The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-07-09

pened year ago 70 TINS house ~
She covered her face with a sudden
gesture.
Now, don't go and recall all that
dreadful past" she cried. with some
asperity. Poor, dear George ] cannot
bear it, II always rouses within my
breast such a fierce hatred against that
Mark Boyd. ! forget it until he is named,
then | feel as if / must claw him. II was
the most iniqutOus inquest eyer held
should make better coroner than Mr..
Gilllyrav did. The thing was a fOregOne
conclusion. We won't talk about it. You
and Milly and were always at logger
heads over it,
My pity is always given TO poor, ban
ished, banned Horace Berthe unused
Roy, dreamily. THE wrong under which
he wanders fugitive hiding from his
fellows, will cry out loudly in the last
day for vengeance His solitary mother.
his bright prospects suddenly nipped,
his-Oh the sin Of it all!n
''Why, Roy" exclaimed Maisic. with
amazement, her eyes dilating her rose
leaf complexion deepening in its blush
"yOu have come round to my way Of
thinking Don't you believe Horace was
guilty after alll"
"Of course DON'T he answered, en-
phatically. Poor Horace guilty. Never
such thing crossed my brain
Il am sure it did declared Maisie,
Both you and Milly swOre it was Hor-
ace. The lots of times I have flown into
a tearing passion with you both over it,.
See how you always thwarted my eudeav-
ours TO bring Mark Boyd to justice
Father was nearly as bad
"OW persistence in shielding Mark
from being prosecuted does not prove our
assurance of Horace's guiltIn
Don't be silly, Roy, and argue over
trities OF course it proves it. Either
Horace or Mark Boyd killed my dear
love If il was not one it was bound to
be the other. Milly and you swore it was
Horace; l averred and still aver it was
Mark. Now you are turning round to
my way Of thinking ! see. But what
this has to do with the subject from
which we first started | fail TO see"
Suppose, Maisie, for the sake Of ar
gumcnt, it was neither Horace nor Mark
Boyd, who was guilty"
That is supposition l cannot glance
at, unless with quick upward gaze,
lit might have been Soames, he always
seems queer over the matter, and as for
getting word out of him about it. he
might as well have been born dumb. But
no. what did Milly declare my darling's
last words were2'
How if Milly swore falsely"
Roy, how dare youl Milly would not
be so wickedln
Not wilfully; but Maisie, suppose she
was in such an awful strait that TO save
savc--a-to save herself she felt con
strained to lie'"
Roy am convinced now that you
are wrong in your head. You will tell
me next that Milly shot my poor George.
You imply itr
A strange smile rose on Roy's noble
face.
No, indeed, Milly was not capable of
such an act, either accidentally or deiib-
crately. Moreover, my opinion Of her is
that had she been the guilty party. she
would hOuOrably have come forward and
confessed. Not voluntarily would she
have doomed poor, innocent Horace as
as another has done"
Yet YOU admit she sworc to Horace's
guilt"
j admit She swore TO the words that
made the coroner too easily believe Hor-
ace guilty. Poor Milly, her remorse is ua-
ending. Though a loved wife. | doubt if
she carries a happy heart within her to
India. The farther she isaway, however,
the lighter, l fondly trust, will be her
burden "
Maisie jumped up wildly
II declare, Roy If you 50 on pulling
and bewildorhg me like this J win so 10
idliltI anu ilSlSG bl a NuOlt uliIdNGlll4N
of the skcin Of mystery. Surely if there
is one person in the whole universe who
ought 10 hear yOIc version of my dead
Georges murder explained it is !. -
Patience Maisio. | have resolved TO
enlightcn you. BE prepared for heavy
blow. | would have borne it alone. I'M
aided, but do not care to be tainted
with my cOwardice and craven treatment
OF my Flora, and from you. 1t was neither
Horace, my friend nor Mark VINO shot
George, Charlie-he who hOnOrably con
templates marriage with the only daugh.
ter of a wealthy baronet-he was the
culprit. Now you see why MiilV sworC
falsely; why Charlie and l qu2rrelci."
An anguiohed, bitter cry burst from
Maise
That is the reason, l take it, that he
never cares to come hOmc.' continue.
Roy "NoW YOU see how and why we
have acted as we have. To let You pros
ecuto Mark Boyd could only have re
suited in uncarthing our brothers crime. 81
"Oh, Roy can't, l won't believe this
of Charlie. He was ever so upright"
'Despicably weak also"
If Charlie did it, why does Horace
BERTHE keep in hiding ,'
That ] cannot say. Your question
would apply to his singular absence
equally well whilst YOU believed Mark
guilty"
1t would, she knew it. Scores of times
had she puzzled over the same query, anc
had always allO wed that il told guiltily
against Horace.
Are you sure Charlie committed til,
deed}"
"Milly was quite sure. She was the
witness, not /, remember. There is not
however, doubt that it was Char
lie gun from which the shot proceeded
and which caused the scream that caused
her to hurry towards it; though but for
his cOwErdlv rCtiCence we might have
deemed it an accidental shot, and not a
wilful one, as his behavior seems Il
point. tt was this way, Maisie: Before
reaching Georg6-who I may here tel
YOU, was quite dead when she got UC
him-She encountered Charlie and Mark.
Charlie, his gun by his side, with face
as white as death, leaut for support
against tree. Mark stood, and seemed
to be comforting him Never mind
Charlie. old boy, you could not help it,
he said; it's an awful business, but YOU
shant suffer- MillN heard the words
distinctly; she saw guilt written in Char.
lies face. and she could have dropped.
Neither of them had noticed her She
found George as | tell yOu-speeChless
dead. In the second that elapsed before
Mark and Horace joined her, she, with
that swiftness of thought for which she
afterwards ever blamed herself, resolved
TO divert suspicion at all hazards from
our brother. and said the fatal words
which ruined Horace No thought had
she then but that Horace would free him
self. She loved him as"
.shillv loved Horace Trrr.oecil,ls fs'