Decatur Democrat, Volume 41, Number 51, Decatur, Adams County, 3 March 1898 — Page 6

Eczema ill Her Life. Mr. E. D. Jenkins, of Lithonia, Ga., savs that his daughter, Ida, inherited a severe case of Eczema, which the usual mercury and potash remedies failed to relieve.' Year by year she was treated with various medicines, external applications and internal remedies, without result. Her sufferings were intense, and her condition grew steadily worse. All the so-called blood remedies did not

seem to reach the disease at all until S. S.S. was given, when an improvement was at once noticed. The medicine was continuecd with favorable results tnd now she is c”.ed I sound and well, her [ skin is perfectly clear and pure and she has been saved from what threat-

ened to blight her life forever. S.S.S. (/rnzraritay/ purely vegetable) cures Eczema, Scrofula, Cancer, Rheumatism, or any other blood trouble. It is a real blocd remedy and always cures even after all else fails. A Real Blood Remedy. Take a blood remedy for a blood disease; a tonic won’t cure it. Our books on blood and -j*-, zSTn. skin diseases 'JT'’ mailed free to any address, Swift Specific Kr 4? Co., Atlanta, Ga. A gIEW bi S’ ' “ I ad intir. GD’.efi Gml. »> H W » ! M V -T I made an effort at control, and when I again addressed Mr. Perry noticed Wilson and Skinner holding a whispered conversation. The younger man’s face was toward me. and as his eye caught mine there was so much pity and sympathy in it that I could not help feeling some wonder. “To think of it all happening on my I grandfather’s place, whose character was as far removed from anything criminal as heaven is high above earth.” I finally managed to murmur, unwilling to state the real cause of my ' v emotion. “Is he quite dead?” Mr. Perry asked again, turning to Wilson. For till- i swer the detective pulled back his coat , and vest and pointed to the shirt bos-1 , om. which was dyed with the life I stream. “.Td see,” he answered, quietly, “quite dead. Shot through the heart." i “Did Jackson do it?” the president , asked, turning to me. I nodded my ! head. “Why should he? What was Mr. ■ , Morley—” Fortunately. Skinner, who had arisen after his whispered conversation with , Wilson, and gone pokintr about in the I corners and behind the empty barrels and boxes, here uttered a shout which ■ caused us all to glance in his direction. , He was tugging at some object, inside of a barrel, and soon brought out a large valise, which from its apparent , weight and plethoric appearance was stuffed full. ■ “Ah, that looks promising!” ejacu- I , lated Mr. Perry, starting eagerly for- \ ( ward. The valise was deposited on the floor. , and the president went down on his knees, in great excitement, to fumble ( with the catch. “Let me get at it,” said Wilson. While the two were endeavoring to open the bag. Skinhef tame to where I , Was standing, and, gazing down on the dead man, said, in soft tones: "This will go hard with the young lady.” There was nothing particularly striking in his words, but the tone of his voice had so much genuine feeling in it that I voluntarily turned and extended my hand. “I hope you’ll forgive me,” I said. “You bet,” he replied, grasping my hand. “You did pretty near choke the daylight out of me, though. What a grip you’ve got!" he added, with a bright smile. “But then that's all right. I'm thankful you didn’t shoot. I was going to tell you who I was, as there was’ no use for further concealment from you, but you didn't give me any chance.” “Why was the whole affair kept from me so carefully?" I asked. The question, for some reason, em- ! barrassed Mr. Skinner. "I guess Wilson thought you were a 1 little hot-headed, and might give the thing away by too much zeal," he final- ; ly replied, hesitatingly. I regarded him closely, for somehow I felt sure his answer was not a true one; but he was gazing at the body at his feet in seeming sorrow. Then he shook his head, and again j murmured: “I tell you this will cut ■ the young woman up terribly.” “It will indeed. And who is to tell her!” I exclaimed, in anguish. “That is your duty. Mr. Conway. She • wouldn’t take it the same from anyone else as she would from you.” Then he continued, earnestly: “Yes, you’re ' the one to tell her. and the only one who can give her any comfort —if there , is any to be had. Poor lady! I hope ‘ yoh won’t think me too forward in saying that ehe thought a good deal of you; she was so anxious to get you cleared, and kept Imploring me all the Ume to hurry up and find the real rob-

bers.” Bless my dear love’s kind and true heart! And now to have her sweet young life plunged into such grief and sorrow! It seemed cruel, oh, most cruel! I again grasped Skinner’s hand and pressed it. “My God, how can I tell her!” I exclaimed, the tears starting to my eyes. “Nelson! Nelson!” It was Mr. Terry who called, and who came up to me with his face aglow. “As far as a hasty examination goes. I have reason to believe the greater part of the bonds are here, minus the interest coupons for the past year. The rascal must have converted those into cash; anyhow, they are gone.” “So it did pay you for responding so quickly to my telegram,” I remarked. "Your telegram!" he repeated, in surprise. "I received none.” Then I explained to him, and when I had finished he said: "Why, you see, he reason I did not receive it was that I was already at Twineburgh. Wilson telegraphed me this morning, and 1 came up on the noon train.” “Mr. Perry came into the office half an hour after you left." replied Mr. Wilson. “I sent the dispatch after I left here.” "How did you know Jackson would 1 come to the cellar to-night?” I asked, curiously. Mr. Wilson glanced around before answering. Then he sunk his voice down I low, as though afraid he might be jheard by the others: "Have you forgotten the voices in vour bedroom and up in the attic? The conversation was the most fortunate chance that ever befell me in my I whole professional career.” ' ”oh. then, you think Jackson was i ane of the parties holding the conversation?” I asked. “Assuredly. Has not the result proved that?" he replied. "Biit then, who —who could have been the other?” I asked, with great fear and dread. Wilson drooped his head and seemed to be considering his reply. “Impossible to answer that ques- i Son,” he finally said, reluctantly. I ‘And I don’t know as there is any •ause for either you or me ever to re'cr to that conversation. You see. a detective feels sensitive at not being able to discover everything concerning an important case. And, although we ; have been wonderfully successful, whe ! Horace Jackson's assistant or master (for he undoubtedly had one) was, will probably remain forever a mystery. ■ At least I shall not attempt anything more in the case. My duty is completed.” My heart gave a bound. Mr. Morley’s connection with the robbery was not suspected, even by one of the most astute detectives in America. My promise, then, might be fulfilled, and Florence, at least, spared the knowledge that her father was a great criminal. I noticed Wilson’s sharp eyes were on my face, and I strove to cloak my satisfaction. Then the detective held out his hand and gave mine a hearty grip- ■ "The bodies had better be removed upstairs." Wilson then said, resuming his matter-of-fact manner. In due time the two bodies were lying, side by side, on the floor of my bedroom. The man whose life before the world | had been blameless and honorable, a synonym for business virtue and integrity. but who was in reality the greatest rogue imaginable—who. from his capacity for engineering large endeavors, I knew must have been the prime factor in the robbery—lay there beside "his tool, who had become as accomplished a rogue as his master. Hypocrisy and pretense have always inspired the greatest repugnance in me. But, as I gazed down on the face of him whose daughter was my prom- i ised wife, and remembered the bright spot in all the blackness of his real character, the love and affection for his offspring, my heart was heavy with sorrow for him. That love, so deep, so fond, that he gave up his life rather than yield to a thought which might cause her unhappiness—surely such a love was atonement enough for the evil he had wrought. Mr. Perry was standing beside me as these thoughts flew through my mind. "I cannot understand how or why Sylvester Morley should become mixed up in this affair and so meet his death,” the president said, in grave tones. “Surely—but then that is too wild a thought to utter. But there is something I cannot understand about it.” “Oh, Mr. Perry," I exclaimed, “it is my fault. I should have explained before, but the affair has sent my wits wool-gathering.” I handed him the bond I had picked up, giving a brief account of the finding. Then I went on: “After I found the bond, I immediately informed Mr. Morley, as he was an in- ■ terested party, being one of the trusi tees of the bank, and I wished some older head's advice. I explained every- ! thing to him in answer to the numerous questions he asked me.” Mr. Perry was listening intently, as were also Wilson and Skinner, and the perspiration broke from my forehead as I went on with the gigantic lie. “It seems he could not resist attempti ing an investigation himself, and- —and i so came here. I was in the cellar when i he came down, but it was as dark as pitch, and I thought it was one of the robbers and that I was trapped. I did not discover the truth until too late." “Ah, that explains it all,” Mr. Perry said, when I had finished. “That was Morley, truly. He was always that i kind of a man, and would never depend upon another to accomplish I things when he could do it himself." I could not help glancing furtively .at the two detectives, and received from each a nod of approval. In one room—apce the dining-eeeta

' —of the old house, a bright young fel- ■ e low is working, planning, thinking, ext perimenting all day long, and at times 1 all night long, too, on the problem of t voice-transmission without the aid of receiver or transmitter. He has made 1 some progress, and, as he is a patient I young man of brilliant parts, I make j bold to prophesy that the world will i soon be startled by a lightning stroke of genius which will blazon the little > hamlet of Nelsonville in characters of fire on the present generation. [ My wife and I are spending the sumt mer at her residence on Sunset hill, - and we drive over to the old house . every day to talk and to encourage , the young genius. A year has passed since Mr. Morley s i death; six months after that tragic , event Florence became my wife. The first evening of cur arrival at Sunset hill I was sitting on the porch, watching the violet tints down in the . valley. My wife was slowly pacing up ■ and down the walk. She had been very quiet and sober all that day, and I attributed her mood to the sorrowful recollections which the place would naturally call up. Presently she came and knelt down beside me. Resting her head on my shoulder, she spoke. “I have something to tell you, my husband —something which I have kept hidden from you. But I have been punished sufficiently: for there has not i been that absolute trust and confidence i between us that I wished. It is all my fault. Promise to forgive me, and I will tell you my secret." I laughed at her, and placed my arm around her. "It must be something terrible indeed.” I exclaimed, in pretended alarm. "But as you are my wife, i ; of course there is no other way but to I forgive the wrong.” "I —I believe —papa was concerned ! in the bank-robbery,” she finally mur- I j mured, in broken tones. “Good heavens, Florence! What can you be dreaming of ?” I exclaimed, in ■ great surprise. "It is no dream: how I wish it was!” she answered, the tears falling fast. "No dream, my husband. It is the truth.” “How do you know it?” I asked. “When I heard that Jackson was the guilty one, and that papa had been killed by him, I susjiected then that papa had something to do with the affair. I knew there was some business relation between them that I could not understand; and then papa’s secret trouble during the six weeks before he died was significant.” “But. after all, this is only surmise,” . I said, in an attempt to comfort her. "Think of your father’s position. Thinkhow he loved you.” “Oh, Nelson, I will never forget that; . I will always remember him by that , strong affection he had for me. But what I have told you is not surmise, , Just before we were married I sent for , n.y detective, and insisted on knowing I the truth." "Why, I thought Wilson and Skin- , ner knew nothing about Mr. Morley's , connection with the affair,” I exclaimed. “Oh, yes, they knew it, but out of regard for you and me they had determined to keep it secret, seeing that papa was dead and a revelation of it would do no good. If papa had lived, they would have been compelled to , bring him to justice. I assigned all ! the property to the bank, all except this place, which was bought with money left me by my mother. Papa was not nearly so wealthy as most people supposed, but I believe what he had, along with what was obtained out of Jackson’s estate, and what still remained of the stolen property, fully reimbursed , the bank. That is why I came to you a poor girl instead of the heiress you had reason to expect. So you see, my husband, you married not only a comparatively penniless girl, but a—a —oh. Nelson! —a great criminal’s daughter!" she faltered. I caught her closer to me. “I married an angel. God help me to be worthy of you!” I said, huskily. “Now, dear heart,” I added, after awhile, “do not distress yourself for nothing. I knew of your father’s connection with the affair long before you I did.” “Before you married me?” she asked, looking up eagerly. “Yes, long before.” . “And you wished me to be your wife, even when you knew ? Then you really did love me. What a noble old boy you are! And lam so happy!” We sat there a long time in silence. What need of words! The calm and peaceful night seemed a benediction. The stars above twinkled, but not one of them shone with the resplendency which beamed from the eyes of my beloved wife. I look forward to the future with keenest pleasure, knowing well there can be no Interrupted Current in the . flow of life's happiness. • j THE END. , "I Was Weak. Nervous and Run Down.” I want to testify to the good Brown's . Cure has done me. 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