St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-09-29

ildtuc vi raul IarteIi. bunulc OF NOteS,
value e2, 0o0., found in pocket of Glad
stone bag'
In due time Paul Partell, under the
esco1t of a detective officer, returned to
Crumplebury. He was furious at his
detention, and i'll spite OF the caution of
the officer. spoke freely of the viIlainOus
trap which he asserted had been laid
tor him. yowing that he knew nothing
about tue large sum of notes found in
the pocket of his bag. Upon being
searched four sovereigns, some silver,
and small key were found upon him,
which latter the banker at once identified
as belonging to the drawer where he
kept his check-bOok. Such evidence as
this it was, of course. impossible to ex-
plain away. Silas thought himself do
ing his duty in prosecuting his brother.
Paul conducted his own case, but was
convicted and sentenced to five years
penal Servitude.
Three months had passed since Paul
Partell had been consigned to felon's
cell, and yet this act of almost Roman
austerity did not seem to have been
beneficial to his brother Siias: his erect
frame grew bent. his firm, elastic step
changed to feeble shuttle, his eyes lost
their brightness, and the whole bearing
OF the man was altered. He gave up al
| most entirely the superintendent of
the bank, leaving his manager to act as
he thought fit; he resigned his Office as
a Justice of the peace, and the only
things which remained unchanged were
his magnificent donations to the county
charities. At length his state grew so
alarming that his medical adviser asked
him if he had no relatives who would
consent to live in the house with him.
II have not relative in the world"
answered the banker. except"
He did not finish his sentence, but
COVE a slight shudder and tapped his
fingers uneasily upon the table which
stood close by his side.
Then will go and have a talk with
the Good Angel" responded the doctor,
rising from his seat. elf any one can
do you good, she can"
1.-The Good Angel" repeated Silas
Partell. WHO is she? What do you
mean?"
"Ah!" returned the doctor, ''you have
lived out of the world. Two months
ago young woman with very beauti-
full, careworn face came down to
Crumplebury and rented small house
| on the outskirts of the town. Shortly
after her arrival here true mis-
| sion was revealed. You recollcct that
outbreak of typhoid fever, the sufferers
of which you assisted. Well, then the
wOman's true nature was displayed.
| She brought those who had eombated
| the fever into convaleScence and she
watched the last hours of the diving
with her gentle illustrations. How
i she did not wear herself out l cannot
| comprehend, for she took no time for
| rest-hardly snatched moment to par
! take of the food necessary to keep body
| and soul together. Even now that the
1 Qnidamia hoe no ScnH
| cottage where misery and sickness is on
| the ascendant that is not blessed by her
angelic visits, and the poor of Crumple
bury speak of her as the Good Angel"
| "WhO can minister to a mind dis
| eased, doctor?" demanded Silas Partell,
+, with sad smile. "But l am in your
hands. Do with me as you will"
LIN spite, however, of the doctors
promise two days elapsed before he
again made his appearance at Marlake
FriarS.
..Victory!" cried he, bursting into the
room. 1.-The fight has been a hard one.
consents to take you in hand, and you
are as good as cured. She was very re-
luctant, however,"
| Did your good angel think then that
/ belonged to the other side?'' asked the
banker. with an attempt at testing
which accorded ill with his pallid feat
ures.
/ why, you see." returned the doctor,
alphabetically, ''Crumplebury is but
La little place, and of course things get
talked about and so-aud So"
''Say no MORE" exclaimed Silas Par
tell, waving his hand. II know what
you are going to say. But bring her
here" nfug
On the day appointed fly drew up
to the door of the bankers house, and
clOsely-cloaked female figure descend
ed from it. Silas ParteIl, who had come
into the hall on hearing the sound of
the wheels, stepped forward and ac-
, costed mis- visitor:
| "Welcome to Marlake Friars, Mrs."
! He paused, for at that moment it flashed
across his mind that the doctor had
| mentioned no name by which he could
| address the newcomer to Crumple-
| bury.
have no name." said the woman,
| speaking in low and melodious accents,
, +, {" the poor people address me as Sister
Mercy; you can do the same"
And now new phase of the bankers
| life commenced. for Sister Mercy be-
gan to exercise strong fascination over
him The expression of dislike which
had appeared upon her face in the first
meeting had now entirely Disappeared
and she waited upon the invalid with
| the most tender Solicitude. When the
| dark hour of depression stole over him,
she would go to the piano, and her
fingers. as they strayed over the notes,
would draw forth the widest melodies,
which had an inexpressibIy soothing eff
feet upon the bankers unstrung nerves.
| At other times she would take I'D book
and read to him with a clear intona-
| ton and depth of feeling which would
| keep him for hours listening to the
sound of her voice. Sometimes he
/ fancied that he detected strange look.
| which he could not explain, in Sister
| Mercy's face, but In an instant it would
| pass away and the old quiet calm, still
| mingled with the shanOws of sadness,
| would resume its sway. And now, as
! they grew more Intimate. their c0n-
| vers ton frequently turned upon the
| terrible past.
| "You would do no good by crushing
! down the sad recollections," Sister
Mercy would observe. BETTER give it
free vent. There is always a ain
p, amount of relief in speech. Besides,
! surely there must be some clue to this
| strange mystery"
| IL am convinced that well, what can
1 say?' answered Silas Partell. 1.-The
evidence was so clear ana direct; then,
| the finding of the notes upon him, and
the key of the drawer in which 1 keep
my check book. When l think it all
! over, sit puzziing my brains until it
seems as if l must go mad"
! ''Do not excite YOURSELF" said Sister
/ Mercy soothingly, '.but think over the
matter calmly. Paul, your brother, said
that he picked up the key In the front
| of the house and placed it in his pocket
| without knowing to what it belonged.'
''That may be-" replied the banker,
',but coupled with the abstraction of
the check and the discovery of the
| notes in his bag, it made matters very
| awkward for him."
Sister Mercy made little impatient
! movement with her hand. s'And SO,
1 after all, you think him guilty!" SAID
she.
Il do not know what think" an
swered SiIas. 'ln my dreams some
| times have an Incoherent idea that can
/ see the man who forged and presented
the check, and that he is not Paul, but
! all is shadowy and indistlnct. No man.
| unless he was beside himself and thor