Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-10-07
THE MYSTERY
HANSON CAB.
BY FERGUS O. HUME.
TCoNTINuED1

blu haflpk UNV1 SdPPiiOA WIN Whos 40 ~
quired, prepared to talk business.
az need hardly tell you how aoxious j
am to hear what you've got to say" he
said, leaning back in his chair, 'but j
may as well tell you that am satisfied
that know half your secret already"
Indeed" FITZGERALD locked Get 1nished,
Gin that case, l need not"
''Yes you need" retorted Gallon. ~
told You l only know half"
(which half?"
''Hum-rather difficult to answer-how-
ever, Ill tell You what know, and you
can supply all deficiencies. 1 am quite
rsady-go on-stop-" he arose and closed
tbs door carefully. "wtll" resuming his
seat, Mother Guitarsnipe died the other
night"
us she desd?''
AS q Goor-nail," answered Cation
calmly. "And horrible death. bed it was
her screams ring in my ears yet-but be
fore she died she sent for me, and said"
"what?"
''That she was the mother. of Rosanna
Moore"
'sYesp
"And that Sal Rawlins was Rosanna's
child"
"Aud the fatherP" said Brian, in low
voice.
"was Marx Frsttlby."
"Abp
And now what have You to tell me9"
Nothing
Netting" echoed Cation, surprised,
''then this is what Rosanna MORE told
yOu when she died?"
"Yesp'
''rnen why have you made such mys-
terry about III"
''You ask that, +" said Fitzgerald, looking
mp in surprise. ''If had told it, don't
Won see what difference it would have
made to &adgs?p
I'm sure l don't, rstorted the barrister,
completely mystifed. 81 suppose you
mean Frettlby's relations with Ro1anns
Moore; well, OF course, it was not q very
creditabls thing for her to have tesn Fret
tlby's mistress, but still"
His mistrsss?" said Fitzgerald, looking
up SHARPLY; then you don't know ALL"
'What 90 you mean-Was she not his
mistress?"
''No-his wifer'
Cation sprang to his feet, and gave cry
of surprise. His wife"
gerald nodded.
why, Mother Guttersnipedid not know
this-she thought Rosanna was his mis-
tres5."
HE kept his marriage secret, answered
Brian, and as his wife ran away with
someone else shortly afterwards he never
revealed it,"
az understand now" said the bsrTister,
slowly. For if Mark Frettlby was lawfully
married to Rosanna Moore-Madge is
illegitimate."
Yes, and she now occupies the place
which Sal RTwlins-or rather Sal Frettlby
Ought to-"
poor girl, ;" said Gallon, little sadly.
''But all this does not explain the mystery
of Whyte's murder"
81 will tell YOU that" said Fitzgerald,
quickly. "Wnen Rosanns left her hus-
band, she ran away to England with some
young fellow, and when he got tired of her
she returned 20 the stage, and became
famous 80 q burlesqus actress, under the
name of Musette. There she met Whyte,
~ your fiend found out, and they came
Olt here for the purpose OF extorting
MONEY from Frettlby. When they arrived
in Melbourne, RoSanna let Whyte do all
the busire $, and kept herself quiet. She
gave her marriage certificate to Whyte and
he had it on him the night he was murder
ed"
Then Gorby was right, interposed Cal
ton, eagerly. THE man to whom those
papers were valucl did murder Whytew
''Csn yOu doubt ii? And that man
was"
mot Mark Frettlby?" burst out Gallon.
SIN Gods name, not Mark Frettlby"
Brian nodded, "Yes, Mark Frettlbyw
There was q silence for few moments,
Cation being too much startled by the
revelation to say anything.
when did you discover this?" be
asked, after pause.
AT the time you first came to ses me
in prison." said BiiIp. 81 had no sus-
picion till then; but when you said Why te
was murdered tor the sake of certain pa
pars-knowing what they were and to
whom they were yalus bls-I Immediately
guessed that Mark Frettlby had killed
Whyte in order to obtain them, and keep
secret"
There can be no doubt Of it." said the
barrister, with o sigh. 80 this is the
reason Frettlby wanted Madge to marry
whyte-her hand was to be the price of
his silence. When he withdrew bis con-
sent, WHITE threatened him with ex.
posture. remember he left the house in
a very excited state on the night he was
murdered. Frettlby must have followed
him MP to town, got into the cab with him,
and after killing him with chloroform,
took the marriage certificate from his secret
pocket, and escaped"
Brian rose to his feet, and walked rapid
ly up and down the room.
Now you can understand what hell
nv life has been for the last few months,
he sid, knowing that he had committed
the crime; and yet had to sit with him,
eat with him, and drink with him, with
the Knowledge that he was q murderer,
and Msdgs-gOOd GOd-Madge, his daugh-
tsrp
Just then knock came to his door, and
Mrs. Sampson entered with . telegram,
which che handed to Brian. He tore IT
open as she withdrew, and CHANGING over
il, gave cry oftOrror, and left it futter
to his feat.
Cation turned rapidly on hearing his
CRY, and seeing him fall into chair with
q chastity white face, snstched mp tie tele-
gram and read it. Wkea he did so, his
face geT as pale and startled as Fitz-
gerald's and lifting his hand, he said
solemnly-
HIk IL thu indignant of Godp'
CHAPTER xxx.
Men, according to the old Greek, ''uere
the sport of the gods" who, euthroned on
hizh OLYMPUS, put evil desire into the