The Huttig news., 1913-05-10
Yours truly.

prlNate conversation WlLn you thlS evening at seven o'clock? Let it be in your own room.
 Yours truly.
 "ORLANDO BROTHERSON."
 Mr. Challoner had been called upon to face many difficult and heartrend- ing duties since the blow which had desolated his home fell upon him.
 But from none of them had he shrunk as he did from the interview thus demanded. He had supposed himself rid of this man. He had dis missed him from his life when he had dismissed Swcetwater. His face, ac- cordingly, wore anything but a pro pitiatory look. when promptly at the hour of seven, Orlando Brotherson en- tered his apartments.
 Ills pleasure 0r n15 displeasufe was, however, matter of small conse quence to his selfinvited visitor. He had come there with set purpose and nothing in heaven or earth eoule deter him from t now Declining the offer of a seat, with the slightest of acknowledgements in the way of bow, he took a careful survey of tho room before saying:
 Are We alone MT. Challoner, or ie that man SweetWater lurking some where within hearing? %
 "Mr Sweetwater is gone, as I had the honor of telling you yesterday, was the somewhat stiff reply. There are no witnesses to this conference, il that is what you wish to know
 Thank you, but you will pardon my insistence if 1 request the privilege of closing that door, He pointed to the one communicating with the bed room. 'The information l have to give you is not such as I am willing to have shared, at least for the pres ent."
 You may close the door," said MT Challoner eoldly. But is it necessary for you to give me the information you mention, tonight? If it is of such nature that you cannot accord me the privilege of sharing it, as yet, with others, why not spare me till you can l have gone through much, MT. Broth erson.''
 "You have" came in steady assen as the man thus addressed stepped tt the door he had indicated and quietly closed it. But" he continued, as ht crossed back to his former position would it be easier for you to go l through the night now in anticipation of what have to reveal than to hear 1t at once from my lips while l am in the mood 10 speak?"
 The answer was slow in coming. The courage which had upheld this rapidly aging man through so many trying interviews. seemed inadequate TOT the test put so cruelty upon it. He faltered and sank heavily into chair, while the stern man watching him, gave no signs of responsive sympathy or even interest, only a patient and icy-tempered resolve.
 q cannot live in uncertainty" such were finally Mir. Challoner's words. What you have to say concerns Edith 2" The pause he made was in finitesimal in length, but it was long enough for quick disclaimer. But no such disclaimer came T will hear it." came in reluctant finish.
 MT. Bvotherson took a step forward His manner was as cold as the heart whish lay like a stone in his bosom.
 Will you pardon me if ask you to rise? said he. T have my weaknesses GO. Gle gave no sign of. them.) q cannot speak down from such height to the man I am bound to hurt"
 As if answering to the constraint of 2 will quite outside his own. Mir Ch. F ,oner rose Their heads were now more nearly on a level and Mr Proth- ereen's voice remained low, as Ee pro eeedcd, with quiet intensity:
 "There has been a time-asd it may exist yet, God knows-when you thought me in some un'nown and sc cret way the murdercr of your daush. ter. I do not quarrel with the sEs- picion; t was jus' fled, Mr Chalioner did kill your daughter, and with this hand! I can ito longer deny it.'
 Tho wretebed father swaye l. follow ing the gesture of the hand thus held out; b.. he dld not faH, nor did a sound leave his liHs.
 Rrotherson went co'eiy CT:
 q did it because 1 regarded her treatment to my suit as insolent. have no mercy for any such display of intolerance on the part of the rich and the fortunate. I hated her for it; hated her class, herself and all she stood for. To strike the dealer of such a hurt l felt to be my right. Though a man of small beginnings and of a stock which such as you call common, I have q pride which few of your blood can equal. l could not work or sleep or eat with such a sting in my breast as she had planted there To rid myself of it, l determined to kill aer. and I did How? Oh, that was aasy. tholeh it hos proved a great stumbliug-bocl to the detectives. as I knew il would! l shot her-but not with an ordinary bullet. My charge vas sm-ll ieicle made deliberately for the purpose. It had strength onoa- Il to penetrate. but it left no