The evening world., 1894-05-30

| when his hands twitched convulsively,
and CHASTITY hue enveloped and dis
torted his features. while look Of hor-
ror filled his eyes.
With despairing cry. the young man
allowed the manuscript to fall frtnn his
fingers to the floor. Then, throwing
himself on sofa, he moaned In agony.
This Is what he had read:
To the FIRST whose eyes may rest on these
pages, ! solemnly make this confession. and may
The words contained herein are as true as that
God lives, whose pardon I fear I have ire
fieVsbly lost, as well as my souls future
l. Hartman Cation, swear that I killed Col.
Jay stroke-erushed his life out with my hands
iieye was not responsible for. one awful night
In the war times
deavored TO separate me from the man
VINO bad raised my fury, and catching me about
hold from the throat OF Col. stroke During the
struggle Hainess head came In contact with
was rendered senseless. and his hold ioosened
from my throat.
BY this time I had killed Col, Stroke, though
heaven knows that never intended to- My
SO, Feeling for Donald Haines / dragged him
upto the body of Col. Stroke. and placed his
stiil helpless hands around the throat of the
dead man. Then ! left the tent. and the world
/ L. base wretch that l am. allowed Donald
Haines 10 bear the guilt OF the murder. though
innocent OF It, ! swors that would make him
robbed me OF the only woman l ever truly
loved But went further than I intended
terrible secret ,snawins at my heart by day
ahd bv night has wiped out the trace of any
injury that ! may have imagined was mine
May God have mercy upon my soul. though
| | do not deserve IL!
The manuscript bore the sigma ture Of
ESI EaItbs Ga'tSn bd bharrys father a, r, and not
Surely retribution was at hand. Upon the
child was being inflicted the result Of the
sin OF the erring father.
The terrible truth which had burst so
suddenly upon him rendered the unfortu-
nate young man powerless to assist him
SET for few minutes. His poor brain,
situation. The awful fact that his father
was a murderer, concealing the dreadful
knowledge or 1t all these years, was too
wild and unseemly to be true. yet there
was the tell-tale letter as overwhelming
proof.
Harry Cation paused suddenly In his
mental struggle and bounded to his feet,
while ,pitiful cry escaped his pale lips,
God In heaveni she-her father, Donald Id
HalnesTdid not Kill Col. Stroke. But. oh!
Heaven forgive; what has she not borne.
bltGhted; her poor mother aged with her
sorrow and shame. and my,-how can /!
sayse say it1my =, father the self confessed
For a moment the thought flashed
across his mind to destroy the tell-tale
letter but the face of Edith arose be-
resolution, and. bundling the papers to-
seth.er' he hurriediy left the house.
The great square in front of the old
city Hall is thronged with men, women
and children, bodies of men clothed In
various uniforms. marshalled by mill
tary Lands OF music, assist in making
the d.nsely populated plaza an impress
eve Memorial Day scene
A speaker mounts to the great Mat
form in the centre of the Plaza. He III
about to lift up his voice in the Grafton
of the day and steps stately forward 10
the edge of the platform, surroln led by
prominent G.. A. II. men anc r'pny lead
ing officials OF the city government.
Ladies, gentlemen and comrades he
begins but does not get further for a
great rustling In the outskirts of the
thrOng is detected. A murmur cf won
der and expectation is manifested by the
man whose face Is familiar 10 them all.
his hair waving. is observed pushing his
way with breat labor through the
| crush,
He pauses for nothing, however, but
reaching the steps leading TO the plat
| form bounds up them, md hurryinG to
the orator, who is by this time about 10
make another attempt, he whispers In
his ear,
II have a message to deliver from
| Col. Cation. | Will convey II to the peo-
pie, for II Is just that / should!'
| And before a" word OF interposition
can be raised, Harry Cation. for II Is
he, sends his clarion voice echoing far
out over the heads Of the wondering