Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-09-07
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| joined here, sir, you see, il would be a
great mprovement-and I'll just meas
ure round the house to see how much II
| would take -
| He drew out his measure and began to
measure the " all Of the house, bending
down for the purpose, while Erne stood
idly watching him. Suddenly Erne saw
him looking fxedly on the ground and
feeling It with his hand.
"This ground has been disturbed quite
| lately ~ he said presently. Just look
here Major Erue-pel haps madame has
hidden away som thing here.
Then Erne went up to where he was
standing, and also examined the ground g.
II was leveled down as with a spade, and
the creeper had crept over 1t, but all the
same it was plain to practiced eye that
part OF it-some six feet in length-had
! lately been disturbed, aud had differ
ent appearance TO the rest.
"l'll fetch the inspector to have a
look at this place, think, said Mr..
| Gibson, and he went into the house for
the purpose, but Erne stood still looking
at the sun glinting on the newly turned
soil.
| CHAPTER XXXv.-THE BUILDERS FIND.
| A few minutes later the Inspector, Mr..
| Gibson, and the two policemen appeared
and instantly began examining the
ground with the kesnest interest.
"'This soil has been dug up this
| spring. said the Inspector; "look, 1t
has none OF the green mould which the
! winters damp has left on the rest.
Well, Mr.. Gibson, we must dig up this
place with your leave?'
Certainly, you have my fullst
leave,' answered the builder.
They had not brought any spades, but
Mr.. Gibson pointed out what used to be
the Toulouse in his time, and there they
found two spades, one of which had a
| good deal of soil cliugiug to 1t and was
! rusty.
''This spade has been put away wet, I"
said the inspector, looking nj il. "Wel,
there q one apiece for you,' he added,
! looking at the two policemen; "nOw,
my men, begin and dig away as fast as
! you can.
! The policemen needed no second bidding.
! They began to dig, and it was not hard
work. The soil had evidently recently
been dug up, and Erue, the inspector,
and Mr.. Gibson, stood round watching
| them. Spadeful after spadeful they
! threw up; deeper ana deeper they went
| down, until when about four feet below
| the surface, one of the spanes suddenly
| struck on q resisting substance.
"There's something here said one
| OF the policemen, and he moved the po-
| sition of his spade slig htly, and the next
| minute raised with IL mans boot!
"By heaven s! It's u mani cried the
inspector. ''Look, there's the end OF
the trouser-put down your spades, men
use your hands now-I believe that
| we We found him!'
The policemen now began pushing
aside the soil with their hands, while
Erne, the inspector, and Mr.. Gibson
| eagerly assisted. There were a few
hreathless moments, aud then a banda
human band-soled and crushed-ap-
peared, and the Inspector, throwing
himself on the ground, contrived to catch
hold OF this, and pulled up al arm, and
d minute or two later one of the police
men caught another arm, and between
| them from the mould-from his unhal-
lowed grave-they raised form, face.
Erne gave shocked exclamation as
his eyes fell on the features, which he
instantly recognized.
"It is Lord Gilmorel" he cried. ''He
has been murdered, and then buried
here
spectOr, turning eagerly to Erne. "You
knew him, did you uot2''
eyes, this is Lord Gilmore an
swered Erue, looking steadily at the dis
figured man. But there was no mis-
taking the handsome features, the full
lips shaded by the thick brown NOUS
taehs and the bright brown hair. Yes,
1t was Gerald, Lord Gilmore, whose
brief life lay ended here, aud in whose
half-open hazel eyes there still fingered
look Of unutterable horror and pain,
through all the foulness of the damp and
Clingiug soil.
Aud the form-that bitter birthright
which had mRrred his lfe-wns also
plainly visible. He had been flung into
his grave uushriued and uncoffined, In
haste and secrecy, but when they lifted
him out OF IL they could find no ound
on his person TO account for his death.
He had, however, been robbed; at leHst
nothing of value remained, and his shirt
sleeves were open, as though the studs
bad been torn out, and he had no money
whatever about him.
''He has been lured here and MUIR
dered, | suppose, said the inspector,
cor murdered in the train and carried
here-at all events the foreign woman
who lived here had hand in his DEATH
'Aud to think such q horrible thing
should have happened In my house,"
said Mr.. Gibson, whose rosy face had
grown pale.
Poor fellow!" said Erne, and he
kneeled down and lifted one of the chill
soiled hands, and thought as he did so
OF the day when they had gone together
to Gateford manor house, and of Gill
more s merry, careless words when Miss
Clifford had given them the diamond
rings. "He was kind hearted and good
natured in the EXTREME he said aloud,
'whoever did it, 1t Is q shameful deed"
cit was pro badly for his money" re-
marked the inspector. 81 wonder how
they killed him? But there will, of
course. have 10 be q post-mortem, and
now think we bad best carry him into
the house,
So they lifted him up and carried him
into the house, where he had sat so often |
gazing into the dark eyes that had lured |
him to his death. And they laid him on |
q couch. and Erne reverentlY covered !
his face and drew down the blinds of the |
room, for the sunlight seemed to make |
the sgrim sight more weird, more |
CHASTITY.
''And his young wife, said Erue, |
''who must tell her2''
''If YOU knew the poor gentleman" |