Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1894-11-03

| methOd Tor q deed OF violence, as the
event proved, and if he had been sue
cessful in his search Of her pockets for
the letter he had written, which she
carried in the bosom of her dress, clews
to the perpetrator Of the assault would
have been entirely wanting. But with
all his trouble his first attempt was I'M
successful. He tried again. In the Sec
ond trial he was thrown from the win
dow of the rear room of the upper story
of 90 Ballavoine place while trying to
make an escape by way of the roof.
1.-THE investigation into the cause of
the disappearance of Felix Rosenfel
failed from lack of evidence. The rea-
son lay in the fact that the only person
besides the criminal himself who held
the clew to the matter would not speak.
This person was Mrs. Forsythe 1t is en-
| tirely outside the scope of this simple
| statement of facts to enter into a de-
scription either of the character or the
life Of this corrupt and unprincipled
woman. Some time we shall know the
whole truth. Already enough is known
to make us hold our breath with WON
der and horror. This woman led two
lives. In one life she was the model Of
Responsibility and virtue. In the other
she had no scruples and no decency. The
mystery is how she was able SO long to
hide the fact that she played this dual
role from the keen and suspicious glance
OF society. The reason can alone be found
in her extraordinary ability and cum
ming. This woman was paragon of de-
ceit and duplicity. There can 10 longer
be any doubt that poor Forsythe was de-
ceived even as to her purity. Miss Ste
venson is her own daughter, and the
people who brought her up told one
truth when they said that they had al
ways been paid large sums for the
child's board, though the fact that this
money was paid Leander Dye, or that he
even knew them before the necessities
of the conspiracy brought these precious
people together, is entirely improbable.
Mrs. Forsythe alone knew of her
brothers connection with Leander Dye.
She alone knew that Mr.. Dye had been
with him on the day of his disappear
ance. She alone suspected the truth.
The use which she made of these sus-
Ipicions has already been placed before
you. After years of secret hate and fear
and bitterness, when the wretched Dye,
in a moment of frenzy at the thought
of his own degradation, dared to strike
the blow that rid him forever of his IN
scrupulous master, he fell at once by
virtue of this very deed under the tyran-
ny of a still sterner hand. From being
a tool in the grasp of the man he be-
l to- ,,,t ln & =
and the woman was less lenient thar
the man.
In Il private room on the second floor
of the Forsythe mansion, or Livingston
street, ON the 30th day of January last,
the unfortunate child, who for the pre-
vious two weeks had been known TO the
household rs Mrs. Forsythe's niece, took
ether and submitted to be operated upon
with a cold steel chisel and redhot
curling iron. Mr.. Dye, who assisted at
that operation, was Frustrated by the
effects for days. No more need be said
for the fortitude and strength of pur-
pose Of the woman who played the dual
role of saint and sinner.
Ion the 1st of June Leander Dye
after placing his valuable knowledge of
the facts i'll relation TO the real Ethel
Forsythe in the hands of the authori-
ties, died at the city hospital Immedi-
ately following his confession the body
of a man, which was recognized from
some papers in a pocket to be that of
Felix Rosenfel. the jew, was found en-
tangled in the piles beneath the win
dows of the house at 90 Ballavoine
place.
"On the Sd of June the executors OF
the Forsythe viii, with the full knowl-
edge and agreement of the representa-
tives of the charitable institutions,
which would otherwise have profited by
the legacy, drew up the papers that will
make over, legally and formally, that
portion of the Forsythe estate remain
ing in their hands to Ethel Forsythe,
now Mrs. Julian Maxey, and her heirs
} and assigns forever
: The lawyers voice ceased abruptly,
. and there was silence in the room.
The river glistened in the sun. The
summer wind rustled the curtains at
, the windows
Miss Maxey smiled.
, The artist looked in grave, wistful
way at his wife.
: AS for Mrs. Maxey, there was bright
, light in her wonderful eyes.
As Maxey went through the narrow
Passage between TIE Two ruonis he me
his wife for the first time alone since
3 the reading of the lawyers document
: By the light of the gas jet he coult
see her bright eyes shining through tn,
, tears and feverish glow rising into hel
beautiful cheeks. She threw her arm
5 about him in a long and silent embrace
She spoke, but she did not lift her heat
from its resting place on his shoulder:
Dearest husband, it is all yours
: For your sake it is the greatest joy O
: my lifer'
' WELL" said Maxey, ''why should
: you cry about it, thcn?''
' "Oh, my dearest husband, I dom
, know, but can't help it..
, Neither can |, !" said Maxey "Deuc'
take 1t, believe am as BIZ, baby a