Daily camera., 1897-09-04
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That love. so deep, so fond, that he
gave up his life rather than yield to
thought which might cause her unhap-
piness-surely such love was atone
ment enough for the evil he had
wrought.
Mr.. Perry was stonding beside me as
these thoughts flew through my mind.
Il cannot understand how or why
Sylvester Morley should Eccome mixed
up in this affair and so meet his death"
the president said. in grave tones
"Surely-but then that is too wild q
thought to utter. But there is some
thing I cannot understand about it,
"Oh, Mr.. Perry" l exclaimed, ''it is
my fault / should have explained be-
fore, but the affair has sent my wits
wool ol-gathering." l handed him the
bond had picked up, giving brief ac-
count of the finding Then went on:
after found the bond. Immediately
informed Mr. Morley, as he was an in
terested party. being one of the trus-
tees of the bank. and | wished some
older heads advice. l explained every
thing to him in answer to the numer-
Gus questions he asked me-
Mr. Perry was listening intently, as
were also Wilson and Skinner, and the
perspiration broke from my forehead
as | went on with the gigantic lie.
st seems he could not resist attempt
ing an investigation himself, and-and
so came here. ! was in the cellar when
he came down, but it was as dark as
pitch, and thought it was one of the
robbers and that | was trapped. did
not discover the truth until too late"
"Ah, that explains it all Mr.. Perry
said, when | had finished. THAT was
Morley, truly. He was always that
kind of a man, and would never de-
pend upon another to accomplish
things when he could do it himself"
| could not help glancing furtively
at the two detectives, and received
from each nod of approval
In one room-once the dining-room
of the old house, bright young fell
low is working, planning, thinking, ex-
perimenting all day long, and at times
all night long, too, on the problem OF
voice-transmisSion without the aid Of
receiver or transmitter. He has made
some progress, and, as he is a patient
young man of brilliant parts, | make
bold to prophesy that the world will
soon be startled by a lightning stroke
of genius which will blazon the little
hamlet of Nelsonville in characters of
fire on the present generation.
My wife and | are spending the sum-
mer at her residence on Sunset hill,
and we drive over to the old house
every day to talk and to encourage
the young genius.
A year has passed since Mr.. Morley's
death; six months after that tragic
event Florence became my wife.
The first evening Of our arrival at
Sunset hill l was sitting on the porch,
watching the violet tints down in the
valley. My wife was slowly pacing up
and down the walk.
She had been very quiet and sober all
that day, and l attributed her mood to
the sorrowful recollections which the
place would naturally call up.
Presently she came and knelt down
beside me. Resting her head on my
shoulder, she spoke.
Il have something to tell you, my
misunderstanding which 1 have
kept hidden from you. But have been
punished sufficiently; for there has not
been that absolute trust and confidence
between us that | wished. 1t is all my
fault. Promise to forgive me, and I
will tell you my secret"
l laughed at her, and placed my arm
around her. ''It must be something
terrible indeed" l exclaimed, in pre-
tended alarm. "But as you are my wife,
of course there is no other way but to
forgive the wrong.
FL believe-papa was concerned
in the ba1ik-robpery," she finally muir
INJURED, in broken tones.
"Good heavens, Florence! What can
you be dreaming OFF" l exclaimed, in
great surprise.
1T is no dream; how I wish it was!"
she answered, the tears falling fast.
mo dream, my husband. 1t is the
truth"
"How do you know it?'' I asked.
"When heard that Jackson was the
guilty one, and that papa had been
killed by him, I suspected then that
papa had something to do with the af-
fair. 1 knew there was some business
relation between them that l could not
understands; and then papa's secret
trouble during the six weeks before
he died was significant"
"But, after all, this is only surmise,' =
/ said, in an attempt to comfort her.
"Think of your fathers position. Think
how he loved you"
ooh Nelson | will never forget that;