The morning call., 1892-10-01

few smoldering c9als, ,~a,her
her withered hands opseY could do. gentle |
"Fm sure anything
men" s,o,c belonging to Charles
Wabt -, .n1 emerson, who dled NofenOot
. q iti, ,sssage out from Palrf,no'
o "niad on the passage ouS' roorod as If
q,be Judge grew pale, and slass0te0
10 had heeu shot to the heaIt. .ho da.
ne Hau oooj oooja mistake" thought tne u1
..t,'e yho was apt to forget tha1 poop,S 90
.'a. eeoal nd hearts. II should nave ptep"'e"
him. ,orartlv nuite aware that
ovas;on and denial would be alike unpront-
ohIe went TO noldy old mattress IN the
"ornar and fumbled beneath 1t, bringing
out a rudely tied parcel ,.oi,
They came to me honestly; the eaptaIn
left the children here, and then was 70 pay
their expenses. o
Left what children?"
"Mr Emerson's."
"Wss there no mother?" >,
"rhe captain said sue died in Paler ms
The old woman had answered THESE sar Ives aves
| tiOus with subdued meekness, ~ ~ nndid the
glttered as the detective si0"''
! parcel. orad-onlv pair of
Very few relics Appeared appeareuwonisss ssn q articles
furnished gold sleeVe-outtons, fo rev q ''iS'e'
| of dress and a picture minus lVi lVe liant.
.sTha frame warn't Of no consequence; L
| ,ose, said the old woman apologetcallv'
! Il pawned it to get new coat Ior tue oe"i
| little boy" =,
Judge Emeron had taken the picture In
| his trembling hands. Through the trelnl
| lous mist Of tears he could see the DeIoFeu,
| familiar features OF the son WIN ""e A0'' ~
| him forever.
"And the children?" he gasped.
"Dear little things" whined the old nag
81 sent 'em out on q little errand-betSey,
what are you hangin' round forT-ahd 'h09
hain't got back yet" ,ho
She 6nsied herself with resrranging the
charred brands of wood as she talkeu5;
| Through all the discussion her eyes, n ho
never fairly been raised to me I"ceS "a NV
!.TaTy Veil said the officer. 81 shall
leave Miner below stairs to look out tor
| 'em-and-
but you're not gOn' to take away them
gold thngs?"
II should rather think | am, Mother
Hutchings. If there's anything due 10
you, you'll probably get paid; II not
Aud the detective walked quietly out oi
the room.
When he had reached the end Of the LONG
hall he stopped and turned round abruptly.
confronting the girl called "Betsev, WIG
| had SUNK nOiselesSy after them. ~,
''Now, then, what have you got 10 say
'It's a Iie-it's liel gasped the girl
81 will tell it, if she kills me for 1t! she
sent 'em cut to beg-she sends EN- out every
''The chndren?"
"Yes, the ehildrenl She struck me this
morning. and I'll be revenged went or
Betsey, with flashing eyes. "And-hush
is that her? No, IFS only Bind Jake
heard her tell 'em she'd beat 'em to deatf
if they came back without money! Hush
it is her; l can't tell you more; only go Il
the statiOn-house in - street. heard en-
talking it over this morning"
Betsey glided away like a shadow q:
Mother Hutchings' eat-like step sounded
on the cTeaking boards, when Judge Emer
son and his companion slowly lett the
| house
The station house in - street." mus
ingly repeated the officer. Il didn't antlci-
pate this. knew Betsey had something tC
say all the time, butt looks badly, 1t look;
badly"
Judge Emerson made no comment-he
could not speak.
Arrived at the stati0n-house the detec-
tive whispered one or two words in the eal
of man sitting behind . tall desk, and wa:
silently motOued TO a room beyond.
The names? :" questioned tile officer.
"Charles Guido and Mary Francesca En-
ersOD, testified to by the inmates of No. -
- street, frozen to death in Brick alley
last night"
! The detective opened the door and Judge
Emerson stood before the dead children o.
: his dead son-all that remained Of his fatel
race-and recognized. with a keen pang Z
rem0rse, the little ones whom he had tuTnet
from his own door scarce tNenty-four hour
ago.
l AS he had meted so had it been measured
unto him, the btterest cup that ever come I,
mortal lips.