Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1904-11-15
lack Of Rev Of eveI, 81 q ncbt ~

candles were never delivered at the
house at all; that they had been placed
in the wrong basket and left in a
neighboring kitchenl, could not keep
me at home after I was once con-
WINGED that he had gone to this dread
full house. If could not get in I
could Mt least hammer at the door or
rouse the neighbors. Something must
be done. l did not think what; l
merely flew"
did you know that the house had
two keys?"
Not then"
"But your sister didw
Probably"
And finding the only key, as you
supposed, gone, you few to the Moore
house,"
Immediately"
"And now what else?"
II found the door unlocked"
"That was done by Mrs. Jeffrey?"
eyes, but 1 did not think of her
then"
"And you went in?'
Eyes; it was all dark, but felt my
way till came to the gilded pillars"
"'Why did you go there"
Because felt knew-if he were
anywhere in that house he would be
there!"
"And why did you stop?"
Her voice rose above it's usual quiet
pitch in shrill protest:
''You know! you know! 1 heard a
pistol shot from within, then a fall.
don't remember anything else. They
say went wandering about town. Per-
haps l did; it is all blank to me-
everything Is a blank till the police
man said that my sister was dead and
learned for the first time that the
shot | had heard in the Moore house
was not the signal of his death, but
hers. Had been myself when at that
library door," she added, after mo-
ment Of silence, 81 would have rushed
in at the sound Of that shot and have
received my sisters dying breath"
Cora" The cry was from Mr.. JEFF
frey, and seemed to be quite involun-
tary. I'm the weeks during which we
have been kept from speaking together
have turned all these events over in
my mind till longed for any respite.
even that of the grave But in all my
thinking never attributed this motive
to your visit here. Will you forgive
me?"
There was new tone in his voice,
a tone which no woman could hear
without emotion.
HYOn had othnr fbiroo ~ %1,;,,I-
she said, and her lips trembled Never
have seen on the human face more
beautiful expression than | saw on
hers at that moment; nor do / think
Mr.. Jeffrey had either, for as he
marked it his own regard softened oil.
most to tenderness.
The major had no time for sentiment
talities. Turning to Mr.. Jeffrey, he
said:
Zone more question before we send
for the letter which you say will give
us full insight into your wife's crime.
Do you remember what occurred on
the bridge at Georgetown just before
you came into town that night?"
He shook his head.
"Did you meet any one thereY'
II do not know"
Can you remember your state of
mind?"
II was facing the future"
"And what did you see In the fu.
ture?"
death. Death for her and death for
me! A crime was on her soul, and she
must die; and if she, then myself
knew no other course. I could not
summon the police, point out my bride
of fortnight and, with the declaration
that she had been betrayed into killing
man, coldly deliver her up to justice,
Neither could live at her side know.
ing the guilty secret which parted us,
or live anywhere in the world under
this same consciousness. Therefore,
meant to kill myself before another
sun rose. But she was more deeply
stricken with sense of her own guilt
than realized. When I returned
home for the pistol which was to end
our common misery found that she
had taken her punishment into her
own hands. This strangely affected
me, but when l found that, in do.
ing this, she had remembered that
should have to face the world after she
was gone and SO left few lines for
me 10 show in explanation of her act,
my revolt against her received check
which the reading OF her letter only
increased. But the lines she thus
wrote and left were not true lines
All her heart was mine, and if it was a
wicked heart she has atoned"-
He paused, quite overcome, Others
among us We're overcome, too, but only
for moment. The following remark
from the district attorney soon recalled
us to the practical aspects of the case;
"iou have accounted for many facts
| not hitherto understood. But there Ia
still very important one which mel.
Their yourself nor Miss Tuttle has yet
made plain. There was a candle on
the scene Of crime. 1t was out when
this officer arrived here. There was
also one found burning in the upstairs
room, aside from the one you profess
edly used in your tour of inspection
| there. Whence came those candles .
And did your wife blow out the one
in the library herself previous to the
shooting, or was 1t blown out after,
ward and by other lips?"
''These are questions which, as have
already said, have no means Of an.
swering," repeated Mr.. Jeffrey. "The
courage which brought her here may,
have led her to supply herself with
light, and, hard as 1t is to conceive, she
may even have found nerve to blow out