The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-06-20

I the cabman helped ne out, vet as 7 paid
MIN MS fare I was SO far recovered that
asked him where he had found me.
Two gentlemen had hailed him from a
public house and put me into the cab
telling him where 10 drive me I was drunk
they told him; and certainly 7 must have
looked Il as I stood there az the hotel
door in my dazed condition.
For the moment 1 could not recall how
( Il had all happened. and after watching
the grinning Jehu drive away I went in
doors.
a gentleman has been waiting for you.
sir. for the past hour" said the landlord,
eyeing me curiosly All here he isr'
As he spoke a quiet-looking man. with
grey side-whiskers, came up TO my side
and said
Mr.. Paul Eandeleur?"
That is my nFTne"
I have something important to say to
you, which I'd like to tell you privately -
Come this way TO my room"
l walked before him. he following close
at my heels, until I reached my sitting
room. and then I asked him what he
wanted.
I am a detective from Scotland yard
and arrest you for passing forged Bank
OF England notes"
In a moment the effects of the chloro-
form passed from me and left me clear
headed: then I cOmDrehended the reason
OF my Wife's seeming unreasonable fears,
and also why she was in this town She
mad fed from London to escape justice
ana 10 join her forger father and his ac-
complete, the Jew
leaned against the mantel-shelf think
ing II all out, the detective watching me
meanwhile with calm. intent eyes. Those
nappy married months rolled before me
IN all their heart-breaking details. as the
events Of the past VIII unfold before the
n he inc
saw now why Clarissa asked me to run
away with her from her evil environments :
also why she dreaded to let me out Of her
sight. She wanted TO break from the mesh
OF CRIME, but through the misery Of this
revelation / also felt that she must have
loNed me- and that consOled me somewhat.
What have you discovered. for I am
utterly ignorant?' I asked at last, rousing
myself '7--'s
That you will have time to prove.
Meanwhile, must do my duty and search
you" = Il
l allowed him to go through my pock-
cts nor was l surprised when he puIled
out roll of spurious notes. I expected
that l was to be made the scapegoat IF
those master criminals, who had shared
me.
The post had come in, and I found the
tehth Ietter waiting for me. I read IL and
found only a few hurried words. Cvarissa
had not much time that morning 49,
catching the train to keep her appoint-
ment with her father and his partner tbe
Jew '-'0i 'i'0
In the train the detective told me how
they had raided the cottage. about the
tlihe that Clarissa must have been driv-
ing 10 the station. They had found moth
ing on the premises Compromising b,It he
lore they had finished their search tbe
postman mad delivered a letter for Mrs.
Nandeleur, with an enclosure of false
notes and directions about their passing.
inns letter was not there when Won
went to the cottage2"
mo, it came while we vvara tho... -.
with II and what 1 have on YOU 7 fear
you VIII f1nd some trouble in establisbine-
your own innocence, or that of your wife );
did not mind this. My heart was sing
ing; Clarissa is not false. She did NOT
put me into this net. Her fears for me
drove her to her fathers. She loves me
I hoped she would get away. I did not
grudge suffering for her, for I felt she
would not forget me. From that moment
l held my peace
was examined next day and sent TO
trial. but no longer had either homes or
Tears would be condemned and suffer
the penalty, but felt Clarissa would not
forget. -
Two days before the date of nv trial 7
saw my darling, and knew that she had
come to take my place. She also had been
drugged and carried to Belgium, but she
had escaped and come to England in time
to save me. Her father and his accom-
pllce for the time escaped, and she got
i1ve years penal servitude for that diabol-
ical letter that her father had sent TO tran
us DO tn.
am free and waiting, with our little
daughter. until Clarissa is liberated. -Four
years and nine months have passed. and
she is coming out tomorrow Our little
Ciarlssa was born IN prison. but what of
thatY 1 still keep on the cottage. so that
my darling may find the same old place.
and the same old sweetheart
And when She comes I know she will
have no more fears, but place her tender
hand upon my fevered head and at the
sweet touch Gods peace viii come upon
me, and the utter misery of the past will
roll away with the night, like the heavy
burden from the back of Christian On.
Clarissa, my beloved!
1.-THE End