Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-07-03

fell in love with the same woman"
Attached to this was another slip, APP
parently from later paper.
The quarrel between the two brothers
Moore, just prior to the younger ones
death, turns out to have been of a more
serious nature than was first supposed. 1t
has since leaked out that an actual duel
was fought at that time between these TWO
on the floor of the old library; and that in
this duel the elder one was wounded. Some
even go so far as to affirm that the lady
hand was to be the reward of him who
drew the first blood; 1T is no longer denied
that the room was in great disorder when
| the servants first rushed in at the sound
he made in falling. Everything movable
had been pushed back against the wall and
an open space cleared. in the center of
which could be seen one drop of blood
What is certain is that Mr.. Moore is held
TO the house by something even more seri-
Gus than his deep grief, and that the young
lady who was the object of this fatal dis
pute has left the city,
Pasted under this was the following short
announcement:
Married on the twenty-first of January,
at the American consulate In Rome, Italy
Edward Moore of Washington. D. c.,
United States of America, to Antoinette
Sloan, daughter of Joseph Dewitt Sloan
also of that city
With this notice my interest in the book
ceased and 1 prepared to step down from
the chair on which l had remained stand
ing during the reading of the above pas
sages.
| AS did so 1 spied a slip of paper lying
| on the floor at my feet AS it had not been
there ten minutes before there could be
| little doubt that it had slipped from the
book whose leaves l had been turning over
| so rapidly Fastening to recover 1t.
| found it to be a sheet of ordinary note
| paper partly inscribed with words in a neat
| and distinctive handwriting. This was
| great find, for the paper was fresh and the
handwriting one which could be readily
| identified. What 1 saw written there was
! still more remarkable. 1t had the look
| of some of the memoranda L had myself
| drawn up during the most perplexing mo-
| ments of this strange case. 1 transcribe
| it Just it read:
I'VE have here two separate accounts
of how death comes to those who breathe
their last on the ancestral hearthstone Of
the Moore house library.
Certain facts are emphasized in both:
Each victim was alone when he fell y
Each death was preceded by scene OF
alteration violent controversy between
the victim and the alleged master of these
premises.
'In each case the master of the house
rcaped some benefit, real or fancied. from
the others DEATH"
A curious set of para graphs. Some one
besides myself was searching for the very
explanation 1 was at that moment intent
upon. 1 should have considered it the work
of our detectives if the additional lines L
now came upon could have been written by
any one but q Moore. But no one of any
other blood or associations could have in
dited the amazing words which followed.
The only excuse l could find for them was
the difficulty which some men feel in for
mulating their thoughts otherwise than
with pen and paper, they were SO evidently
intended for the writer's eye and under
standing only, as witness:
Let me recall the words my father was
uttering when my brother rushed in upon
us with that account of my misdeeds which
changed all my prospects in life. 1t was
my twenty-first birthday, and the old man
had just informed me that as the eldest son
I might expect the house in which we stood
to be mine one day, and with it a secret
which has been handed down from father
to son ever since the Moores rose to emil