Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1913-10-24
news: There's been. I'm afraid, am
other case of suicide from the Sea-

news: There's been. I'm afraid, an-,
other case Of suicide from the Sea-
borough Gill;"
"Who?" ouerfed Flossie, turning pale.
with Of late. I don't know his name.
but he was stopping here, he told me.
One Of these painter chaps"
Mr.. Filby? You can't mean 1t. You
must be mistaken" A wild look came
into the girls eyes.
Don't think I am. Perhaps you
recognize these articles?"
Going to the back of he chair upon
which he had bee sitting, the man
picked up some objects from the
ground. They were a mans coat
and waistcoat of a rather pronounced
check. Startled recognition stood in
F1ossie's ACE.
"Ah. I see you know them. miss.
stained with paint, you see-that that
artist fellow was wearing yesterday.
But that's not all, when I found these
on the cliff, / turned them over, and
there, pinned to the inside pocket, was
this envelope. I'm not much Of q
scholar. but I think it's addressed to
you. miss"
Flossie took the note with trembling
fingers, and finding herself unable to
stand IN longer, subsidized into q
chair. h guessed the contents. Mad
with love for her, Dick Filthy must have
committed suicide. AT last she got the
envelope open, and the few brief lines
within confirmed her worst fears.
Dearest Flossie." 1t ran. Forgive
me the step l have taken-believe me,
other too p~assionately to be happy.
apart for a single moment, and
there was a life between that would
always have divided us. / can
not explain. but. dearest. 1 could
nave lived without you, 80 I have
chosen what they ray is the pleasant
est method OF departing from existence.
Treasure the lovely time we had to-
gether. Your broken hearted, Dick
Il should like you to keep the one
painting I did at Scarborough az q
sOuvenir.p
Flossle read 1t through twice and 1t
last the sense began to beat In upon
who loved her into q watery grave.
The coastguard stood quietly by,
waiting for her to speak. Finally with
an apologize little cough, he broke the
silence.
$50 he has drowned hisself. miss o.
Flossie nodded.
He seemed a morbid kind Of chap
I thought that when l spoke to him
yesterday. So dissatisfed-like about
his painting. I suppose 1t isn't a love
affair like that young Perkins,"
Flossie had recovered sufficiently to-
be on the defense.
.Oh, no; you mustn't think that! Mr.
Filthy wasn't very successful as an art
ist.''
Says so in that note. perhaps? 2"
She must battle the coastguard's cur
iosity.
mo! This-er-simply leaves a little
picture of his as a gift for me. Have
you been to h police station yet?"
II came here first, but 1 must 60
there straight now"
do me a favor! You must speak
about the clothes, Of course, but don't
mention this note! It's quite unimport-
anti" :
The c%oastguard scratched his head.
II know I'm silly, but I'm engaged.
and all that will get about the village.
and l don't want my young man to
know that I've had a present from this
Mr.. Filby.'
The coastguard. won by her pretty
looks. promised, and Flossie breathed
afresh.
You haven't found the body?" sho
asked.
Not yet, miss! Perhaps this storm
will have swept 1t miles down the
coast. J Well, l must &c and tell the po-
lice.",
He was no sooner gone than Flossie
burst into tears. The affair was ter
rible. Even IL her part in the matter
did mo- transpire she would suffer COM
Function Of conscience for weeks for
letting him proceed so far.
She went upstairs to the room which
their visitor had occupied. The bed had
not been slept in. Most of his belong
ings had been dispatched to London by
train the previous day.. Flossie once
more broke down. She would never,
nevcr flirt again as long as she lived.
That same afternoon Richard Filby
in the flesh arrived at his lodgings in
West Kensington. He did not vol like
a man who had lately undergone a ia
tai experience. His cheeks were
bronzed and his step was brisk-in-
deed the first remark which his land
lady made vas to compliment him on
his improved appearance.
Thank you. Mrs. Seymour. I've had
q very good time. By h way. has
my~luggage Gomez"
ssEarly fhia morning. cir nv railwav