The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1895-03-10

or near OIdby? Hayes. I'll see the
rector's wife. she may throw some light
on the Gainsboro's whereabouts.
Yes. Mrs. Guyhirn's at home. an
swered the rectory maid, ushering Mr.
Bridger into the morning room.
Mrs sGuyhirn was seated on a low
chair, her youngest child Graded on her
lap; another was at her feet, folding
kindergarten papers.
An admiral butterfly sailed into the
room; the SECOND child darted after It
with a whoop. Mrs. Guyhirn laughed at
his vain efforts. and as the light OF
laughter rose to her eyes Boss Tee start
ed.
81 wish to speak to you about this
unfortunate affair. perhaps, madam, as
the. intimate friend of Miss Marchden.
you may help me little But ma
have left paper require In my room;
Will you excuse me one moment? will
fetch it and return
Certainly" replied Mrs. Guyhirn. still
watching the butterfly hunt.
Her said John Bridger, slapping one
knee. "Ha." sIapping the other. No
doubt as to motive now. A clever
woman is my Bertrade. At last TINS
case interests met reaches beyond
Oldby.''
Arrived at the doctors. he took out
M. d'Himbu's album and turned to "the
girl in the Gainsbro' hat"
.Tamed-wreckesi," he calculated.
Venus turned Madonna, but L know
I'm not mistaken
Slipping the photograph out OF the
album, he retraced his steps.
rs Mrs Guyhirn still in the morning
room?"
Yes, sir
Mrs Guyhirn had dismissed her chill
dren and was apparently awaiting MI
Bridgers return.
Madam" he . inquired. closing the
door and drawing the portrait from his
pocket, do you know this 2"
Half an hour later he hastily entered
DIR. Settles surgery
Doctor, you're wanted at the rectory.
Rush of blood to the head caused by
shock" Then he added. after a pause:
And pray to God that for once your
remedies may fail"
4 may tell the whole story to you
two Bos Tee said that evening as he
sat in the clematis-hung arbor with the
doctor and the policeman. Its a pa
thetic bit of life history-besides, it's in
teresting to us''-looking with frown
on the observation-disclosures it shows
how one ought to shy at mere circum-
stantial evidence. Motives the thing
without motive tee hasn't a leg to
stand on"
pipe and began as though he were read
ing from a hook:
twelve years ago a retired colonel
haunted Monte Carlo. He was a widow
err, and he and his daughter lived a
happy-go-lucky Bohemian life.
''She was pretty in a certain way-pe-
tite and fair, and with a, sparkle gained
from a COrSican grandmother. She
had always a small court, composed of
men of mixed nationalities, and when
her father had run of luck she bought
new frocks and gave picnics. One of
her most persistent admirers was M.
d Hindu, but she cared little for him.
One evening the colonel forsook the ta-
bles for baccarat; he lost two thousand
to NJ. d Hindu, and still the mad frenzy
of play was upon him.
81 have nothing left to stake he Ia
mented.
Yes whispered M. d'Himbu; the
highest stake of all-your daughter
when the lust of play cooled, the
colonel knew what he had done.
Next morning his daughter found
him on the shore, his right hand grasp
ing a pistol. the wound in his temple
laved by the calm waves of the Mediter-
ranean.
Revenge was the emotion that
sWayed her as she stood over her faith
er's dead body. You will remember
told you that Corsican blood ran in her
veins, and that the vendetta had to her
forbearS been binding obligation.
Neither me nor my money shall M.
d Hindu see again., was her cry.
LAS soon as possible the colonels
daughter left for England, to find a
home with her mothers brother old Adj
miral Jones. Life with him was as un-
like the bright, gay Monte Carlo life as
it was possible to be- She stepped at
once into an atmosphere or Pur1tanism.
She sang at open air meetings, she
played the harmoniurn in the Sailors
Bethel she signed the pledge and Joined
the Anti-gambling League. And in this
calmer air she forgot vengeance; she re-
membered M d'Himbu only as one re-
members a bad nightmare.
Mr.. Guyhfrn, being in town for the
May gatherings, was fascinated by her
zeal and intense energy, and, as she
remarked parenthetically this afternoon,
| He stood on the opposite pole to M.
d Himbu; he had never even seen
| croupier, and SO / accepted him.
.She undertook the duties of a Wears
wife and fulfilled them. AS was natural,
| there came days when she craved for
the brightness and freedom of other
years; days when her Bohemianism as
serted itself-a Bohemianism her
studious, matter-of-fact husband could
not comprehend. And thus it came
about that she learned self-repression;
| she simulated that which he would have
| her be; she acted her part
'Oyeracted it, remarked DR.. Settle.
"And so her spirit was damned in, to
] burst forth with greater force when her
| self-repression was for once forgotten
| BY one of the strangest DEGREES of fate
M d'Himbu came to Oldby and learned
| that the rector's wife was none other
| than his old love.
"Some diablerie moved him to send
| this note to Mrs. Guyhirn." continued
Boss Tee, taking it from his pocket
| book and reading:
"sYour father died owing me you and
| e, 900. Meet me by your garden at G:15
| and pay me one or the other.
'ALPHONSE.'
| .sWho took that there note?" demanded
| the policeman.
| Daft Tom, who probably thought
more of the sixpence than or the errand.
1.-THE Corsican blood leaped up. old
memories maddened her; she seized Miss
| Marchden's dagger and-as luck would
have it-her cape, which was hanging in
| the hall, and rushed forth to meet the
man who embodied all the evil of the
| past. As she reached the knoll she saw
! her husband on the field path; she knew
| she loved him and hated M. Himbu,
| and in her wrath she struck-once-
| twice. For my children's, for my hus-
| bands sake I kept silence she said.
| but / would not have let Marjorie
suffer- -
| And Miss Marchden knew"
"She suspected. She saw Mrs. Guy
| hirn fling the dagger on the pollard, but
| would not betray her friend"
Its an uncommon story. continued
| Mr.. Bridger, land if it hadn't been for
| my Bertrade might never have been
l lxpowp r knew she didn't send that