Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-12-22

owing 70 the exce{ienI ul1uaget1SuG of Sal RaNvlins She had taken the com n,and in everything, aAdsalthough the serv ants, knowing her antecedesNs, were disposed to resent her doing so. yes such we're her ad- ministrative powers and strong will that they obeyed her implicitly Mark Frettlby's body had been taken Ip to his bedroom, Madge had been put to beA and Dr. Chinston and Brian ssnt for. Whau they arrived they could not help expressing their admiration at the capital way in which Sal Rawfins had managed things
 "SheT clever girl, .thsh" whispered Cal ton to Fitzgerad, "Curfous thing she should have taken up her proper position in her fathers house Fate is a deal cleverer than we moreals think her."
 Brian was about tc, reply when pr. Chin ston entered the room His face was very grave, and Fitzgerald looked at him in alarm
 "Madge-Miss Frettlsy,s he faltered
 ''Is very i'll" replied the doctor; has an attack of brain fever. can't answer for the consequences yet"
 Brian sat dowa on ths sefa and stared at the doctor in dazed sort of way. Madge dangerously in-perhaps dying. What if she did die, and he lost the true hearted woman who stood so nobly by him in his troublef
 "Cheer up," said Chinston, batting him on the shoulder; .'while thsre>s life there's hope, and whatever human aid can do to save hen will be done"
 Brian grasped the doctors hand in silence, his heart, being too full tospeak.
 How did Frettlby dieg' asked Cation
 Heart disease" said Chinston. "His heart was very much affected, ass discovered week Of so ago It rappears he was walking in his sleep, and entering the drawing room he alarmed Miss Frettlby, who screamed and must have touched him. Heawoke suddenly, and the natural consequences followed-he dropped down dead"
 What alarmed Miss FrettlbyP' asked Brian in a low voice, covering his face with his hand
 "The sight of her father walking in his sleep, suppose" said Chinston, buttonins his glove, ''and the shock of his death, which took place indirectly through her. accounts for the brain fever"
 bs "Madge Frettlby is not the woman to scream and waken a somnambulist," said Cation, decidedly knowing as she did the danger, There must be some other reason.
 ''This young woman will tell you all about it." said Chfnston, nodding toward Sal, who entered the room at this moment "She was present, and since then has managed things ] admirably; and now l must go," he said, shaking hands with Cation and Fitzgerald Keep up your hea1 my eoy' I'll pull her
 After the doctor had gone, Calton turned sharply to Sal Rawlins, who stood waiting to be addressed.
 Well" he said bffskly, 'scan you tell us what startled Miss FrettlbyT'
 II can, sir" she answered, quietly. 'I twas in the drawing room when Mr. Frettlby died -but-we had better go up to the study"
 "Why"' asked Calton, in surprise, as he and Fitzgerald followed beR up stairs
 Because, sir" she said, when they had en tered the study and she had locked the door, ''l don't want ahy one but yourselves to know what tell you"
 More mystery,n muttered' Cation, as he glanced at Brian, and took his seat at the escritoire
 "Mr Frettlby went to bed early last night" said Sal, calmly, "and Miss Madge and I-were talking together in the drawing room, when he entered, walking in his Sleep. carrying some Papers"-
 Both Cation and Fitzgerald started, and the latter grey pale
 He came down the room aud spread out paper on the table where the lamp was. Miss Madge bent 'forward to see what it was. l tried to stop her, but it was too late She gave scream and fell on the floor. h do ing so she happened to touch her father. He awoke, and fell down dead.n
 And the papefss" asked Cation, uneasily Sal did not answer. but producing them from her poclast, laid them in his hands.
 Brian bent forward as CaIton opened the envelope in silence, but'both save vent to an exclamation of horror at seeing the certif cate of marriage which they knew Rosanna Moore had given to Whyts, Their worst suspicious were condrlnad, and Brian turned 1 hicf of kn xho Ao~ eye The latter folded up the papers thought | fully and put them in>his pscket
 "You know what these aEaE': he asked Sal eyeing her keenly,
 ''l could hardly 6eip knowing" she an swered. ''It proves-that RQsanna Moore wa. MT. Frettlby's wife, and"---- She hesi tated. 5,
 ing up.
 Whyte"
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 Sal was silent for a moment, and ther looked ap with flush
 "You needn't think I'm going to split, she said, indignantly, recurring to hel Bourke,ssreet slang in the excitement of tn, moment "l know what you know; but s'ell me G- I'll be as silent as the grave"
 "Thank you," said Brisn, fsrvently, takin, her hand; Ii know you love her too well t. betray this terrible secret"
 "l would be nice un', kwould," said Sal with'scorn, "after her lifting me out of tn gutter, t.o round on her-a poor girl like me without friend or relative, now Gran dead"
 Cation looked up quickly. It was plai Sal was quite ignorant that Rosanna Moor was her mother. So much the better; the would keep her in ignorance, perhaps not al together, but it would be- folly to undeceiv her at present.
 "Tm goin' 10 Miss Madge now," she said going to the door, "and 1 won't see yo again; she's getting lightheaded, and migh let it out; but I'll not ies any one ip but my self," and so saying she teft. the room .. "Cast thy bread upou the waters" !" said Ca ton oracularly. ''The kindness of Miss Ere tlby to that poor waR is alneady bearin
 fruit-gratitude is the rarest of Qualitie
 rarer even than modesty." Fitzgerald made no answeR, but stared ou : of the window, and thought of his darlin lying sick unto death. and he could do notl , ing to save her.
 .. "Well," said Calton; sharply. ' ''Oh, beg your pardon" said Fitzgerald , turning in confusion. "I suppose the wi D, must be read, and all that sort of thing" "Yes," answered theharrister; ''I am ones the executors"
 "And the othersio , "Yourself and Chinsson,:s answered Caltor T II