The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-03-02
olise 1nder observation-disclosures re- had


house andsr observation-disclosures he had
Seyplained.
TnatAths man Quinfon HAD seer or
thesnight ofs tfiss Observation-Disclosures
were mol u The same Was surely
proved by HE fact tis,t GalhfaithWaa
HIP aris I'd nestiias he d writteyS
fronasfhe French capital
Olive Dumbarton Even yaieriua
follow that he had ~eotninitted
der for which, another man stood self
confessed
Yet Quintonwas laaunted8bythe res
ssembiance between YatariNsand the
figure be had caught IL g1impseSof Dr.
strove To- persuade himself that lie iI
were Nalerius he had seen aon that
memorable occasion, he, Quinton, would
have recognized hinisthen, m Identified
him later for they hadsknown eachS
other before the fatal deed took place
and had frequently met since
On the other hand, he had merely
seen the figdre and not the the
man he connected with David Dunn
bartonss death. and it Il the figure
wearing the same coat, assuming the
same attitude. n stal1dialgsi IN ths
to believe IT. was the same Individual
he had seei, onhboth occasions. IL MAS
oniy when heshad drawn near and
locked Into his face that he recognized
NalelFias. Had suspicion been directed
to- him previously, Quinton might have
seen some resemblance between him
and the other figure, but Naielisass was
the last person IN the SWorld whom he
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anxious. What If NaIerius had not
been in Paris on the night of Dunl-
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which this idea led We're frallEht with
terrible consequences. In striving 10
|coItrol his imagination by thesexerclse
of his reason, his mind became more
perplexed, and he could sleep no more
He therefore rose early without feeling
rested or refreshed, and on coming
down to The breakfast room found his
father and mother each With n morn
Ing paper, in which was set forth in
sensational fashion the confession OF
George Bestock. furnished Will, fuller
details tina had been given in tha
journals of the previous evening.
Let us see, mother Quinton said
getting behind her chair6and leaning
over her shoulder that he might read
for himself the statements made.
Presently Mrs. QuaNe, having dn-
ished With the paper. handed tito her
deceived in people. i could never have
believed Mr.. Bostock guilty is he had
not confessed
Nor Isl replied ouinton emphati-
cally.
There's no knowing what a man
may do IN a moment Of passion re-
marked the doctor, as he sat down to
the breakfast table and uncovered the
dish of bacon and eggs.
Poor, dear Mrs. Duinbarton should
feel Intense relief said Mrs. Quave.
That's the %sttangest part" answered
her husband. she is more distressed
than ever
"Whg2' asked Quinton, who, having
not seen his father since the previous
afternoon, knew nothing of Olive Dunn
barton's opinions.
Because she believes Bostecls made
this confession to save her
guiltS?' exchanged Quinton, hastily
tlinging down his pape.. and staring at
his father.
Nothing. not even the mans onn
words, will convince her ihat he killed
Dumbarton.9
But on what grounds does she be-
lieye Bostock innocent2" inquired the
young man, who became. deeply inter-
ested at this unexpected tMrn in the
case, the feeling Of uneasiness and the
sense OF mystery which had filed him
on his meeting With Naleiius the previ-
Gus night suddenly returning. I
Ahtp iu iipiiC rs bioW 1Is az
least, save laer5belief in his character.
sae wlshes 20 make MN q hero
remarked Mrs. QuaVe, a thrifty woman
ana an eScellent h~ousekeeper, who,
having no imagination, prided herself
on.ner common sense.
y saW iler lhse nlsht. Qulnton
sag, addressing MS father.
I g. Qn BosIocks confession being
made known to her yesterday evening
she refused to believe in his guilt, and
received such a shock that she tainted.
When 1 was sent for; she was almost as
pau as on me hight hef husband was
kllled. 4
There must be something in all
TINS, said Quinton thoughtfully.
IN all WHAT asked his mother
sharpiy.
IN her refusal TO believe Bostock
guilty; IN her opinion that he sacri-
flced hlmself to save her
mats merely n OF her romantic
IDEAS, answered Mrs. Quaye. No one
YOU'D put his mead In a halter to