The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1890-07-05
misunderstood.

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At the breakfast-table that morning
Frank Hatfield's wife. one Of the dear
est and most winning of women In the
world, had said TO him:
Have You heard from brother Wal
ter yetP"
mo. Mabel; not time yet. You
know he only left the day before yes
terday. We will get a letter to-mor-
row. maybe"
do you know Frank. / am almost
wild with curiosity 10 see his wife,
Such an odd notion Of theirs. TO put oil
their wedding-trip for three months
after they were marriedv
Wanted TO make IL In pleasant
weather, | suppose, " said Frank.
Anyhow, they'll be here in ten days;
as soon as his business is arranged.
and Mabel Hatiield's almost girish.
face beamed with delight AT the thought
for she almost idolised her "brother
Walter"
Such had been in part, the talk OF
the breakfast-table, and there had not
been ia all the city a SUMMER face than
that with which Frank Hatfield had
said goodbye 10 his dear little wife
and rosy faced baby boy; but now.
half an hour later. he sat ia his down
town office scowling ut bit of crum-
pied paper on the table before him
with an expression of countenance
which might fairly be thought to in
clude doubts OF his own sanity.
'.0ak Street Houseln he exclaimed.
What. ia ----- Well, might AS
we'll 60 there"
Aud SO he did, with barely enough
presence of mind To put his hat on be-
fore he started. A brief parley with
the officials In blue. and Frank Hatfield
was admitted TO a dingy and dimly-
lighted cell.
Prank &"
Good Heavensl You here"
Hush Not a word. ! gave my
name ms Harry Taylor. and it's gone
into the reports that way"
but how did II happenP"
III can't tell, Frank. / only know
they found the pocket-book In my
pocket. and l was SO dumbfounded /
could not say q word"
The pocket-bookl"
YES. II was at the railway-station.
had just checked my trunks when
they began to make an cutlery. and
that's about all know about IL until |
was nabbed aud searched"
but Florencep" said Frank.
IL wrote TO her that was detained
In town on important business. Then
gave your name as my counsel, aud
sent for YOU"
Il didn't get your note till this morn
Ing
Some mistake or other. But here
am. trapped, and what to do l do
not know"
oh. | can get you off easy enough;
It's an old game OF the pickpockets
All | have got TO do Is to prove who
you are. y said Frank
but | don't want TO prove who /
am; IL would half kill Mabel. and just
about murder Florence. You don't
know how sensitive she IL. No; must
be got off aud acquitted as Harry Tay-
lor or Ill never get over IL. Now,
Frank. old fellow, promise not TO let
my name out 10 anybody least OF all
10 Mabel. Florence's letters will come
Ia your care as usual; aud can send
letter 10 Mabel dated from home. you
AuoNs ~ ~ ~ Mtft cuttOhtO 10 YOU.
You must take the responsibility of
all this deception then" said Frank;
and after great deal of hesitation the
young lawyer allowed himself To be
overpowered into giving the required
promise. but left the station-house and
returned 90 his Office a. troubled and
anxious hearted man.
And so IL was when Frank Hatfield
went homo that evening and silently
handed Mabel an unposted missive.
over which her blue eyes glintencd aud
which made her kiss the baby twice.
he did 80 with flush on his cheek and
y cloud on his brow which never left
him the whole evening.
OF course Frank kept his promise OF
secrecy. but al the expense OF red
face and clustered manner. lie was
not half sure that his conscience had
not caught him In several pretty equiv
ocations or well-defned ibis. More
than that, Mabel was quite we'll aware
that she had not penetrated her hus-