Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1890-06-27

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all his friends should have turned their
backs on him now he was in trouble, but
there is a wonderful lot of undiscovered
good even in friends, and none OF them
did.
And he sadly needed help, poor fellow,
for his position was very critical one,
the evidence against him being as fol-
lows:
l. He had last seen Lena Sarschine
alive on the night of the murder.
2. He had been met inst. James street
by ElIersby not far from the scene of the
crime.
2. He had in his possession the dagger
with which the crime was, to all appear
ances, committed.
MyIes answered these accusation as
follows:
/. He had not seen Lena Sarschine on
that night, but another lady whose name
he refused to divulge.
2. His presence in st. James street
on the night in question was purely ac-
cidentaI
3. And the dagger he had found in the
vase was one he had taken from Lena
Sarschine on the afternoon of the day
she had called to see CalIistOn about the
elOpement.
I'll tell you about that dagger, ex-
planned BIyles to Norwood, his solicitor.
Il was at CallstOn's rooms on the Mon
day afternoon looking over his papers,
when Lena Sarschine came in like q mad
woman to see CallistOn. I tried to quiet
her, but she refused to be pacihed, and
pulling out the dagger said she would
kill Calliston first and Lady BalscOmbe
afterward I tried to take it from her
and she flung it away-neither of us knew
it was poisoned, or 1 don't think we would
have been so reckless over 1t. In falling
the dagger rested slGntWise from the floor
to the fender, and in springing to get 1t
put my foot on 1t and broke the handle
off. In case she should get it again, put
the pieces in my pocket and took them
home-I left them on a side table, so If
they were found IN the ornaments some
one must have placed them there-and
Lena Sarschine went away on that day,
and since then 1 have seen nothing of
her.
Then who was the lady you saw on
that night?" asked his solicitor.
~Iclnnot tell you, replied the young
man, dOggedly. I gave my word to the
lady 1 would not say she had been there
till L had permission, and till 1 get it 1
cannot
when will you get it?"
When CalllstOn returns in his yacht.
why, in that case" said Norwood,
you must mean Lady BalscOmbe?"
4 have not said so"
mo" replied Norwood, quickly, "but
you say your permission to speak must
come from lady, and the only lady on
board the yacht is Lady BalscOmbe, as
she ran away with Lord CallistOn. Come,
tell me, was it Lady BalscOmbe you saw
that night?"
4 won't answer you.
All that Norwood could do could not
get any other answer from the obstinate
young man, so IL despair the lawyer left
him.
It's impossible to perform miracles. "
he muttered to himself, as he went back
to his office, and if this young fool won t
tell me the whole truth L cannot see what
can do"
On arriving at his Office he found alady
waiting to see him, and on glancing care
lessly at the card handed to him by his
clerk started violently.
Miss PenfOld," he said. BY JOve!
she was engaged to Lord CallistOn. Now,
wonder what she wants?"
The young lady made her appearance,
and, the door being closed, soon enlight-
ened him on that point.
You are MIR. DesmOnd's lawyer? she
asked.
yes, have that honor, replied Nor
wood, rather puzzled to know what she
had come about.
I'll take a great interest in Mr.. Des-
mond, said the girl, hesitating, in fact
I'm engaged to him.
But I thought Lord Calliston-"
Lord CallistOn is nothing to me, she
broke in, impatiently. 4 never did like
him, though my guardian wished me to
marry him, and love Myles Desmond.
If did not would not be here"
Well, of course I feel sure he is innO-
cent"
Innocent I never had any doubt on
the subject, but want to know what
chances there are of proving his limo
cence.
TT will be a difficult matter. said Nor
wood, thoughtfully. as I can get him to
tell me nothing"
What is it he refuses to tell your
asked Miss PenfOld.
The name Of the lady whom he saw at
Lord CalIiston's chambers on the night Of
the murder. I believe myself it wss Lady
Balscombe.
Lady Balscombe!' cried May, in as