Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-10-28

6orious care as 70 stir greatly the WrAsh
M All the trsdespeople Ia the town
would have been touched with her gen
erosity. George tried to thank her, out
she stopped him In moment.
"Hold your tongue, said she, sharp
". locking down at him from the midst
OF the bushes What you have to do
is 10 get out OF that hole az once. Why
YOU got In II can't imagine. You are
making yourself filthy dirty, though,
goodness knows, your face is white
enough" AID then she rustled away.
The Incident had driven from her
mind the purpose for which she hao
come. Instead Of lingering In the gar
den. she Joined Matthew Corlett at the
gate. and both walked slowly away
along the path outside.
Although Matthew had heard the
sound OF voices, he had been too Tar
away 20 catch what they said. de
Questioned Aunt Priscilla upon the SUD-
iect. but she refused TO give him any IN
formation, until, with sort OF shock,
she remembered Groves drive In the
wagonette with Mrs. Vane and her
daughter. 1t had been followed by an
equally remarkable circumstances. Mrs.
Groves visit 10 the Vanes, and now
here was George Vane hiding at Cronk-
wash, the stronghold which Alistalr
Grove had secured for himself
Disturbed by these extraordinary
facts. Aunt Priscilla, who thought
that Matthew had heard a great deal
more than he had actually had done,
took him into her confidence. Under
pledge Of secrecy, she told him ABOUT
her discovery of George Vane and the
conversation which had ensued, aud
then Invited his assistance In putting
together the different parts or the puz-
zle. But Matthew was OF very little
use TO her in this respect-he was so
astonished TO learn that the lad whom
all had thought drowned shonld still
be alive. IL was absolutely certain that
be would not long be able 70 keep the
news 70 himself.
Meanwhile George had scrambled out
OF the pit ana entered the house. One
hour be spent alone in his own room.
AT the end Of that time he had decided
how TO act. Faltering once or twice on
the way, he went downstairs and enter
ed the library, where my father was
reading before the fire.
"Maior Haywood" be began, speak
ing with great difficulty, 'you have
been very kind, but something has hap
pened. can't stay under your roof
another night"
Nv father, laying down his book,
looked uD with some surprise.
"Sit down, George" be said very
quietly. what is it that has happen
sd?"
'No, I don't think can sit down,
thank you. I don't think l can keep
still. I'll stand, II l may, and tell you.
And there is just Que thing l would
like to say first. You don't think, after
YOU have bean so kind to me-and
20 Ben, too-sfter you have given us
food and shelter and everything We
could want-you dOu't think should
be such q beast as TO 90 spying and
sneasing about the place, do you?"
.'No, I don't think that" answered
my faher.
"Becauss il wouldn't be true" said
George, uervously clasping and unclasp'
ing mis- hands. 1T wouldn't be 10 the
least true. l should never, never, dream
of doing such a thing. What dlscoy-
cred was quite by accident. Let me as
sure you of that hrSt.
''WeIl, we'll; but what was it?" said
my father, impatiently.
"YOu know your sOn-Charlie-dled
very suddenly, didn't hep" said George,
with an uneasy glance towards the urn
on the mantel shelf. at was on the
night after Henry WlllmotPs body was
discovered In the field next your garden,
and there was no inquest, though peo-
Dle said there should have been, and
some limited at suicide. Well, in the
cupboard in his rOOm-in Charles room
this morning 1 happened to see an
empty bottle Of poison"
Iexuected nv father 10 fly into a vlo-
lent passion, but he did nothing OF the
sort. lie said very sternly, sitting more
upright 10 his chair.
"F0r less than that, sir, ordered my
oldest friend, your father, out OF the
house, and have never spoken to him
since
yes. know" said the lad, with a
sort OF gasp. II quite expect you 10 be
angry. must eel you all, and ask you
what I should do
"Is there more, then?"
"Oh, yes, much more. That Is not
nearly all. The worst is VET TO come. ~
My father leaned back again to
listen.
sit has only just happened" pro
ceeded George, moisteniug his parched
Iips. 81 was close TO the garden door
the back door-when somebody out
side began hammering al it, l ran
among the bushes 20 hide-Only just IN
time - for TO came the door
snd Miss Priscilla after 1t.
Shs made straight for the bushes,
and trying 20 get further back 1
fell into horrible pit which had been
dug there. IL was grave, Major Hey
wood; YOU may go there and see with
YOUR own eyes It was meant for grave.
| And on the edge of It, partly buried,
I Law a bundle Of clothes, your sons
| clothes, the very suit be wore at Cush-
/ labeg on that afternoon just before the
murder, and there was shirt among
/ them stained with blood. You can see
/ that. too. Then you mustn't forget that
| the murder was committed with stick
| of mine found near the spot, stick
which he took out OF my hands at CuSh'
/ Iabeg; and am sure in my own mind
I that he never returned 10 10 me, though
| l have never liked TO say so positively"
The color had left my fathers face,
and his hands with which he had clutch
ed the arms OF his chair, shook the
| more because OF his efforts 10 control
himself. The fact that these efforts
we're not entirely successful made il
quite clear that some suspicion OF the
| truth had previously occurred TO him.
Then" SAID he in a hard voice, sis
il YOUR purpose 20 bring q charge Of