The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1897-07-10

eye tWlnKleu-l III somewhat famous.
Money can work miracles, and hcdgct1
i'll my poor Lucy with twenty dollar
gold pieces"
"Your wife is nlivr?"
"ics," he replied, gloomily; "but
anxiety has made an old woman OF her.
Her beauty has gone. She is tho
wreck of what she once was. The Greek
l spoke of has charge of her and tho
boy. He has been we'll educated, but
he cannot teach the lad much longer"
"And the name, MIR. Gerard, of the
mur.lrrrr?"
"Burlington."
"What? The writer? The saciaI-
ist?"
THAT is he. I meet him" he whis-
pcrcd frarfully, Eat banqucts, at the
cluhs-cvcrywhcrr.
thought of that familiar figure,
Dnmoclcs and the sword; of the wretch
In the iron chamber, whose torture Poe
has dcscribrd; of many others whose
sutlcrings have stained the pngc OF
history: and. noting the l,nggard rca-
lures Of the man beside mo. his twitc CHI
ing fingers, his prcmntnrcly gray head.
his sunltrn chest, and in salient con-
trnst to these his love Of life and pleas
urc, his great wealth, his power and
fnrnc-noting this and more, | con-
sidcrcd my own future, and trcmblcd.
l make certain, looking back, that dur
ing this interview bnhc good-by to my
youth. Tie realities of this world,
stripped of gloss and glamour, grinned
sourly in my face, c:rkling derisively.
"1lc cannot be mad" exclaimed.
"1le is mad" persisted Gerard. wait
till you see him. The glare of insanity
ia In his cyes-others have noticed 10
but his scIf-control Is marvellous.
What" - he leaned forward and
touched my cheek with his clammy
fingers-"whnt will happen when that
self-contro gives way?"
Tho $4,000 salary began to shrink.
"But your son." | said, impnticntly;
"you wish mo to be tutor to your son.
What has he to do with this many"
"Ruriington," returned my host, in
sombcr accents, will SHAY my boy as he
slew my friend. ! am certain of it,"
"Tlrcn he Knows Of your marringc?"
''IIc does"
"Of the birth of your son?"
eyes,
"of the Snnctll"ryT
81 don't know. fear the worst.''
"Mr. Gerard" l said, "arc you sure
thnt you are not the victim Of your
nerves? Possibly this man never conf
mitted the crime your wife charges him
with. Time has"
'Tut, tnt!' he retorted, pcevishly.
edo you take me for u fool2 Durling-
ton knows what he is doing. Look here
and here"
lie drew from his pocketbools half
dozen sheets of pnper. These were
soled and stained from use. The man
must have read and rc-rcnd them a
thousand times. lie spread one out
upon his knee, and without glnncing ut
it, repeated to ne from memory this
contents.
"'You cannot escape me- he MUIR
INJURED. but know how to wait.
shall strike you down when you least
expect it."
lie handed mo the paper. but could
not decipher the words upon it, 1t
bore II date, March II, 1875, md was
written upon printed telegram form.
"A telegram" exclaimed.
Eyes, and written in cipher, n CT
pher several of us used ut Red GuIch,
md one familiar to Burlington. Here
is another message of later date. 1t
runs: you have child. Take good care
q it, When | received this" said Ger
nrd, tapping the faded paper. 81 went
nearly crazy with terror. had solved
the problem which had puzzled me for
five ycnrs. My life, in the opinion OF
this demon. was not worth the taking.
He had reserved for himself Il sweptcr
revenge. Nothing would gut his nppe-
tite but the blood of my innocent child.
OF course dared not tell The mother.
1t Is not often that the Irish Standard
can indorse what Methodist ministers
say on American patriotism, but the
following utteranccs by Rev. Dr. Leach,
of Chicago. have the true ring in them:
What constitutes IN Americana" as,snd
DIR. Leach. ut III surely not his birth,
Or else we had not 50 many who bore
or,nS ofrrinst ttair land 'I|to p,nrr. w