Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-10-07

the doctor in dszed folt of way. Macge
dangerously ill--perhaps dying. what Il
she did die, and he lost the true hearieo
woman who stood 30 roSly by him In MS
trouble.
"Cheer mp, F" said Chinston, pattiDg him
on the shoulder; while there's life there's
fops, and whatever human aid can 90 10
save her will be done"
Brian grasped the DOCTORS hand In 81
lance, his heart being too full to speak.
"How did Frettlby die ?" asked Cation
"Heart disease,n said Chinston. his
heart was very much affected, as discov-
cred week or so ego. 1t appears he was
wall log in his sleep, and entering tne
drawing room he alarmed Miss Frettloy,
who screamed and must have touched MN.
He awoke suddenly, and tho natural con-
sequences ftllowed he dropped down
dead
"Wbat alarmed Miss Fre.tlby ?" asked
Brian in q low voice, covering his lace
with his hand.
"rhe sight of her father walking in his
sleep, I suppose" said Chinston, button
ing his glove, '.and the shock of his death,
which took place indirectly through her,
accounts for the brain fever"
"Madpe Frettlby is not the woman TO
scream and waken somnsn nlist, said
Cation decidedly, knowing as she did the
danger. There must be some other rea-
son." -,
"This young woman will tell you all
about it." said Chinston, noddlpg to-
ward Sal, who entered the room at this
moment ''She was present, and since
then has managed things admirably; and
now 1 must CO." he said, shaking hands
with Cation and Fitzgerald. keep up
your heart, my boy; P!l pull her through
yet" ,s
After the doctor had gone, Cation turned
sharply to Sci Rawlins, who stood waiting
to bs addressed. IN
well" he said byiskly, can you tell
rs what startled Mics Frettlby" -,
II can, sir" abe answered, quietly. Il
was in the drawing room when MIR.
Frettlby died-but-we had better 60 up
to the study"
"Why?" asked Gallon, in surprise, as
be and Fitzgerald followed her up stsirs.
because, ,i-," she said, whsn they
had entered the study and she had locked
the door, II don't want anyone but your
selves to know what tell you"
"More mystery" muttered Gallon, as he
glanced at Brain, and took his seat at the
escritoire.
"Mr. Frettlby went to bed early last
night" said Sal, calmly, land Miss
Madge and 1 were together in the drawing
room, when he entered, walking in his
sleep, carrying some paper" ,
Both Cation and Fitzgerald started, and
the latter grew pale.
He came down the room and spread out
the paper on the table where the lamp was.
Miss Madgs bent forward to see what 1t
was. tried to stop her, but it was too
late. She gave scream and fell ON the
floor. In doing 80 che happened to touch
her father. He awoke, and fell down
dead"
sand the papers?n asked Gallon, nm
easily.
Sal did not answer, but producing them
from her pocket, laid them in his hands.
Brian bent forwsrd as Calteu opened the
envelope in silence, but both gave vent to
an exclamation of horror at seeing the GER
tifcste of marriage which they knew Ro-
sauna Moore had given 10 Whyte. Their
worst suspicious were confirmed, and Brian
turned away his head, afraid to meet the
barristei's eye. The latter folded up TIE
papers thoughtfully and put them in bis
pocket. v.,
"You know what these art?" he asked
Sal, eyeipg her keenly.
~ could hardly help knowing" sbe an,
swered. at proves that Rosanna Moore
was Mr.. Frettlby's wife, and"- She hes
itated.
go on," said Brian, in harsh tone,
looking up.
"And they were the papers she gave Mr.
Whyte."
"Well?"
Sal was silent for q moment, and then
looked up with flush.
"Yuu nteln't to think Pm going tc
split" she said, indignantly recurring te
her Bourke street slspg in the excitement
of tie moment. ~ know what you know,
but s'elp me = I'll bs as silent as the
grave"
THANK you," said Brian, fervently,
taking her hand; 81 know You love bel
too we'll to betray this terrible secret"
~ would be a nice nm, would" said
Sal, with scorn, after her lifting me out o.
the gutter, t, round on heT-s poor CIR
like me, without a friend or relative, now
Grams dead"
Gallon looked up quickly. 1t was plair
Sal was quite ignorant that Rosanns
Moore was her mother. So much the bet
ter; they would keep her in ignorance
perhaps not altogether, but it would be
folly to undeceive her at present.
ssPm goin' to Miss Madge now," sht
said, going to the door, land wont set
yau again; she's getting lightheaded, and
might let it out; but I'll not let any ont
in but myself" aud so saying she left The
room.
Cast thy bread upon the waters," SAID
Cation oracularly. 1.-THE kindness O
Miss Frettleby to that poor waif is already
bearing fruit-gratitude is the rarest o
qualities, rarer even than modesty."
Fitzgerald made no answer, bet stared
out of the window, and thought of hi
darling being sick unto death, and he coulC
do nothing 10 save her.
"Well," said Caltop, sharply.
"Ob, beg your pardon" said Fitzger
aid, turning in confusion. "Isuppose TIT
will must be read, and all that sort o
thing"
Yes" answered the barrister; II an
one of the exe,utors."
"Aud the others?"
yourself and Chinstop, answered Cal
ton; ''so suppose" turning to the desk
I'VE can look at his papers, and see thai
all is straight"
"Yes, suppose so, replied Brian, me
chemically, his thoughts far away, aud
then be turned again TO the window
Suddenly Cation gave vent 10 an exclsma
ton of surprise, ard, turning hastily
Brian saw him holding a thick roll o.
papers in his hand which he had taken out
of the drawer.
'Lcok here, Fitzgerald" he raid,
greatly excited, "here is Frettloy's con
fession-lookw and he held it up.
Brian spraug forward in establishment
So at last the hanson cab mystery was tc
be cleared up. These sheets, no doubt,
contained the whole narration of the crime
and how it was committed.
I'VE will read it, Of course" he said,