The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-24

had blanched her face, to the color of
the white robe she wore, that they
, both started back with alright.
Bless my soul, child, what is it?''
Constance, are you i'll -
These were their questions, but they
realized the inadequacy of them the
moment they were uttered.
= mo, no; but T. must tell you both.
! have sent the children away. Now,
Hsten." And with a certain majestic
1sternness which robbed her words Of
all save the terrible significance Of
Ethea manifestly truthful account, she
related what had taken place at the
house of Mrs. Fry
Bless my soul, the mans stark,
| raving crazy! He'll have to be car
t2ried to Concord. It isn't safe for Mrs.
/ Fry. to be in the, house with him. Y on
Eought ito. have run home as soon as
you could, Constance. Did you know
ter"
Bless my soul! She don't know ii
now, Vane, she says"
Il think she is right. It Is some
thing worse than insanity; it is
scoundrelism of the deepest, darkest
dye" said Mr.. Hamilton, between his
set teeth. His eyes cleaned in his
pallid face, and great drops Of sweat
stood on his forehead. It was plain
| to be seen how great a shock had
come to him in. this declaration of
Constance that another man claimed
her as his wife, .Sesgt -..ss.
] They all sat silent after that, as II
words were futile at such a crisis, at
/ such an astounding event. Mr.. Car
ter looked from one to the other, but
1 they gazed in opposite directions. Mr..
Hamilton was theafirststo recovershim-
self, and, to their surprise, me spoke
j much in his usual tones. 9s
1 There Is no sense in allowing such
a man to move JUS, from our usual
ways It is worse for him than for
us. An attempt at blackmail so bare
/ faced, is not to be considered a mo-
ment. He knows all the circumstances
/ of. my leaving home and of my re-
turn; also what transpired during my
i absence. The fact of my having lost
i my sense 'of personality while away
no doubt, struck him as reason why
he could put in the same plea Of for
getfulness. But in this he has over
reached himself. No one will give
the least credit. to such a statement
That's SO, Vane. A fraud SO APP
parent will not influence any sensible
person In the least. Can't we have
some dinner, Constance? sVane is in
wasting word or thought over the
i matter"
Matilda has prepared dinner, but
you must excuse me. have no ap-
i petite" and she left. the room.
Will wonders never cease, vane !
i Here this new one OF Edes'esto car
the rest. It, will make a scandal any
! how; -Constance's manifest disturb.
ance recalling something of his own
. His history will have to be inves-
tigated, and the man threatened. Al
all events, he shall be discharged, >
said Mr.. Hamilton, as the two sal
down to dinner together. II have
thought him for a long time more
knave than fool. -
Such men make It. trouble.
wish we could send him away befoe
the story Of his claims get abroad
4 hey, Vane % Il
It would not do to offer him money
tho no doubt that is what the fellow
wants, and he u not able to go now
4 There was no more said between
them about the matter, and the din
ner progressed. in silence, tho. it mus
4 be owned that neither ate heartily
] But they arose ito go to, the offic,