Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1896-08-19
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 the private office and commenced writ ing rapidly Papo after page is covered 2ll nervous, restless haste Often teu1a come 10 his eyes and blot the paper upon which he is pouring cut all illl5}assionea farewell letter to his wife. shortly after 1 o'clock the boakkeeper taps tt his door and asks if ha shall remain longer Nc, thank yeui Morgan, is the reply 7 shall leave soon myself ? Then, when Morgan is gone, Kendall hastena to bolt the door opening to thecG3rid0r
 fIe bas finished the letter to h.s wife when lse knob of the door is turned andsone aae attempts to enter. Kendall remains xEHy quietly in his chair, scarce ly breathiEg fer fear his presence may be bajra5ed. Again the door is tried, and when it fails to yield shuftfiug steps pass down 1e corridor
 \ dateetive!" ho ewlailns in 2 whis- per .Iethin como later and look upon the work ho and his fellows have wrought. 7
 Now he bends himself 10 the task of writing fo inc authorities and tho pub lie. Ee HHbosoH4s all His Bent up agony, and declares that in this his last hour of lie he cannot loelt back ever the past end discover one dishonest act Let the suspicion that ala guilty of crime de when ] die he writes Time will clear ID tai8 mystery, but I cannot live aid go 0tt aHd in among ycu a suspect cd man.
 He has Lad his letters carefully and sealed thes1 in envelopes lis hand ireiables < hen ho tries to write his Wiie2s name on the one intended fer her, and it is several minutes before he can finish the address Slowly he rises from hls char and stands with bowed head aud elaspea hands, his lips moving in broken appeals for mercy and forgive ness for the holfia crime he has deter mined to commit He turns suddenly, and Jhrusfilg his hand into one of the compartments ef tho desk brings forth weapon ef glistening, polished steel. There Is no trembling, no hesitaney HOW. Be $ as firm, as unyielaing as iron, and with deliberation that is blaed eardling he examines the revolver ta make sure Il is in order. Satisfied N.ith his examination, he moves toward the rearof the office as though he would not have his body lie in the doorway, but pauses and stands listening breath lessly as he heaF5 footsteps again ap- proaehlas his dsaH The knob turns and tAe docr is shaken gently.
 Kendall wishes his heart would not beat so loudly, for he fears the detective Ni1l heaF it a1ld demand entrance. It will all be over before he can force the deer. ' whispers the despairing man as he raises tlle revolver to his temple.
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 God! It hisWifel What has brought her here? Never mind; he will keep quiet, and when she receives no reply she will think he IS elsewhere and go away. lie cannot, he must net see her again.
 Johnl My husband2 rises the plead ing, anxious voice at the Goor. Let ne in, dear! I want to see you Quicki'
 No answer He dare not see her Though his slender form shakes with an emotion that almost causes him to fall, he makes no reply. He hears her drop on her knees at tho threshold and then the beating cf her hands against the heavy eaieea panels
 70 GsUd. il it be tAy Will, she cries, let this cup of bitterness pass from 1i4y liTsl John, John, if death has not claimed you, open this door! It is l, Anna, and ] have news for yeui Come, auicl1-it is here-a telegraml The mes Benger could not find you and so brought 1t to the house.
 \ telegraml News The blood surges to his head and che room seems to Whirl about him. The revolver drops from his nerveless fingers. lie oashes to the door and shoots back tho bolt The pitiful, almost despairiiag Nyolaan kneeling there realizes she has not come too late and f11es to eXtend tho hand in which is clulnplcd a bit of yellow paper as she sinks prostrata in tho doorway. In his awful haste 1t seems hours before he can unfold aud read the dispatch, and when he has done SC he reels, gasps, feels that the floor is sl Tipping away from him and sinks into uneansal0usness.
 The detective. whose coming Kendall had anticipated huries along the hall way. for hc has heard the fall of body and tears shat he mgg nave been too late fo prevent inc crime Of self destrQction. Ho stands for q moment appalled, at the sight before him, believing that he is in the presence of death. Then he notices the open telegram lying close by Ken dalI's outstretcled arm, and catching 1t hastily from the floor reads this mes
 BUn4nvIrLR, O., Oct. 4. To John Kendall. Eoolu 8, Commercial Build ing, New York:
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