Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-04-09

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Miss Constance she said, there's
something wrong-I can't pretend II
say what it is, but, my poor lamb
there's something wrong in your hus
bands life
81 was not long left in doubt con
cerning the nature Of that something
A bank robbery filled the newspaper
one morning, and startled the entir'
community with its amazing boldnes
and skill. A few hours later Graham
Vivian was arrested for completely II
the crime. How can I write the trutl
even at this late day? My husband
the father of my child, was a thief-s
professional 'cracksman!'
you wifi wonder how I survived
such a discovery. The horror of 1t still
weighs upon me like nightmare tina
can never be shaken off. Officers o.
the law invaded the dainty suburban
house, pointed significantly to its lux
urious appointments, and unearthet
from behind the bricks Of a chimney
the spoils Of a dozen late robberies
Graham, however, was but a partici'
pant in the crime-a tool in the hand!
Of another-the follower Of the leader
greater than himself-George Langs'
troth, a young man In years, but al
ready known to the police as an ac'
complished scoundrel-a defaulter,
forger, and / know not what besides
He 1t was who had first tempted my
wretched husband to evil-who had lee
him, step by step, along his downward
way. Langstroth was English. by birtf
the two had operated abroad-partic'
ularly in London. From his prison
Graham sent me the following lines
the last that his hand ever penned:
| "I have tried again and again, es.
pecially since married you, my darl'
ing, to escape from Langstroth, but II
vain. He followed me everywhere
laughed at my paroxysms of remorse-
threatened me with exposure and pun
ishment IL I dared dream Of abandon
ing our profession. Oh, my darling, dt
not curse me for blighting your young
life! l need not be told that, Of all my
sins, the deception which / practicec
upon you is the most dastardly. Tht
others may be forgiven before God
but that one-never.'
1.-The very night that your father
wrote those despairing lines he died ir
his cell, by his own hand. A bit OF
broken glass, procured no one knew
how-a severed vein-and when his
keepers opened his door they found
him lying in his own blood, stark anc
! cold!
"Langstroth was still at large, bu'
search was being made for him every
where. One night, in the suburban
house, where I still remained witf
faithful Patty, as I sat by your cradle
widowed, stunned by an accumulation
of disa sters, that man Langstroth, dis.
guised beyond recognition, entered
like the thief which he was, and stooo
before me.
"'You can Judge of the depths Of my
infatuation,' he said, when / take this
risk for your sweet sake, Constance
Vivian Is dead-you are now widow
I am about to leave the country-per'
| haps forever. Come with me-be m!
wife within the hour! / know OF
snug corner in England where l car
make for you q safe and delightful
home. You see that I love you still, II
spite of all your scorn. Witch! undel
your spell Vivian became coward ane
a. driyeler and talked Of remorse anc
repentance. And as for me, there Is nc
price that would not pay for you
Constance-no peril that I would moi
dare, just to stand as 1 now do ano
look in your eyes!'
II thought Of my dead husband!
looked at the cradle where you lay
overshadowed already by an inheri'
tance Of sorrow and disgrace. MY
heart became as flint. made gest-
ure to Patty which she understood
Then I said to George Langstroth:
Read the letter which Vivian wrote
lust before his suicide And while he
read Patty was flying on her mission
of vengeance.
He had not thought me bolc
enough to deliver him to justice, may
beat any rate he suspected nothing
till the officers Of the law were In the
room. Then he turned on me with
look that was diabolic.
"'You have delivered me into the
hands of the Philistines,' he said. Well
you will pay for it some day with youl
life
THAT threat has been sounding II
nv ears ever since. He will fulfill L
whenever the opportunity offers.
Not long after Langstroth's arrest
woman-a stranger-sought me out
and fell PROSTATE at my feet, begging
and praying that I would withhold m!
testimony to save him, If such a thing
were possible-a woman Of birth ant
breeding, mind you, young, refined
who had left everything that make!
life precious to follow the fortunes o.
that bold, bad man.
81 know his passion for you,' sh'
sobbed; he has deserted me-cast mi
off, because Of it; yet 1 still love him
If you testify against him, it will 'b'
at great peril to yourself. He is crue
as death-he will kill you at the frs
opportunity
"The prospect of punishment for he'
base lover filled the unhappy girl will
the keenest anguish that I had eve
witnessed. 1 wept for her misery
though 1 had neither help nor comfor
to give her.
beware of him!' she said. SO Ions
as you live, beware of George Lang
stroth!'
Then she kissed my hand and wen
away.
"Langstroth was brought to trial ant
found guilty. No fear Of the man coult
deter me from telling the truth. OF
my testimony he was convicted ant
sentenced to ten years penal servi
tude. When the sentence was pro