Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-05-22

statements were printed was all the more intense because of the fact that the money for which Mr. Carson had been murdered was intended to be used in the payment of his workmen, many of whom were ill sore need on account of the dis aster at the mill, which had brought death and suffering into their families.
 Although Philip Carson was not yet dead, the newspapers all said he had been murdered, because at the time the reports were written he was uncon- scious and not expected to recover. His deep suffering Three of the best doctors in the city were there moving mysteriously about his couch, and doing all that medical skill could accomplish to save the life of the stricken millionaire
 Zelda Carson, the beautiful daughter and favorite child of the dying man. seemed to have grown permaturely old in few short hours. The gay, girIsh spirit which made her life so sunny, and through which she had become the cen ter of a circle of friends, deserted her. and she was now serious earnest wo- man, who had suddenly become acquaint- efi with great sorrow.
 While the doctors were attending her father in his room, and everything was done that she could think of for his benefit, Zelda sent for the coachman, James Harkins, and calling him into the study that had been the scene of the tragedy, closed the door carefully, and said.
 James, l believe you are the only person who got a good look at the man that ran along the corridor from this room, after the crime was committed"
 < think saw who it was, Miss Car son" said Harkins, with some hesita- tion.
 And you know the man?",
 "Yes; it was Clarence"
 Before he could finish the sentence Zelda, who had turned pale, raised her hand in warning, and said:
 "Hush :! Say no more; you are mista- ken,'
 Harkins read her meaning at glance. He was one of those devoted, faithful fellows who would rather suffer them selves than inflict pain upon those to whom they become attached by years of service, and so he said:
 Ut is quite possible, Miss Carson, that I was mistaken. It was no easy matter to distinguish faces in that light
 ''Harkins," she said, laying her hand on his arm, ''dont breathe word of your suspicion to a soul, Our sorrow Is already great, but if to this there should be added the disgrace implied in your words, it would kill me. I feel that could not endure it."
 Harkins understood. He saw that Zelda was swayed by violent emotion, and he felt that greater than her present sorrow would be that inflicted by the disgrace of letting the world know that this black deed had been done by her own cousin, her fathers cherished nep- hew.
 "Your will shall be law with me in this matter" said the faithful HaIkins who would be glad to see Clarence Car son captured and punished for his crime, were it not that he now knew how deep would be the pain it would inf1ict on Zelda.
 Harl1ins was confident of Clarence Car; sons guilt. He felt that there could be him running away from the study i'm
  this view of the case was strengthened by the fact that the spendthrift nephew had disappeared on the very morning that the crime had been committed. Yet Harkins vowed to be silent, for Zelda's sake, because he did not like to see the family afflicted in it's bereavement by great disgrace.
 Nothing more was said on the subject just then, and Harllins was about tC leave the study, when Zelda's younger sister May knocked at the door and said that MT. Eckert, their fathers confiden- tial book-keeper, desired to see her.
 Zelda had some time previous conceiv- ed strong aversion for Eckert, because of his marked and persistent attention to her. He was one of those insinuatins fellows who know how to combine audsL city with caution, and he had availed himself, on two or three occasions, while waiting at Zelda's house to meet her fath- CT on business, of the opportunity to play the role of the gallant. On each occasion he had been repulsed with becoming dignity, but he always tried to laugh away his discontinue with a sinister smile.
 Tom Eckert was q man of medium height and uncertain age. His hair was black and cut short, and his moustache was always carefully waxed.
 Although frequent visitor at Dick Dawson's gambling-room, he managed to maintain the reputation of being model young man, and stood high in MT. Carsons confidence.
 Harkins never liked him, and when he entered the study in response to Miss Carsons invitation, the coachman gave him look that was full of meaning. He received in return a contemptuous glance that was as quick and poisonous as a serpents sting. But the cloud clear. ed quickly from Eckert's face as he ad. vanced to where Zelda stood, to offer her his sympathy and his assistance in any way that she might think he could be useful.
 ssMy dear Miss Carson," he began, need hardly tell you how it pains me to f,tl 1>air ,f,