Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 35, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 February 1883 — Page 6

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE!

Tried for Murder

A TEST OF WOMAN'S FAITH.

A CASE CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE.

BY CHAS. J. CRAIG.

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CHAPTER VIII.

KOR THE MURDER OF JARED PRINCETON.

"The mountain rill

Seeks with no surer flow the far, bright sea, Than my unchanged affections flow to thee. —Park Benjamin.

Helen Princeton awoke with a pain in her head, to find that she had overslept herself, the clock being already on thi stroke of eight.

Hurrying on her clothes without sum moning her maid, she passed into the street and walked rapidly to keep her tardy tryst.

Knowing nothing of the overwhelm ing despair that had fallen upon her lover, she expected to find hiin anxiously awaiting her. He was there, but how? Prone on the sodden turf, hatlessand with his wet clothes clinging about him*

At tirst sight she thought him dead, suicide, perhaps, and springing forward she cast herself upon her knees beside him with such a cry of terror and ang uish that he awoke from the stupor into which he bad fallen, and started up staring at her wildly.

She could only cry: "Oh, Harry!" Thou her arms went about his neck, and her lips rained kisses upon his clammy face.

For a moment he submitted in bewil derment then he forced her at arms length, and gazing into her face, asked "Helen, have you thought better of it? Are you going to take me back again?" "lake you back?" she repeated, "did you think that I could cast you off? Harry, you don't know my love, if you did but my letter told you that I should be true to you, in spite of everything." "Your letter?"

He shuddered even now at thought of the letter he had received from her. "Yes, dear but how did you so misia terprot it as to think thijt I had cast you off, when I expressly stated to the contrary? Do you not approve my plans? Can not you wait until I have discharged every filial duty, and can come to you without reproach?"

He passed his hand across his brow in bewilderment. "I think there is some mistake," he said "your letter cannot have reached me." "Yon did not receive my letter?" cried tho girl, in surprise. "No. That is to say—yes, I received a letter from you."

Again he shuddered. What was the matter with him? Why did he talk and look so strangely? And his hat was gone, and his clothes satur a ted.

With her heart in her throat, her arms about him,and sought to his wandering faculties by saying: "Certainly, dear, my letter assuring you of my constancy, and making this appointment, you know." "Assuring meof your constancy?" he repeated.

You forgot

"See,

linger

for

inclose

girl.

is here. It has

never

left

a single instant

since

you put

it there." She bold forth her hand, and read his face eagerly.

Harry stared at the substituted ring as if he coulrt scarcely believe the evidence of his sonsos. Then he drew it from her finger and looked at the inner surface.

With a swift flash of bis eyes full upon her face, he extended the ring to her, saying: "It is not tho same where are our initials

A tide of crimson swept to Helen Princeton*# brow. She took the ring mechanically aud gazed at it, with the blood slowly recediug until she wa» as pale as death.

A moment she looked at her lover, as uiuch puuled as he. Then the blood rushed all over her face again. "Harry," she asked, "now many envelopes aid you receive yesterday directed bv my hand?" "(5ne.'' "And it contained "My own letter, uuopened, and the

^T&e girl's eyes Hashed, her nostrils quivered, the blood settled in a red spot in either cheek, and her lip curled with contempt. A moment thus, and she suddenly broke down in a passion of tears and violent sobbing, which it taxed her a»touished lover not a little to soothe.

When she was calm again, she pat her hands on his shoulders, and gazing into his eves with a look that thrilled hitn. a look* in which seemed centered all the forces of her great, waman's soul, she said: "Harry, I ask you Jor my to forego anv explanation of this matter, snd to let drop from your recollection forertr! "From this moment never doubt that I am your*. heart and soul, in life and in death, through good report snd through ill report, and that nothing short of the direct interposition of God can change me. "Gev the gold, and have it made into ring again it shall be our wedding ring."

He put bis own interpretation on her changing emotions, and arrived very nearly at the troth but he was ready to

forget anything, everything, save that she loved him, and told him so in a manner that turned earth into Heaven^

As he held her to his heart and laid his face against hers, he could not speak for the great joy that filled him.

But i3l coulu not be sunshine* H© had a story to tell, which all lay in black shadow. "I have only my temble agony to plead in excuse," he said. "I have a confused recollection of wandering about in the darkness and storm, of drinking and gambling until I was crazed and penniless, and then, oh, Helen, how can I tell you? To end it all I attempted my own life." "Oh!" cried the girl, sharply, and seized bold of him in sudden pauic, and began to pant and moan: "Oh, oh, oh!" as if the danger were a present one.

He soothed her, and then concluded bis story. "After that comes an uneventful blank, filled only by the rain and darkness. How or why I came here I do not know perhaps because here was my last association with you. Here I must have lain in a sort of stupor until you reused me."

That was all. Not a word about Fanny Morton, nor of the old man who had fallen upon his face with a bullet lodged in bis breast.

And she, to show her loving sympathy, kissed bis hand, the right one. Would she have done so, had she seen it red with her father's blood?

But his last words called her attention to the fact that his garments were soaked through and through with the rain of the night. Her own clothes, too, were wet from contact with his. "Come," she said, "you must have a warm bath and get into dry clothes, or you will be down sick with a cold." "A cold he repeated "there's no danger of that. They say that no one ever takes cold when undergoing baptism. I have just been baptized in love! And, Helen, it has drawn my heart nearer to God. I should be ungrateful, indeed, if I did not love Him, after His last greatest goodness!''

She smiled faintly. "I hope there is enough truth, as well as poetry, in your comparison to preserve you from rheumatism or congestion of the lungs," she said "but let us not pat the matter to the test bv unnecessary delay," and she slipped her hand through his arm. "What! go with you?" he asked, holding back. "Why not she asked, simply. "But my appearance I have no hat." "Very well let us set one." "But what would people think "Whatever they choose." "Why, you would have the town in an uproar. They would taU of nothing else for a week." "Let them talk cried the girl, drawing herself up proudly. "And you would be willing to walk the street with me in this plight, and meet the wondering gaze and uncharitable comment?"

The girl's eyes glistened, her bosom swelled, and standing close to him, so that her warm breath fanned his cheek, she said "Harry, I would proudly stand beside 3U on the the world!'

I would pi pillory, DI

with

the rest." Agal" he shuddered. "That was what made the trouble, I suppose. What was in the letter?" "Why, Harry, I told you that nothing could affect my love for you but, while I should obey my father as long as the law gave him the right to unquestioning ooedlence, as soon as the time came when I had tho right to consult my own heart, I should seek my life-happiness whore alone it in bo found—here, here, dearest, on your breast!" "God bloss you, darling. I understand now but when my note came back to me unopened, and—and—oh, Helen —the ring, what, could I think? I threw them into the grate, and It seemed as if my heart wore burning up with them. ThfM* 1 rushed out of the house, reckless of everything, and in my madness I have raised up another barrier between us." "Your note and ring!" repeated Helen, passing over his last words. "Our engagement ring," he said, with a sharp twinge of pain. "Ourcngagement ring?" cried the

lefore'the gaze of all

"Helen, my darling, would you?" he asked, with such earnestness that his eyes were suffused. "You must do it, almost literally,it you become my wife."

With a look that he never forgot, so full of unutterable love and trust—a look that stood out, in the dark days that followed, like the enhaloed smile of au angel through the black and hurrying clouds, she laid her head upon his breast andfeaid "I am ready." "Side by side they turned toward her home, she clinging fondly, proudly to his arm. People whom they met stared at them blanklv, turned when they massed, and stareel after them as blauk,"y then the more curious or less engaged followed them at a little distance,conversing in suppressed whispers.

This is the beginning,"hesaid, vexed irsisfcency of the people. falter?" she asked, glancing up into his face. "Heleu, the world will say that I have dragged you into the mire with me." "It will not be true, dear." "May Heaven forget me if I do not prove that it is not! that, instead, you nave lifted me at least toward, your own level!" "Harry, will you oblige me "How?" "By never again referring to any difference between us, in disparagement of yourself."

at the persist Do 11

He gazed a moment into her earnest, upturned face, and then said "I will!"

There was a quick step behind them a large man brushed by Harry and threw his arm before him, catching first one hand and then the other, and before the latter had time to make an effort of resistance, taken so unawares, he found himself handcuffed.

J'What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, with a flush of indignation. "You must consider yourself my prisoner, on a duly executed warrant for your arrest." "For what,mav I ask?"

The policeman did not know Helen moreover, he bad been chosen on account of his muscle rather than for his delicacy, so he blurted out: "For the murder of Jared Princeton

CHAPTER IX.

THE LIVING ANI THE DEAD.

"And dost thou now fAll over to my foes —Shate., King John. 'The love that is kept in tho beauty of trust,

Can not pass like ihe foam from the seas: Or a mark that the linger hath traced in th Where His swept by the breath of the breese." —Mrs. Welby.

A moment of breathless dismay, a piercing scream, and Helen Princeton sank lifeless where she stood. At the sight, Harry Tranor's heart leaped to his throat, and'with a cry of rage be dashed His manacled hands into the face of the heedless policeman, felling him to the ground: Then be bent over his unconqpjoas betrothed, but was unable to raise her. because of tne handcuffs.

Bait stunned, the policeman raised upon his elbow and drew his pistol but Etkrrv saw it in time to save himself, and the next instant tbey were rolling together on the ground. Harry was no match for his borley antagonist. He felt a shock as the latter dashed his head upon the stone pavement snd then—oblivion.

The policeman rose to his feet, wiping the blood from his face, snd looked triumphantly around upon the crowd that had gathered during the straggle. Then be bailed a passing Job-wagon, snd with the help of a bystander, tossed his unconscious prisoner in, with about as much ceremony as if he had been a sack of potatoes.

His warrant read "Henry Tranor." and having captured him, the policeman bad nothing to do with the young woman in his company, who now lay in a dead swoon so, leaving her to the care of anyone in the crowd who might chance to take an interest in her, he

mounted beside the driver and set? out at around trot for the jail. "Meantime, w'ats to be done wi th young 'ooman?"asked a bluff Yorkshireman, who happened to be one of the -crowd attracted by the arrest. "Here's the doctor!" cried a street gamin "reckon she's his subject."

The people made way for a young man with the student's pallor of face. Hef wore a full beard, which gave him a dignity beyond his years. "What is it, friend s? An accident he asked. "Ah! a lady great Heaven, Miss Princeton!"

With a sudden look of keen pain, he sprang forward and knelt at her side. "How did this happen he asked, gathering her up in his arms. "She can not have been robbed here, in the open street "She was walkin' with him when the copp jerked him," volunteered a bystander. "How is that? with whom "Why, with Tranor, the man that salted her old man." "Impossible!" "I'll leave it to the crowd," said the man, promptly, construing the doctor's involuntary ejaculation of surprise as an impeachment of his veracity. "Fact!" was the terse corroboration of another witness. "Make way there, please," said the doctor not heading them. "Oh, dear, what has happened asked a lady's voice, in evident distress. "Ah, Dr. Alworth •'Mrs. Howell, it is our unfortunate friend, Miss Princeton, in a faint only." "Poor thing! Fetch her right in here, doctor. She shall have every care."

The lady held open the gate, and proceeded the doctor up the steps to the house, from which she had ist emerged.

The pallor of the young doctor was the pallor of keen pain now. He carried his precious burden with a jealous care that would not let nobody else touch her. His great, dark eyes were humid, and rested on her still, white face with a look which could have but one meaning.

Five minutes later she was clinging hysterically to his hands and moaning with each respiration f.-,' "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" .-.sv

And he, seated on an ottoman at her feet, was trying to soothe her. "Tell me—oh, that terrible man!" she cried "what has happened to my—oh, Fred, Fred, Fred It isn't true, is it "Hush, hush said the young doctor, soothingly. "You must not distress yourself "Oh, no, no, no Is he dead Papa, a, papa Oh, oh, oh ^ler cry of anguish rang out shaiply, and then sank into moans of hopeless grief.

pag

The women, with sacred faces and tearful eyes, flitted back and forth, their wits' end.

Mrs. Howell attempted to take the grief-stricken girl in her arms. "There, dear, there!" she said, sooth ingly.

But Helen would not be put off. "Tell, me, tell me!"she persis^ want to know. Is he dead? oh, is he dead ST "Yes," replied the doctor "he was found this morning." "Killed!" she whispered, with a sud den calm. "How? Where? When? "He must have lain several hours, near Suydam's gravel-pit, shot through the heart," said the doctor solemnly and sadly.

With a gasp the girl started to her feet, as if the bullet haa pierced into her own heart.

Dr. Alworth sprang up and caught her in his arms, thinking that she was about to swoon again. "Xhankxttu do not. ng, etettmce. I shall not faint, waving him off.

The great strength of the woman now showed itself in the firm check which she put upon her emotions. "Mrs. Howell," she said, quietly, "at another tune I shall be better able to thank your hospitality. If Dr. Alworth will get me a carriage, I will take my leave of you for the present." "Oh, dear, you can't think of going yet!" cried the kind-hearted lady. You must wait until you have time to recover from this terrible shock." "I thauk you, but it may be years before I recover," said the girl, desolately. "Fred, I only wait a conveyance."

He left her with a great, sympathetic sorrow in his face, and when he returned he led her to the carriage with a solicitude that was touching.

No sooner were they alone in the vehicle, than she said, abruptly: "They arrested Harry—Mr. Tranor— from my very side. Will you take me to him immediately

Dr. Alworth started, with both pain and surprise. "To Mr. Tranor!" he exclaimed. "Yes1" she

Raid.

"He must not be

left to a moment's suspense as to my spuring this monstrous charge." "But—but he is—in prison,"stammered the doctor. "Certainly: there is where I wish to seek him. Will you give the nfecessary direction to the driver?"

Without further opposition the doctor complied. "What is the evidence against him? Do you know she aoaed, strugwith a tremor that seized her. _Je was seen with your father about the time of the tragedy, and evidence of great disturbance of mind, which went so far as attempted suicide, seem to confirm the suspicion springing out of the former event."

Helen shivered. "No one pretends to have seen him commit the act she asked. "So far as has been ascertained, no."

After the usual formalities, Helen was admitted to the cell where ber lover lay on an iron cot, in the same position as at the foot of the ask tree.

The turnkey, knowing her by sight, stared blankly, and when he had left her, went and sat down on a stone bench before the gate of the prison, and gave vent to his astonishment in a prolonged whistle, to which, after a pause, he added a reflective oath.

Alone with ber lover, Helen pronounced his name in a choking voice "Harry!"

He had not moved before, supposing bis visitors to be some one prompted more by curiosity than by real friendship, even if it was not some reporter come to "interview" him. She was the last one in all the world whom he would have expected: but, at the sound of her voice, he started as if electrified, and raising upon his elbow, turned and gl&reaat her from bloodshot eyes. "Do you believe it he demanded, a* if in his despiration he was prepared to curse her if she did, "Would

be here if

believed it she

asked, in a voice that would have soothed a maniac—and be was almost that. "Oh! my poor darling!" she breathed, and sinking upon her knees on the stone floor, twined her arms about her neck snd drew her head upon ber bosom.

Then his overwrought feelings gave wav, and he wept like a child. All his life the world bad viewed him askance He had hated them all and defied them, nntil the love of this woman bad opened his heart to all of God's creatures. Then, when the full chalice was at bis eager lips, compensating ail—

1!—ay!—av, a thousand-fold!—had me this it-llow blow, dashing it to toms at bin feet.

He set his teeth with a fierce calm, to await the worst that man er fate could Inflict. But in that terrible moment, fwhen he had abandoned all hope, lo! the !woman kneeling at his feet, constant still! mi but ber's was a grand love, which stood firm -vhen even God seemed to have turned his face away! With more than a mother's tenderness, with more than an angel's pity, she took his head upon her bi som and wound her comforting arms about him. Her tears fell like balm upon bis tortured heart her kisses distilled their sweeness into the bitter cup of bis desolation.'

So the heaviest burden rolled from off his soul, and rousing himself, he lifted ber from the stone floor of the cell and make her sit on the edge of his cot beside him. "Harry," she asked, after a time, "where did you leave my father last night?" "Last night? I was not with him last night." "They say that you were seen together." "It is false! I never saw him after our meeting yesterday morning, when he—"

With a look of pain, she put her hand over his mqnth. "Never mind," she said "let us forget that.

She knew how her father had treated him. She could bear no reference to it. "Can you prove where you were all last night, Harry?" "No," he

almost groaned "1

know

myself.

do not

Oh Helen!

tell you

the

I could

agoBy,

only

the

living death

"Hush!" she whispered, kissing him "I know it all." Suddenly he caught her to him, in a paroxysm'of emotion. "Helen, you will never believe it— you will never believe it—no matter what they swear to?" "Can you ask me?" she replied, with a smile that was like a halo. "But everything is against me. My God! I attempted my own lite last night!"

With a sharp cry of horror, she clung tohini. "You don't know, you can never know. I thought that you, like all the world had cast me off." "Oh, my poor darling! promise me one thing, promise it upon our sad love." "I do promise, Helen, before you ask it." "That, no matter what comes, you will never do the like a«ain?" "I never will. Nothing but the loss of your love would have driven me to it and now that I know you are true, I shall be bappy under anything that the world can inflict."

So they talked and it seemed as if they could have sat thus forever, had not a sad duty called Helen away. "I came to you first of all," she said, rising at last, "to assure you that, whatever others might think, I knew yiu were guiltless." "Heaven bless you, my love! Helen.', he said, dwelling tenderly upon the sacred name, 'light,' indeed! Your coming has been like warm sunshine bursting through the blackest clouds. You have lilted me from a hell of torture into a heaven of happiness. If the worst comes, ray only regret will be at leaving vou." "Hush!" she said, shuddering. "We would not be long separated oh, my heart! But let us not think of that. You must be acquitted. They can not make false true. Do you remember, before we knew about this, I said that I would stand beside you proudly, if all the world scoffed?" "Helenj" "I rejoiced in the opportunity to prove my love for you. In the trial that must ensue, I shall be at your side constantly." "Helen, you must not. Wait until I am acquitted." "No power on earth, short of your express command, shall shake my resolve. From this moment, your word is law to me. Do you command me to desert you?"

How could he? Reader, would you have done it? He laid his hand upon her head, and gazed into her eyes with such a feeling in his heart as few have ever experienced. "Helen," he said, with a hush of reverence in his voice, "it will look strange to the world but I believe that vou are right and I thank God that you kave the nobility of soul to rise superior to the opinions of men, and be a law unto yourself. I will not call you an angle. You are something higher, better than that—a ivoman— in the grandest significance of which the wotd is susceptible."

Did ever sweeter tribute fall from the lips of a loved one? With a feeling as if she was the recipient of a blessing, Helen stood, ber eyes lustrous, and on her face a smile that made it almost luminous. Harry bent and touched his lips to her brow, and so they parted.

The afternoon journals came out with flaring headlines: AN ATROCIOUS MURDER!

THS CITY IX A BLAZE OF EXCITEMENT!

"One of the most respected citizens shot through the heart in tne dead of nightBody discovered after ten hours' exposure to the elements—Murderer arrested while in the company of thedaughter of his victim—Desperate attempt to escape—Full particulars elicited before the coroner's jury."

And the voices of the newsboys penetrated even the darkened parlor, where Helen Princeton knelt beside ber dead, as mute, as motionless as the figure outlined in ghastly rigidity beneath the sheet. One reflection wrung the heart of the silent mourner his last word to her bad been one of coldness, if not of displeasure.

CHAPTER X.

TEMPTED.

"What! do I love her? O

O, canning enemy, that to catch a saint, With sainta doth bait thy hook! most dangerous Is that temptation that doth goad us on To sin, in loving virtue." —Shake*]*-1re't Measure for Meamre.

When Dr. Fred Alworth left Helen Princeton, he walked like one in a dream. Mrs. Langworthy bad to call to him twice before he beard her, and approached to the ride of her carriage, as it stood before a fashionable caterer's. Charles Augustus having entered to procure the bonbons which were to regale his mamma's dainty palate. "Was there ever an affair half so shocking?" cried the lady. "I

declare it

has nearly prostrated me and to think that the murderer should be apprehended in Helen's very company! shudder jry time I think of it but

always

disapproved of ber connection with that horrid man, and expostulated with ber until

found it was utterly useless. She

even snubbed dear Mr. Colloday in a shocking way. "Bat now I bear a story that panes all belief, and

have denied it indig

nantly on several occaaions. Helen may bare been a little intractable in

carrying out her scheme to reform that mikguided young man, but she is not heartless, nor would she forget what is due the memorv of her father, who is yet unburied. It is too absurd to believe that !»he has visited the murderer in his cell." "It is noue the less true," said Dr. Alworth, coldly. Though he listend to this woman politelv, he had flushed to the forehead. "At* Miss Princeton's request, I escorted her to the prison before taking her home." "What!" cried Miss Langworthy in fashionable amaze. "It can not be possible that you would lend countenance to anything so flagrantly outrageous?" "Mrs. Langwortny," said the gentleman, with cold deliberation, "because a man i3 accused of murder, it does not follow that he is guilty. Miss Princeton believes in Mr. Tranor's innocence. Would you have her desert him, then, as if he bad the plague?" "But the evidence is overwhelming. Both Mr. Baxter and his coachmen saw him." "Saw him in company with the deceased, it is true, but did not see him do th6 "And do you believe him innocent?" cried the lady.

The doctor winced. "Of course, my opinion in the matter can not influence Miss Princeton," he

said. "You will excuse me, if I plead other demands on uiy time, aud bid you good morning." "Well, I feel it my duty to make one more effort to bring the infatuated girl to a proper regard for the decencies of life and dear Mr. Calloday, though he was greatly offended—and justly so, I think—at her Want of respect for his opinions, can not allow her to ruin her prospects without a last appeal."

The doctor bowed, ana was on the point of withdrawing, when Charles Augustus emerged from the store. "Hallo, Doc!" he cried. "Dirty piece of work last night. Rough on Helen, any way you can fix it. They say that the fellow was actually courting her. Can't say that I admire her taste—eh?"

The doctor bit his lip with fierce resentment of the other's flippancy. "It is a very deplorable case," he said, simply, and passed ou down the street.

Charles Augustus looked after hirn a moment, and then with alight laugh. "My respected mamma," hesaid, "I'll lay you a bonbon that Alworth is deucedly cut up about^Helens preference for the 'red-handed murderer' over himself." "Chawles, you ought to be ashamed to jest about anything so shocking," replied the lady, at the same time, however, very placidly smoothing out the folds of her silk robe.

Meanwhile Dr. Alworth passed on to his office, where he bowed his face in his hands, and fought the tierce fight for self-mastery.

His thoughts ran: "She loves him so blindly that she will not accept the most conclusive evidence. Oh, that so priceless a treasure should fall to one so vile!"

And he shuddered at the thought of her caressing a man whose hands were red with her father's life-blood. "Mine is not a selfish love," he argued with himself. "I would be content to see her find happiness with one worthy of her but to have her waste upon such a one that for which I would give my very life! Oh, Helen! Helen!"

A ring at the bell called him rudely from his giief. The every-day world is ruthless in its demands.

His visitor was the widow Taskar. "Oh, Doctor," she said, "will you come with me at once? A poor creature is dying at my house in a delirium of fever. Pray do not delay a moment."

Putting his private grief out of Bight, the doctor hastened to reliove the suffering of another.

He found his patient tossing from side to side and muttering incoherently. One eye was much swollen and discolored, and there was a severe contusion on the back of the head.

Mrs. Taskar related all that she knew of Fanny Morton's sad story, and added that, on the night before, she had left the house in a very excited frame of mind, and had not appeared again until nearly morning, when she returned, drenched with rain and covered with mud. The kind widow had got ber guest to bed, when fever appeared, and the girl terrified the hostess by her wild ravings.

When the doctor approached to bend over her, she waved him off", and cried: "Do not touch me, I say! I will denounce you as a murderer! Did you think I would stand tamely by and see you marry her, when you belong to me, and my—yes, your child? I told the old man everything, and now that you have killed him, I will tell hei. Help! help! Murder! murder!"

And she fell back, sobbing and moan-

A frightened pallor overspread Dr. A1 worth's face. Like a flash of lightning, his mind passed from this woman's ravings to the murder of Jared Princeton. Was this an actual witness Had proud old Jared Princeton been goaded to fury by the revelations of Harry Tranor's connection with this woman, and smarting under a sense of humiliation that such a man would dare to aspire to the hand of his daughter, assaulted him so fiercely that Harry had shot him in •elf-defense?

Then csme other questions that made him tremble, and started and icy sweat from every pore of his body.

If he produced this witness in court, and fixed Harry Tranor's crime beyond a peradventure, while convinced of bis guilt, Helen Princeton could only look upon ber former lover with horror and detestation, would she not as well shudder at the approach of the man who had been instrumental in dashing her lovedream. however mistaken, to the ground If, on the other hand, this testimony was laid privately before Helen, and then,through its suppression,Harry was allowed to escape the penalty of the law, while the girl was equally convinced of his moodguiltiness, and so cured of her love for him, would she not look kindly on the man who bad so loved ber that be could forego the opjrtunity to strike his rival a deserved ow, lest he should wound ber through him

As if pointing the way fot the accomplishment of afi this, the woman in the delirium caught the doctor's hand, and murzsured pleadingly: "Harry, you know that I love you. Give ber np and come back to me What do

care whether the old man is alive or dead He is ber father, and for that

hate him! Come back to me, Harry, and I will never lisp a word. Will you come? Say that yon will come

Doctor Alworth ahnddered. Putting off the considerations of the questions that had so shaken bim, be entered immediately upon the struggle against congestion of the brain.

When be bad done all that medical skill conld do, he cautioned Mrs. Taskar to admit no one where they could bear the ravings of the invalid, and to repeat nothing which she mignt here, but to leaveal? to him, and tie widow, vaguely terrified and glad of some one on whose shoulders to shift all responsibility, promised.

Several weeks later Dr. Alworth sat

beside Fauny Morton on the settee in Mrs. Traskar's "best room," and said "Now I aui willing to hear what you have to say."

The girl began to tremble and sob. "I don't know just what I said while I was not myself," she began: "but you must know that I have a better right to Harry Tranor than any one else. I got acquainted with him about a year ago. He did not visit me more than a month or so but he professed to love me, and bound himself Dy every sacred pledge to marry me as soon as he got some money which he said was coming, to him that summer. "I believed that he meaut to do what was right by me, aud when he went away 1 waited and waited, and he uever wrote me a line. Then my trouble came upon me, aud everybody turned against me. Afterward I accidentally learuedthat he had been in an inebriate asylum, aud that be lived here and having nobody else to turn to, I followed him. "The first time I saw him he was with her, and I was so angry that I told her father. He was very angry, and declared that he would have'Harry's life-blood for the insult he had put upon his daughter. "He was goint my way so I followed him at a little distance, until I saw him meet and stop Harry. Then I was so frightened lest Harry should see me, that, on first impulse,! ran away as fast as I could but presently I thought that I could creep back in the darkuess, and see if, iu his anger, the old man betrayed what I had told him. "I had gone perhaps half way back when I heard a pistol-shot, aud a moment afterward Harry came runuiug toward me. 1 was so frightened at the thought that he had killed the old man, that 1 forgot everything else, and ran to him. "He treated me so shamefully that I got angry again, aud threatened to denounce him as a murderer, if he did not do what was right by me. Theu he struck me in the face, so that I fell with my head against a stone! How long I lay unconscious, or how I got home 1 do not know.

Dr. Alworth was pacing the little room with the restlessness of a caged lion. He turned sharply when the girl reached the end of her story. •'And now what do you propose doing?'he asked. "I don't know. Whatcau I do? 'asked the girl, helplessly. "Your testiniouy will hang hitn higher than Haman, if you want to do that," said the dt ctor, harshly. "No, no I don't want to harm him if he'll do the right thing by me," said Fanny. "I would do all I could to make him happy, if he would only give her up and put his own child right before the world. As it is, I have nobody to take care of me, and the baby is a mill-stone about my neck, if I try to take care of myself. Nobody will give me a chance to work, no matter now willing or capable I am."

And she began to sob with weak, self-

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r. Alworth resumed his hurried work, with clinched hands and ilrui-kuit brows.

Presently the girl started up. "Take me ttf her," she sala. "If she will give him up, I will not testify against him, and maybe, when she sees that I have saved his life, he will come back to me."

Dr. Alworth stood gazing out of the window, with his soul shaken by such a storm of emotions as it had never been before sustained. "Will you do it?" asked the girl, impatiently, seeing that he did not move.

He turned upon her fiercely. His thought was: "You -devil's tool! You have conquered me!"

In words hesaid: "Yes. Getyourbonnetand letusgo." Ten minutes later he was striding through the streets, accompanied by a veiled figure and just back of his lips was the muttered appeal: "Helen! Helen! Helen!" [TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.]

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