The Princeton union., 1900-07-26

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able to discover everything concerning
an important case. And, although we
have been wonderfully successful, who
| Horace Jackson's assistant or master
! for he undoubtedly had one) was, will
probably remain forever a mystery.
| At least 1 shall not attempt anything |
more in the case. My duty is COM
pleted."
My heart gave bound. Mr.. Morley's
connection with the robbery was not
suspected, even by one OF the most
astute detectives in America. My
promise, then. might be fulfilled, and
Florence, at least, spared the knowl-
edge that her father was a great GRIM
inal. " @.~
I noticed Wilson's sharp eyes were
on nv face, and strove to cloak my
satisfaction. Then the detective held
out his hand and gave mine hearty
grip.
1.-The bodies had better be removed
upstairs" Wilson then said. resuming
his matter-of-fact manner.
In due time the two bodies were ly-
ing, side by side. on the floor of my
bedroom.
The man whose life before the world
had been blameless and honorable,
synonym for business virtue and in
tegrity, but who was in reality the
greatest rogue aginable-who, from
his capacity for engineering large en-
deavors, I knew must have been the
prime factor in the robbery-lay there
beside his tool, who had become as ac-
comp1ished a rogue as his master.
Hypocrisy and pretense have always
inspired the greatest repugnance in
me. But, as gazed down on the face
of him whose daughter was my prom
ised wife, and remembered the bright
spot in all the blackness of his real
character, the love and affection for his
offspring, my heart was heavy with
sorrow for him.
That love, so deep, so fond, that he
I gave up his life rather than yield to
thought which might cause her unhap-
, piness-surely such a love was atone
ment enough for the evil he had
wrought.
{ Mr.. Perry was standing beside me as
!, these thoughts flew through my mind
II cannot understand how or why
Sylvester Morley should become mixed
up in this affair and so meet his DEATH"
7 the president said, in grave tones.
2 "Surely-but then that is too wild
/ thought to utter. But there is some
4 thing cannot understand about it."
l "Oh, Mr.. Perry" exclaimed, "it is
:. my fault. I should have explained be-
$ fore, but the affair has sent my wits
: wool-gathering." I handed him the
e bond 1 had picked up, giving brief ac-
count Of the finding. Then I went on:
a AFTER found the bond, Immediately
informed Mr.. Morley, as he was an in
: terested party, being one of the trus-
tees of the bank, and I wished some
a older heads advice. I explained every
e thing to him in answer to the numer'
/ Gus questions he asked me-
Mr.. Perry was listening intently, as
= were also Wilson and Skinner, and the
a perspiration broke from my forehead
y as I went on with the gigantic lie.
"It seems he could not resist attempt.
n ing an investigation himself, and-and
It so came here. I was in the cellar wher
he came down, but it was as dark as
IL pitch, and I thought it was one of thu
robbers and that was trapped. die
Le not discover the truth until too late.''
le "Ah, that explains it ALL Mr.. Perry
n said, when I had finished. THAT wa
e Morley, truly. He was always tha
le kind of man, and would never de
e pend upon another to accomplish
,e things when he could do it himself"
y I could not help glancing furtivel.
IF at the two detectives, and received
~ from each nod of approval.
b. In one room-once the dining-roon
of the old house, bright young fel
ne low is working, planning, thinking, ex
ct perimenting all day long, and at time
I'd all night long, too, on the problem o
st voice-transmission without the aid Q
receiver or transmitter. He has mad
I'd some progress, and, as he is a patien
I'll young man of brilliant parts, max
to bold to prophesy that the world wi
soon be startled by lightning strok
no hamlet of Nelsonville in characters {
W. fire on the present generation.
- My wife and I are spending the sun
lrt mer at her residence on Sunset hill
er- and we drive over to the old hous
he every day to talk and to encourag
ito the young genius.
A year has passed since Mr.. Morley
so death; six months after that tragi
ed. event Florence became my wife.
in The first evening of our arrival ;
Sunset hill I was sitting on the pore
n l watching the violet tints down in tt
ee, valley. My wife was slowly pacing I
lat and down the walk.
Ill She had been very quiet and sober a
nd that day, and I attributed her mood |
the sorrowful recollections which tt
alf place would naturally call up.
Ir. Presently she came and knelt dow
. / beside me. Resting her head on n
shoulder, she spoke.
nld II have something to tell you, m
a1 misunderstanding which ha'