Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1893-01-29

words. but what he had said seemed to
satisfy her, and he was under the dlsad-
vantage of possessing an unsympathetlc
voice.
.Then Won can still love me?" she
said in a low whisper.
He NODDED; he was evidently a man
who faced problems boldly, and shrank
from no revelations.
"What about those books you spoke
OFF" he said, leading her back to the
subject; where have You seen themY'
stAt u house, once or twice." she
said; ''he let me know things some
times. 1 had to help him when he
fetched them once or twice"
sob. he fetched them, did he?" said
Mr.. Fletcher; 81 wonder how he got
hold of them?"
s.He had duplicates Of every key 10
the Office of the company" she SAID,
and besides the secretary was i'll and
away."
.'Then 1 suppose he altered the
books" said Nj. Fletcher; me must be
rather clever"
HE could initiate writing so as to de-
ceive the bankers, "said Miss Henshawe;
that was how he got the securities ana
things away from them"
"Do you think they suspected him be-
fore he left?"
81 believe he thought some OF the
Directors thought something was very
wrong, and were going into the matter;
In fact, he knew they were going TO en-
ploy a detective"
"Eh?" said Mr.. Fletcher, "you heard
they did that?"
''Father found 1t out somehow, but,
OF course, they may not have begun
az once. and we got o good start" she
said. you see l talk OF 1t as we; i nall
feel I am a thief. and l know that my
father is"
She drew her hand across her lore
head as il her head ached.
"Does no one know anything OF MS
but you?"
'Father thought Rogers, our old but
Ter, knew of things going on. de sa"
the books once and came into the room
when father was talking TO me, but
father sent him out TO his nephew In
Australia"
"He would be a dangerous witness
of course" said Mr.. Fletcher media
lively. "And the Secretary" he con-
tinued, after a pause, did he help your
father?"
"He knew nothing; he was I'll when
father did it," she said. "He told me
so. He thought suspected something,
and to get me more in his power by
Tightening me showed me everything
and gave me some of them TO keep Tor
him"
What sort of things?"
signatures he had forged or practiced,
the seal Of the company which he had
copied"
"Phew!" whistled Mr.. Fletcher.
'It's terrible for you TO hear it," she
said; 'think what it must be to tell"
and, encouraged by his hand, she went
on; 81 have some of his keys, safe keys,
[ believe, mixed up with mine, and
bonds and bank notes, quite a bundle OF
them: l am TO conceal them going
ashore, and if anything is found it will
be my fault, and my having them will
be enough to convict me as well as
father"
They would not be so harsh as TO do.
that" said Mr.. Fletcher. "If they knew
he made you-Brute," he added, cycling
his future father-in-law, Mr.. HenShawe,
sauntering up and down the deck smok-
ing a Cigarette.
.'You must not say that" she said,
che is very kind TO me sometimes, but
dare say he will get on very well with
out me if [ leave him and-and-"
''Marry me and settle out West" said
Mr.. Fletcger. THAT would be all right;
we will be married in New York II he
will let us-shall l tell him now?"
"Perhaps we had better wait until al
ter we land" she said, "but do you
really, really mean it? Will it really
make no differense?"
And for the fourth time that morn
ing he assured her of his love aud hat
nothing her father had ever led her
into doing would make the slightest
difference to it.
81 have plenty in my past, too" he
said, that ! must tell you OF some
day"
"Can't you tell me now" she said.
The idea OF his past also not being
SUOLlEe6 0GNhlC1
tween them and reassure her.
He laughed. perhaps it would
make me as doubtful Of you as you
seem to be of me. But about those
uapers-where are they?"
81 have my share in a box" she said.
with all my clothes AID things; some
are in the lining of my trunk and under
n false bottom father had fitted TO 1t,
some | shall wear under my clothes, but
the Custom House officials are ~fearfully
strict, are they not?"
Dreadful" he said, "but l think
have a plan. 1 have crossed before
many times and know one OF the Custom
House officials well; he would do a good
deal for me; can't L take your box
through as mine?'
but father" she said.
'sTell your father you said they were
dress stuffs YOU wanted to smuggle and
I said | would do the trick for you. BY
.Jove. they are getting ready TO signal
for a pilot! They must have sighted a
sail" And Mr.. Fletcher was off TO help
10 get I'D a sweepstake or a pool TO be
won by the lucky drawer Of the pilots
number. The only social intercourse
Mr.. Fletcher had had with any OF his
fellow passengers besides Miss Hen
shave had been over the daily pool
on the ships run. Perhaps he did
not mind that, as it brought him
chiefly in contact with the men in the
smoking saloon. He had gained their
respect, too, by winning on more than
Z occasion, which might be luck and
might be science. They were auction
pools" a purely American institution,
and Mr.. Fletcher had shown wonderful
Judgment In purchasing the numbers
which others had drawn. The sweep"