The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1897-02-25

crime 90 close to our house ana in
broad day light
So I went to stay with a neighbor,
a good friend Of mine. who had re-.
NAMED true 10 me through all my
trouble. Her name was Mrs. Love.
She and her husband were my best
iriends Mother had offered I'VE hun
dred dollars reward to any one who
would find the murderer OF her be-
loved lilly. stlll the mystery was not
cleared up.
One evening about a week and half
after the crime had been committed,
! threw a scarf over my head and
walked out OF my friends gate. had
not thought OF going anywhere In par
iieuiar. but felt as though must walk
somewhere. had gone on without
thinking where ! was going until sud
denly found myself In front Of Mr.
Jones house. Mr. Jones was Tiliy's
old lover had never seen him since
the Inquest ] stopped and leaned over
his gate 10 admire his flowers. I had
not noticed him when l hrst stopped
but ! nov saw him busy with some
flowers close beside the fence. a little
to the right lie evidently had not seen
me. was Just about 10 speak when
heard him exclaim. 20. cannot stand
II, cannot stand ltF I thought he
must be In pain and quickly asked him
what was the matter. When be heard
my voice he turned around looking for
oil the world like crazy man, and
cried out, 20. why have you never toldl
Why do you not telll I knew you saH
me that morning. that awful morning
! went In to confess everything. but
turned coward and came away, but !
knew then. and I have known ever
since. that you saw me In the kitchen
with the knife"
He stood there looking 90 awful with
his white set face. that I thought he
must have surely gone crazy. did not
believe Tor moment that he was tell.
Ing me the truth.
Mr.. Jones'" I said. come here and
tell me what IL the matter" But he
stood there staring a. me IN the most
awful manner. Al last he said. "Yes,
{, IL true. too true. I killed that most
unhappy girl. that terrible morning
And you, you lave borne the suspicion
all this tue. and never spoken, never
told what you knew"
Mr.. Jones. said. Il never saw you
that morning and I d. not believe you
committed the crime. hut think you
have been pondering over this horror
20 much that you are not quite your.
self"
Quite myself" ne Eroaned. DO you
think ! win ever be myself againl
Why. am a murderer Of the wors,
kind. ! vent there that morning." he
continued. TO ask Tilly to accompany
me 10 the picnic She was out IN the
rhuharb patch with a knife In her
hand cutting some rhubarb. when !
asked her to come With me 70 the pic.
mic. She laughed At me and called me
an old fool. think I must have gone
crazy then. 70. ! snatehed the knife
from her hand and"
Here he broke OF. covered hls white
face. With his hands and tottered into
the house: / cannot tell how | got
home to my friends house that night.
know got up 10 my room without be.
Ing noticed. but 10 sleep-o. thought
. would never sleep again. dld 70 70
sleep. however. Jus, a. the birds were
beginning 10 sing the next morning
and I dld not awaken until about nine
o'clock.
When ! looked out Of my window
saw Mr.. Love coming up the garden
path looking very much excited.
hurried down stairs. expecting knew
not what just a. I got down stairs
AFR. Love came running In calling his
Wlfe's and my name a. the top OF hls
voice.
Well" be said. 1t Is an cleared M
Old Jones has committed suicide. 'rhey
found him dad this morning with a
bullet hole IN his head. and a letter
pinned 10 the able-eloth. eonfessias
that he killed THY. and an about A."
Now" he added. perhaps that old
woman. your mother. viii forgive you.
Well. there was great excitement.
aud the nelghbors We'd with ea,h other
IN making much Of me. especially when
they learned that Mr. Jones had made
me his heiress and left me property
VALUED a from forty % City thousand