Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1907-01-24

before leaving England, you told me OF
| his return, | was filled with uneaSlncss,
! not knowing what steps such scoun-
| drcl might take to prosecute and de-
fraad you. ought to have remained
| by YOU, your only male relative, but
my desire for pleasure was too strong
for my sense OF duty, and | went.
! While i'll Paris my anxiety increased,
but even then | debated with myself as
to whether | should return or continue
my journey. | decided on the latter,
and then wrote and posted to you the
letter and book which reached you that
unhappy night No sooner, however,
than | had done so, then the heartless-
ness of my conduct in leaving you un-
protected became plain, and | deter
mined to return and see for myself
what course he had taken. As my stay
might 5e brief, ! left my baggage be-
hind and did not return to my house,
then i'll charge of caretaker.
"On arriving at Charing Cross, ]
stayed at the Eagle Hotel, and after a
late dinner set out for Hoxton Road
with the intention of surprising you.
| Reaching there | caught sight of a man
walking stealthily UP and down in front
of your house. My first impulse was to
accost, my second to watch him. for
which purpose | withdrew to the oppo-
site side of the road. He disappeared,
but finally returned, when | saw him
open the gate. By this time | had rec
ognized him as Dumbarton, and going
over. ] caught hold Of his shoulder and
flung him aside Bitter words followed
he struck me and | clutched him by the
throat. Suddenly, felt a sharp pain
i'll my left shoulder. when, i'll a moment
of passion | snatched the knife with
which | was stabbed from his hand, and
struck him with it i'll the breast.
Startled by what had done and
by the fear of its consequences,
rushed him from the spot until hearing
la servants cries and seeing a police
man | paused, and summoning all my
presence of mind, coolly directed him to
the spot | did not know what had
happened, nor did ! dare return. In
the morning ] learned all, when my
GRIEF for your situation and remorse for
my act prompted me TO confess, but my
cowardicc overcoming this impulse, /
persuaded myself that you could not fail
TO prove your innocence, and that | need
not suffer for my deed | therefore re-
turned to Paris. None knew had been
in England. | had not given my name
at the hotel, and | assured myself
should never be suspected.
"On reaching Paris I Immediately
: started for Brindisi, whence L tele-
} graphed to YOU The dastardly part
played in permitting you to bear the
, blame, followed; but again and again
I told myself your innocense could and
t,,nct i,n rro,yaJ ,U;fI,n,,+ ,,,,,
And then | hoped that now being free
you might give me the love it had been
ny lifelong desire to obtain. So when
the woman Mezza appeared I felt con-
vinced the blame might be shifted on
her husband, who / supposed had re-
turned to his own country, where he
would probably never be found. And
this hope proving false, Bostock's con-
fession assured me you need not suffer
nor | confess.
Imagine then my despair on finding
you would not believe him guilty; that
you would have his confession proved
and that you loved him. | hated him
for the noble example he had set me-
and because he had succeeded where /
had failed in winning your love- All
this drove me mad, and | said such
words to you as ! would now give all
the world to have left unsaid. Then
came the news of the second operation
and his recovery, when | resolved to set
you and him free from all imputation of
guilt by my confession, and then to
evade the disgrace and punishment l
have not the courage to face.
Il know my life has been waste,
and / feel it might have been other
wise, but / loved pleasure too much
and tasted happiness too little, for the
happiness | sought in my path | was
never able to gain. | see now the
fault was wholly mine, for had my love
for you been great, and strong, and
noble, it would not have failed to win
your own. | have brought trouble sor=
row and disgrace upon you, and little as
| deserve your forgiveness | hope you
will not refuse it, made, as it is, in this
my last hour.
"Be merciful and pardon me, is the
last request of one who, though he has
deeply wronged you, loves you with a
deeper and better love than he has ever
felt before | die in the belief you will
not withhold it from me- Farewell, dear
Olive, farewell. God bless you now and
forever"
He read through the letter, which he
carefully sealed, and then, that it might
reach her without fail next morning, he
went out and dropped it into a neigh
boring letter box.
Everything was done now save the
most important of all, but from this he
did not finch; all preparation had been
made, From a drawer in his desk he
took bottle of chloroform, and held it
between him and the light. There was
into sleep from which in this life
there could be no awakening. He
thought it strange he should feel so
calm and collected now, in contrast to
the disturbance he had suffered before
finally resolving to seek death.
The strong odor of the drug nearly
intoxicated him as he raised it to his