The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1896-12-26

that much is accomplished.
"Now to slip out and close the bank.
But why slip out? work here often
: nights, what made me say that?
''Now the bank door is closed. When
next it opens there will be black Grape
fastened there.
.5s '.'Al, Angus Bruce, you will escape
suspicion; the murder must appear the
work of burglars. Why. here's Bar
open; horn of brandy will stiffen my
/. nerves. :.
"What! Angus Bruce just on the cor
/. ner! Fortune faVors me-a letter from
my cousin-wisli to see my uncle. Ger
= tainly, captain; follow me.
"Now we are in the library. No
trouble, captain. if you don't see him
tonight; you may not see him before
he leaves on his wedding trip.
- "Uncle John! Uncle joint"
"What is it, nephew?
"Capt. Bruce is here and wishes to
+ Zee you particularly. a. ....-.g+.-.s. ....
-a'.s''I have retired, nephew, but tell
Angus to enter my room.
"Now, upstairs! Upstairsl
b Fannie! Fannie!
Eyes, cousin.
"Angus Bruce is below with q letter
1 to you from Clara.
=. ''Tell Angus I will be down at once.
snow open the trunk-the sheath
knife! l have it in my hand--,ah, but
the blade is keen and long-kick oil
these shoes and put my slippers on;
now off with my coat, roll up that
1 sleeve, the blood might stain Tiny
uncle's blood!-it's too late to hesitate
now, the will is changed. A drink OF
brandy and one look in the glass--why,
how pale l a1n-now softly, softly.
down the stairs--tae bathroom door
is open, I am inside; there stands
Bruce before my uncle, who is sitting
7 on the bedside.
Y eff she tells me, Angus, that she weds
me but to satisfy her fathers demand
: I will return 10 Wilmington a Single
man.
$50, so, then Clara does not love you,
Cncle John, but Angus, Angus! and she
shall not wed him, but your nephew,
Herbert Lathrop-can I get behind
Bruce without his seeing me? Yes,
SC1tiy Dut HuISN. AASAS oA1A"4oNV
under Bruce's arm-clutch the handle
tigl1t-drive hard-home! home to the
4 hiIt; now fly!
"That cry! that cry! 49,.
s9s ST have you, Mag! I have you!"
n s' Herbert sprang from the bed, the cry
still on his lips; the big beads of per-
/ SEPARATION pouring from his body-shak-
\ Ing and quivering in every limb. NC
''Afy God! My God! how horrible!
Why, it's but dream--this bottle will
1 liven me up bit; that came of Mag's
Il now"
:sa He closed his eyes, but uninterrupted
4 II the dream kept on.
81 Mag. you're q niger; you can't tes-
4 tifya word aud I'll kill you. Silence,
sand Tn your friend-I'll buy your chill.
..dren. It was Bruce, Mag; remember
lit was Bruce. Now I'm back in my
room. All! drink, quick! quickl
That was Fannie's door; I'll join her
\: on the stairs, and we will view the scene
together. What's that? Murder! MUIR
der!
I'VE enter the door; there's Bruce
u turning from the bedside, with the
bloody knife in his hand. It couldn't
Be better-what look of horror on his
face. I'll call it a fiendish look: there's
I Uncle John leaning back on the bed,
u and blood, blood! everywhere. Look
again; Fannie screams and faints.. i
,S Ssss3 Angus Bruce, you have murdered my
uncle!
Li6r! This is your scheme: It's
You that murdered him.
5Sg'sl Jail the offcers Call the officers!.
aScoundrel! s
5. 3a.ss4Ah you are after me! Slam the
f6oor! Slam the door! Now watch
there he goes, now for the sheriff!
sSsa yshat, Bruce! "a pira Black Beard
s..sssl 100000 for his head! Better;
ssst,eftersyet. hop. he'll soon be killed.
iIsd dead dead men cant talk. q
am planter. ] own Kendall. YDsl
n n ESQUIRE, that Clara will be my witt?
that's what I've worked FOR. To
I'M her hand was one Of the objects
q nsed me. 10 stain my hand s:with
5 Br1Ice thai l.s
ME marry the IS pae