The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1903-08-14
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house now"
Thorne, seeing that Job was dying,
and must, therefore, be speaking the
truth, gave some hurried directions,
and his men scattered, eager to be
the first to capture such celebrity.
Some entered the house, while others
stationed themselves at all the en-
frances.
Have they found him?' asked Job,
anXious1y, raising himself on his ell
bow, in the hope of seeing his old
enemy.
1--WE shall find him, no doubt" re-
piled Thorne. "He cannot possibly
get away from u.s."
The dying man, although his eyes
were fast glazing, still stared around
him.
what do you want-something to
drink?" and the inspector held
glass of water to his lips, but Job
pushed it way.
NO, no; 1 want to see her-my
daughter am Martin Frale!" Then
added: 81 let it be thought Frale
was dead, and, as we were SO alike,
took the others name"
They thought his mind must be wan
dering. What was this talk about
daughter? The sound of hurrying
steps, and Grace Ellison was beside
him. Not far off, hesitating, as if in
doubt whether to advance, was Dick
Barnett.
She saw the wounded man, and her
kindly heart was moved to sympathy
as she kneeled down beside him and
wiped the death dew from his fore
head, while his dim eyes regarded
her longingly.
Here, Dick-here!" she called out.
''This is the poor man who did so
much to help us in our trouble. And
he is dying!"
Barnett, pushing forward through
the crowd, recognized in the wounded
man his eccentric friend of other
days, whom he had met under such
peculiar circumstances. He, too, was
moved at the sight, and uttered few
compassionate words.
"Is there anything that can do
for you-anything that you want?"
she asked, as she bent down to catch
what he might say, for his voice was
failing, and he was growing weak.
For a moment he raised his trem-
bling hands toward her, and then
| let them fall back with a choking
| sob.
"No-no; there is nothing-my
daughter" he quavered.
Grace looked around for moment
in bewildered way, then said:
"Why did he call me his daughter?
All, his mind is wandering, and he is
thinking of the daughter that died"
His fast-glazing eyes were fixed on
| her, and at the sound of her voice
his face seemed to brighten.
"Will you-will you kiss me-for
her sake?" he murmured, and his life
seemed to hang on her reply. For a
moment she hesitated, then leaned
down and touched his lips with hers.
AS she turned away, Job sank in
| the inspectors arms and his eyes
closed, but on his mouth was smile
of ineffable peace-and so the end
came to the tired man.
| Frank Ellison did not escape, and,
evidence being produced to show him
to be the man who had made merry
with the police so long, he was tried
| and sentenced to long term of i'm
prisonment. James Ellison was not
seen from that day, and his affairs
were found in such a tangle that
the entire fortune he had received
from his wife had vanished.
Dick Barnett learned in time of
his young wife's origin, but it did not
change his feelings toward her, and
she never learned the secret of her
life. AS for Martin Frale, the mys-
| terry of his career and his reason
for having taken another's name and
reputation and assuming his charac-
ter is still a puzzling memory to
many. Perhaps he died just at the
| time he wished, when his work was
accomplished, and he needed rest.
| THE ENID