Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-12-27

might take lady's word for 1t without ask
! ing any questions. Now, what am going
to say is just between you four, and must
go no further. l have nv own reasons for
wishing to keen it from the police. Who
do you think it was who struck me last
night, Admirai?'
'Some villain, ma'am. don't know his
name.'
"But I do. 1t was the same man who
ruined or tried to ruin your son. 1t was my
only brother, Jeremiah"
"Ahr'
81 will tell you about him-or little
about him, FOR he has done much which I
would not care to talk of nor you to listen
TO- He was always a villain, smooth-spoken
and plausible, but a dangerous, subtle
villain all the same. If I have some hard
thoughts about mankind 1 can trace them
back to the childhood which I spent with
my brother. He is my only living relative,
for my other brother, Charles father, was
killed in the Indian mutiny.
''Our father was rich, and when he died
he made good provision both for Jeremiah
and for me. He knew Jeremiah and he dis
trusted him, however, so instead of giving
him all that he meant him to have he
handed me over part of it, telling ME,
with what was almost his dying breath, to
hold it in trust for my brother, and to use
it in his behalf when he should have
squandered or lost all that he had. This
arrangement was meant TO be secret be-
tween my father and myself, but unfortun-
ately his words were overheard by the
nurse, and she repeated them afterward to
my brother, SO that he came to know that
held some money in trust for him. I sup
pose tobacco will not harm my head, doctor2
Thank you, then I shall trouble you for the
aT,hn do ha Il
leaned hack upon the pillow, with the blue
wreaths curling from her lips
81 cannot tell you how often he has at
tempted to get that money from me- He
has bullied, cajoled, threatened, coaxed,
done all that a man could do. still held
it with the presentiment that need for it
would come When L heard of this villain
Gus business, his flight, and his leaving his
partner to face the storm, above all, that my
old friend had been driven to surrender his
income in order TO make up for nv brothers
defalcations, 1 felt that now, indeed, had
a need for it. I sent in Charles Yesterday
to Mr.. McAdam, and his client, upon hear
ing the facts OF the case, very graciously
consented to give back the papers, and to
take the money which he had advanced
Not word of thanks to me, Admiral I
tell you that it was very cheap benevolence,
for it was all done with his own money, and
how could 1 use it better?
II thought that should probably hear
from him soon, and 1 did. Last evening
1 was handed in a note of the usual winning,
cringing tone. He had come back from
abroad at the risk of his life and liberty,
just in order that he might say goodby to
the only sister he ever had, and to entreat
my forgiveness for any pain which be had
caused me. He would never trouble me
again and he begged only that I would hand
over to him the sum which 1 held in trust
for him. That, with what he had already,
would be enough to start him as an honest
man in the new world, when he would ever
remember and pray for the dear sister who
had been his savior. That was the style
of the letter, and it ended by imploring me
to leave the window latch open. and to be
in the front room st in the morning, when
he would come to receive my last kiss and
to bid me farewell.
bad as he was 1 could not, when he
trusted me, betray him. I said nothing,
but was there at the hour He entered
through the window, and implored me to
give him the money. He was terribly
changed; gaunt, wolfsh, and spoke like q
madman. told him that L had spent the
money. He enashed his teeth at me, and
swore it was his money. I told him that I
had spent it on him. He asked me how. I
said In trying to make him an honest man,
and in repairing the results of his villainy.
he shrleked out a curse, and pulling some
thing out of the breast of his coat-a loaded
stick, l think-he struck me with it, and I
remember nothing more''
1.-THE blsckguard!" cried the doctor, 'sbut
the police must be hot upon his track"
II fancy not" Mrs. Westmacott an
swered calmly. Gas my brother is q par-I