloroform but couldn't so clapped the handkerchief over his mouth and he went off after 0 few minutes, and got the papers. I thought he was only in sensible, and it was only when I saw the newspaper that I knew he was dead stopped the cab in St. Kilda road, got out and caught another cab, which was going to town. Then got out at Powlett street, took off the coat, and carried it over my arm. went down George street, toward the Fitzroy gardens, and having hid the coat up tree, where l suppose you found it," to Kilsip, 'I pCp yn6 Eva ID1,a ell ,,jo but
 "You're caught at last," finished Kilsip, quietly.
 Moreland fell down in a chair, with an air of utter wearineSs and lassitude.
 "No man can be stronger than Destiny" he said, dreamily II have lost and you have won; so life is chess board, after all, and we are the puppets of Fate.n
 TO RE eONTINITFD.