The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-07-19

legatee.
+ think there is nothing more to
say.
"Al finir del gioco, 81 vede chi ha
guadagnato." "At the end of The
game we may see the winner" But
not always, for sometimes the game
is drawn and honors are easy.
have played drawn game with
Peter Cams and he will: not pretend
a victory, or withhold the first an
plause where it belongs. He knows
that, even if we were equal, the
woman was greater than either of
Us.
Farewell,
Giuseppe Doria
Ten days after Peter Cams had
read this narrative and its sequel
at his snug home outside Boston,
there awaited him, upon his brcakS-
fast table. little parcel from Eng
land. Something amazing challcng-
ed his astonished eyes. There came
a long letter from Mark Brendon al
SO, which repeated information al
ready familiar to Peter through the
| newspapers; but added other facts
for him alone.
New Scotland Yard, October 20, 1921.
My Dear Peter Cams: You will
have heard of Pendean's confession
and message to you; but you NAV
not have read full details as they
concern you personally. enclose
his gift; and it is safe to bet that
neither you nor any man will hence
forth possess anything more remark
able. He made a will in prison and
the law decides that l inherit his
personal estate; but you will not be
surprised to learn that l have hatd-
ed it over to the police orphanages
of my country and yours in equal
proportions.
The facts are these. As the day
approached for his execution, extra
ordinary precautions were taken,
but Pendcan behaved with utmost
restraint. gave no trouble and made
no threat. Having completed his
written statement, he asked to he
permitted to copy it on typcwrit
er, but leave to do so was not giant
ed. He kept the communication on
his person and he was promised,
that no attempt to read it should be
made until after his execution. In
deed, he received this undertaking
before he put pen to paper. He pre-.
served quiet and orderly manner,
ate we'll, took exercise with his
guards and smoked many cigarets.
i may mention that the BODY of
robert Redmaync was found where
he buried it; but the tides have de-
Elected the beach gravels of BendE
COS grave and search there has re-
vealed nothing.
Upon his last night but one, Pen
dean returned as usual and appar-
emily slept for some hours with the
bedclothes up to his face. A ward
or sat on each side of him and
light was burning. Suddenly he gave
sigh and held out his hand to the
man on his right.
See that that goes to Peter Cams,
it is my legacy" he said. "And re-
member that Mark Brendon is nv
heir" He then put small object
into the warder's hand. At the same
time he apparently suffered ire
mendous physical convulsion, utter
ed one groan and leaped up into a
sitting position. From this he fell
forward unconscious. One attend
ant supported him and the other
ran for the prison surgeon. But
Pendean was already dead-poison-
ed with cyanide of potassium.
You will remember two facts
which might have thrown light UPON
his secret. The first was his Acct
dent IN Italy as youth; the second
your constant interest in peculiar.
inhuman quality of his expression
winch you were never able to under
stand. Both are now explained. He
had, OF course, secret receptacle
upon his person beyond human
knowledge or power of discovery,
Tor ne says that only his mother
knew OF his accident. That accident
was the loss of an eye. Behind an
eye OF glass that took it's place had
IAN concealed, until he required it, .
the capsule of poison found crushed
within his month after death.
What the published statement of
this knave has done for me Won will
guess. l am leaving the detective
service and have found other occu-
patton. One can only seek to live
down my, awful experience. Next
year my work will bring me to
America and, when that happens. I
snail be very glad to see you again
should you permit me- to do so-nos
that we may speak of the pas. with
all its futility and bitterness for
me. but that we may look, forward,
and that ! may see all is we'll with
you in your days Of retirement. hon
or and ease. Until then I subscrihe
myself, your admirer and faithful
friend,
Mark Brendon.
Peter opened his parcel.
1t contained an eye made of glass
and very exquisitely fashioned to :
initiate reality. It's prevailing dark.v
ness had prevented the truth from
appearing, and yet, perfect though
1t was in luster and pigment, the
raise thing had given to Pendean's
expression quality that never fail
ed to disturb Peter.
Mr.. Cams turned over the little
object that had so often met his I'm
curing gaze.