Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1903-05-16

VIC hC0ueu IuOucy SO mucn. One DAY
he came in more fush-I mean with
more money than usual. We had a
splendid time. We Toasted and went
| on long drives and he took me to the
theater, and things were gayer than
ever they had been. Then one day,
one dreadful day, when all our mon
ey was spent and we were feeling
rather poor, the English consul
walked in. He came to our parlor
without knocking. He opened the
door and came up to daddy and he
just said Where is Robertson? Dad
dy turned white. Oh, I shall never
forget it, never! Dear daddy!
| loved him even if he did do wrong,
and I love him STILL
| The girl was shaken with a par
oxysm of dry sobs. She writhed and
groaned. "Oh daddy" she murmur-
ed, "dear, dearest daddy" tried
to soothe her. mo, let me finish,"
she said, sitting up and speaking
very fast. 81 must-T must get this
over. We had servant, an English
man named Haughtry. He had been
with daddy. He had heard the fight,
had seen the blow. For, dear Wibby,
| there had been fight and a blow.
Unless daddy gave him money
Haughtry, I mean-he said that he
would turn evidence for the Crown.
He came in just as the consul had laid
his hand on my father, and stood
looking threateningly at him over the
consul's shoulder. Then dear old
daddy got up-oh! oh! I was there!
[ was there! and I had to see-I had
to see! Sir he said-you know
daddy's courtly manner, he was ever
craftsmanship he said, not rails
ing his voice at all, you have the ad-
vantage of me, but I'll be damned if
I won't soon have the advantage of
you With that, before anyone knew
what he was intending, he drew his
revolver and shot himself through
the heart"
eugene Darlington took his own
life?" Yes, yes, I remembered now
to having heard something of the
kind, but we always supposed it was
after the death of little Amaranthe
and because of his despair at her
less.
Again she shook with those con-
vulsive sobs. Her face was flushed.
Her features twitched. "And that
man, that Haughtry, he it is who has
bounded me ever since. That is
where all my spare money has gone,
all that I make by my nursing. He
follows me everywhere. 1t was so
in England, it has been so in America.
He told them at the hospital in Lon
don that my father was a gambler
and thief, that he had killed man,
and then killed himself. Where
ever I go he threatens to denounce
me, and have lived a life of the YER
lest torture. And now he has found
me even here. / had a little money
besides the amount which I gave you
to take care of. He insisted upon
my giving him that last night. It
was our voices that you heard. I
from me my last sou. When I went
back into the room after my attempt
at bravado with you, he was still
| there. He seized me, and [ know
not what-gave me some OF that
dreadful stuff perhaps, "-she point
| ed to the handkerchief do not
know. Perhaps he has my money,
perhaps not. Do look, dear Wibby,
the corner of the top drawer. I have
been too IL. Oh! how my head spins
round and round. Oh, if he has taxi
en- it, and my mothers diamond pen
dant, what shall I do?" I ran to the
chiffoniere. I opened it. There
was nothing in any corner, either
front Or back.
81 am afraid it is gone" said I.
At that she gave terrible shrek
and fell all in heap in the middle
of the bed, and I ran to soothe her.
Aunt Jane Mary thumped overhead,
Glorianna came knocking at the
door.
ooh! Oh! Do not let them come in"
she cried. ''Do not let anyone in.
The shame of it all! Just you and
nae, dear Wibby, just you and mel"
Then the poor thing got out of her
bed aud slid down on the floor and
lay her head on my knees. ooh dear
Wibby," she said, 'do promise me that
| you Will hOG tCll d SOul OIL WndU i
have told you. Not soul! Not a
soul! Promise! Promise!"
''But," I cried, ''my little Amaran-
the, you must be protected. I can
not let this persecution Of you go
on. They can do nothing to you.
You need not give this man Haughtry
money. Re cannot levy his black
mail here, in my house. I will go
to President Smith, I will see the
police
ooh, not the police!" she murmur-
ed, "at least not yet, dear Wibby.
Promise me, not yet"
but someone must protect me,' I
insisted. II cannot have such things
going on under my roof. I cannot,
dear child. I know of an excellent
person to ferret out the whole thing.
Let me go to him"
Here again she screamed, her face