The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1900-05-02
himself and climbed in. Then be closed


cal look, due to his close shavcn face.
II must run the chance of the house
being searched. Hawkins would know
me if they bring him along. don't be.
lieve any of the other wardens would.
Well, now to see Chris" and, having put
out the lamp, he quietly opened the door.
Within the next room death was at
hand, and the dying woman walled for
her missing son.
"Why is he SO long in comingY
"Tell her he has been sent for" whis-
pered the doctor. 1T will quiet her."
Chris bent over and whispered.
YES" she said. Il know, and his in
noccnce is proved"
Eyes, mother" faltercd Chris.
"A-h! He must-make-haste."
There was silent pause.
"Why doesn't he Gomez"
Again there was pause.
Suddenly she called, "Dick, my dear
boy"
Here am, dear mother"
The two others turned in amazement.
Chris shivered, and his nerves crawled.
The doctor merely wondered.
Dick advanced to the bed.
"Tell her you're ardoned-innocent,"
gasped Chris.
Dick bent over and whispered. His
mother clasped him, and tears filled her
dying eyes. Thank God!" she murmur-
ed.
But the excitement had FASTENED the
end. In few minutes the three stood
silent by corpse.
At last Dick spoke. "Have the police
gone? l suppose you know I've escaD.
edy'
"EscapedT"
"Yes."
"But you are all dressed, and
eyes. Dressed in your ROOM"
"Didn't you hear the police at the door,
them"
Eyes; I was outside on the ledge"
"Great heaven! Then what are we to
do? Where are your other things"
"Under the bed in your room. Chris"
"But-you're not safe here! I shouldn't
wonder If they come back. They are
backw
For the doorbell rang.
"Oh, DR.. Stewart, what shall we dO?"
said Chris.
Run and bring his things In here,
quick!"
Chris ran. They flung them under the
bed of death.
Hardly had they done so when the
housemaid was at the door.
please, sir, here's the p'liceman back,
and says he's got warrant to search the
house."
"Let him come up" said the doctor, ex-
tinguishing one Of the candles as he
spoke.
Dick took long breath, then looked
around, there seemed to be no way Of
escape. The three listened silently to the
steps coming up stairs. AS the sergeant
entered holding out the search warrant,
the doctor put finger on his lips and
said, Hush"
The policeman halted.
80 you are bound to trouble us, eh?"
whispered the doctor. "Mrs. Murray has
just died. There will be no need for you
to search this room?'
"Well-no, SIR" faltered the sergeant,
"but might we have bit more light just
for minute?"
lit the other candle with unsteady hand.
L DeSe are MTS. b Two SOUS.
The man lifted his eyes-the young
men faced hm-he looked perplexedly at
Dick, and seemed to be trying to remem-
Der something. 1t was a moment of in
tense strain. The doctor broke the op.
pressive silence.
you can post one Of your men at the
door, you know"
Eyes, sir; and, of course, you bein a
magistrate
ayes, yes, that's all right" said the
doctor.
The sergeant saluted, then turned and
walked slowly through the doorway.
"Phew! calculated Dick.
The officer halted and looked round
The three stood staring at him, waiting
his departure. Somehow he felt that all
was not right. With hesitation he again
turned and passed out Of the room with
his attendant
"Who was that Teller like, 'Awkins"
Didn't notice i'm, sergeant"
"Some one / know. Dashed II l can
think who. Well, you stay here at the
door. I'm going through the house, dead
or no dead"
The search was Of course without eff
feet, and the sergeant was about to leave
the house when a thought struck him.
He went back to the death chamber.
might I see them two young gents
again for minute, doctor"
Eyes, suppose so, but there's only one
now. The elder had to go-funeral ar.
rangements, you know"
"What! In the night, STRIP
eyes. There's night train, you know.
Here's Mr.. Christopher Murray"
The sergeant stared at the young man.
swell, sir, your face seems familiar
too"
He looked sharply questioningly to the
doctor, who returned stolid stare.
Hanged II know!" he muttered.
"Ah, well, good night, gentlemen both"
And he went out.
Last year the member for Montgomery,
Tasmania, visited the old country. He
had memorial brass set up in Thorney |
church to Laura Exham, by her loving |
son Richard"
But. Murray, that's not your name" |
queried the friend who was with him.
ut was once" said the honorable mem
Der.
The friend did not reply. 1t does not
do to be too inquisitive as to peoples re-
lations in colonial society.
whats that great building?' asked
the friend as they came out Of the
church.
"That? Oh, that's-a-er-convict pris-
on."-St. Paul Pioneer Press.
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