Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1901-08-31

Mr.. Foster INDUCED himself with ex.
torting a long and plaintive new from
the poor cat on his knees.
II cannot understand" l said. did
not know how to continue my speech.
Though they might choose to pass AZ
husband aud wife among strangers.
they could hardly expect to impose upon
me.
"Ah! see you do not" said Mr.. Fos-
ter, with visible sneer. BOLIVIA Is
dead"
"Olivin dead" I exclaimed.
"YOu were not aware Of III" he said.
IL am afraid I have been too sudden.
Kate tells us you were In love with my
first wife, and sacrificed a most eligible
match for her. Would It be too late TO
ol,en fresh negotiations with your cous.
inY You see know all your family his
tory"
when did Olivia die?" inquired.
though my tongue felt dry and parched.
and the room. with his hendish face, was
swimming giddily before my eyes.
"When was 1t, Carry?" he asked, turn.
ing TO his wife.
I'VE heard she was dead on the first
OF October" she answered. "YOu mar.
ried me the next day."
"Ah. yes" he said; BOLIVIA had been
dead to me for more than twelve months.
and the moment l was free l married
her, DR.. Martin. 1t was quite legal"
But what proof have you?" l asked
still incrcdulOus, yet with a heart so
heavy that 1t could hardly rouse itself
to hope.
Garry. You have those letters" said
Richard Foster.
Here are the proofs" said Mrs. Eos
ter.
She put into my hand an ordinary Ger.
tiRcate Of death. signed by j. Jones,
NJ. ID. 1t stated that the deceased,
Oliyia Foster, had died on September
| the eth. Of acute inflammation Of the
lungs. Accompanying this was letter
written In good handwriting, purport-
Ing to be from u clergyman or minister,
who had attended Olivia in her fatal ILL.,
ness. He said that she had desired him
to keep the place Of her death and burial
| n secret, and to forward no more than
| N,e official certificate Of the former
| event. This letter was signed IT, Jones.
No clue was given by either document Us
to the place where they We're written.
Are You not satisfied" asked Foster.
"No," I replied; "how Is 1t, II Olivia
is dead, that you have not taken posses
sion OF her prOperty?"
"a shrewd question" he said jeering
~. why am ! in these cursed poor
lodgings! Why am l as poor as Job
when there are twenty thousand pounds
of my wife's estate lying unclaimed! My
sweet, angelic Olivia left no will, or
none In my favor, you may be sure; ana
by her fathers will. II she dies interstate
or without children. his property goes
to build almshouses, or some COMPOUNDED
nonsense. In Melbourne. All she be-
queaths to me is this ring. which ] gave
to her on our wedding day, curse herr
lie held ont his hand, on the little
finger Of which shone a diamond, that
might, rs far ms l knew, be the one
had once seen In Olivia's possession.
"Perhaps you do not know" no con-
tinued, that 1t was on this very point
the making Of her will, or securing hei
property to me In some way, that my
wife took Offense and ran away from me
Garry was just little too hard upon
her, aud ! was away In Paris. But con
slider, l expected to be left penniless
Just as you see me left. and Curry wal
determined to prevent It,"
"Then You are sure Of her deathT
said.
$50 sure" he replied calmly, that w
were married the next day. Olivia's let
ter to me, as well as those papers. wal
conclusive Of her Identity. Would yot
like to see III"