Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-07-20

strange, unbelievable" she pied impulstvelN
reaching out her hands in wide gesture of ap-
peal toward him. 'I know that. But If you
would only investigate. You would find that
told the truth when l said l caught the Princess
on an aeroplane. left word that I had received
information that led to believe the papers were
in the possession of someone aboard that boat.
You know did that. found the papers and
covered them. was shipwrecked with them upon
q savage island Hugo Loubeque also saved
and got the papers away once more. And then
he got them again in Chna-look into the records.
Ask the Chinese Ambassador to investigate q
death"
"All details of your story have been proven,
Miss Love-" gravely, sadly answered the cabinet
minister "but there is evidence in your. faith
er's favor. What would be the motive for Hugo
'Revenge," she answered quickly. Cant you
'If it could be proven"
He interrupted by the entrance Of clerk
with a card. The Secretary frowned, then list
ened to the whispered explanation of the man,
slight smile upon his face. He nodded that admit
tance was to be granted, then turned again to
Lucille.
"Mr Gibson-formerly Lieutenant Gibson"
Lucille sprang to her feet, all confusion. She
strained toward the door but great fear
holding her back The last time she had her
sweetheart he had repulsed her, had turned away
from her, and now
Gibson entered quickly, halted abruptly at
sight of the woman he loved standing there, with
the gentle love light in her eyes and the reproach
of maid offended in her form. Slowly, very
slowly, as one who would be forgiven yet cannot
hope for that forgiveness, he placed the little,
ivory box in her hands, the box which Hugo Lou
beque had given to him. She looked at him in
quringly and his lips parted:
From Hugo Loubeque with hopes for for
giveness and felictation"
Hugo Loubeque
With trembling fingers she pried open the
delicate lid, then gave sharp cry of disappoint-
ment that was echoed by of. mute admiration
and amaze from the others as, turning the box up
side down, the wonderful ruby necklace fell upon
the floor, every blood red facet darting thou
sand threats at them. But Lucille's eyes paid the
necklace no heed. Instead they fastened upon q
little slip of paper in the bottom of the box, dirty
and torn, but which she dragged forth with a cry
of unutterabe Joy, pressing it to her heart in an
ecstasy of delight, fairly babbling over it:
Page from Diary of Hugo Loubeque.
In account with General Sumpter Love for
dismissal from West Point and robbing me OF
Theft committed
She read no farther but sobbing with the
abandonment of child, placed the page from the
diary in the hands of the Secretary of War. He
turned it over and in his hands, light OF
understanding growing in his eyes, light which
softened as he looked upon the girl who watched
him., ~,
"I see," he murmured quietly. "You say, Mr..
Gibson, Hugo Loubeque gave this to you to hand
to Miss Love?' aa......
eff you do not object, Miss Love-" he said to
the girl, with little knowing smile in the direc-
ton of her sweetheart, 81 shall take this immedi-
your story and the verifcations have gathered
of it's details it will not only clear your father
but also return to the Army young Lieutenant
who had been named Captain at the time this un-
fortunate incident occurred"
''Mr. Secretary"
He still smiled, as embarrassed, she halted
midway toward him, her arms outstretched az
though to throw them about his neck.
''Then 1 shall return it to you," he said
quietly at reads: Account finally cancelled by
Loubeque because no hate is strong enough but
lio tn rh1
cille?'"
''You will excuse me-" he added, after long
pause.
Evidently, important cabinet officer though
he was the Secretary expected no answer for
he did not even glance back at the couple, who
were so forgetful of etiquette to ignore his
question. But Lucille had her arms close close
about the neck of Richard Gibson, and that young
only mindful of his burden at the mo-
ment
CHAPTER XXXXXVI.
Concerning Ghosts.
At his desk, General Sumpter Love smiled as
the murmur of two voices came to him. His eyes
closed wearily and his head sank forward upon
his chest victim of dreams-dreams of the
long ago. 1t had been hard, giving up to
other this daughter whom he had only just re-
gained. And yet-and yet-there another Luz
cille-
'rLucle!"
His arms were outstretched toward the vision
of his dead wife and the cry of her name from
his lips, from his overburdened heart, wakened
him with a start.
''You called, Father?"
Lucille's arms were about his neck, just as they
had been about his neck that other time in Ma
Mia when she coaXed his consent to her marriage
to Gibson. And Gibson, with the straps of
Captain, standing once more in the doorway.
His hand to pat the rose petal cheek OF
her. Then his fingers encountered the necklace
about her throat, the necklace of rubies which
the Washington papers had decanted upon so
voluminously in their accounts of the romantic
postponed wedding AS though he had struck
snake, his hand recoiled.
"Loubeque's necklace !" he muttered
The arms about his neck frightened. The
cheek was pressed against his own.
''Poor, poor Hugo" she murmured. "Poor,
poor man who did not know there room
for hate in a world that might be filed with
love. Poor, poor man"
ST think, sometimes she murmured dream
ily "I hear his voice as 1 heard it when he suf-
fered gladly for me-when he nursed me-out
there in the open boat-without WATERFORD
anything-and always is it kind and gentle"
General Sumpter Love turned away His eyes
had suddenly become moist Captain Gibson put
his hand gently upon the shaking shoulder of his
wife.
The three were silent. There no room
for words Ghosts were all about-whispering,
soothing ghosts that would not be allayed-
ghosts that danced merrily through the leaping