Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1890-06-20

bright eyes, then with arsigh he lay down
and prepared to listen.
Tell me what you wish, ne said lan-
guidly, and if possible viii do what
you require.
WheTeupOn Dowker told him the story
OF the Jermyn street murder, the elOpe-
ment Of Lady BalscOmbs, and the rea-
sons ne had for believing that the two
incidents we're connected in some mys-
ferrous way. He also informed him OF
the arrest Of BIyles Desmond, and Of the
doubts he entertained concerning his
criminality.
At the conclusion DieksfalI was silent
Tor minute, then turned toward the de-
teotlve and clasped his thin fingers nerY-
Ously together.
I am proud man. he said, with
touch OF pathOs, and do not care about
telling the world my private affairs; but in
a case Ike this 1t is only right 1 should
put myself aside for the sake of clearing
the character of au innocent man. What
do you wish to know"
Vas Lena Sarschine your daughter?"
For answer Dicksfall pointed to a small
table near at hand upon which was a mo-
rocco frame containing two portraits.
DoWker took them to the window and
looked at them.
Both of the same Iady2" he asked.
DIcksfau smiled family.
"You are not the first who has been de-
ceiyed, he said with a sigh. mo. One
IS my daughter Helena, who, from your
story, believe to be Lena Sarschine, and
the other is Amelia, Lady Balscombe-
twins"
Dowker examined the photographs
closely, and was astonished at the ike
ness, which was further aided by both Of
them being dressed exactly alike.
1t is wonderful, he said, andno longer
wondered at the way in which Lydia
Fenny and Annie Lifford had confused
the identity of the portrait found in Lena
Sarschines desk.
4 have been living here for many
years, said DicksfaIl, in a low voice,
and my two daughters lived with me.
Their mother has been dead a long time.
About three years ago a young man who
called himself Carriu came here and
stopped at the Pavilion Hotel. He OBJ
tanned an introduction to me by some
means, and appeared to be struck with
the beauty of Helena. 1 thought he was
going to marry her, when heard rumors
as to the fastness of his life and also that
he was not what he represented himself
! to be. I taxed him with it, but he denied
the accusation, yet so transparent was his
denial that / forbade him the house. The
result was that Helena ran away with
him, and. until the time you spoke to me
of her and told me his real name, I did
not know it, and never entertained any
suspicion of his real rank in life. I was
S o angry that I forbade Helena's name to
be mentioned in my hearing, and always
said, as I did tonight, that I had only
one daughter-my daughter Amelia, mar
ried to Sir Rupert BalscOmbe last year
and thought she would, at least, not fol-
low the example of her sister. Now,
however, Z know all; but, to tell you the
truth I blame Sir Rupert for her eIOpe-
ment as know she was kind daughter
and I am sure she'd have made a good
wife. He was very jealous Of her and
| had a fearful temper, so 1 dare say he
drove her to it, From what you say,
| suppose my poor Helena went to see her
sister on the night of the elOpement to
dissuade herfrOm going with Lord Calls
ton, and surely she had the best right to
| speak of one who had ruined her own life,
but evidently her arguments were of no
avail and she called at Collisions cham
| bers to demonstrate with him. He was not
there and she went out to her death, and
then Amelia elOped with him, as you have
told me. was a fast man in my youth and
the sins of the father are being visited on
] the children"
But this does not clear up the mystery
! of Lena Sarschine's death.
Don't call her by that name" said
! DicksfalI, angrily. 1T is the name that
/ shames her. No, you are right; it does
! not explain her death. But do not know,
| from what you say, what motive Myles
| Desmond could have had in numbering
| her"
do you know the name Of anyone who
! admired her?"
/ mo"
Not one?"
! "NOE one.
! There was clearly nothing more to be
/ gained from Dicksfal1, so Dowker re-
! spectfully said gOod-by and took his
! leave.
AT all events, he said to himself, as
/ he wendell his way back to his hotel,
! eve found out one thing Lena Sar-
| schine and Lady BaIscombe were sisters,
! and both loved the same man. What I'd
| like to know is, whether Lady BaIscombe
! killed her sister out Of jealousy. I'm get
ting more perplexed than ever. This visit,
instead Of clearing up the mystery, deep
ems it. think I'll see Sir Rupert Balls
combe and ask him about things; as his
wife is mixed up in it I've a right, and
| I'd give anything to save that young fell
lows life, because I'm sure he's inno-
cent.
ITO BE Continued