The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1899-08-26
CHAPTER X1X.-(Continued.)

Your opinion of Herman craven seehS
to have changed.
There is much, sen, that we cannot
understand. Above all else, we must not
lose sight of the fact that Herman is tiie
dead bankers nephew-his only SISTER
child. ! did doubt the validity OF tha'
will, but ask yourself this question:
Would a wealthy uncle do less than ND
orally remember an only nephew IN MS
will? Again, would he not be apt 10
name his daughters only living relative
her guardian? 1t is not strange that ne
had named him his administrator. 1 ne
banker babe fair to live many years. Her
man was under his guidance. and ne no
doubt hoped to sec him come up 10 MS
standard of what he thought young man
should be, in which event he no DOUBT ex-
pected that the young man would one day
become his son.
Il cannot"
DO not interrupt me"' exclaimed the
father. with some show of irritation. ne
banker was Unexpectedly murdered ana
thus deprived Of many years OF me- III All
probability All these duties devolved on
Hcrman's shoulders many years carrier
than Mr.. DeRosette had expected. why,
had he lived hut two years longer the
clause in his will appointing Herman ms
daurhter's guardian would have been OF
no force. for Hattie would have reached
her twentieth year Mr.. DeRosette would
have deemed it folly to appoint man OF
his own years and who might not outiiVe
him. rs his administrator. So 1t Is that
we find Herman Craven the administrator
of his will and the guardian of his daugh-
ter. Yes. the president of his bank, and
in control of the vast fortune he lett be-
hind-Herman Craven. y young man IN
whom neither you nor /. nor the directory
have any confidence"
Not the least"
And yet we can blame neither Tue
banker nor Herman Craven. Above all
things, SON. let us be just. | fully believe
that Herman has not single doubt OF
Roberts guilt"
But Miss DeRosettc?'
..Ah, That is another matter altogeth-
er. Come let us 20 home. We can con
verse on the way
Il am going to call on the mother and
sister of The innocent man in jail, father
Yes. by all means, son. My heart
bleeds for them. But how do they bear
UP rndcr their sorrow?'
''Bravciy, father. Mr.. Sellars has in
spircd them with that faith that they are
only looking forward to the day when
Robert shall be vindiCated.'
We'll, it is best so. Jennie is a brave
girl"
And the dearest one on earth to me,
father"
SO. 50. bog! You have chosen your
future brideT"
r co.
We'll. God grant you may. l would
gladly welcome the daughter of my old
friend. Duncan Campbell. as my sons
wife, even though his innocent son should
meet death on the gallows.'
Thank you, my father; but no such
fate awaits Robert Campbell"
The two men here left the office. and the
father made his way home, while fifteen
minutes later the son entered the door of
the widows residence. where he found
two women in tears.
Cheer up. Cheer up,' he cried, as he
crossed the threshold. You both prom
isel to he brave Remember Sellars say
before dawn"
Then dawn must soon appear" said
the widow. for with my son in the hands
of jury that Will at 10 o'clock tomorrow
condemn him to death, there could be no
darker hour
Yes, mothcr-one." sobbed the daugh-
ter.
But not for you and your dear mother,
my loved Jennie, For you, the dawn
will soon break. and as clear and fair as
a summer morn, | know it-feel il. A
noble name will be vindicated-a son and
brother restored to you. Even now the
great detective may be Fastening to the
rescue of an innocent man.
Yes. Yes" cried Jennie. I'VE have
his word-his plcdger'
And the pledge of Lang Sellars is new
or violated, my love"'
His reward" said the widow, shall
not be measured by gold. We will ever
cherish his memory in our hearts,
And my reward dear Mrs. Campbell?'
yours. Arthur
Mine, Mrs. Campbell, May | name it
now-at least. the one | would ask? 1t
is the hand and heart of the girl love-
oh, Arthur, Arthur. You have the
heart now cried Jennie, as the young
man folded his arms about her.
And you have won the hand Also" said
the widow, with n smile that shone hap
PLY even through her tears. My chill
drcn's happiness is all l crave. God bless
you both, and bring me back my boy.'
And Gay claim my bride?''
when our great detective has fulfilled
his pledge