The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1905-02-24

L. fitzgerald Haiioy IA
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The best way TO prove his inno-
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''",i' I1vtl'p"ft"H 'oSi nus me
nat might be Il difficult ,lsk in q
gltat c1r.t9l Ike London. where u
mann might walk Ton. hours unknown
and unnoticed; or might visit a the
alter, concert room, or music ball,
where he would be surrounded by
strangers @hom he could not after
ward call up To identify him and bear
witness where he had been
"tiut supposing.' aid Maci.wortl
With a Knowing smile. that / could
bring II Witness to prove that he was in
tiiNtOn road ON the nigh, and near the
heur when Dumbarton was killed,
what would sou say them"
Heldwicl5 rose fsom his chair. pale
and startled by what h. had heard.
'Could you produce such a witness
he asked breathiesslS.
That l could answered tho in
spectur d~ete1minedly. What de you
think NOW, sir?!'
Il don't knoW-your statement be
Wiidels me
Well, l tell you What YOU think
remarked MackWorth. rising also rs il
TO end This visit which was wasting his
m
"Nhat2' iIeadWick asked.
That inc fact is worth q dozen the
o?ies.'
Good light." sal the young rlan
shortly, as Disappointed by his inter-
View and Yet dazed by what he had
heard, he turned to depart
MackWorth politely saw him TO the
door, which had scarcely closed upon
the visitor when the quiet house was
disturbed by the noise of Il violent ring
followed by a rap. The inspector being
door ONE more, md received the tele-
his hand by a boy VIII had grown too
big for the uniform he wore. Tear
ing open thu envelope, MaokWortfi read
the words;
From Olive Ipun!barton, HiXton
road. COME ana see me this evening""
Nov what may this mean" 4lack-
worth asked himself rs hc read the
lines.
Bat being unable 10 offer any explain
alton "a This query, he resolved TO obey
The summons at once. Therefore, get
ting into his comfortable ovcrcoat and
h. sailed ont into the night. aud WAS
dtiyins in The direction OF tIix-
ton road.
While his mind was still absorbed
in speculation he GiVed his right hand
into OF the rockets 81 his coat
and Selling the gloves it contained.
proceeded to put them on. His at
tempt WAS, however, unsuccessful. fur.
they seemed To have grown suddenly
TOO small for him, astonished at which.
H. tcid them To thr light and saw they
were not his Own. Immediately he rec
tgH.2eti the fact that he had taken by
lnist rs. the gloves Na!crius Galbraith
llaG laid upon The table during their
cunV arSatior. oil. Which The ~inspnctor
resolved to I-tulu them the next dag
and claim his own instead.
on regaining the consciousness
which or Cousins words had caused
her To lose. Olive Dnmbarton's distress
was pitifui To witness. Till then she
thought chat. come what might. no
other blow than that from which she
had already suffered could further
wound her; that her senses being
stunned. no greater depth of pain
could assail hey. But now she saw the
]fallacy of such Il supposition, for IA
double grief had come upon her uney-
pectedly, pros,rating her, leaving her
fore.
That George Bostock, the man she
had learned To love so gradually that
it was not until his danger was made
known her affection became apparent.
to herself. should be snatched from life
was a terrible thought; that he should
be taken from her at a time when she
most his counsel, his supporting
was a heart SORROW hard to
bear where already so much had been
borne. And that he should, for her
as she firmly believed. own him
self guilty, where he was innocent. in
creased her tenderness and heightned
her love. For now she saw how deep
must be the affection. how noble the
nature. how uliseltish the heart of the
a who would take upon himself the
of a crime he had never COM
mitted that he might free her from
the penalty hat threatened her.
And as if this was not enough To on
dula she had also to suffer the bitter
of her mistaken trust in Va
lerius-the cousin she had known from
childhood. almost her sole relation. the
man from whom she expected help and
support ia this. The bitterest hour of
Stung hy jealousy. he had spok-
EN- the cruellest words speech could
frame. He had inflicted a wound
which would not readily heal: he had
made il impossible he should eyer
again be the friends and counsellor he
had been before.