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1 jTHE ARGUS. SATURDAY. SEPTEMBER 5. 1908. no '4 i I 'j ii s t U TV- : i i s- Y ' v Sj . ' "V V GEORGE BARR McCUTCHEON, I A Author of "Beverly of GrausUrk." Etc. V COPYRIGHT, " 1908. BY DODD. . MEAD fc COMPANY I litsopsts of . preceding CHAP- . . TEliS. was of James Bansemer. CHAPTERS I. and II. Introduce Jane The heavy ulster was unbuttoned, and Cable, an attractive Chicago girl; her the snowflakes pelted in against his father, David Cable, general manager neglected shirt front A doorman call- of the Pacific, Lakes & Atlantic rail- ed L3 attention to the oversight. He wv 'Z 'V,m,9 fr th ,ocom" e to himself, drew the coat close live cab, and Graydori Bansemer. one . , , . , . . , of ChiTO-s iSht yB men. Cable ut Jong frame and hurried off had years before once run away, but down Fifth avenue. The storm was so babyretUrn;d l care for hls wire a"a vicious that he boarded a crosstown chapter in. To James Bansemer, ' car at Forty-second street. A man el a "shad y" New York lawyer, a widower bowed him in the narrow vestibule.' He Sin forc.".H ,nuifr VneVS ZV-, looked up and gasped aloud in sudden rled an infant. Bansemer is nerved bv terror. An instant later he laughed at f)rt!r'u"i ot man Dumed KIiashIs fears. The man was not James CHAPTER IV. The womnn with the girl baby, a foundling, desired to adopt her loyally without the knowledge of her husband, David Cable, wiio believ ed the infant was their child. Bansemer aided her after advising her to le:ive New York. Droorn was not told of the transaction, but Bansemer was sure he knew about it. CHAPTER V. Twenty years later, in 1898, Cable is found elevated in the railroad world, and It is wife is in so ciety. Their supposed daughter is now a beautiful, accomplished young wo man. David Cable, not suspecting that Ehe Is not his own daughter, loves her greatly. Mrs. Cable is disturbed by a chance meeting with Droom in the streets of Chicago. Droom is still in the employ of Bansemer. who has been driven out of New York by exposure. Graydon is not aware of his lather's nefarious practices. CHAPTER VI Bansemer decides to blackmail Mrs. Cable for hush money. He contrives to meet her, Graydon at the same time meeting Jane. CHAPTER VII. Mrs. Cable lives In dread of exposure to her husband by lroom or Bansemer, although the de votion of the iattw's son to, Jane pleases her and her husband. Bansemer's at tentions to herself alarm her. CHAPTER VIII. Bobby Rigby. law yer and chum of Graydon, receives a letter from Dennis Harbert, a New York attorney, warning htm against Banse mer. Rigby's oftlce Is the favorite lounging place of Eddie Deever, who is reading law. , CHAPTER IX. Graydon is accepted by Jane. CHAPTER X. Rlgby and Deever watch Bansemer. the younger man gain ing Droorn's confidence. Bansemer and Droom discuss the Cable case, and the Sawyer discovers that his clerk knows the names of Jane's parents. Droom hates Bansemer, but is loyal to him. Bansemer, - whose only love is for his son, is willing to have the latter marry Jane for love's sake. CHAPTER XI. Mrs. Cable visits Ban semer's office. That same evening Droom receives a message from his employer telling him to meet the latter at Rec tor's restaurant. CHAPTER XII. Bansemer declines money from Mrs Cable and attempts to make love to her. She repulses him. but her husband has a glimpse of the scene and becomes suspicious of her. Denis Harbert invites himself to Ban semer's office. CHAPTER XIII Jane sees Bansem er's affectionate attitude toward Mrs. Cable and is horror stricken. CHAPTER XIV. Driven by Jealousy. Cable sends his wife a note asking her to meet "B." nt the lake wall. CHAPTER XV. Mrs Cable meets her husband and, taking him for Bansemer. utters words that seem to confirm 'his jealousy. She realizes her error and. rushing from him. falls over the wall Into the lake. He flees, and Mrs. Cable Is saved by Droom who takes the fugi tive for Bansemer. Droom throws Jewels away to make the affair look like a robbery. CHAPTER XVI. Droom deceives the ofltcers -nto believing that a holdup man attacked Mrs. Cable. He learns that the man lie saw was Cable, not Bansemer. Cable, tilled with remorse and relieved on hearing that his wife js not dead, returns home. CHAPTER XVII. Reconciled to her husband. Mrs Cable confesses Jane's utory to him He vows vengeance on Bansemer. CHAPTER XVIII. Harbert warns Bansemer to leave Chicago. Tne law yer refuses. CHAPTER XIX. In a stirring scene at the Cables' i 'nsemer telis Graydon Of Jane's unknov. l origin. The young man, however, turns against his father and refuses to give up the girl. CHAPTER XX. Jane will not marry Graydori. although she loves him, and tin enlists for service in the Philippines. CHAPTER XXI. Jane goes to Ma nila with army relatives, the Harblns Among her admirers is Lieutenant Bray. Graydon sees active service against the l'"illplnos. CHAPTER XXII In a fight Graydon rescues from the natives a Spanish girl. Teresa Velasquez, Whose brother is very 111. CHAPTER XXIII. Graydon's com pany expects the coming of a beautiful Red Cross nurse. Graydon is badly wounded. CHAPTERS XXIV.-XXV Jane nurses Graydon. Teresa, loving Graydon hope-h-Mxiv. trlves him ud to jane. Jane ans wer's Bray's proposal with the story of her unknown parentage, aim tie Ueciues that hfs duty to Ills family will compel the withdrawal or his proposal. CHAPTER XXVI. In Manila Jane re fuses Graydon. She will devote her life to nursing, she says. He Is to return home, honorably discharged as wound ed, and accept a position in New York. Jane is to go back to America with the liarbins. The Cables wish her to travel uhroad with tlicm. CHA ITER XXVII. Cable in San Kranciseo greets Graydon as a friend despite Bansemer's misdeeds. CHAPTER XXVI II. Again In Chica go. Bansemer is in state's prison for live years for blackmail, Droom informs Graydon. He tells the young man his father wishes him to visit him with Jaae. - Droom has invented an automat ic guillotine for the use of suicides. ' CHAPTER XXIX. Groom's plan to pave Jane and Graydon visit Bansemer In" prison is due to his desire to humiliate- his former employer. .Bansemer refuses to - give. his. son the names of June's na rents: CHAPTER, XXX. Graydon travels to New York witli the Cables, who then spend more than a year in Europe, while Gruvdon succeeds In business in the i astern city. Droom Is also in New York, dreading Bansemer s vengeance ri the hitter's relj-ase. He asks Jane ami lirayuon to ome wiwi mm a l oner rv's on the evening of tne girl's return from abroad. CHAPTER XXXI. At Sherry's Droom points out to Jane her father, a mnn well known in society circles. He is accompanied by his wife, who i Is not Jane's mother. "CHAPTER XXXII. ROOM stood for a few mo ments in the hurtling snowstorm, abstractedly gazing toward Longacre square. The chill in his marrow was not from the blizzard that swept uown urou him. The gaunt gray look lu his face -as not that of hunger or want. Thre'. was fever lu his brain and chill In his ' heart He had forgotten Jaue'a trivial tragedy. His one overwhelming thought Bansemer. A cold perspiration started out over his body, however. Through his brain there went racing the ever revolving cry: "He'll come straight to me straight tome!" The hour was not late, but the bliz zard had driven the crowds from the streets. Eighth avenue sidewalks were deserted except for the people who were obliged to brave the storm. As Droom hurried south to his lodgings he lecame possessed of a racking belief that some one was following close upon his heels some one who was rushing up to deal him a murderous' blow in the back. The old man actually broke into a frantic' run in covering the last half block. It was not until he was In his rooms, with the door bolted, that he could rid himself of the dread. The fire had gone out, and the light was low. His teeth chattered and his hand shook as he raised the wick in the lamp. The palsy of inexplicable fear was upon him. Kneeling before the stove, he lie- gan to rebuild the fire. His back was toward the door, and he turned an anxious faee in that direction from time to time. Footsteps on the stair way sent a chill through his gaunt frame. They passed on. up the nest flight, but he. waited breathlessly until he heard the door of the apartment. above slam noisily. For' half an hour he sat huddled in front of the stove without removing his hat rind ulster. "Curse the luck!" he was saying over and over again to himself, sometimes aloud. "Why should be hare a par don? What are the laws for? Curse that meddliug old fool Clegg! .They'll set him free, and he'll hunt me out; 1 know he will. II? won't forgive me for that day's work. He may be free now. It may have been lie who fol lowed me. But. no! That's a silly thing., to . think. It takes weeks and mouths to get a pardon. Maybe may be they won't get it. after all." He tried to throw off hi desperate feeling of apprehension, chattering all sorts of comforting reasons and ex cuses to himself as he scurried about the rooms with aimless haste. Try as he would, however, when the time carne he could not read not even of his courage inspiring Napoleon. The howl of the wind annoyed and appalled him. He caught himself listening intently for sounds above and not of the storm. A nervous, intermittent laugh broke from his lips as he went on cursing himself for a fool to be so disturbed by Graydon's report. "What have I to fear from' him? VYby should I let that look of hfis un nerve me so? Why can't I forget it? It it didn't mean anything. I'm a fool to think of it Nearly two years ago. that was. Why. he may be" A new thought chased the eld one out before it was formed. His eyes caught sight of one of his completed models stand ing in the corner. It was the model for the guillotine. For a long time he sat staring at the thing, a hundred impressions form ing and reforming in his brain. "I wonder if I'll really die before he is liberated." he was saying dumbly to himself. "I wonder if I will. There's no sign of it now. I'm strong and well enough to live for years. Sup Iose he is freed inside of a month or two. What then? By heaven. I'd 'be losing the dearest hope of my whole life. My last sight of him that beau tiful vision behind the bars would be spoiled, undone., wiped out. He'd be as free as I. I won't die Inside of a month. I'm sure. He'd come here and laugh at me. and he'd kill me in the end. God! I know he would. He'd have the Joy of seeing my pain and terror and defeat he'd see me last! I'd be bloody and crushed and" He checked himself in the midst of these dire forebodings to rise suddenly, i ind cross to the ghastly looking frame with the cords, the hinges and the great broadax that lay harmlessly in the grooves at the top. For many minutes he stood and gazed at the ax, his flesh as cold as Ice. Then he tested the cords. The ax dropped heavily to the block bejow. The odor of geranium leaves assailed his nostrils. With an ugly Impulse he turned and swent the nots from the window box, scattering them over the floor. He lifted the bror.dax to Its place, tenderly, almost lovingly. "By my .. , I.-.. . i.n...r..i -. : ji It's as sure as the grave Itself." Again he stood off and looked at the ( her Into a realization of what an over Infernal bit of his own handiwork, i balancing power love Is. 'Dis eyes glistening with dread of the! . thlna. Ho turned and fled to the on- posite side of the room.' keeping his back toward the silent guillotine which ; seemed to be calling to him. He glanced. giyiy. fearfully, over hla shoulder and then faced the thing deliberately, his jaws set, his eyes staring. "It is a quick way a sure way. ne muttered. "I haven't anything. to uo for and but a few years at most. No body cares whether I live or die not even I. James Bansemer could not bat ter me down, as he surely will. if I He crossed to an old chest ana un locked its lid with feverish haste. A bundle of papers came up in the grasp of his tense fingers. Casting dreaaiui glances at the insistent ax. he seated himself at the table and began looking over the papers. "He won't take his father's rotten money, but he'll take mine. It's honest. It represents wages honestly, bitterly earned. There's more than ?U,uuu 10 give him. He'll be surprised. Twenty thousand!" He laid the first paper, his will drawn in favor of Graydon Ban semer, signed and addressed, upon the table and then carelessly tossea me other documents Into the chest. "By, the Lord Harry, I'll have the best of James Bansemer yet. His boy will take my money even though he spurns his. God! I wish I could see him when he knows all this. It would be glorious!" He fingered the document for a tense moment and then arose to remove his coat and vest. These he hung away In his closet with all his customary care fulness. In the middle of the room he stopped, his quivering face turned to ward the gaunt thing of execution. His feet seemed nailed to the floor. His brain was urging him to go on with the horrid deed; his body was rebelling. Suddenly he found his strength of limb. With a guttural howl he clasped his hands to his eyes and 'fled blindly into his bedroom. Hurling his long, shivering frame upon the bed, he tried to shut out the enticing call of the thing of death. How long he quivered there, shuddering and struggling, he could not have told. In the end and a3 suddenly as he had fled he leaped up and with a shrill laugh dashed back into the other room. There was uo hesitation in his body now. With a maniacal glee he rushed, upou the devilish contrivance in the corner, tearing the ax from its place with ruthless hands. Throughout the building rang the sounds of smashing wood, furious blows of steel upon wood, and high above the din arose the laugh of Elias Droom. In two min utes the guillotine lay In chips and splinters about the room. Dropping back against the wall, wet with perspiration, a triumphant grin upon his face. Elias surveyed the wreckage. His muscles relaxed and his eyes lost the dread that had filled them. The smile actually grew into an expression of sweetness and peace that his face had never known before. As he staggered to a chair a great sigh of relief broke from his Hps. "There!" he gasped. "It's over; it's over! My head is on my shoulders it really is after all! It is not rolling Into the corner no, no! By my head my own head, too it was a close call for you, Elias Droom. Now I'll take what comes. I'll wait for James Ban semer! I'll stick it out to the end. If he comes, he'll ; find me here. I've conquered the iufernal death" iliat stood waiting so long for me In that corner, and I never suspected It either. How near it was to me! It stood there and waited for me to come. It knew that I would come sooner or later! But I've smashed it. It's gone! It's not there!" With eager hands he gathered up the pieces of wood and cast them Into the stove. As the remains of that frightful midister of death crackled and spit with defeated venom Ellas Droom calmly pulled on his worn dress ing gown, lighted his pipe and cocKed his feet upon the stove rail, a serene look in his eyes, a chuckle In his throat. CHAPTER XXXIII. lANE CABLE upon enter ing the cab offered no re sistance when Graydon drew her bead over against his shoulder. His strong right hand clasped her listless fingers, and the warmth of his heart came bounding into her veins as If by magic. He did not 6peak to her, but she knew that he was claiming ' her then for all time. She knew that ' iAtKfnj mnH cr-iTi3ffi "Tho xtrnv ft hla purpose. The sobs grew less despair ing, her understanding of things less Tague and uncertain. A few moments before she had felt that she was no kin to the world; now there was a new appreciation of love and its greatness , in her soul. This man had loved her. and he Von Id take her up and shield her , against the hate of the world. There ! had not been a moment when her own r Wm wavered. She worshiped I him now as she had in the beginning. i The revelation ofDroom, the theatric ; scenes In the cafe, the crushing of . the amnll tlir,A oIia ho1 thnplchnjl a11 .spired in this secure moment to waken Unconsciously her fingers tightened upon, nis, ana.ner body drew closer She Was arraying herself against the 'ea' that she .might lose this haven of :rest and Joy. after all-rtbe haven she bad been" willing t? scourge and destroy m In the bitteniesstof ur heart.-'A great wave of pity for herself came sweeping f over her. It grew out of the dread that he might, after nil, deny her the place that no one else In the world could give. .:. '"' ' Graydon's cold face was suddenly il lnmlned. The Incomprehensible sweet ness, of pain rushed through his blood. He had given up his hope as blighted after the harsh hour with Droom. He could not believe his new found suc cess. Doubt,'-unbelief, enveloped him as he raised her head, a kiss crying for Its kind. Ills arm crept behind her shoulders. She did not offer a repulse. Her wet cheek .touched his in submis sion. It was the first time his hungry arms had held, her In .centuries, It seemed to him and to her. It was the first time their Hps had met. except in dreams, since that horrid night so long ago. "Jane, Jane!" he was whispering In her ear. Her plans, her purposes, .her sacrifices, were running away from her in riotous disorder. She could not hold them in chock. They fled like weak lings before. the older and stronger hopes and desires. .They did not know of the blockade of cabs at the corner of Forty-second street nor how long they stood there. Shouting cabmen and police officers tried to rival the white blizzard In pro fuseness, but they did not hear them. "Oh, Graydon. 1 cannot, I must not!" she was cryiujr, holding his hand with almost frenzied disdain for the words so plaintively loyal. "It is out of the question, dearest. You know It is. I love you oh, how I love you! But I I must not be your wife. I I" "I've had enough of this, Jane," he said so firmly that she stiffened percep tibly in his arms. "It's all confounded rot. Excuse me. but it Is. I know you think you're right, but you're not. Old Elias gave the best advice In the world. You know what it was. We've just got to make our own happiness. Nobody else will do it for us, and it's just as easy to lie happy as It is to be the other way. I'm tired of pleading. I've wait ed as long as I luteud to. We're going to be married tomorrow." "Graydon!" "Don't refuse! It's no use, dearest. We ve lost a year or two. I don't In tend to lose another day. What do I care about your father and mother? What did they care about you? You owe all the rest of your life to your self and to me. Come, will you con sent willingly or" He paused. She was very still in his arms for a long time. "I do so want to be happy." she said at last, reflectively. "No, no Don't say anything yet. I am only wondering how it will be after we've been married for a few years. When I'm growing old and plain and you begin to tire of nie, as most men grow weary of their wives what then? Ah, Graydon, I I have thought about all that too. You'll never reproach tne openly you couldn't do that. 1 know. But you may secretly nourish the Ecorn which" "Jane." he said, dropping the tone of confident authority and speaking very tenderly, "you forget that my father is a convict. You forget that he h:is done things which twlll forever keep me a beggar-at your feet. I am ask ing you to forget and overlook much more ttu:n you could ever ask of me. Old Elias, wretch that he is. has point ed out our ways for us. They run to gether in spita of what may couspire to divide them. Jane. I love my soul, but I love you ten thousand times bet ter than my soul." "I did not believe I could ever be so happy again,"- she murmured, putting her hands to his face. "Tomorrow, dear?" "Yes." 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He did not wait to remove his overcoat on en tering his rooms, but strode to the light and nervously tore open the envelope. Dread, hope, anxiety, conspired to nif ke his fingers tremble. There were many closely written pages. How well lie remembered his father's writing! As he read his eyes grew wide with wonder and unbelief. They raced through the pages, wonder giving way to joy and exultation as he neared the end of the astounding message from the faraway prisoner. A shout forged to'his Hps. lie hug ged the letter to his heart. Tears came into his eyes, and a sob broke in his throat. "Thank God!" he cried, throwing himself Into a chair to eagerly read and reread the contents of the letter. Suddenly he sprang to his feet and dashed across the room to the tele phone. "She will die of joy!" he half sobbed in the transports of exhilaration. Five minutes later he wns on bis way to her hotel, clutching the priceless letter In his bare fingers deep down in his over coat pocket. He had shouted over the phone that the good news -would not keep till morning, and she was waiting up for him with Mr. and Mrs. Cable, consumed by curiosity. "This letter," he gasped as he entered the room "from father! He's written, Jane, everything. I knew he would. Elias didn't know It all. He knew half of the truth; that's all. Good Lord. I I can't read it, Mr. Cable! You please." David Cable, white faced and trem bling, read aloud the letter from James Bansemer. It was to "My beloved son." The first appealing sentences were given to explanation and apology for the determined silence he had main tained for so many months. He spoke casually of his utter Indifference to the success of certain frieuds who were working for his pardon. "If they se cure my release." he wrote, "I shall find happiness if you clasp my hand but once before I leave America for ever." Farther on he said: "J will not accept parole. It is a poor premium on vlrtne, and, as you know, my stock , of that commodity has been miserably low." "I may be required to serve my full term," read David Cab.. "In that case we should not see one another for years, my son. You have much to forgive, and I have much more to for get. We can best see our ways to the end if we seek them apart. The dark places won't seem so black. My sole purpose in writiug this letter to you, my sou, is to give back to you as much happiness as I can possibly extract from this pile of misery. 1 am not pleading for anything; I am simply surrendering to the good Im pulses that are once more coming into their own after all these years of sub jection. I am not apologizing to the Cables. I am doing this for your sake and for the girl who has wronged no one and to whom I have acted with a baseness which amazes me as I reflect upon it Inside these narrow walls. "You will recall that I would have permitted you to marry her I mean. In the beginning. Terhaps it was spite which interposed later on. At least l be charitable enough to call It that Clegg has been here to see me. He ! says you are bound to make Jane Ca ble your wife. - I knew you would. ; For a long time I have held out, un reasonably, I admit, against haying her as my daughter. I could not en dure the thought of giving you up al together. Don't you comprehend my thought? I cannot bring myself to , look again Into her eyes after what she saw in this accursed prison. . She was born In wedlock. The I story Is not a long one. Ellas Droom knows the names of her father and mother, but I am confident that he 1 does not know all of the clrcum ' stances. For once I was too shrewd ' for him. The story of my dealings In ' connection with Jane Cable Is a shame ful one, and I cannot hope for pardon j either from you or from her." Here he related as concisely as pos sible the Incidents attending Mrs. Ca- ble's first visit to his office and the subsequent adoption of the babe. I "I knew that there were wealth and ' power behind the mystery. There was a profitable scandal in the background. Unknown to Mrs..CabJe, l began in vestigations of my own. She had made little or no effort to discover the parents of the child. She could have had no purpose In doing so, I'll admit. , IHere he gave in detail the prog ' ress of his Investigations at the Found lings home, at the health office, at certain unsavory hospitals and In oth er channels of possibility. At last I found the doctor and then the nurse. After that it was easy to un earth the records of a child's birth and of a mother's death, all In New York city. ' Droom can tell you the names of Jane's parents, substan tiating the names I have Just given to you. He did not know that they had been marrleu nearly two years prior to the birth of the child. , It was a clandestine marriage. I went Straight to the father of the foundling. 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"It seems that this young scion f a wealthy house had lost his insecure heart to the daughter of a real aristo crat. I say real because her fatner was a pure Knickerbocker of the old school. He was naturally as poor as poverty Itself. With his beautiful daughter he wns liviug in lower New York, barely subsisting, I may say, on the meager income. that found its way to him through the upstairs lodgers in tne old home. Here lived Jane's moth er, cherishing the traditions of her blood, while her father, sick and fee ble, brooded over the days when he was a king In Babylon. The hand some, wayward lover came Into her life when she was nineteen. They were married secretly in the city of Boston. .. . . , "The young husband imposed silence until after he bad atttained his ma jority. There was a vast fortune at stake. In plain words, his father had forbidden the marriage. He had se lected another one to be the wife of his son. . Jane was born In the second year of their wedded life. It was of course Important that the fact should be kept secret. I am in closing a slip of paper containing the names of the minister, the doctor and the nurse who afterward attended hen together with the record of death. It is more convenient to handle than this bulky letter, which I : trust you will destroy. Yod will also find the name of . the hospital in which Jane was born and,' where her mother died ten days IMer. I may say In this con Hecttay tbtt QPt oj ;ot the jer8ojj ma VkT M. Williamson " Henderson mentioned knew the true name of the young mother, nor were they sure ot the fact that she was a wife. Her gravestone In the old cemetery bears the name of the maiden, not the wife. Her father never knew the truth. "What I did In the premises need not be told. That is a part of my past. I learned how the cowardly young father, glad to be out of the affair so easily, hired the nurse to leave the baby on the doorstep. Then I went to the banker whose sou he was. 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