The daily morning Alaskan., 1900-10-26

and there was matter on which he es- | pecially wished to consult him. l Shortly after, as Paul Terrence wa 1 passing group.of students, in the midst [ of whom was Godfrey Barnewell, to whom the others seemed to be listening eagerly, his ear caught the words:
 Who else could have taken 1t Didn't l meet him coming out of my door? I hadn't been gone ten minutes; the note lay on the table, and when I returned it wasn't there"
 Fish! Be careful: here he comes," |" whispered one of the crowd warningly. "Let him hear if he likesr' said Geof- frey Barnewell. casting on Paul dis dainful, defiant look.
 Instantly deep flush overspread the usually pale features of Paul Terrence Advancing and facing Barnewell with . look as defiant as his own:
 Apparently I am the subject of some accusation" he said calmly.
 "A guilty conscience needs no accuser," was the answer.
 T must have more definite explana- tion," returned Paul, in the same calm, determined tone.
 "You shall have it. 1 met you coming AANhA iAg aPdi null du hOuT StuCe. On entering found that a bank note which I had left on the table was miss ing"
 And you infer"-
 "The inference is easily drawn-the note must have been stolen"
 And the thief?"
 .Is yourself"
 A rush of hot blood dispelled the death lu lop x.rh; h;oh ;,- l. T tied on Paul's face. Springing forward, with single blow he sent the burly form of his insulter sprawling on the grass. The bystanders got between them, and Godfrey was assisted to rise
 At that day and in that country a blow was necessarily the precursor of a hostile meeting. and by no class was this rule more rigfdly observed than by col lege students. Paul knew that Godfrey Barneweli was of a temper too imperious and revengeful to submit tamely to his recent chastisement. As for himself, to refuse the satisfaction which was sure to be demanded would be accepted by his fellows as strong proof of the loathsome accusation under which he lay.
 It was near sundown that evening when Paul Terrence and Godfrey Barne- well stood F paces apart in an open space hidden by surrounding trees. Ev. erything had been arranged by the sec .onds. The principals held their weapons in readiness. Barnewelrs face, which bore the mark of his recent discomfiture, wore look of deep malignity. That of Paul Terrence was pale, but composed
 Are you ready, gentletiien?" inquired the second assigned to give the word.
 Yes" both answered.
 "Firei One-two-threes
 At the first word Paul raised his arm and fired in the air. A gleam of fierce delight flashed over Barnewell's features. Taking deliberate aim at his adversafy, he fired, the report of his pistol drowning the voice of Walter Deane as he rushed forward, calling out;
 Hold! Holdr'
 Walter, it should be explained, having missed the train, had returned to the college, and, learning what had taken place, had made all haste to reach the scene of conflict.
 Paul stood for a moment motionless, then tottered and fell heavily. In an in. stant Walter Deane was kneeling at his side.
 "He is dyingv' said the latter, looking up at Godfrey Barnewell, "and I know not which of us heaven will hold most accountable for his murder. I was in your room today just before we met. and seeing the bank note you had carclessly left on your table, hid it, by way of joke. in your Greek lexicon, intending to tell you on my return, if you didn't soon CT discover it in the course of your stud ies, which wasn't very likely"
 Godfrey walked away sullenly, while the others carried Paul to comfortable quarters. For long time he fingered between life and death but. thanks to the physician's skill and the careful nursing of Paul's sister Ruth, assisted by Walter Deane, the scale at last turned in favor of life.
 Godfrey Barnewells malignity in de- liberately seeking the life of one who had taken pains to spare his rendered him so unpopular that he soon after left the col lege. Terrence became leading member of his chosen profession, using all his influence to put down the pernicious cus- tom of which he had so nearly fallen a victim. And Walter Deane, as the hus- band of Ruth Terrence, settled down into the soberest of Benedicts and never at- tempted another practical joke.-New York News.
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