Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1894-09-20


Give me the wine! Why will you keep
that accursed thing in the room? Take
it out sayl Take it out Of my sight. "
DR.. Lamar promptly removed the
easel, and Mr.. Dye seemed to breathe
easier. Maxey asked another question:
1.-The Jew, the lion, ruled her desti-
ny? What was his name?"
Mr.. Dye bent close down and answer
ed in whisper:
His name was Felix Rosenfel, and ]
killed himp'
Maxey shrank back.
at startles you, does it?" went on
the wretched Dye. ''It makes you draw
away from me? You did not know the
jew, or you would feel more like hum
bling yourself before me. All, man can
be crushed and ground and trampled
underfoot and despised and spat upon,
and then the time may come when even
the cur will turn and rend the lionl
Say, my fine fellow"-he turned toward
Lamar-"you're good judge. Isn't
that so?''
Undoubtedly, said Lamar encour-
agingly. Undoubtedly that is very
true. He spat upon you, and you killed
him. Very good. He had been grinding
youunder his feet for avery long while?"
"Gontlemen, this will be a private
affair between US, strictly private. We
will review this case together, and we
shall judge together whether did we'll
There shall be no judge, no jury, no
hangman's rope about this, will there,
cap?"
Decidedly not"
"No Well, put it down first that
very long time ago l was a merchants
clerk, and Felix Rosenfel was that mer-
chants private secretary. Got that
down? Well, stole money, and he
found it out That was the beginning.
But it was not the end; no, not the end!"
Mr.. Dye talked in a rapid, feverish
manner and clutched the sleeve of Max
ey's coat. His faded eyes had so much
the appearance of q maniac's that the
artist could not help an involuntary
shrinking.
The wretch's manner was variable.
A fierce outbreak was succeeded by a
period Of comparative calmness. After
his last sentence he suddenly burst out
with a peal Of forced laughter. He
pointed to Lamar and Maxey in turn as
though they were the most oCT;ous OBJ
jects of mirth.
"What pair Of simpletons you are,
gentlemen! Do you expect me to go on
and tell you all about my affairs with
the Jew, with my dear Felix, the lion?
Oh, no, not at all; not at all becoming
serious), He got me under his feet, and
there he kept me, grinding his heel round
and round and round and never letting
me Co. The more did the more 1 must
do When he had woven such web
around me that he held my honor, my
freedom, my life, in his hand, then he
was satisfied becoming pathetic) Now,
gentlemen, don't be unreasonable. Don't
ask me to confess how it was that my
life got into his hands That's dead
matter People gave up looking for a
solution long time ago. Don't let US
rake it up at this late Cay and harry
up peoples souls needlessly. Besides it
doesn't concern any of US.
Every well, " said Lamar "let it 60
1t amounts simply to an understanding
that this Jew involved you in crime
the detection of which would have
! hanged you"
Mr. Dye caught his arm and suppl
Gated him.
"Oh, my good man, don't talk that
wayl You hurt my feelings, for I've got
them, bad as am, and besides that is
my last card. Esteem my confidence, and
I'll whisper to you secret When Iget
reduced to the last extremity and want
only one more drink to carry me off,
know an ambitious detective to whom
l can sell my knowledge. How does that
seem for plan? 1t can't hang me then,
for shall be dead, and shall have had
my whisky"
Mr.. Dye suddenly became mirthful
and chuckled.
"This is terribler' murmured Maxey.
Mr.. Dye Immediately grew fierce
again.
"But it isn't for any regard Of him
that keep silent Don't mistake me
! there. But for that accursed Jew might
today have been well and respectable,
with home, wife, children, perhaps.
How does it turn ont? My wife dies o1
: a broken heart am an outcast The
y only child ever had-she whom rear
ed from her infancy-I cannot look il
a the face. lam broken, tottering wretch
o and all through him. Do you wonder
O then, that l killed him? Do you won
der? There was that affair on the Sc;
road. told him that she knew par
v of the secret. He got white with rage
It and I cringed before him He held m
8 to blame for it. Curse him! What ha'
d done? I have kept you alive all thes
Il years. You have lived ON my bounty
you miserable curp he said. Yes, gen
v tlemen, he called me cur. So wa
d too. You couldn't blame him for that
He was right. But it enraged me to hea
n him say it. knew I was, but he mad
~ me so. Oh, to have strangled him the
d and there! Then ho said, You go HON
@ and come again when I have though
about it. That is what l did, just wha
l, he told me; always his slave and hi
ia tool.
u "Then when I came again he say
10 with that devilish smile of his: 1T is a
III right, Dye, my boy, We must write
letter from that Hapgood woman She
W be likely to believe in her. We must g
III her out of town to some lonely plac
IL The Somerset road will do. / hay
th thought it all out What for, what 70
a old Jew? Because it is necessar.
That's enough. Let US bring her to Il
ar sea road Tuesday night. I will be in
is sleigh, you on foot. She will wait
TX the side Of the road. You will wa
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