Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1904-01-13

again and she did it, no thanks to An.
gela Heriot."
Cassie grew white.
Either all that is a mass Of false.
hoods" said he doggedly, cor her life
for the past two years has been so pure
that all trace of her former degradation
has vanished"
"You are all wrong, Cassie,"I inter-
rupted. Some day shall tell you ex-
actly how"
From that moment Cassie pinned his
faith to me. Vanderhof jeered no long
er-on the contrary, he spoke of Miss
Heriot once in awhile and always with
respect, and we three often sat through
the play together, but he was sorry for
Cassie and Cassie, knowing it, avoided
him. I was all that was left, so be-
came contldent-in-chief to the hero.
Night oy night the actress climbed
higher in the affections of the public.
and it was noteworthy that the COM
mon element in the audience grew less:
while the representatives of the first
families" increased. The press mar
veled over the change wrought in two
short years, and was eulogistic, as we'll
as critical
! One evening Cassie and I were re-
| turning from the theater, rehashing
! the same old subject when he grasped
| my arm.
miss Heriot is in that cab, Win. I
saw her face at the window when it
passed the electric light. The second
cab is following hers. What do you
suppose it 1neans?"
Lets find out" said I, Fastening my
steps,
'She lives just around the corner"
Cassie went on. II was intending to
walk past the house."
We turned the corner in time to see
two women leave the first cab and en-
ter an ordinary brown-stone house. A
man alighted from tas second and
crossing the sidewalk With rather an
uncertain step, disappeared within the
vestibule.
Hes drunk" said Cassie, and broke
into run.
When we reached the house, the
front door stood open and the light
from the hall gas Jet streamed out
upon the pavement. No one was in
sight. We entered, treading softly and
voice guided us to a room on the
right
angie" the man was saying thick
ly, come here and kiss me. Why do
you stand there like piece of marble
and pretend not to know me? I'm Nc
1ntyre, and you're the same old Angie,
but a deuced sight better looking.
You've eluded me ever since you came
back to old New York, but I tracked
you tonight, old girl"
Cassie seized my shoulder His face
was CHASTITY. stepped forward and
looked into the room.
Angela Heriot stood behind a table
with her hands resting upon it, aud her
eyes fixed in loathipg upon her unwel-
come visitor.
"You will please leave me at once"
she said calmly. II do not know you,
nor do wish to-"
The caller lurched step toward her.
angie, have changed such a lot?
I'm going to kiss you"
my hand is over an electric button"
said Miss Heriot. with flashing eyes.
do not come one step nearer"
In spite of her words and her for
midable attitude he started toward her
and I was about to precipitate myself
into the room, when a voice from an
other direction made us both pause.
blair Mcintyre, stand still. Don't
move or I'll Shoot
The voice, harsh and unlovely, rang
Familiarity into my ears. In the door
way leading into an adjoining room
stood woman with revolver in her
hand. woman. the counterpart of the
one by the table, in face and form,
the real Angela Heriot. My suspicious
were confirmed. heard a gasp be-
hind me. Cassie was leaning over my
shoulder and I heard him mutter,
THANK Cod"
farther into the room. and Cassie and
stared eagerly.
blair Mcintyre" the harsh voice re-
peated, Il shall certainly shoot you if
you touch that girl. I'll give you to
understand that Angela Heriot second
is made of different material from An
gela HeriOt first. 1t was my name
alone that you helped to besmirch,
but long since finished with you and
your kind forever. Now you NAV co."
During this speech the younger wom-
an had slipped around the table, passed
the stunned and sobered Mcintyre, and
thrown her arm about her mother.
Cassie and I took in every detail of
their likeness to each other, as they
stood side by side regarding the in
truder. No wonder the public was de-
ceived. Save for the difference of age
and instinct, the two women might
have been twins. It was good to see
the daughter draw her mother closer
TO her side and taking the revolver
gently from her hand, lay it on chair
She knew from McIntyre's changed ex-
preston that he would not presume
farther
Cassie and I stepped back into the
shadows of the hall and Mcintyre
stumbled out. Cassie closed the door
after him and entered the room where
the two women still stood in each 9TH
er's embrace. The younger Angela
gave little cry Of delight, and started
forward, but the mother held her back.
"Who are they, ma chere?" she
asked.
Angela blushed wildly.