The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-05-09
| AM GUILTY.

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DO no love without jealousy. j was pas
sionately attached to nay wife and will
freely confess that was madly jealous
OF her, and with good cause 1T would
seem. One day met her out talking to
a strange man, who moved hastily away
ON my approach. She was confused, agi-
tated, and when taxed her with II re-
fused to tell mo who he was. His name |
was Leeson-that was all she would |
saw. Constraint and mistrust rose up |
between us then, and we babe long
farewell to happiness.
IL came to terrible crisis when one
day, returning home at an unexpected
time. ! found him in my house. over
heard part of their interview, beheld
the passionate kiss of farewell, and wild,
mad. distracted, rushed into the street.
Here met Clement CRIMSON, TO whom
poured forth all my wrongs. He said
he knew something of this man Lesson,
and would take me to little public
house i'm Rotherhithe, where l might
meet him and demand an explanation,
| but at the same time implored inc to do
nothing rash.
All that day / stepped my senses In
| strong drink, the fools Lethe, wherein
| he browns all his troubles. l saw Grim
ston again, and at night we went to
| Rotherhithe. 1t was low, horrible den.
| and it is strange what one who appeared
a gentleman could be doing there. l
met him, but by this time was so mad
and blind with drink and with passion
that all that followed is an utter blank
to me-
| When at last returned to complete
consciousness, the first faint gray streaks
of morning light were peeping between
the blinds, and | lay on couch in my
own house. The only other occupant OF
the room was Clement Grimston, who
paced restlessly up and down.
"What is the matter?' L cried, pass
ing nv hand over my brow. what has
happened? All. l remember, dimly.
Where is Adela?"
| "She is gone"
"Not with -! Oh, what happened
last night? / can't remember. What a
fool | was to drink like that Tell me,
{ Crimson. for heaven S sake, tell mel
, Don't You really remember he
= asked slowly as he gazed down stead
tasty at me.
{ ono"
| "You met Eric Lesson. You had
: terrible quarrel. You were so drunk you
, seemed unconscious of what you said OF
/ did. tried to restrain You. You would
u not listen to me, and them
r "Then what?" / demanded, starting
TO my feet
O There was q pause. We looked at each
d other, stupidity helpless, he with
@ solemn pity and sorrow in his eyes.
!. Eyes, what them" Exclaimed again
He laid his hands upon my shoulders
and bending forward whispered:
"Then you shot him dead ]
"a
~ have left the country. lam dwelling
\ by myself in lonely hut high n
n among the Swiss Alps. did not see m.
# wife before left home. Thank beavel
Is for that How could bid her farewell
10 Is she not faithless to me. and am nc
W guilty-guilty of murder?
a Clement Grimston was truly frlen
no in need to me in my present horrlpi
* situation. He had managed to get IN
ms away from the public house at Rothel
m bithe before my crime was discovered
M before was conscious of it mysef-an
81, he again il was who helped me to leay
a England.
". proyided myself with money enoug
er for my few simple necessities. AdeI
RI. has means Of her own and Will want II
as nothing, whatever may befall her. IL
Of hest she should think me dead-lost
of her forever. l am no longer Oswald IL
strange. l have changed my identit
Would to God l could so easily chan'
the mast am indeed dead to the worl
ida I never speak To soul, save now al
nm then the shepherds and peasants OF q
rlv mountain land. When the English ira
.ch elers pass near my retreat, shuh the
a as would pestilence.
,it- Then there are the terrible nigh
nd when wake up in a sweat from sor
re. shastly nightmare--but not more CHA
mn " than the reality-wake up III
IN, agony Of remorse for the human !
his which have taken And then anotr
,on terrible thought generally follows up
our this: Suppose should have made m
has take? Suppose Adela could have
iuh planned had given her time! Supp'
ex She should have been guiltless!
the heaveul What difference can that ms
res now? None, save to intensity my sun
he ing and remorse Inever dare appro'
md her again. must remain dead to
,a'd for IL ain guilty! All, poor AIDE
how | loved her once--aye, ana
her MS much still, God help mel
How can go on leading this ex
inst ence? How is il all to end-this NV
~" death, this self inflicted expiration q
III crime? I often wonder. Yet here hi
dragged on. three horrible, weary ye
--three years that have seemed to
or like an eternity.
% One day in my lonely wandering
=, came upon spot where some tour
a. Dad been lunchng. They had lief
az newspaper behind them. Mechanical
took IL up. Ii was London daily, n
some three or four weeks old. "
ao -. eager longing | read the news. 1t
:, the first Ibad seen of the old home i
=, T. In three long. weary years. That j.
nal falling in my way was one ct tf
strokes of chance which we call impl