The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-09-16

| soon be startled by a lightning stroke
| of genius which will blazon the little
hamlet of Jacksonville in characters OF
fire on the present generation.
My wife and I 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
watching the violet tints down in the
valley. Ny wife was slowly pacing up
and down the walk.
She had been very quiet and sober all
that day, and I 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.
| 81 have something to tell you, my
husband something which 1 have
kept hidden from you. But have been
punished sufficiently; for there has not
been that absolute trustand confidence
between us that wished. 1t is all my
fault. Promise to forgive me, and l
will tell you my secret"
laughed at her, and placed my arm
| around her. ct must be something
terrible indeed" I exclaimed, in pre-
tended alarm. 'But as you are my wife,
of course there is no other way but to
| forgive the wrong"
CT believe-papa was concerned
in the bank-robbery," she finally MUIR
INJURED, in broken tones.
"Good heavens, Florence! What can
you be dreaming of 2" exclaimed, in
great surprise.
ct is no dream; how wish it was!"
she answered, the tears falling fast.
mo dream, my husband. It is the
| TRUTH
"How do you know it?" 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. I knew there was some business
| relation between them that could not
understand; 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.'
''Oh, Nelson, will never forget that;
I will always remember him by that
| strong affection he had for me. But
what 1 have told you is not surmise.
lof .so1 fr,.
| my detective, and insisted on knowing
| the truth"
''Why, I thought Wilson and Skin
ner knew nothing about Mr.. Morley's
| connection with the affair."" I eX-
| claimed.
ooh, yes, they knew it, but out of re-
gard for you and me they had deter
mined to keep it secret, seeing that
| papa was dead and a revelation of it
| would do no good. If papa had lived,
| they would have been compelled to
bring him to justice. I assigned all
the property to the bank, all except this
| place, which was bought with money
left me by my mother. Papa was not
| nearly so wealthy as most people sup
posed, but believe what he had, along
with what was obtained out OF Jack
sons estate, and what still remained of
the stolen property, fully reimbursed
the bank. That is why came to you
poor girl instead of the heiress you
had reason to expect. So you see, my
husband, you married not only COM
paratively penniless girl, but a-a-oh,
| Nelson!-a great criminals daughter!"
she faltered.
caught her closer to me.
81 married an angel. God help me to
be worthy of you!" I said, huskily.
Nov, dear heart" I added, after
awhile, do not distress yourself for
| nothing. I knew of your fathers con-
nection with the affair long before you
did,
Before you married me?" she asked,
| looking up eagerly.
eyes, long before"
"And you wished me to be your wife,
even when you knew? Then you really
did love me. What a noble old hoy you
are! And am SO happy!"
We sat there long time in silence.
What need of words! The calm and
peaceful night seemed benediction.
The stars above twinkled, but not one
of them shone with the resplendency
which beamed from the eyes of my be-
loved wife.
look forward to the future with