Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-09-13

trace of anger or hatred. In his eyes
was a lock of unutJerable self-reproach
and contrition.
Dick" he whispered family, "this is
The end"
Yes, fear It is" said Captain STAN
bury. God have mercy on you! Ma
than" he added, this man is my young
err brother-my brother and your I'M
cle,
Your brother?" gasped Nathan, and
Godfrey uttered a cry of establishment.
1T is a strange story" continued the
captain. Let me tell It in a few words.
NV father was the Earl Of Rayenwood
and at RavenwOCd court, near Noting
ham. in England, the three brothers of
us were brought up. Anthony, the eld-
est. died IN 1860, and that same year 1
married the daughter of a retired sea
captain of Bristol Mary Harding was
the equal of any woman. in the world,
but my father chose to think that had
disgraced him and the family. We had
q bitter quarrel, and he disowned me
and cast me out. Being the eldest liy-
ing son, | was then Lord Langdon, but
I cared nothing for the title. | came to
Philadelphia under an assumed name,
Nathan. and there you were born and
my beloved wife died. Since then /
have lived only for you, my boy, and
that you might some day come into your
inheritance 7 preserved the papers re-
lating to my marriage ami your birth,
They were in the packet You found I'M
der the Aocr of my cabin. And from
the day 1 left England 1 neither saw or
heard of nv brother Gerald until We me-,
after the battle Of Monmouth.
Captain Stanbury sank into chair,
covering his face with his hands. and
fer moment there was deep silence.
Nathan neither moved nor spoke 1t
was a strange story he had just heard.
So Major Langd0n was his fathers
brother-his own uncle, The mystery
was growing Gear. and he shrank from
what he suspected was to come. God
FREY seemed 10 understand for there
was a look Of fixed horror on his face.
Dick" said Major L@ngdOn, It's my
turn now. can't last long, and want
70 confess
"No. no." interrupted Captain Stan
bury. Let that rest Gerald. 1t can
do no good 70 tell it,
But I must" persisted The dying
man. in a shrill voice. DO Won think
I can 20 to ny grave with such bur
dan on my sCul3 I came here tonight
10 Kill YOU. Dick. and have been justly
punished. God knows l an repent
ant
t,1sot-o v-of, ara Cc.o III -
Thank You. Dick. Now Jet me speak
while I can-let me tell I: all. 1 recOg-
nized my nephew in Philadelphia, and
you discovered on the fed oil Mon
mouth. I heard you speak Of the pa
pers. and il was then first conceived
this awful crime. I wanted the tue
and esta-es-I wanted TO be Earl or
Ravenwood, Dick, and YOU and Your son
stood in my way. But hated you oo.a
because YOU were rebels. else l could
hardly have gone so far. / had you car
ried off the field. and I tod the Hes
SLAMS 10 kill you
81 suspected that, Gerald. I knew
and recognized you when you rode by
me 10 the rear, 'out l was too weak to
speak.
And 10 You know what I did next,
Tick? DO YOU know that 1 sent band
Of rufians 10 steal the papers-th3t [
paid Simon Glass 10 kill your boy, my
own nephew"
yes. I know that, too. I heard II
from Nathan. VINO was mercifully saved
from death
And can YOU forgive me, Dick? I
have 10 right 10 ask it, but I am truly
repentan.. You won't refuse a dying
man."
Captain staubury's hard face soft