The evening world., 1894-05-30

when his hands twitched convulsively.
and II CHASTITY hue enveloped and dis
torted his features, while a look of hor-
ror filled his eyes.
With n despairing cry, the young man
allowed he manuscript to fall from his
fingers to the floor. Then. throwing
himself on a sofa. he moaned In agony.
This Is what he had read:
To the first one whose eyes may rest on these
God forgive me!
The words contained herein are as true as that
God lives, whose pardon I fear | have ire
trievably lost. as well as my souls future
peace.
I. Hartman Cation. swear that l killed Col.
Jay. stroke-crushed his life out with my hands
during a frenzy which am now trying to be-
ileve l was not responsible for. one awful night
Donald iIaines on that terrible night en-
Sg SN TO- separate me from the man
the throat, tried with his might to force my
hold from the throat OF Col. Stroke. During the
table In the darkness, and by that means he
wa. rendered senseless, and his hold loosened
ny this time / had killed Col. Stroke. though
heaven knows that l never intended to. My
hrst thought was to cover the crime; and l did
upto the body OF Col. Stroke. and placed his
sun helpless hands around the throat of the
dead man. Then l left the tent. and the world
has learned the rest.
l. base wretch that I am, allowed Donald
innocsn, Of It sw er"' ,ha, ' / would %1dDf make saV him
repent that he had ever crossed my path and
I ISsss, b %s Of r .sS o Iay,., woman ian, l 'y.s .n ,ssly
The torture which have endured with this
terrible secret xnawins at my heart by day
Injury that ! may have Imagined was mine.
May God have mercy upon my soul. though
| do not deserve It!
The manuscript bore the signature Of
Edith's. was the slayer OF Col. Stroke,
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
self for a few minutes. His poor brain,
too. could not seem to grapple witt the
situation. The awful fact that his father
was a murderer, concealing the dreadful
knowledge Of 1t all these years, was too
wild and unseemly to be true. yet there
was the teil-tale letter as overwhelming
proof.
Harry Cation paused suddenly in his
mental struggle and bounded to his feet.
God in heaven! she-her father, Donald
Haines-did not XII Col. Stroke. But. oh!
The whole Of her life has been cruelty
~blighted; her poor mother aged with her
sorrow and shame, and my-how can !
say Tiny 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-
fore him, 6nd h" was fired with a new
resolution, and, %bundl!ng the papers to-
sether, he hurriedly left the house
The great square in front OF the old
City Hall - thronged with men. women
and children; bodies of men clothed In
various uniforms. marshalled by mill
tary bands OF music, assist in making
the densely populated plaza an impress
ave Memorial Day scene.
\ speaker mounts 10 the great plat
form In the centre Of the Plaza. He Is
! about to lift up his voice In the ORATOR
Of the day, and steps stately forward 10
the edge of the platform, surrouI, led by
prominent G.. A. r, men Il rcnny 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 81 Won
a~ssemblage, when the figure of a young
man whose face Is familiar TO them all.
his hair waving, is observed pushing his
way, with breat labor throngh the
crush.
He pauses for nothing. however, but
reaching the steps leading TO the plat
form ounds up them, and hurrying 10
the orator, who Is by this time about IA
make another attempt, he whispers In
his AR,
Col. Cation. l Will convey 1t to the peo-
pie, for II IL just hat | should!'
And before a word OF i~nterposition
can be raised, Harry Cation, for IL Is
out over the heads OF the wondering