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Newspaper Page Text--. THE ifBlf AG, PORTLAND, OMBGOK. V- . -1 c ' r-.. 3f CIlAPTKIt VI.-(Contlnucd.) "1 have JiiHt loft the dcene of tlic trn Bly, mnilnni; but knowing the torture jour ntlmlH iniiHt be umlor, I could not bo to my home until I linil scon you. Your non HtnmlH not In the sllcntest dniiBer. True, lie niny reinnln In custody for nomc weekH. The coroner'a Jury will to-morrow doulitlcKH hold him for trlnl, on certain clrcuiiiHtnutlnl evidence thnt to the Incx lierlencetl Juror will fieoin conelualvp. Your non mny even come to trial In crim inal court, bill, believe me, not n Imlr of IiIh hend nhnll be Injured, nml be Bhull re turn to you, his entire Innocence of the crime churned nj;nlnnt him fully en tub HkIiciI. the honored nnme he ben re untnr nlHheil, nml more, he ahull one day prcHcnt to you riH IiIh IovIiir wife the fair uirl who, even though nhe snv IiIh bent form Htnnd Iiib over the llfelens body of her fnther with the reeklntt weapon In his hand that bereft him of life, yet has full coulldence In IiIh Innocence, bin honor and lnterlty, the diiiiRhter of the murdered man." 'Tool- Hattlel" exclaimed the widow. "You mtiHt ko to her, Jcnnle, with the dawn of day. Thli Ih terrible for the poor plrl. Why, Mr. Hellnre, my son bud two objects In vIhUIiik Mr. DeHosette'H home to-nlKht. One, n you donbtlcHH know, wiih to take up hU note. The other was to auk his Himctlon to the union of which you have referred." "He had obtained that winctlon," nald , Hellnre. "He had iiIho Inken up his note unci had It In IiIh poshcksIoii." "I know," the widow wild. "He bad Informed me. And then, the bnc of Bold. It neeiiiH Incredible!" "Did your son return to the house, mad nin. nfter ho had received the bat? of coin, mid before koIiik t the bnnker'HV" "He did not. He left us nt hnlf after nine, and when ho returned he was In the custody of HherlfT Cobb. You know be expected to lento for llaltlmore on the four o'clock train to attend to some bust lies matters he bus there with u commis sion house." "He so Informed me," said Hellurs. "Mr. Hellnrs, I suppose we may visit my brother In the county Jail?" "Certainly, MIhn Jennie, and I will try nml Induce HhrrifT Cobb to plocu him In the debtor's room, which Is more commo inodlous than nn ordinary cell, If he Is held for trial. Yon bnd best visit him between eluht and nine o'clock this morn ing. Tell him, of course, that when the right time conies Lnnjc Sellnre will estab lish his Innocence mid unlock his prison doors. Hut llrst, I bate much to do, to fnsten this crime where It belong. There Is double mystery here, nt least. I hate the key to one. I shall solve them nil, only it will take time. And now, nil thnt I bnve said was for your enrs nlono. A slimle word that my suspicion rests on olher than Hubert Cnmpbell might doubly increase the dlllleultles of the work I hnve before me might, In fact, cuuse Bullty parties to take to (light ero I huve the varloiiM links In n chain of evidence thut will lirlng them to the gallows forged well together, and send me scouring cleur neroMs the continent; therbfore " "Our lips shall remain senled, Mr. Bel Jars, but our gratltudo to you " "Walt, mndiim, until I have deserved It. Now you, linger?" , . , , "I'm Ink the gruve, Mnrs Lang Jes lak the grave." "lllght, Itoger. And your maid hero? "Oh, I will answer for Cbloe," said Jennie. "I dunno u ting, and never did," said the sable Cbloe. "All I want Is my young master Imick, ho the dressed mistress nud my MIn Jennie kin dry dar eyes." "Why, don't you see, Ohloe, mother Is (lulling now, and I I am another girl al- "Well, good-night, Indies," said the de tective. "1 am glud to hnve been nble to relieve your minds of much anxiety." "Hood-night, Mr. Hellnrs, mid mny Cod aid you lu your endeavors to bring to tho bar of Justice the guilty wretch who mur dered my husband's old friend. Oh, If Duiitun wns nllve, whnt n shock this would be to him. And his sou Ills boy, held for the crlmel" "Herbert Itussell was held for tho mur der of lr. Taylor, mndani." "True," said the widow, its Sellars pass ed from the room. Jennie accompanied him to tho door, bade him goodnight, and watched his form as It dUnppenred in the dnrkuess that so often precedes the dawn of day. "What n reputation that nuui has us it detector of crime," she thought, as she walked back through the hall. "Through out the Month, at least, be Btnnds without n peer. Well, he desert oh to." When she Joined her mother she found Iter preparing to rvtlre In a chamber ad joiulug tho sitting room, tears coursing their wny down her cheeks In profusion. "Why, mother, dear, you nro weeping jet." "Hut now, my child, tho tears nro happy ones compared to those of but it half-hour ago. Come, Join me in my room for n hort repose. At eight o'clock you must (ear the glad tidings to your brother that he Is under the watchful cure of hang Hellnrs, tlie great Southern detective, who bus promised To restore hlui to us." OHAl'TKU VII. HIierllT Cobb, when he hnd tnken Itotcrt Campbell Into custody, was thoroughly vatlslted that the young man was tho banker's murderer. Of that there can be no doubt, but It Is also certain thnt in his biiNte to do ho he wns actuated by ii fear that Sellars would rob him of the glory, as ho considered It, by taking him into custody himself. Since tho rescue of Herbert Itussell front the very trap of tho gallows a year previous, Sheriff Cobb had been very Jeal ous of Curwllun's great detective, anil he had uo desire that ho should have tho credit of having apprehended tho murder er of Hanker Deltosette. Not a suspicion of Herman Craven, the man who, In allnnervd feet, bareheaded ud lu his shirt sleeves, had aroused him from his slumbers at tho dead hour of night by the ringing of his door bell and houts of murder, brvd crossed his mind. l ' WW .att Herman Craven hnd denounced the man whom ho found bent over his uncle's life less clay with the bloody knife In his hand, ns his murderer Herman Craven wns tho dead man's nephew; tho cnshler of his bank; the pros pective husband of his daughter. At least, Hermnn, had told him thnt it was his un cle's wish that they bo united. Herman had cashed thousands of checks for him, which checks ho hud accepted In payment of taxes. It wns plain to Hher lfT Cobb thnt Hnbert Campbell hnd sought thnt night to gain the banker's consent to his marriage to his daughter. Tho bunker had utterly refused his sanc tion, and forbidden him to pay his ad dresses to the girl. Tho girl loved, or fan chW slio loved, him, but would not bo come his wlfo without her father's con Hont. Perhaps ho hnd ordered Hobert from tho house. Anyway, the banker re moved, tho young man hoped to make Hnttle his wife and obtain tho fortune she would Inherit. "Nothing could bo plainer," thought Sheriff Cobb. "Ho wns prepared for such nn emergency. Ho had the sheath knife with him. It mny have been In an unguarded moment nnd In n fit of pnHsIon thnt ho thrust Its blade to the banker's heart, or tho deed may have been coolly and deliberately executed. One thing sure, the blow felt quick nnd sudden, but in his anxiety to make certain that his victim wns dead tho young nun tarried too long. Tho cries of tho bunker reached tho ears of his nephew nnd those of his daughter, who sped down the stairs nnd confronted him with tho evidence of his damnable crime clutched In his hand. "A moment more nud he would hnve !oou gone, the sheath knife with him. In tho morning the banker's body would hnve been found stiff and cold. Who murdered him 7 Hobert Campbell would hnve un dertaken to fasten suspicion on tho young cnshler, as ho does now, nnd perhaps with u grenter prospect of success. Hut tho bag of coin? Ho did not buto It with him when he entered the house. Hut how did he obtain thnt note? Ho may hnve had It and accreted It somewheru nfter he struck the blow, unil before ho withdrew tho knife blnilo from tho banker's breast. It may be discovered In the house. Again, he may have had nn accessor)', who tied with the coin. At all events, I hnve the start of Lang Hellnrs on this case. I hate tho man who struck the fatal blow. Ho belongs to ono of the tlrst families in tho Htnte, but there is no 'wrong man' this time. All I will require will be n little tlmo to find the gold. Hobert Campbell Is u candidate for the gallows!" Thus thought Sheriff Cobb ns ho made his wny home after seeing his prisoner In enrccruted In Jail. Tho cries of the widowed mother and sister of the prisoner yet rang In his ears; but there was only one path for him to follow tho path of duty. At eight o'clock ou the morning of tho nineteenth Jennie Cumpbell entered tho oftlco of tho county Jail uud mado known her desire to seo her brother. "Follow me, Miss Campbell," said Jailer Filyaw, un underslsed, corpulent little man. "There are no orders not to admit you, ond if there wero you should seo your brother, oven if ho Is In Jail on tho churgu of murder. I am sorry for you, miss, In deed I am. Who would have belleted It?" "Don't speak of It, Mr. Fllyaw, If you please," said Jennie. "We hnto otery contldenco that my brother will bo ablo to estubllsh his innocence." "I hopo ho may," said the Jailer. "I hope ho may. Hut what hate you there?" "Merely my brother's breakfast lu this basket," mild Jennie, "lie is not used to prlHiiu fare. My mother Mug some what prostrated, did not accompany me, and I did not bring my maid to-day." "Hless you," said Kilyaw, "1 should not feed Hobert Campbell on prison fnre. The best my own table affords should bo his." "Oil, thank you, sir, but either my maid or I will come every day while my brother Is here lu Jail." They passed from the oftlce through tho hall Into tho corridor of the prison. Fll yaw blew a shnrp uoto on his whistle nud n turnkey canto forward and unlocked and swung open the Heavy Iron iloor of the structure, handing the Jailer a bunch of keys as bo did so. They passed within nnd (he heavy door closed with n clung that grated on poor Jennie's nerves. Two rows of cells confronted them one to the right, tho other opposite with a passage between them and an iron stair way nt the further end of the passage "He) you Jnller! Does my case canto off nt September court?" was the first greeting that reached their enrs us they advanced. "I think not, Wortell," was the reply; "but don't worry about It. It will come off soon enough." "Cot any 'baccer, Mars Jailer?" wero the words that greeted them from another cell. "Here, Pompy!" and Filyaw passed half of it plug through the iron burs of his cell. "Tuuk you, Massn," nnd tho negro grin lied us though ho was happy. "Why do yon keep negroes here, Mr. Filyuw?" "All, Miss Campbell, who violate tho law, freo born or slave, white or black, are liable to Imprisonment in Jail. Pompy now is n freo uegro. Ills offenso Is not very grave. He merely stole a hog, if his nccusers tell tho truth." "Du lies, Mars Jailer; da He. I ueb ber stold dat hog. Ho corned to my tater patch, au' was rootln' dent up. You reck on I twine lot someone else's hog waller ou my taters, un' den Mow hint to go free? Cldes dat, I only got seben dollars for do hog, an 1 offer do owner half of It." "Don't worry, Pompy; I have eugaged a good lawyer to dofeud you." "Tauk you, Mara Jailer." They passed on to the stairway nnd as cended it. It was much lighter on this floor, and the air seemed more wholesome. There wero two rows of cells as below, hut not cxteudlng the full length of the build ing. Two debtor' rooms occupied con siderable space at tbt rear. 'Tour brother is in tilt flfiaW debtor1! room," said Jailer Filyaw. "1 did not like the Idea of confining him In a cell. Tae debtor's room is bad enough." "Oh, thank you." In a moment more the Jailer had singled out a key from his bunch and unlocked and opened the door. A recumbent figure, lying on a low Iron bedstead, sprang .to Kb feet, and Jennie was clasped In her brother's arms. "I will return In fifteen minutes," said the Jailer, ns he hurriedly withdrew and locked the door behind him. Filyaw had been Wilmington's Jailer for twenty years; but tears stood In his eyes ns he trudged back to his oOlcc. "Something wrong somewhere," he mut tered. "Lung Hellnrs should be called In to this case. I can't believe n son of Dun can Campbell guilty of murder." Little did Filyaw know how deeply tho great detective was already interested in the en ho. "I was In sad despair nit night, dear sis ter," snld Hobert, perhaps five minutes after Filyaw had taken his departure. "My reliance was on Hellnrs, and I thought ho had abandoned mo. Your good news reassures me. I nm content to He In Jail until such time as he Is nble to place hero In my Bteud the murderer of my dear old friend. It will take time, but he will do It, and with n network around him from which he cannot escape. Now let us talk no more about this mat ter. You know the inquest takes place at ten o'clock. I do not wish mother to bo there. If necesHiry, promise mo that you yourself will remain- home and keep her from attending. It would be too much for one of her years and nensttito nature. I shall surely be held to court, and I would spare her the pain of seeing me conveyed to Jail again." "Hho thought you would feel so, Hobert, nnd will remnln at home. Several ladles will be with her. I shall bo at the Inquest, my brother, nnd though you nre returned to Jail, knowing what the future will bring forth, I am content, and then I must bo with Hattle, your future wife." "Hless you, my Hlster!" Tho brother and sister snt aide by side ou the iron cot when Filyaw again opened the door, and the basket of edibles hud been very much depleted. "Heady, Miss Cnmpbell?" ho asked. "Yes, Mr. Filyaw, and very thankful to you." "ICntlrely welcome. I Just rcccltcd a message from Attorney Dublin, and nm expecting him at tho Jail ctery moment. Ho may try to worm u confession from you, Hobert. I would not see blm." "Thank you, Filyaw, but I nm guilty of uo crime. Please admit him." "I don't believe you nre, but thpse law yers nre dangerous sometimes. Would you not like to see Lnng Hellnrs? You remember how he anted the life of Her bert Hussell at the lust moment. Poor Herbert, be occupied this very room for some time." "I have no message for Hollars," snld Holwrt. "Of course, If he calls tolun tarlly and wishes to see me, admit him; but he stnted lust flight that he thought Sheriff Cobb had apprehended the right man." "He did! He did!" exclaimed Fllynw, motlng nertously toward the door. "Then I would not glte much for your life. God holp you, sir!" Hobert and his sister exchanged glances. He kissed her good-by and she followed the Jailer back to his ntllce. "Neither tho brother nor slstor seem heartbroken," thought Filyaw, as ho watched her lithe form pass from tlew, "but If Lnng Hellurs made that statement tho son of Duncan Camplxdl will dlo a felou's death ou tho gallows." iTo be continued.) RAILWAYS OFONE ENGINE. In Knglaud Tliera Are Ten Hallronda wltk No Mors Locomotives. Moat people would bo Inclined to .-Riu-d It uh un impossibility for a rail way to bo worked with n single loco motive, but thero uro In Croat Ilrltnla no fewer tlmn ton railway companies thut mutiiiKo to sot through their work Hoinehow with ono Iron steed. No fower tlmu fourteen own only two loco motives. Ono of tho most Interesting of thcao Piimll Hues Is what Is known na the Hnvenglass & Kskdulo Hallwny, situ ated near Wh'ltebuven, In Cumberland, which runs from Havenglass to Hoot, a dUtuneo of rather moro than soven miles. Tito whole of the railway staff consists only of (We jwreons two jdato lnyers, enKluoHlrlvor, tlreman and one guard-of-ull-work, if wo may uso such a term. Hetween Htatlona the engine occa sionally inanuges to gain a speed of six miles nu hour, but the obliging drtrer Is always willing to stop the viibIuo for the convenience of any one who may wish to enter or alight from tho train between stopping phfeos. Perlinps tlio Haslngwold Hallway Is the smallest In Kiighiud. It is two miles long, and the extent of Its rolling stock U ouu smnll locomotive nnd two passenger vehicles. The Hundred of Manhood nud Srtty Tramway Is one of tho most recently opened light railways, and counecta the city of Chichester with Selsey Hill, a small promontory to tho east of Portsmouth. Jutting out Into tho En glish channel. This funny little railway boasts of no signaling npparattis whatever, nnd the few switches on the railway nro controlled by hand lovers alongsldo tho line, which have to Ik worked by thu tlremcn or driver when necessary. At one place the Hue crosses the Chi Chester canal by means of a frail draw bridge-, which Is lifted to let bonU underneath. It la stated that for tho tlrst few weeks after tho openlug of the Hue a barge was left tmderucath In order to catch the train lu case tho bridge guve wny! On another occasion this troublesome bridge got stuck, and In spite of all efforts could not be lowered. As It was most Important that the engine should bo taken to the other side of the canal, it was lifted off tho lino and drawn round by road with a traction engine Pearsou's. Levi 2. Lelter mado hU tlrst money In mlnlnsr, uearly $4,000,000, by making au luveatmeut of 50,000 lu the famoua Iron Silver Mute, which he long uiU-tnuited. "Doca tho course of their truo love run smooth?" 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What are you do ing now?" "I'm back at tho old stamp ing ground." "Kb! Whore's that?" "Postofllce." Cleveland Plain Dealor. No Deferred Payments: "Is yout daughter learning to piny by nolo?" "Certainly not," answered Mrs. Cum rox, a little Indignantly; "we pay cash for every lesson. Tho Idea!" Wash ington Star. Fred I see tho Van Billion girl has adopted the Kugllsh fashion of wear ing sandals. Ned (tho rejected) Yes; It's tho old Hoiiinn custom, and proba bly takes her back to her happy child hood. Cleveland Hpectator. "Isn't ho philosophical?" "Well, I should say so! When tho lightning struck his house, ho sat perfectly quiet, and afterward said be was glad It hup petted, as he'd been thinking somo tlmo of getting his hair singed." Boston Homo Journal. Farmer Jones (1 a. m.) Clear out, yo varmint, or I'll shoot yo! Josh Med ders (desperately) Shoot then! 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