The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1904-07-14

here the count said, his jealousy
reused, notwithstanding what he said
Co him.
Il don't think SO. You were first in
the field, and Roma knows it is my
most earnest desire that she should
marry you
Thank you. thank you,' sasari re-
piled gratefully.
Besides this young man soon let me
know he was in love with some one
else
a frown disappeared from the counts
open face. Suddenly his brows met
again.
She will believe him Innocent and
pity him." he said. "He will gain her
ssylnpathy,"
Veneto paused a moment as If to
weigh his words, looked straight before
him, and then slowly replied:
II Is innocent"
Then who committed the murder?"
Sasarl asked.
Somebody who understood his bust
ness"
you have seen the name Of the poi
SOM"
"Atropa mandragora. Mention is
made of it in a book I have upstairs.
1t states that atropa mandragora was
h drug chiefly used by the Borgias,
and also given by the dwellers of an
cient Masstlia and Athens to those they
condemned to Gle. 1t was sometimes
called the death wine"
Where did you get this book" asked
'Sasari.
''Oh. 1t was given me by your old
friend and your close neighbor, DR.. Zof-
FAM. Is he as hard at work as ever?"
The people fear him. Even those
who come to him to be cured look on
him as the representative of Satan"
Veneto laughed.
When Burbage was last going to
ITALY gave him q letter of introduction
TO zohani, and the old man took quita
q fancy to the lad, and allowed him to
ace him make some experiments.
"Ah,' said Sasari, 80 the prisoner
Knew Zoffani?"
He considers himself zoffanis pu-
Then he has taught him.
! don't know what he has taught
him. Veneto interrupted.
The count laid down his cigarette and
gazed before him, lost in thought.
After a while he said gravely:
friend will nave to prove his
Innocence"
Not at ALL" answered Veneto lightly.
His guilt will have to be proved to
the satisfaction of the jury. Until then
the English laws regards him as in
iE~ocent."
"He had better say nothing of his
knowledge Of ~poisons."
Has he such k~nowledge?" Veneto
quickly asked.
You told me he was a pupil of
:2offani's."
I said he considered himself a pupil
OF zonani's, but that I did not know
what he taught him. You see the DIFF
ference, my friend"
forgot II l have told you" said
.saasari after after a pause, that Count
Mass1ni, in whose house the murder
0 O place, is a connection Of mine. He
and my father quarreled about o
/ believe. l scarcely remember him"
You did not dare to recall yourself
to him."
No. Before he was blind he was a
confirmed gambler, a vice which his
son Maxentius seems to have Inherit
ed"
Have you seen your cousin lately Pc
asked Venets interestdly.
Not since he was a little child. He
n&s been reared in England, n has,
I'm told, he manner and habits Of
81 British subject"
a little later and coffee was brought
ruut into the old fashioned sweet
scented garden by Matteo. the only SER
want Of the household.
1t was here, when her father left
Chem, that Sasari, speaking in q voice
full of the intensity of his feelings,
SAID 10 ttOnla.
Do you know why I have come to
England; why I am here today"
Her nature was too honest to play at
misunderstanding. and she did not
KNOW what flirting meant; so she an
severed that she supposed he had come
10 see them.
I see YOU" he told her. II would
cross the world to see you
I am grateful, believe me, am
grateful" she assured him, but pleas
ure was apparent neither in her voice
nor her face.
Il don't want your gratitude; dearest,
L only want your love"
She looked at him. her eyes full Of
City to their purple depths, the lips
of her wistful mouth open, but no words
of responding love on them. Still he
would not despair.
She could not hear him unmoved; for
Che strength and sincerity Of his words
appealed to her, clamored in her ears
but LETT her heart untouched.
Il don't know what l have done to
gain your love, but I am unworthy of
st. II I could l would give you mine
An return, but I cannot, / cannot she
answered, q tremor in her voice as II
she were demanding pardon, her eyes
60Wncast.
DO you love someone else?" he ask
ed suddenly, his jealously haming until
IT consumed his prudence.
Il can never be your wife" she said
rising.
AS she faced the house she saw her
father coming towards them. on his
eace a look Of deep anxiety, In one
hand a letter.
1T Is from Dunstan Burbage,' he
said. answering the question Of her