The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1899-05-27


while with his left he endeavorcd to re
strain the body from sinking 10 the floor.
Help. help" He drew the weapon
forth. the red blood dyeing his sleeve as
he did so.
Uncle Alvin! Uncle Alvin! Oh, tell
me. Tell me.''
There was 4 groan, a twitching of the
limbs, contortion of the features. and a
dead man slid from the chair to the blood
soaked carpet of the library.
"Oh, God. what fcnd has done this
deed?' cried Robert, as he bent over the
still form on the carpet.
\ piercing cry answered him, and Hat
tie, who had been reused by the cries and
hastily descended the stairs. sunk on her
knees by the side of her murdered father.
At the same instant Herman Craven
rushed into the room.
A cry of horror broke from his white
| lips as his eyes fell on the scene before
| him.
"Merciful God, My uncle murdered.
You. Robert Campbell, you standing over
his lifcless remains. and with that reekin-
weapon in your hand? Fiend! Assassin.
| see it all, Maddened by his refusal 10
give you his loved daughters hand in mar
riage. you have taken his life. Stand
back from my loved cousins side, or, red
handed as you are, will attack you. oh,
my loved uncle. 1t was your death cry
that reused me from my SUMMERS.
Herman Cravcn,' cried Robert, as he
Strengthened to his full height. has this
terrible scene crazed you? You cannot
believe the words you have uttered to he
true; but rouse the servants and send for
! help. The assassin must not escape
"Nor shall he, Robert Campbell. lou
are the murderer here! l-ittl" did |
dream what my uncle's cries forcto!d.
MARS Alvin. Mars Alvin. Murdered.
Mur(ered And by you, Mars Robert.'
Old Uncle Duke who had entered the
room, walked to the side of his young
mistress, who was caressing the dead
form of her father.
1T was |, Herman Craven. who an
swered the summons of the door bell. ]
had been here for a half hour; was here
bv appointmcnt. as you know, TO take up
my note. | brought with me bag of
coin and received it cancelled ere the door
bell rang. l.
where is this bag of coin!'
why, there upon your uncle's desk,
Wnert pldctu It.
There is no bag of coin there. Villain,
You plotted well.'
NO bag of coin there? Robbery has
then been added to murder. Your mis-
trcSs, Hannah, your miStrcss.'
Aunt Hannah stood in the door leading
from the library to the bankers cham
her. Her mulatto face was of an aShen
buc and she was shaking as with palsy.
\ Il 1rlin
Murdered, murdcrcd.'
The cries of poor Hattie were frantical-
~ resembling through the house.
Poor darling" said Robert, and rs he
stopped, the bloody weapon fell from his
hand and struck ut her side.
What wonder that she tainted.
Robert was STOPPING. with a view to
raising her TO a sofa that the room con
tanned
Hands off my cousin, murdcrcr,' cried
Herman. But already Robert had her
in his strong arms, and in seconds time
her white form, clad only in Il wrapper
she had hastily donncd over her long night
robe. had placed her on the sofa. where
the quaking Hannah and her daughter
Millic. who had joined them, were soon
striving to revive her.
l mere lfNkc ildil IpI>tl -thdill, inc F'lG-
rage driver, whom he had sent for Or.
Norcum, two blocks away, and he now
rc-cntcrcd the room.
Had we not best lay the body of your
uncle on the bed in his chamber, Her
man. asked Robert.
Murderer. leave him where he fell be
meath your blow until those arrive who
Will take you in charge. Do not attempt
ilight-you are too we'll known. Watch
him, Uncle Duke, and you, Hannah aud
Millic; he is your masters murderer
'ImpoSsible" exclaimed Uncle Duke
while Hannah dropped the bowl of water
from which she was sprinlIing her youn.
mistress face, and in very terror ran
screaming from the room.
Infamous wretch" cried Robert ''Yo
know your words arc false. For aught
know yours may have been the hand that
welded this knife
Here he stopped and raised the weapon
from the floor.
Help, Help" cried Herman. "You
would assasinate me as you did my uncle
He dashed through the door, and in an
instant mis- slippcrcd feet were descend,
| ing the piazza steps.
Help. Help: Murder. Murder" re,
sounded his voice rs he sped away in the
darkness.