The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-10-31
Copyright, 1914, by Louis Joseph
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SYNOPSIS The 8 OF Hearts is the
death sign" employed by Seneca
TTine in the private war of vengeance
which. through the agency of his
daughtor judith, woman of violent
passions like his own, he wages
against Alan Law, so~ of the man
tnow dead) whom Time held respon-
sible for the accident which rendered
him helpless cripple. Alan is I'm love
with Rose. Judith's twin and double
but in all else her opposite. Judith
vows to compass Alan's death, but
under dramatic circumstances he
saves her life and SO, unwittingly and
unwillingly. wins her love. Thereafter
Judith is by turns worked rpon by the
old hatred, the new love, and jealousy
of her sister Rose.
1.-THE HOUSE DIVIDED.
Alone in that strange place of ST.
lence and shadows-that den OF the
dovil's livery, crimson and black
chained to the invalid chair wherein
day in, day out, for years On end, he
had suffered the Promethean torments
OF the life that would not die out of his
wretched. wrecked carcass. though
without ceasing sharp-beaked envy
hatred, malice and all uncharitable-
ness pecked insatiably at his 'vitals
Seneca Trine sat waiting, with the i'm
possivity of q gravcn figure waiting
on his imminent hour of ultimate
Arrangement for the wrong that had
made him what he was.
"Another hour! =. Il In. sixty min
utcs moro they will be here, Judith
end Marrophat and Rose-poor fool (!
and him! :. In sixty minutes more
ttriII ~
bound and helpless, IL not dead 81
a slight pause prefaced words that
woro a whimpered prayer: God send
that hc be not dead! Have I fingered
here In anguish all these weary years
for the fnlfilment' OF my revenge only
TO be cheated ut the end by Death?
God grant that Alan Law may be laid
down still living here at my feeti
Then -" -
A bitter smile twisted his tortured
features; '"Then shall my will be done
to him! And then, when have seen
him die as his father died-then-Ah,
Cod!-thon at last too may die!
There was a long silence then a
Eroan OF exasperated protest. "Why
do thcy not come? Why does Judith de-
lay, when she knows how / suffer?
Why have been put off from day to
day with her kilograms that begged
for more time and promised every
thing-but teld I.othing!-u yester-
day ), Where are those messages
she sent me yesfefday?"
His one. sound hand grcped out like
claw and sought mass OF papers
on the desk beside him, sorting out
from among them two yellow forms
Painfully he blinked over these and
gIf .k.-1u hfc N f,or, II
wording:
"sAlan and Rose safe with me-
will bring both home tomorrow night
without fall" he read the first aloud
and then the second: "sHave motor.
car waiting for me tomorrow morning
from three o'clock till called for Nov
Bedford waterfront-JIdith.'n
mot" he affirmed with the fervoI
OF one persuaded by his own desires
Il must not doubt the girl! She has
promised she has performed"
So still wac he, indeed ::::s: =
seemed to sleep; but so deceptive was
that semblance that he was alert fol
the least sound. The girl entered soft
ly. as IL fearful of disturbing his slum-
bers; but. she found him with heaS
cTocI and eyes a-blaze.
Judith" he diied, his great voice
vibrating like a braze9 bell. "At last!
where Is he? You have brought him
Where lis he?"
With no more answer than a sigh
the girl droopcr her head and let hel
hands hang Imply with palms ex
posed
&itcr an instant of incredulous dis
appointment the man shot a single
frlgid question at her: 81 6,
"Yon, have faiied?',
II have failed" she confessed.
'.Why?"
She shrugged slightly. s'Who know
why one failsi, I did my best; he wal