Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1897-01-07

Tor aid. In bass and treble, were being
uttered.
"show me the way" 1 said to the
man.
He reluctantly took up lantern that
stood on the floor.
II turns the gas Off nights" he said.
"ihem's the orders. But it leaves you
ut the mercy Of burglars and SIGH most
shameful. We may be murdered our
selves for all we know, in the dark
like this"
with trembling steps he preceded
me upstairs, and stopped before IL GER
tain door.
I'm sure it's No. 20 them shricks
came FROM" he said.
A shock head, Just lifted from it's
pillow, projected from the next door,
winch was opened Il little way.
1T is No. 90" said the masculine
some one: something frightful has
happened
There's been Il man in there. I
and Miss Phipps both heard him talk
ing cried shrill voice.
And she is supposed to live there
alone with her maid," some one who
kept herself hidden, added; land this
is respectable studio building
Meanwhile, 1 had put my shoulder
against the door. The lock yielded
and stood within the room. The light
of lamp with crimson shade which
| stood upon a dwarf bookcase, revealed
pretty studio, an easel on which stood
half-tnshed picture, an overturned
and broken vase. from which water
and flowers had fallen, and cast down
upon the floor, in the agonies of DEATH
a man, whose hand still clutched n
smoking pistol.
| BY this time two policemen had az
rived, others followed them, they lifted
the mans head so that the light fell
| on it,
| "Who did this?' on asked.
Il did it myself was tired of it
all he gasped. God forgive
1t was all over.
But where is the lady?' said the
| janitor.
We hurried together into an inner
room. On the floor Il lady lay, sense
less.
From under the bed crawled fright
ened little maid, who went into hyster-
les on the spot, and for some time could
| give no information. At last she told
us that she had never seen the dead
man before; that when he rung the
bell she opened the door, and he
walked in; when her mistress saw him,
she screamed and told him to go away
at once. He would not; he said, You
are my Wife-I have Il right here
and he sent her, the maid, out Of the
studio. After awhile her mistress
called murder, and came running into
the room where she-the maid-sat, and
the man fired after her, and she fell.
Then he fired again, the maid supposed
to kill himself-she did not see him
do it, she was hidden under the bed.
Examination proved that the lady
had been wounded in the arm. The
bullet had passed through it. I had
some skill in such matters, and I Of
fered to bind up the wound. 1 had
scarcely begun the work when I real
lied that, much as time and it's pres
ent pallor had altered it, I looked upon
4 face I knew. The senseless woman
over whom I bent was my lost love,
Lorena, and guided by this clew, now
saw that the dead man was no other
than Tom Allison, the cousin of whom
I had been Jealous, whom Lorena hao
married twelve years before.
An involuntary exclamation burst
from my lips. explained it instantly
to those around me-thus:
II find that I know who that man is
His name is Thomas Allison. This lady
is his wife. or was when last l heart
of her. She came from the far West
and is, l am sure, in every sense q
lady,"
NV words had an effect on those pres
ent Miss Phipps and her friend, who
had made toilets and joined us, offered
TO nurse their neighbor, since it was
only a case of bad husband; and
Dromised to be ready with my purse
since Mrs Allison proved to be an Ole
friend and neighbor.
The spinsters were really kindly
women, and kept vigil and did thell
best for the patient for weeks without
complaint; and Lorena recovered.
1t was, however, two months before
she was able to talk to me.
Then she told me her story. 1t was q
brief ono. Tom had been cruel, disSl
mated and unfaithful. She had learned
to decorate china, and do art needle
work. and so won her bread. Twice ne
had deserted her, and she had forgiven
him. But at last he had beaten her
and she had resolved never to live Will
him again.
The night of which have told you
he had come to her in Il state OF insane
intoxication. and it had been his inten
ton to murder her.
"Oh, what a life mine has been,' she
said.
"Yet you Tilted me for him. could
not help saying.
"You went away without word OF
adieu. My heart was sore: my pride
deeply hurt" she said. ''Tom's love
making came at the right time. 1 mar
ried him-wretched girl that was-ou1
of spite. l am we'll punished"
But my note?' l said.
II did not get your note for long
time" she replied. "On his way to
orr house Mrs Fleets little boy fell
down and broke his arm. This made
him forget all about the note until he
WAS we'll enough to put on his jacket
again: then he brought it to me; then
Well. no matter about that; had been
Mr.; Allison for two weeks, and 2ou'd
only CIV over the letter and burn it.
tried to be a true wife to Tom, but he
would not let me-.
"NIv Lorena!" ! exclaimed, holding