Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-12-18


 pie completed the party They had all gon,
 off to the billiard room, and left Madge ir
 her comfortable chair half asleep
 Suddenly, she started as she heard a ster
 behind her, and turning, saw Sal Rawlins, ir | the neateSt of black gowns, with coquettisf | whlte cap and apron, and an open book The
 fact is, Madge had been so delighted with
 Sal for saving Brians life that she had taken
 her into her service as maid Mr. Frettlby
 had offered strong opposition at first that a | 1aiien woman like Sal should be near his daughter; but Madge determined to rescue the unhappy girl from the life of sin she was | leading, and so at last he reluctantly con- sented. Brian, too, had objected, but ulti- mately yielded, as he saw that Madge had set her heart on it. Mother Guttersnipe ob- Jected at first, characterizing the whole affair as "blarsted umbug," but she, likewise, gave Tn, and Sal became maid to Miss Frettlby. who immediately set to work to remedy Sails defective education by teaching her to read The book she held in her hand was a spelling book and this she handed to Madge.
 II think knows it now, miss," she said respectfully, as Madge looked up with smile
 Do you, indeedg' said Madge, gayly. "You will be able to read in no time, Sai.n
 Read this9" said Sal, touching 'sTristan: A Romance, by Zoe"
 Hardly" said Madge, picking it up with look of contempt. "I want you to learn English, and not a confusion of tongues like this thing. But it's too hot to do lessons. Sal" she went on, leaning back in her seat. 50 get a chair and talk to men
 Sal complied, and Madge looked out on the brilliant flower beds, and at the black shadow or the tall witch elm which grew on one side oi the lawn: She wanted to ask 8 certain question of Sal, and did not know how to do It. The moodiness and irritability of Brian had troubled her very much of late, and, with the quick instinct of her sex. she asoribed it indirectly to the woman who had died in the back slum. Anxious to share his troubles and tighten his burden, she deter mlned to ask Sal about this mysterious wo- man. and find out if possible, what secret had been told to Brian, which affected him so deeply.
 Sal" she said, after short pause, turn Ing her clear gray eyes on the woman, II want to ask you something"
 The other shivered and turned pale.
 "About-about thatg'
 Madge nodded
 She hesitated for moment, and then flung herself at the feet Of her mistress
 "1 will tell you," she cried. "You have been kind to me, an have right to know, will tell you all know"
 Then" asked Madge, firmly, as she ciasped her hands tightly together, "who was thls woman whom Mir. Fitzgerald went to see, and where did she come fromr'
 Gran' an me found her one evenin' in Little Bourke street." answered Sal "iust near the theatre. She was quite drunk an, we took her home with us"
 How kind of you" said Madge
 "Oh, 1t Wasn5 that" replied the other ufyiy Gran wanted her clothes; she was awful swell dressed"
 "And she took the clothes--how wickedp
 Amy one would have done it down our way" answered Sal, indifferently; "hut Gran' changed her mind whS,. she got her home. went out to get some gin for Gran. and when came hack she was huggin' and kissin' the woman"
 "She recognized her?'
 "1es, l spose so," replied Sal, "an' next mornin, when the lady got square, she made grab at Gran, am hollered out, I was comin' to see you.'"
 "And thenFi
 Gran chucked me out of the room, an they had long jaw; and then, when come back, Gran tells me the lady is a-eoin, to stay With us cause she was ill, and sent me for Mr. Whyte,"
 "And he camem
 "Oh, yes-often," said Sal. "He kicked up a row when he first turned up. but when he found she was ill, sent a doctor: but it warnt no good. She was two weeks with us, and then died the mornin' she saw Mir. 
 "I suppose MT. Whyte was in the habit of talking to this woman?"
 "Lots," returned Sal; ttbut he always turned Gran sn' out of the room afore he 1 started% "Andh-h -hesitating-''did you ever over hear one of these conversations?'
 4es-one," answered the other, with a nod. II got riled at the way he cleared us | out of our room; and once, when he shut the l door and Gran went off to get some gin. I | sat down at the door and listened. He | wanted her to give up some papers, and she | wouldn't She said she'd die first. But at | last he got lem, and took lem away with l him." 'Did you see them4' asked Madge. as the assertion of Gorby that Whyte had been murdered for certain papers flashed across her mind Rather" said Sal; "I was looking through a hole in the door, an she takes 'eln from un- Ter her piller, an' e takes 'em to a table, where the candle was, an looks at 'em-they were in a large blue envelope, with writing on t ln red ink-then he puts 'em in his pocket, md she sings out: You'll lose 'em.' an @ " N' H'S, | H oA"ay nave SlIl WlCu me, an i @ wants 'em 'en have to kill me fust afore le gifts 'em.'"
 And you did not know who the man was o whom the papers were of such inpor- lncep
 "No, didn't; they never said no names.n And when was it Whyte got the papers2n About week before he was murdered,n aid Sal after a moments thought. "An' liter that he never turned up again She leps watching for him night am day, an' cause he didn't come got mad at him. hear Ter sayin', You think you've done with me, ny gentleman, an leaves me here to die, but I'll spoil your little game an' then she wrote hat letter to MT. Fitzgerald and brouehS Jim to her, as you know"
 ''Yes, yes" said Madge, rather impatiently. I heard all that at the trial, but what con- 'srsation passed between Mr. Fitzgerald and his womana Did you hear it?"
 "Bits of it," replied the other, s'I didn't pitt in court, cause I thought the lawyer would be down on me for listening. The fust hing heard Mir Fitzgerald sayin' was You're mad-it ain't true,' an she ses, 'S'elp ne God, it is; Whytes got the proof au' , hen he sings out. My poor girl am she ses, Will you marry her nowP and ses he, I will: ' love her more than ever,' and then she 1akes grab at him, and ses, 'Spile his game you can,' and ses he, Whats yer nameP n she sesn-- "What~ asked Madge, breathlessly, ltt