Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 25 January 1895 — Page 9

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The faded ana lonorn individual cna not notice this action, as it was done behind Lira. He had come into the hall, had removed his hat and was bestowing one or two smoothing touclics upon his obstinate hair, eying Maxey rather steadily the while. •'You did not mention the gentleman's name," said the artist. 'His name is Dye,'' returned the sly Belfry.

At this the lips of the stranger unclosed to give slow and distinct utterance, in a dull, somber voice, to the corroborative statoment. "Mr. Leander Dye, sir." "Dye? Dye? Rather an odd name, that. But I think I have heard it before. I think I have. Come in, Mr. Dye, come in. I have recently taken it upon myself to become the protector and guardian of a certain young person to whom I shall take great pleasure in introducing you."

Maxey threw open the door communicating with the rear room and stepped in. The next instant the young woman and the man confronted each other.

The meeting affected them differently. Annette was so overcome that she was obliged to cling to tho piano for support. Mr. Dye, even under the shock of the first meeting, did not start, nor was anything added to the natural pallor of his countenance. He merely turned his head, saw the man who had brought- him there sitting with his back against the door, cast a faded glance over the gen-

Maxcy threw open Hie door.

eral situation, including the resolute artist standing before him, folded his arms across his breast in a manner that Would have been dignified but for the inconvenient necessity of retaining his hold on the forlorn hat and made the remark as if he were announcing the most casual thing in the world: "You have set a trap for me.

Maxey was somewhat astonished at his coolness, though lie thought his attitude a little theatrical. However it might have been for Mr. Dye, the meeting was certainly a voi"y painful one for the poor gir! who had been taught in her early years to call him father. Her bosom rose and fell. She became so white that Maxey began to regret having subjected her to the shock. In his anxiety to overwhelm the man he had not considered the possible effect on the woman. Still the wTorst was over, and he could only proceed. "I suppose you won't deny that you know this lady?'' he said in a voice that was meant to be very uncompromising and stern. "Sir, it would be utterly useless for me to deny anything.''

Mr. Dye had not cast a second glance at his former daughter, nor did he do so now. He made his answer in the most grave, even dignified tones. He punctuated perfectly. There was a little pause after the "sir" and a full stop at the "anything." This calmness, which might be either the calmness of determination or of despair, rather disconcerted the artist. He had often imagined himself the central figure in such an interview, but he had never dreamed of a man like Mr. Dye. "Nevertheless I will break his guard yet," he thought.

After a minute's silence Mr. Dye went on in the same measured tones in which self consciousness and hopelessness were strangely intermingled. "Touching the lady now under your charge, whom once disgraced in permitting to be known by a name by no means a synonym for integrity and uprightness, I do not hesitate to say that I am exceedingly well rejoiced at seeing her in such apparently excellent health. She is a good girl, sir she is every thing the term implies, and yet, sir, you must be aware of the almost painful relations that exist between us, and being aware of them and of the fact that they are so strong that she left my house voluntarily, for the avowed reason that a longer life with so uncongenial a pex'son as myself was unbearable, you can scarcely be surprised that our meeting is not more mutually pleasurable and cordial"

Mr. Dye occasionally hesitated an instant for a word, but generally his dull, somber voice flowed on, measurably and uninterruptedly, as if he were delivering himself of a speech that was quite familiar to him. His dignified bearing was in such marked contrast to the dominant air of faded gentility that pervaded him as to be almost painfully ludicrous. Maxey gazed at him steadily and said: "You don't know where she went when she left your house?" "Sir, she never made a confidant of me. Do not misunderstand ma I am not reproaching her. I was utterly unfit for and unworthy of her confidence. I always avoided her, as the bad instinctively avoid the good. She was right to go. I enured only a feeble protest. I am aware, sir, that it may seem incongruous and artificial coming from me, but even at the risk of seeming incongruous and artificial I desire to say in taking my farewell of the young lady Tinder your charge—for you can scarcely wish to prolong an interview that is

manifestly so pamirn to ner—tnat am heartily, devoutly, sincerely sorry that fate ever threw her into the way of such a worthless mortal as myself, and that

I earnestly hope that her future may be as bright and unclouded as her past was dark and unfortunate."

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Despite the theatrical ring of the sepulchral voicc there was a tone of sincerity and sandor about the last few words that made an impression, even against his will, upon the artist. The tears came into Annette's eyes. Timidly and tremblingly she approached Mr. I Dye and held out her small white hand. "Mr.—no, father," she faltered, "please do not think I was ungrateful. You will forgive me_for \yhat_I said about my parentage when 1 was angry. If you have done right, it was cruel. If you have not, it is a matter for your own soul. I shall never forget that it Was your roof that sheltered me when I had no other. Believe me, I did not run away from you. I met with—a terrible accident.''

Mr. Dye did not look at her, but ho anfplded his arms to take her hand, I which lie Jie» as lightly as possible and dropped at the first opportunity. Maxiy, who was watching him closely, was startled to see in his face a momentary betrayal of sentiment. There was no doubt about it. Mr. Dye's dim eyes watered, and the corners of his gloomy mouth twitched. The tone in which he at last replied was very different from the one in which he had previously spoken. "If I said God bless you, it would be mummery. The blessing of a man like me is a poor legacy, but I should like to say something to show you that I am really sorry for the part I have played in your life. You always were a good girl and did your best to please mo. I am not your ather. I could not feel toward you as a father ought perhaps, but I was not insensible of your virtues. I never was more pleased in my life than when I heard"— He seemed to think himself in danger of committing himself here, for he hesitated and finally substituted 'when you just now told me that you had escaped a terrible accident. Goodby, Annette.''

Annette went out, sobbing. When the door had closed behind her, Maxey mentally braced himself for a desperate contest Unfortunately for him, at the very outset of the battle he felt a distrust of himself and a dread of the superior strength of his adversary.

Acting upon the theory that Mr. Dye had some knowledge of the crime on the sea road, he had prepared a terrible surprise for him. He had caused it to be understood that the victim of that crime had died in consequence and then suddenly confronted him with her. He had congratulated himself beforehand on the effect of this trying situation, but Mr. Dye had scarcely expressed more surprise than if it had been the most ordinary occurrence of daily life.

Maxey spoke up sharply: "Now to the business which I have to transact with you. There is no need of your standing, sir. Sit down.'' "Sir, I was standing here," said Mr. Dye, thoroughly recovered from his recent momentary wealcness, 'utterly at a loss to determine what could be the marvelous nature of the circumstances that could influence such a gentleman as yourself to take the pains to enter into a not very reputable subterfuge to induce so humble an individual as myself to come to your house, when a simple written request left at my lodgings would have been sufficient. Men do not take such pains—my long experience with human nature leads me to say it— men do not lake such pains without an adequate motive.''

Mr. Dye said all this not as though he had any real curiosity. In fact, there was such a somber, graveyard atmosphere about his voice and manner that the hearer was involuntarily impressed with the belief that he had reached a stage of mental depression where it was no longer possible to harbor a lively interest in any affair of life. "We will not discuss thatnow," said Maxey. "There are some matters which you must explain to my satisfaction before I shall feel overwhelmed with a sense of my own meanness. If you will sit down, it will be more comfortable for you, as it may prove to be a somewhat lengthy session." "Sir, it is immaterial to me."

Having said tnis witli a sign tliat seemed to leave no matter of doubt that he spoke the truth, Mr. Dye accepted the proffered chair. He deposited his woebegone hat upon the center table with as much care as if it had been the most valuable thing in the world, folded his arms and fixed his faded glance upon the ruflied fur surface before him. Maxey seated himself opposite where he could watch him narrowly. "You understand me, I hope, sir?— must be explained, if not to me now, to the proper authorities at some other time. I have not employed the police so far in this matter for reasons of my own. The police unfortunately includes the press. My family affairs have enjoyed all the publicity I care for of late, but if necessary I have fully made up my mind to sacrifice my own feelings in this regard. I must inform you at once that the police would be very glad to know where to find you, and it remains for you to say whether you shall let them know it in person or go from here a freeman."

Maxey had been awake nights planning his procedure at this interview. At this point in the case he had always pictured the trembling villain as turning pale and saying, "Oh,. Mr. Maxey, do not deliver me to the police, and I will tell you everything 1" but in reality the presumable villain opened his unblanched lips to say in an entirely steady voice: "Sir, you see here a man who for years and years has been struggling in the face of great and insurmountable odds, and who has made a failure of the struggle. I do not know what you mean, but you evidently desire to institute legal proceedings of some nature against me. You have my full and free permission so to da If I am accused of anything, I care

not what In the category or crimes, rroni petty larceny to murder, I shall not take the trouble to deny it When this man brought me to your door, I was wondering if it were possible for Providence so far to have relented toward me as to bo opening for me a means of honest and manly employment. I came here as a last effort, in that direction. With the result of this experiment in mind, I shall never try it again. No, sir. Do what you please with me. I will employ no counsel, I will make no defense. The law may take its course. The remainder of my life, the manner of my death, is a matter of total indifference to me."

The voice had still its theatrical ring, but underneath it all there was a grimness and a sincerity that carried with it the conviction that he meant what he said. When the amazed Maxey could speak, he exclaimed: "So you confess your share in the crime without equivocation?" "Sir, I can only confess the truth, but as I :un not a man of veracity that would have little weight If you have any evidence at all of any wrong dealing on my part, an ignorant and uncultivated jury would undoubtedly do your work and convict me of anything. I look like a villain. I have all'the suspicious and unexplainablo habits of a villain. Twelve average men would say at once: 'He is a villain. Let us punish him.' "And you haven't a shadow of a suspicion of what you would be accused?'' "Sir, of what use is it to question me? If I say no, you will not belv-ve me. If I say yes, I should only lay myself open to further questions, which it would be impossible for me to answer, and then you would not believe me. In any case I should be a liar and an equivocator in your eyes. The shortest way is to call the police at once. Sir, I have used alcohol vciy freely of lato years, and it has partially succeeded in achieving tho result to secure which I learned to like it—in blunting my senses an:l brutalizing my intellect, but I have yet remaining to me, I think I may say without exaggeration, sufficient penetration and sagacity to understand that a gentleman like yourself does not take such pains to become possessed of the person of a social outcast like'myself unless he believes such a step of supreme importance. Doubtless you have your theories?" "Doubtless I have. You have parried my question very ingeniously, Mr. Dye.

Let me see what you will say to the next. You spoke of tho truth in the matter. What is tho truth?" "Sir, I will answer you unreservedly. I connect my presence here, not. without some degree of naturalness, you must admit, to the interest you take iu the young lady whom 1 have reared as my daughter. While I can have no idea of what your suspicions are or of what you would convict mo, inasmuch as you speak of the police I infer that it must be something of a criminal nature. The truth in relation to that matter is Annette is not, my child, and I have no claim or authority over her. I never even legally adopted her. If she has borne my name, it was because my late wife wished it for the child's own sake. She believed that it would be humiliating for the child to be brought, up in the knowledge that she had no name that she was in truth a waif whose parentage was unknown. I would have given much if the name wo gave her had been worth more for her own sake, but it was the best that we could do under tho circumstances. "Who were Annette's parents?" "God knows.1' "And you?" "Sir, 1 am not in his confidence. "You talk that way and expect me to believe you!" "Sir, on the contrary, I do not. Neither do I wish to be understood as indulging in profane levity. I have the utmost respect for the Deity. Ho has, lie can have none for me.

Maxey was astounded. It was not alone the coolness of the man, but the sincerity and despair with which he seemed to speak. In spite of himself, the artist began to believe him. For a mo ment he could not regain courage enough to return to the attack. Mr. Dye lifted his faded eyes inquiringly from the contemplation of his hat. "You don't believe me?" he said. "It seems hardly possible. "Sir, it is the truth. For myself 1 would not take the trouble to speak. For her sake I will say to you that I take my oath before Almighty God, as 1 hope for mercy in the world to come, that I do not know who her parents were.

Ho said th 3 solemnly and impressively. It produced a profound effect on Maxey, who had never dril'tecl away from the religious teaching of his youth. The name of the Deity was a very solemn thing in his eyes. Ho could not understand why it should not be in the eyes of all men. Nevertheless he mustered up courage to renew the battle. "If this be true, why then did you appear so excited on the night when you put this child into your wife's arms? Why did you plead with her so earnestly never to reveal that the child was not your own? Why did you even say that if the truth were known it might bring you to the gallows?''

Surprises like this may startle the calmness of effrontery, but there are few surprises sufficiently strong to overcome the calmness of despair. Mr. Dye was utterly unmoved. He replied in his somberest tones: "Sir, you must be aware that the moribund when approaching dissolution enters frequently into a stage of hallucination. The mind wandera If it were worth while to defend myself, I should say that my poor wife was not herself that she exaggerated."

This was simply unanswerable, and strangely enough it was the first time it had occurred to Maxey. The artist felt the groundwork of his hopes giving way beneath him, but he forced himself to assume a skeptical air and to proceed. "Yon can tell me, I suppose, how you became possessed of this child'?' "Sir, I can assuredly." "In the name of goodness, vary your form of address a little," cried Maxey,

exasperated by tne inevitaDie prefatory "sir." Mr. Dye looked up with mild surprise iu his faded eyes. "Since it annoys you, sir, I will." "It is unnatural, and you put it on for effect." "You aro a gentleman, sir. I cannot contradict you.

Maxey bit his lip. "Bo kind enough, then, to go on." 'It was a dark night, sir,'' said Mr. Dye, looking as though ho woro drawing tho whole scene ort of tho ruffled surfaco of his forlorn liat. "I was coming home from a low resort. I stumbled up my steps unsteadily and fell over a buudlo that was lying outside my door. It was little Annette, stupefied by the effects of some drug which had been given her. I took her in to my wife, and that poor, unfortunate woman who wrecked her life when she married me conceived an affection for her at once. We never had any children. Sl|e desired to keep her. I permitted her to do so. That is the whole story. Do not think I Wish to bo short with you. I will antwer any question you think it worth four while to address to me.'' "Did you leave the city immediately after you found the child?'' "i did." "Why?" "My business, perhaps it would be franker to say my means of livelihood, necessitated it" "What has been your means of livelihood?' "Swindling in at its various forms

Maxey sat staring in bewilderment for some minutes. "B^ what methods?" "By tho meanest methods. Do you wish me to givo a cataloguo of my crooked ways? It would no doubt bo instructive to you." "Never mind that," cried Maxey, with sudden energy. "Answer mo this: "Were you concerned in tho attempt to murder this child Annette?"

Mr. Dye sprang to his feet, with a force that overturned his chair tuid stood with a horrified look fixed full on tho artist's face. His lip trembled and his voice faltered when he asked: "Is that—is that your suspicion?" "I am not hero to talk of suspicious. I am asking you a plain questiou, susceptible of a plain answer.''

Gradually tho horrified look faded out of his face. The lack luster eyes sought the surface of tho hat again. He turned and carefully restored tho chair to an upright position beforo he replied: "I would rather, I would much rather, sir, tho accusation should como iu any other form, but go on, sir, go on even in this. If there has beeu such an attempt, arrest me, try me, convict me, hang me. I am utterly unworthy of the least respect, as you realize. A man who would steal would kill. He would shoot down even tho young and innocent girl who trusted him. Go on, sir. I shall not oppose you.'' "I am half a mind totakoyou at your word!" cried Maxey, rising and/impatiently pacing the floor. "I shall not resist you, sir." "Do you mean to tell mo that you do not know of the foul attempt on this poor girl's life on the sea road the very day you disappeared from town?"

Mr. Dyo made no reply at once, but a harsh, grating sound issued from be tween his lips. Maxey even thought ho heard him murmur through his clinched teeth: "Tho black heart! The black heart!

But his faded glance was scarcely lifted from the forlorn hat ere ho became passive again. "I can only say to you,'sir, that. I never heard of this thing before." "Don't you read the newspapers?" "Not except by accident. I have no interest in tho world whatever." "Do you "over hear people talk?" "I have heard nobody talk about this, but I have lw^n away where I would be little likely to." "Why did you go away?" "Because it was necessary for me to have money. 1 have been engaged in an attempt to raise money by dishonest means—an attempt which failed as (lis astrously as it deserved. It was my be lief until 1 came here that Annette had indeed voluntarily absented herself from my abode, as she had threatened to do. If you will ask the landlord at 40 Flood street, lie will toll you that I left money in his charge to be given to her if she returii-d din in-. mv absence. I had, I could have, no possible ill will for that unfortunate girl. Neither was her life such that sl'C could have acquired cue mies. You leak in riddle:-, sir. Would it be ask: ig tool :rHi that- yon should tell 1110 tho circunistanc/s? But, no you will not do that, for I am the man sus peel ed." "I thin!: circumstances warrant a sus pieion that you know more than you will admit. Nevertheless, lest 1 do an injustice, Iwill tell you what yon ask.'

Ho told it. Ilr. Dye listened motion less till the end. When it was over, he remained silent. 'Have you nothing to say to this?' asked Maxey. 'Do you suspect nobody?' "I havo nothing to say, sir." "Nothing?" "Not a word." "Well, then," cried Maxey excitedly, "there is only one course open to me,

He was interrupted by a knock at the door. Annette, whose eyes were not yet free from tears, implored his attention for a moment He went into the parlor with her.

(to be oontintkd.)

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Rev. Hooher, of Elwood, will preach his farewell sermon here Sunday evening.

Mr. Clingsmith. of Lynn, Massachusetts, is visiting his parents at Wallace.

Mrs. Elijah Myers is seriously ill with spinal fever. Dr. Henry, of Alamo, is in attendance.

Protracted meeting right in Wallace begins Monday night with a corps of able ministers to conduct it.

Last Friday the teacher and pupils of Ceruiany school took a sleigh ride over to Gray's, school, taking them by as complete surprise as was ever heard off. The afternoon was pleasantly spent in the usual Friday afternoon exercises.

The Western Indiana Debating Society held its second sessiou at the alkice school house Friday night to discuss the tjuestion of "Foreign immigration." Twelve D. Webster speeches were delivered and all foreigners were harshly sat down upon, so to speak. Question for Friday evening, Jan, 35t,h, is "Rcxo/vert.Tluit the United States Government woulihhe justifiable iu proving for the expulsion of the entire negro race to Africa. An interesting time is anticipated. 11 a! ha! ha! ha! Prof. Chapman is coming again. JS'ext Saturday night at Wallace he and Win. Llowdall will give one of the best entertainments we have ever witm ssed. The entertain-ini-ut will close with a dramatic sketch entitled, "Elder Sniffles' Couitship," adapted rom the Widow Hcdott Papers./ In this portion of the programme Prof. Chapman will be as.iihted by W. P. IXiwdall, of Qnincy, 111 who will play the part of Elder fshadrach Sniffles. Admission to all teachers. r0 cents to others, 10 cents. 'Ibis will probably be the last entertainment that the teachers will conduct.

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P. I). Whittington visited J. Whittingtuii at Cayuga Monday. Tilghman Easley took his pottery to Liidoga Monday for exhibition.

Fred Shrader and wife visited at his mother's Saturday and Sunday. Win. llice was at the bedside of his sick mother at Newtown last wrek.

Myers Clienault moved onto Win, W. Whittington's farm last week. A Mr. Park will move in where he vacated.

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