The Carlisle independent., 1917-07-19

"l Tell You Jerry Has Come Back" Holding it in his hand, he became aware that the door had opened and that a crowd of men and women was with him.
 He turned duly. There stood Leon- tine and her father, side by side with the crying, gesticulating house-sery- ants. Sebastian darted from the group and ran toward his brothers side Disregarding Jerry, he raised the dead mans head upon his knee and raised the eyelids. They fell again. He tried once more, and they remained open. Sebastian burst into uncontroi- lable weeping.
 He got up. He approached Jerry. Murderer :" he cried, shaking his fist in his face. You have killed him. The law and God shall avenge him."
 At the words Leontine darted be- tween them. She flung her arms about her lovers neck and stood there, fac ing Sebastian in hot defiance.
 You lie." she cried. Tt was you who planned your brothers coming to me with that forged document in order to trick me. It was he who tried to kill Jerry. coming upon him from behind with the paperweight If he Is dead, he was the would-be murderer"
 q did not kill him." said Jerry. He had forged my name to receipt. 1 demanded the paper. He refused it. tried to take it from him and he attacked me and nearly strangled me. In falling he struck his head upon the paperweight."
 You lie." screamed Sebastian, leap ing forward and shaking his first again, while the tears streamed down his cheeks. Tt was no forgery. It was true. IT was your receipt for the money which lent you in New York last year, to be repaid out of your fathers property. And you embedded the money and invested it in the crazy ship in which you sailed upon your madman's error. Here it is i''
 He snatched the paper from the ground. where 1t had fallen, and held it out before the merchant. Jerry saw John Walcott read the signature and nod his head slowly: and suddenly it dawned upon him that he stood on treacherous ground, that everything was being misinterpreted.
 'There Is his reason for the rnur- der Is it not good? Is it not sound?" shouted Sebastian, still beside himself with passion.
 ''I tell you he fell and struck his head on the paperweight," shouted Jerry. Look at the back of his head where he bruised 1t"
 Look at his facer' screamed Se- bastian. where you struck him again and again. No fist could strike a face and leave such scars as those.'
 He stopped suddenly and cast his eyes toward the middle of Jerry's breast. A malignant smile crept across his features"
 "Where is the paperweight he shouted.
 And suddenly Jerry understood why all had turned against him, why John Walcott had needed Sebastians impas- stoned words and his own not at all.
 He was holding in his own hand the blood-stained paperweight.
 In the dreadful silence that followed the servant who had gone out re- turned. Behind him walked .wo po- licemen. They looked at Joln Wal colt. who nodded toward Jerry once more. They strode toward him and ranged themselves. one upon either side
 Jerry saw the averted or menacing faces; he turned to Leoatin.. He said nothing. but locked into her face in question.
 And he saw there the old love still. but, mingled with it. wonder. and doubt and fear. Her eyes f.'nched be- fore his and sought the paperweight beside him.
 Jerry squared his shoulders and held out hls hands to the policemen. (TO BE CONTINUED.l