The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1896-08-13

And o were deSpairing-WcTc
doubling heavens justice at the very
moment it was so greatly and so I'M
~cNpectedly displaying itself on our be-
half"
sydney confessed that his brother
had spoken truly-yeS, like Il coward,
he had abandoned himself 10 despair.
while Tony had been watching and
striving to drag forth the truth.
And now Sydney's heart was mum
dated with joy, and could find but
tears to tell his brother that it was so.
And we know that heaven has sent us
tears of joy as well as those of grief.
Tony wept, too, to keep his brother
company, he said.
They were good and brave men,, and
had no need to be ashamed of their
tears.
1t is only the wicked who never
weep. And while sydney sat, his face
buried In his hands, silently returning
thanks to heaven that it had so almost
miraculously intcrposed to save him,
Tony hurrying TO the doorway, shout
ed forth with all the force of his not
very delicate lungs, the baronet's name
and that of his nephew also.
Abraham Mailer, behind the window
curtains, had heard all, and with what
varying but always unpleasant feel
ingS he had listened will be very cas-
lily imagined.
Tony had left the open ledger upon
Il table so lear to the. curtains behind
which the peddler was ~enScOnSed that
now, Selling the one moment favora-
bic for his purpose, the arch knaye
had scarcely more to do than stretch
forth his arm to reach the book.
And he tore from it the page which
was ready t o his hand, and on which
was written his employers name, and
like lightning disappeared with it be-
hind the curtains.
Stanley Claremont, hearing Tony's
voice, believed that all was lost, for
he had searched through the house for
the peddler, and, of course, had not
found him.
And Stanley was greatly puzzled
thereat, for no one, he was told, had
seen Abraham quit the mansion.
Perceiving that Tony was radiant
with triumph. Stanley vas wondering
to himself what it could be that he had
to dread.
"Now," said Tony boldly, and ad-
dressing the baronet. here / am ac-
cording to my promise. l cOuld't make
myself clearly understood a little while
ago; but I shall speak plain enough
now, and I accuse"
Tony paused and fixed his eyes or
Stanley, whose face was perfectly livid
with terror, for ruin and disgrace were
now. he felt assured, about to over
whelm him.
Sir Loghlen, impatient at Tony's hes
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that he intended to accuse"
ly answered.
you accuse Stanley"
"Yes, Stanley Clarcmont."
"Of that robbery
"Well, yes, of the robbery" said
Tony, "for he had a hand in it,"
Sir LOghien turned to his nephew.
stanley" said the barOnet, you
had ~forcseen this attack-answer it,"
Stanley attempted not to speak; it
might have been that, for the time, he
had lost all power of utterance.
Speak, Stanley again urged the
baronet; land show that you are ca
Illuminated"
he has nothing IT, say for himself!'
Tony said.
And he drew from his pocket the
watch and broken seal.
Sydney continued throughout silent,
listening wonderingly-fOr he had been
told nothing of the means by which
his innocence was TO be made, as Tony
had promised him, clear and re-
splendent.
The watch he now produced. Tony
ala tIA arap hal n,nn Inlnn~nl 30
Stanley Claremont; and wished to hear
from Stanley how 1t was that a seal
which had been attached to it had been
found by Sydney In his bed chamber.
That Stanley should say he knew moth
ing of either watch or seal, proved,
Tony argued, that it would be danger
Gus for him to acknowledge them.
And returning the broken sea to his
pocket. said Tony, 1.-THE ~cleverest rogue
cannot think of everything. IT'S easy
to say that words are false, but diff
cult to prove that writing is SQUIRTING
remains, and there is no getting over
It,"
And then, taking the ledger from the
table. and giving it to the barOnet,
Tony told him, with great satisfaction.
that if he would run his eye down the
page then open before him. he would
see there, very legibly written, the
name of his worthy nephew.
And Stanley was receiving some pun
ishment for his crimes in the torture
he was now enduring.
Sir Loghlen ran his eyes over the
page, and then said hat his nephcw's
name was not there.
"Oh, yes, Sir Loghlen! about here.'
said Tony, pointing to a particular
spot on the paper.
The baronet again looked carefully
down the page, and then repeated that
his nephew's name was not there.