The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1903-01-20

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, l shall never
forget it, never Dear daddy! 1
loved him even if he did do wrong,
and l love him still"
The girl was shaken with a par
oxysm of dry sobs. She writhed and
groaned. ooh daddy!" she murmur-
ed, dear; dearest daddy" l tried
to soothe her. mo, let me finish"
she said, sitting up and speaking
very fast. Il must-I 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, [ 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! 1 was there!
[ was therel and [ 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 adj
vantage of me, but I'll be damned if
| 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, / 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 l 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 gambler
and thief, that he had killed man,
and then killed himself. Where
ever 1 90 he threatens to denounce
me, and / have lived life of the YER
lest torture. And now he has found
me even here. / had little money
besides the amount which ] gave you
my giving him that last night. 1t
was our voices that you heard.
declared that he should not wiring
from me my last sou. When / went
back into the room after my attempt
at bravadO with you, he was still
there He seized me, and I know
not what-gave me some of that
dreadful stuff perhaps, she point
ed to the handkerchief-'I do not
know. Perhaps he has my money
perhaps not. Do look, dear Wildly
the corner of the top drawer. I have
been too i'll. Oh! how my head spins
round and round. Oh, if he has TAX
en- it, and my mothers diamond pen
dant, what shall 1 do?" l ran to the
chiffoniere. / opened it. There
was nothing in any corner, either
front or back.
81 am afraid it is gone" said I.
At that she gave a terrible shriel
and fell all in a heap in the middle
of the bed, and [ 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 anC
me, dear Wildly, just you and mel"
Then the poor thing got out of hel
bed and slid down on the floor ant
lay her head on my knees. 'Oh deaI
Wibby," she said, ''do promise me tina
you will not tell soul of what
have told you. Not soul! Not /;
soul! Promise. PROMISED"
''But," I cried, 'my little Amaran
the, you must be protected. l can
not let this persecution of you g
on. They can do nothing to you
You need not give this man Haughtr.
money. He cannot levy his black
mail here, in my house. [ viii g
to President Smith, / will see tn
police"
ooh, not the policei" she murmur
ed, Eat least not yet, dear Wibby
Promise me, not yet"
''But someone must protect me-"
: insisted II cannot have such thing
going on under my roof. I cannot
r dear child. I know of an excellen
: person to ferret out the whole thing
Let me go to him"
Here again she screamed, her fac
r hid in the folds of my dress.
shadow fell upon her yellow curls
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