The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-05-17

back, he thrust 1t into his vest pocket,
mouth. up the cork having slipped from
uess). He was willing to be heard now.
and was stepping briskly around the
room. when Mr.. Gillespie called out:
who's that? Is 1t Hewson 7"
s"It is, SIR was the demure reply i
came up to make you that drink you like
SO we'll; but Mr.. Leighton said you pre-
ferred sherry.
Brew it and bring IT In to me. seem
unusually thirsty. Tonight
Without a culver, without conscious
sentse of doing anything greatly out OF the
common, this tried old servant brought
him the glass which be knew would END
aven waited until he saw 1t ernptied. then
he took 1t out again and Immediately
Whe he felt this precaution necessary
be hardly knew, unless 1t was to pass
away the moment of suspense. He never
dreamed for a minute I hat there was any
II ing special for him to fear Were not
Lighthouses or In the streets? And why
not this man? That the police would
be called in, or that so quiet death would
be treated as a crime. had never occurred
to him. He had never read murder cases
much; indeed. had never read anything
much: he only knew he wanted his mas
ter to die, and that the quickest way to
bring this about was to give him dose
of very strong poison. Yet after he had
done this he felt some nervousness, not
over what he had done, but Its seemingly
slow results. He had expected MT. Gil
lespie to fall at once, perhaps before ne
was, himself, we'll out OF the room, and
Mr.. Gillespie did not fall. Hewson had
had time to wash the glass. put it away,
70 down 10 the kitchen again, and come
back. without hearing the heavy thud for
which his ears wer strained. Was MS
affair to fail again? Had tine dark ana
pungent liquor been harmless. and was -
decreed that he was to go BACK 70 tne ose
life with no hope of a charge or reNei:
He was SO worked up by this thought that
he oreat into the dining groom again ana
was making for the hall door to take
another peep into the study, when ms
foot encountered small OBJECT on Inc
floor, Yielding to his usual methodlcal
habits, he stoo2ed and picked up Wn "a
proved to be Alfred's nenciL This ne
mechanically dropped into his pocket, then
He found his master reeling over the
study floor in the flrst sclousness, per-
haps, of his alarming eonditlon. He
| seemed to be trying to hndftne zaooF. put
as eIIwson drew nearer. ,laselna!ea, psI.
haps, by the sight OF suffering OF Whlen
he himself had been thescause,T Mr., Giles
n NJ n aM5Senlv naused in. this effort, and,
| meetinp HeWsons yes,4s@ threw up
His arms and made for his desk, upon
| which he fell in way which assured MS
anxious wat cher that the last minutes OF
his quondam master were AZ aAnu.
A he had no wish to watch his suffer-
ings he made another journey down
stairs and showed himself in the servants
hall lust as little Claire broke away from
her nurse and rushed, laughing loudly, up
to her grandfather.
F. This convinced him that his own COM
| ings and goings had been 50 natural tnat
they had not even been noticed by ms
fellow<servants. He saw mat tney naa
1 been playing q merry game with the chiid,
| and that not one of them had had an eye
for him or his unaccustomed nervousness.
I This gave him courage, and soon, very
I soon now, they all had reason Tor ner-
vousness., The long-d elayeds .alarm was
heard at last; strangers came into the
house; the police. followed and this old
reprobate, who had remained serene
amidst all the turmoil, realized that there
Il was more to fear in the matter than had
ever struck his mind With this feal
came not only a desire to- hide his own
guilt, but the requisite cunning for do
ing so. He realized that The must get
rid of the phial before he Was searched
and, being left O. minute to himself II
the dining-room. he took it out Of his slde
vest pocket, and shaking out the pencil
which had slipped into It, he thrust 1t I'm:
der the clock as being the one article moi
likely to be moved It wass a heavy lii
for his old arms and his elbows shook al
he guided it back into place. The conse
quence was that he knocked over th'
glass which Mr.. Gillespie had set down OIL
4 the mantel shelf few minutes before
but though the ctatter which it made at
t5o4 hrNt Yo5n n
. this glass were carefully examined, moth
Ing was discovered from them, the glass
having held nothing but sherry. Not 81
with poor, Alfred.s pencil, the end Of whicl
had rested in the last drop of poison
remaining in the phial. The fodor of prus
!, sic acid thus communicated to 1t cam
n near bringing his favorite young maste
Il into jeopardy. But something, Hewsoa
{ hardly knew what, interviewed to saw
J. him, and all was going on we'll, or as vel
as could be expected after the suspicion
expressed by Mr.. Gillespie against hi
! sons, when this young demon In the shap
Of detective flung himself at the oil
, buffers throat and, without telling hir
why or by what means he had learne
; it, accused him Of being his masters pois
, oner.
, t.It was the shock! the shock!" the mis-
/ cradle wretch walled out. HAD ha
more time to think, would have know
: that he had no proof against me; that
was all guess work, and that would b
:, fool to fear that. But it. Is too late nov
have said it, and I. stand by 1t. Only
: wish I could have seen the thousand dol
; lars for which I killed my master lyin
I for one instant in my hand. would will
:, ingly go without the cottage, go withor
' !, the evening pipe in the sight of hills an
! meadows. just to realize the sensatio
. of holding all that money and KNOWN
: that it was mine. s.s
xxXv. ~.
g Roses. IT,.
One more scene. and this narration