The evening world., 1894-05-30

but his eyes opened only TO be nlleu WIN
unutt era bic horror. There, within a few
inches OF his own eyes. was the black
ened, distorted face of Col. Stroke, his
eyes glaring and bulging from their
his hands were clasped about dead
mans throat Col Stroke had been
throttled to death and Lieut.. Cation
was nowhere to be seen,
Donald lay like one hereft of reason.
Nor did those who gazed with horror
stricken eyes upon the terrible scene be-
fore them, lift their vision until there
sounded as II a death-knell were being
uttered and echoing far out into the
night.
spring to his feet. and from his lips
arose wall whose cadence was like
unto that Of a lost souls. And then, the
awful cry terminated in a demonacal
yell Donald Haines was raving, glib
bering maniac!
1t was apparent to all that he had
killed the man he idolized, and the
mad. They gaZed upon him In amaze
ment and awe. for a mighty transforma..
ton had occurred The black hair OF
into the %hiteness Of Of the driven snow:
The remainder of this portion Of the
story Is quickly told. Capt. Haines was
adjudged guilty Of causing the death OF Of
he was taken.
/ 1t was decreed that he should spend
the rest of his natural life in the State
where he met and married his wife, and
scarcely stones throw from where
she at the time of his terrible affiiction
lived.
Lieut.. Cation returned home after
the war with an honorable discharge
from service in his pocket, to ioin his
wife and young son Harry; born
shortly nfter the beginning of the con-
It was vastly different with the un-
fortunate wife Of Donald Haines. She.
which had come into her life, dwelt in
her humble cottage compelled to earn
the bread and clothing which she and
I The last mad and unaccountable act
OF her brilliant husband. whom she so
support which she might have received
else. was the bitter trial that came TO
Mrs. Haines when, a few years later,
she laid Donald in his brave.
ber that once smiled on Donald Haines.
who followed his body TO the grave.
No, that is not true; there was one
rowful duty to the dead. II was Harry
Cation, grown now to be noble youth,
filled with the same sweet spirit which
had characterized his gentle mother
Mrs Cation had died few months
previously, but she had often mentioned
10 him the circumstances OF Donald
Iaines's sad life. At his mothers fu-
neral, Harry Cation had observed the
pretty, sympathetic face OF Edith
Haines. But, then, too, he remembered
that Col. Cation, who had acquired the
rank of colonel since leaving the
war, had pointed out the young girl and
had warned his son to avoid the dauRh-
ter of a man who was but little better
than murderer.
II warn you, Harry" Col. Cation had
said. severely, mot to mlng.e your life
in any way with that family. Your $
and that Of Donald Halness family lie
/ In altogether different channels. | need
not mention this again, my SON.
But the warning had operated eX-
actly the reverse. Harry's sympathetic
nature went out In great measure 10
the sorrowing Mrs. Haines and her
pretty daughter, with the ever care
worn expression resting upon her young
face.
The young man had sought out Edith
He. without the KIN wledge II his father
had spent many OF his leisure hours
at the home OF Mrs. Haines, in Edith r
company. And there he learned from
the girl more of the story relating "a
the life OF poor Donald Hanes. This
new insight into the sad story only
served to warm his heart still more for
the lonely couple, and the friendship
between Harry and Edith soon ripencd
into love as the months Ned by.
Edith had declared that she nevei
could be his bride; that II would never