Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-10-07
CHAPTER XXXH.
DE MoRTUIs NIL NISI BoNUM

DR.. Chinston had received Cations tele.
gram, and was 'nsideratly aston sh; d
thereat. He was still more so when, on
arriving q. the Office at the time appointed
he foard Cation and Fitzgerald were rot
alone, but third man whom he had rever
seen was with them. This latter Gallon
Introduced to him as Mr.. Kilsip, of the de.
tective office, fact which began to make
the worthy doctor uneasy, as lie cold not
divine the meaning If the presence CT a
detective. However, he made no remark,
but to k the seat hsHled to him by Mr..
Calt-n and prepared to listen. Calton
licked the door of the office, and then
went back to his desk, having the her
three seated before him in q kind Of semi
circle
"In the first place" said Cation to the
doctor, II have to inform You that you are
one of the executors under the will of the
late Mr.. Frettlby, and that is why
asked you 10 come here to-day. The other
executors are Mr.. Fitzgerald and myself "
ooh, indeed" murmured the doctor,
politely.
"And now" said Gallon, looking at
him, "do you remember the hansom cab
murder, which caused such o sensation
some months sgo?"
eyes, do" replied the doctor, rather
astonished. "But what has that to do
with the wili?'
Nothing to do with the will" answered
Cation, gravely, "but the fact is Mr.. Fret.
tlby was implicated in the sffsir."
DR.. Chinston glanced inquiringly at Bri-
an, but that gentleman shook bis head.
'It's nothing to do with my arrest" he
ssid, sadly.
"What Go you mean9" he gasped, push
ing bick his chair. How was he impli.
cated?"
THAT I cannot tell you" answered
Gallon. until read his confession"
"Abr' said Kilsip, becoming very at
tentive.
eyes," said Gallon, turning to Kilsip,
"your hunt OTTER Moreland is wild goose
chase, for the murderer Of Oliver Whyte is
discovered"
Discovered cried Kilsip and the doc
tor in one breath.
yes, and bis name is Mark Frettlby."
Kilsip shot a glance of disdsin out Of
his bright black eyes and gave low laugh
of disbelief but the doctor pushed back
his chair furiously and arose to his feet.
This is monstrous, he cried, in rage.
81 won't sit still and hear this accusation
against my dead friend"
UNFORTUNATELY, it is too tue" said
Brian, sadly.
"How dare You say sc?" sid Chinston,
turning agrily on him. "And you going
to marry his daughter"
There is only one way to settle the
question, said Gallon, coldly." We must
read his confession"
"But why the detective!" asked the
doctor, ungraciously, as he took his seat
reluctantly.
"Bscause want him to hear for him
self that Mr.. Frettlby committed the
crime, and that he may keep it quiet
"Not till I've arrested him, " said Kilsip,
determinealy.
"But he's dead" said Brian.
"Im speaking of Roger More'and," re-
torted Kilsip. ''For he and no other muir
dered Oliver Whyte."
chats much more likely story"
Cbinston said.
IL tell you no" said Cation, vehement
". "God knows l would like to preserve
Mark Frettlby's good name, and it is with
this Object have brought you all together.
| will read the confession, and when you
know the truth l want you all to keep 81
lent about it, as Mark Frettlby is dead
and the publication Of his crime can do no
good to any one"
II know" resumed Cation, addressing
the detective, that you arc fully con-
WINGED in your own mind that you are
right and am wrong, but what if tell
YOU that Mark Frettlby died holding those
very papers for the sake of which the
crime was committed"
Kilsip's face heightened considerably.
What were the papers?"
THE marriage certificate Of Mark Frettl-
by and Rosanna Moore, the woman VINO
died in the back slum."
Kilsip was fe,dom sstonished, but he
was this time, while DR.. Chinston fell back
in his chair and looked ut the barrister with
q dazid sort of expression.
"And what's more" went on Cation,
triumphantly. do you know that More
land went to Frettiby two nights ago and
obtained certain sum for hush money!"
"wbatw cried Kilsip.
"Yes; Moreland, IN coming out Of the
hote', evidently saw Frettlby, and threat
ened to expose him unless he paid for bis
silence"
every strange" murmured Kilsip to
himself, with disappointed look on his
face. 'tBut why did Moreland keep still 20
lone?'
81 cannot tell you" replied Cation,
''but no doubt the confession will explain
sll."
s'Then for heavens sake read ID, !" broke
in DR.. Chinston, impstiently. 'Pm quite
in the dark, and all your talk Is Greek TO
me-"
zone mon eat," said Kilsip, dragging
bundle from under his chair, and unity
ing it. eff you arc right, what about
this ?'' and be he'd up q light coat, very
much soiled and weather worn.
'whose is that ?" asked Cation, startled.
s'Net Wbyte'sf"
s'Yes, Whyte's," repeated Kilsip, with
oxa.t .pt;,faefion sI found n In tho