It is about a very old story, in which I was concerned when a boy; but it is a great gratification for me to have it cleared up, at last.

I was accused of poisoning a dog, belonging to Miss Ellison's father; and was tried for a burglary, committed on the premises, and was acquitted, thanks only to Miss Ellison's influence, exerted on my behalf-- "I fear," he said with a slight smile, "somewhat illegally.
"However, the imputation would have rested on me all my life, if it had not been for Thorne's confession.

I thought that he did the first affair.

I knew that he was concerned in the second, although I could not prove it; but he has now made a full confession, saying that he himself poisoned the dog, and confirming the story I told at the trial." "Oh, I am glad!" Kate exclaimed.

"You know, Captain Whitney, that I was sure of your innocence; but I know how you must have longed for it to be proved to the world.
"What will you do, Mr.Barker, to make it public ?" "I shall send a copy of the confession, properly attested, to the magistrates of Lewes; and another copy to the paper which, Captain Whitney tells me, is published there weekly.
"It is curious," he went on, "that the sight of Whitney should have recalled those past recollections; while, so far as I could see, everything that has happened afterwards, his career of crime and the blood that he has shed, seem altogether forgotten." "I suppose there is no hope for him ?" Kate asked, in a low voice.
"He is dying now," Mr.Barker said.