Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1907-10-11

There's no marriage this morning.
IT'S put on s.
For the ringY
mo, for the bride; she never Gamer
s Never came ~
But the woman had been robbed Of
her fees, and the loss involved that OF
her temper. Better go to the Pulte-
aey hotel IL you want to know more"
said she, and four wheels would have
ocked In the mad whirl with, which
Tom turned curricle and horses.
II Over the bridge to O,Connell street.
A vehicle was ahead OF them at the
Pulteney. A waiter spoke to the oc-
,upants. and 1t drove of without ono
or them getting out. Meanwhile Tom
had seen the Fawcetts in the gaping
crowd outside, had left them on guard
over the curricle and Wyeth and him.
self rushed into the hotel.
There's no wedding. The guests are
being sent away. said a waiter, stand.
Ing in his path.
Where's Mr.. Daintreeg'
''ln the ballroom, but there's a gen.
tleman"-
Tom hurled MIN on one side and was
In the ballroom himself next instant.
1t was a spacious saloon,s the best in
Sydney at that time, and the first
thing Tom saw was the long table with
the vista of silver and glass leading to
a snowclad mountain of wedding
cake at the far-end. The chairs were
empty, the table uncovered, and only
two men were in the room, the bride
groom in his marriage garments and a
person Of equal stature i'll top boots
and pea jacket, whose face Tom
could not see. Next moment Nicholas
Harding turned his head. 1t was to
him Daintree had drunk IN the gray
dawn that seemed a year ago.
The ruddy hair was shot with silver,
the massive face refined by suffering.
lie had aged ten years in eighteen
months.
Tom went straight to his old enemy,
turning his back on his old friend.
You came out o-stop this marriage,
sir?"
II did. 1t was the only way"
Z congratulate you on arriving IL,
time. You would have had murderer
for your son-in-law!"
Daintree gave cry. Tom had turn.
ed upon him with flashing eyes.
How do you know" cried Harding
In amazement.
II will tell you. This man has been
my best friend. He paid for my de-
Tense, and he took me away from the
iron gang. Do you know why r.
Il know one reason"
$50 do l. but there was another. He's
been hedging matters with his God.
He murdered Blaydes himself"
'.Blaydes!s
And Mr. Harding flung up his hands.
while Daintree sank into chair rs
yellow as guinea, but with hot eye,
balls fixed searchingly upon Tom
.Your proofsw said he hoarsely.
"Your proofs in support of this-mon-
Istrous- charged
II have clear proof in my pocket
said Tom to Mr.. Harding us he but.
toned up his coat. II have the receipt
gave Blaydes for his watch and
chain"
Daintree sprang up. He was trem-
bling from head to foot, but his fists
and his teeth were clinched.
'Thiefp he Kissed. You have bro
ken open my desk! saved you from
the gallows You think you'll hound
me there in return you fool, when you
know what know! What you have
stolen is 20 proof ut all. Migrate, SER
pent, 1t will. only tighten the rope
round your own ungrateful neckp
He turned on his heel and wrote
something on card He rang bell,
met the waiter at the door and handed
him what he had written.
.sThat may be so, p said Tom to Mich.
olas Harding. Il may swing yet, but,
thank God, not for Blaydes!"
ut is really the receipt 2,
Undoubtedly, written by Blaydes
and signed by me. 1t Will clear me OF
that crime If 1t doesn't convict him. l
don't want to convict him."
The other shrugged his shoulders.
1T would be useless. There's mad.
ness in his blood as well as crime! But
Is that your only evidence pr,
No. have witness outside who
all but saw him do 1t. He did see hin,
taking the papers from the dead mans
pocket
"Papers!, cried Mr.. Harding. His
high color fed and came again. .They
belonged to me. Give them to me,
Erickson, for Gods sakey'
Then keep your eye on him, and
YOU shall have all but the one may
want. saw they were letters to you,'
And in an instant they were In Nicho.
las Harding's pocket, Ill but the one
with the receipt upon the back, and be
also buttoned up his coat.
| Meanwhile Daintree was at the Other
end Of the long room guarding the
door. and now they saw him fling II
open with an evil smile. Next mo
ment o strange gang entered-two con
| stables, Ginger, Nat Sullivan ana Peg
gy o'Brien.
Peggy's presence is only too easily
| explained. When her own ears heard
Tom consent to leave the country she
shut her teeth and swore that he
should not. In New South Wales hi
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