Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-01-03

"You are my man, Harold Edrtsh."
"You rascal :" cried Cathcart, turn.
ing vciously on Langdon, what DO
you mean by DENYING completely? DO you
want me to think that, being innocent,
YOU kept away from the house when
you heard your nearest relatives had
been murdered?
"How could I go there?" whined
Langdon. ITO do so was to give myself
away"
.You mean" sternly continued Cath
cart, "you mean your mother had evil
dences OF your forgeries in her posses
sion, which you feared had fallen into
the hands OF the police"
Taken by surDrlse, Langdon confessed
by his manner that the detective had
spoken the truth.
WELL" said Cathcart, "you were
right. They did fall into the hands OF
the police. Here they are" he con-
tinued, as he drew from his pocket the
package he had taken from Fassetts
/ safe.
Here are the forged checks and
notes OF hand against Reuben Dorison,
the payment OF which through your
poor mother, and OF further sums to
/ prevent your prosecution, ruined Reu-
ben Dorison, your father. Those will
I send you up for another term. You can
be kept out OF harms way for many
years"
Suddenly, with increased violence of
/ voice and manner, Cathcsrt demanded:
III you did not kill your mother and
| sister, who dido"
81 done know" answered Langdon,
with such anxious earnestness as would
have carried belief with his words IL
the old man had not already known. II
don't know. did not dare TO show
myself. i was afraid would be charged
] II those papers were found. I didn't
even dare talk about 1t. though 1 have
tried to find out"
"Um," growled Cathcart, as II he did
! not believe him.
There was silence as the old detective
fxedly gazed upon the scamp.
It was Fassett who broke IL.
"Look at me, Harold Farish!" he
cried, his strong face conyulsed with
hatred. malice and despair-fairly dew
ilish In its aspect.
"Look at me-" he repeated. 81 did IL.
I killed your mother and sister,"
"Yonw gasped Langdon. "Youl Youl"
Eyes, l. And yos were the cause.
Take that 10 your false, black heart. OF
all human devils l have known, you
have been the most cruel and heartless.
Since have waded through so much
blood, / wish had killed you, Ever
since we were students together you
have been my evil genius. When, ia
my trouble / took you for friend and
adviser, you IL was who put the evil
thought into nv head. When IL resulted
so Unexpectedly fatal, you IL was who
suggested concealment. When / was
climbing 70 fame and prosperity here.
you IL was who bounced upon me with
this secret aud made me, a reputable
physician, one OF your band OF burglars
and assassins. II was 10 be free from YOU
Ito be your master, to be in possession
OF the proof OF your crimes you had told
me OF In your cups-that led me into
murder. But as usual you lied. You
said your sister held them, and not be.
lieving her, 1 killed her, to find YOU
we're the liar. Yes, killed them. And
by all that's foul, II my hands were free
I'd kill you where you stand now"
Langdon was overwhel med-he va,
stupefed by the revelation hurled a,
him with malice that was fiendish.
The eyes of the physician, cleaning
with foul hatred and murderous desire
held him fascinated.
This is awfulw gasped Langdon.
Criminal as he was, stained with al
most every crime as his hands were, hs
had perception OF depravity from
which even he recoiled.
Dorison staggered to his feet in pro
test against tine horror OF the scene.
TO BE CONTINUED