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i'HE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE,

OCT. 4,1879

MaJlINO BOTBMND8 MEET,

The baby rolls a poo tbe floor, Kick* op hi* ui»y feet. And poke* bin toe* Into 111* mouth,

Ttau* makiug both end* me«U^ The dog, attached lo a tin pail. Got* howiiug dcwu the street. And, &k he uiadly blt«» his tall.

He m&kts both end* ueet. The buteber slay* the pensive pig, Cnf*off is caw anil Tees, And grinds hem In a sausage big—

Thu* making both end* meet.

Kroro ihe Novelist.

—0I«,—

The Shadow Detective.

BY MARLINE MANLY.

Author of Gold Gulch,"

Paa.lv Ellis, the

Prairie Chlei," "Dick Snarpley, the Ciuclnaail let otlve," "Diamond Cut Diamond," "Sure Shef etc.

[This *xry was begun lu The Mall,8ept 3U.o, Butt uambers caa le had ol news ag»ita, cr by sending live cent* for each .|?v to office of Ihe Saturday Evening Mail.]

CHAPTER VII.

BETRAYED BY HER EYES.

Through the gathering shades of night a female figure, muffled In a cloak, was hurrying down the Main street of the tOAfll.

Every now aud then she ^ould pause and look around her, either to ascertain her wbereaunuts, or else to make sure th it she was not observed.

At length the jail loomed up before

bar,

Its stone walls looking dark aud foridlng in the blackness of the uigbt. Ti}«»

girl

stopped aud looked at the

gI ,my pile, wringing her bands as if in a .^uitu. Then ahe went on and reached

door.

The jail was an institution not much in i#e in the surrounding country, for tbe were few crimes committed saving j.-ae stealing, and the Vigilantes generally strung these worthies up wherever tU"*y could dud them.

N aud then, however, some culprit found his way into tbe Jail. It only had j(ar rooms, and each of these was light ed by a couple of windows heavily bar red.

There was a bell knob beside the front do »r for visitors to announce themselves ant after a minute's hesitation tne girl K*ve can a vjg-irauu pull. Soon shuffling feet were heard, and tbe jailor, a porfec giant so far as s'.zi was concerned, 1 ioked out of tbe wicket, keenly »3- utilizing tbe periou wbo bad brought hi to r.oe door.

Stndy Barnes had a reason for being thus careful. Twice bad his jail been taken possession of by an armed mob from ths country, ana himself bound se rarely, and been com polled to witness tu-i execution of the prisoner in his whose crime bad offended tbese raibrs.

Seelog no one bnt a female, be slowly opeued tbe door, and stood face to face with uer. Tbe cloak she wore concealed b* lace, and Sandy knew not whom she wa«, but there wax something familiar a'-M'.»i the graceful outlines of tbe female figure, swu even through the mantle. "Well, what is it, ma'am?" be esked.

She removed the cloak from her face, revealing fe tturifs remarkable for their beauty a.ni purity. Great, blue eyes, that alined to be meltiuK with tears, looked up into the honest face of the Jailer. Above the liquid eyes there was a nroll of sllkv brown hair, over a forehead as purely white a* the newly fallen mow. •'.sawy Cameron!" name fell from tbe lips of the ja lor almost roverentlally. He owed in I -h to the poor mother of this young g.r

for

wheu belay sick almost to

rirtti'i with the yellow fever, some years l)t rrt, she bad nursed him back to lile, a» Mver since that day his hemt was f'i:. »f gratitude to the strauge widow, •avb "U nobody la the town seemed to w. «!i.l tier lovelv daughter. "Ye.*, it is I, Sandy," the young »tlrl r^pl •*i, in tbe sweetest voice one could 1 uaglne.

why do you "om» here. Miss Daisy? Can 1 do auything for you? Is your mother sick, of doei she want any nelp in any way? Com* in aud tell me!" said the jailor in bis kindest tones. "Yes, yo can help me, Sandy. You have a prisoner here I want to see him," aud a blush mantled her face as ahe spoke. "J ibn Blake?" he exclaimed.

Yes, John Blake. You can let me eee him, 8»udv. He has been here for hours u.»w and not a soul to say* cheering word to him. He is innocent of the terrible crime they charge him with I woal stake my lite on bis Innocence j-rrt was that in her pleading voloe th i*. would nave moved a tieartof stone, an Sicily's was tar from being that.

I :««. 're«t mysslt, Mia* Diisy, b.i: jirttum Aiureas are terribly against him, and drcumstances navo hanged tusnv a mau before now. John will have an ugly time of it explaining them all away but my sympathy is with hiai for I always admired John Blake as the finest young man In thoee parts. If so be you want to aee him, I guess you may, as my orders are only strict as tar as holding him is concerned/' "ON,

thank yo.i, S*ndy you have a

kind heart. 1 am not ashamed to tell yon that we love each other, and were to be married In a few months but for this trou ble. Ob! i! tbey take my John away what will hwre left to live for!" and the pretty fa««e, lis eyee dim with tear*, was bidden again in the folds of thee oak.

l.»

not cry, Mlsa Daisy it will all

«o ne nut right, am sure. John Blake la a noble man, and a thousand times mire worthy of your love than that up«tiri I'v-* seen hanging around you so

hucu—-Claude

Burton.

It waa more than kind of Sandy to aay this, tor he had loved the young girl btiuseW ever a luce he had known Her, but all along he had realised that It must always be a hopelen passion, ahe was so far above hint, so be had grown to worship bar as a poor, Ignorant idolater might tbe beautiful stars shining la the blue heavens.

It Ave him a pang to hear that she had long loved another and waa loved »by him, but he bravely atlfled all waling of pain, for it seemed meet that one beautiful and tender should mate with a man botii handsome and good.

At tbe mention ttf Claude Burton's name, a shiver passed through tbe, frame of the young girl, bat ahe made «o reply.

Tbe jailor, with hta lantern held upon his arm, closed the door and led the way aioug the gloomy oorridor until be came to the cell where the prisoner waa confined.

John Blake sprang up from the rough bench, which served as a oot, aa toe jailor entered. He looked at him in surprise aa Sandy bung bis lantern on a peg, and then, without a word, withdrew. When, however, a cloaked flfure glided through the door, an eaolamauon fell from bislips. "John, it is I. your Daisy," and throwing aside tbe cloak, the young girl fell Into the outstretched arms of tbe prisoner.

Tall, and straight as an arrow, handsome as an Apollo, and true as steel, John* Blake was *a man worthy of any woman's love, and It was little wonder that passionate Edith Crawley, tbe beirees of Heathcote, bad felt her heart atlrred to its very depths by a tender glance from the young man's bright

eJDonald

Blake did, at a little distance,

resemble his cousin very much, but it was easy'to see tbe cola gleam of his eyes, and the lines of dissipation that marked his face, when a closer view was obtained.

Just as John blake silently folded bla sweetheart in his arms tbe prison bell rang, bat tbey paid no attention to tbe ound. "Daisy, I knew yon would come me. Do you believe me innooent ot tbia terrible crime with which they accuse me?"

She raised her head from his breast, and looked up lovingly into bis face. "I believe you innocent in my heart. Let me bear you say the words, dear Jobn, tbat shall cast every lingering doubt to the wind. Do not misunderstand me I never fully believed tbat you bad done it, but when I first heard tbat your uncle was dead, and you in prison, accused of his murder, the thought pierced my mind like a keen knife tbat you two bad quarreled and fought, for after wbat you told me yesterday, I knew tbat be bad cast you off because you loved me. Tell me once for all, John, it was not so." "Daisy, you know tbat I am not capa ble of such a thing. In tbe sight orf Heaven I tell you solemnly that I am utterly and eutirely innocent of my an

"That is enough, Jobn. I would be lleve your simple word against tbe whole world. You had given up all hope of possessing tbe wealth your uncle would bave lett you, for my sake, and while 1 live I will cliugtoyou through good and ill fortune, whatever may come you will always find me your faithful little Daisy." '•My darling, these words are more precious to me than I can tell. Heaven alone knows wbat the future has in store for us, but of all the world, you alone I love, with all my heart and soul, my own Daisy," and her bead was pillowed on bis shoulder again.

There was a spectator to this tender scene. Throupb tbe open door a man strode into tbe room. He was finely built, and elegantly dressed. A felt bat partially shaded his face, which was quite handsome, a black mustache adorning his upper lip.

In bis right band, neatly gloved, be carried a riding whip. Taken in all, be looked like a walking bandbox, although bis pants were in his boots, tbe spurs on bis heels telling tbe cause. "I beg your pardon."

As tbe words fell upon their ears, the lovers looked up, but Jobn still kept bis protecting arm around the waist of his sweetheart. "You are John Blake, I believe?" said this natty looking individual. •'That is my name," replied tbe young man, bis beart giving abound as be saw tbe piercing black eyes under theshadowof the bat. "I thought you were alone. I shall oome again and see you. I have your good at heart, and will do all I can for you. I am a private detective, and it you will put your case in my bands, on certain conditions lean clearyou.

Tbe young man's voice bad a strange, round utterance, that struck on John Blake's ear as familiar, and yet be could not, for tbe life of him, place it. "Wbo are you?" he asked.

The young fellow answered quickly, while bis black eyes sought tbe face of Daisy Cameron and made her shudder with their baleful gleam. "I am Duke Darrel, of the Secret Ser vice!" he said "I shall call again. I see you are engaged now, and I nave some thing for your private ear alone. Goodnight."

What does this mean? If this be the government detective, who then Is tbe man we saw enter tbe stone bouse of Miles Nickson? On tbe other hand, if tbe daring man who. as tbe New York burglar, entered tbat den and went through tbe concealed trap In tbe floor to tke black regions below was Duke Darrel, wbo oan this slender young fellow with tbe mincing step be?

Tbey beard him speak a few words to tbe jailor, to the fleet tbat be would be in again on the morrow, and then the slam of tbe heavy door announced bis departure.

The young girl looked up into John's face, and he saw tbe alarm in her faee. He also felt the shudder that ran through her frame. "Who waa it, dear John? I am afraid him. While he talked to you he looked at me, and such a glance of hatred aa I saw in those black eyes! Why should ahe hate me? What have I done?"

44Nothing,

dear you are fanciful, that

ail. He is a detective, and came to help me. I have met him before, but he must bave been disguised, for he looked different from this man." "John, did you notice his band? Tbe glove was amall and neat, smaller than mine." "What would you Intimate?" be asked looking into her face, a little startled. "This: I am as sure of it aa I stand here. I know not wbo it may be, but that detective is some one wbo baaoauae to hate me and, further, he Is not a man at all, but—a woman in disguise!"

Jobn laughed loudly, to conoeal his oonaternation. To himself he said: "Heavens! ahe has guessed the truth! Now I know who thoee staring blaek eyea and tbat well remembered voice belong to! What does It all mean? Why does Edith Crawley disguise borself and visit me here? Has she followed Daisy? What does she mean by saying that on certain conditions she can prove my Innocence?" ...

CHAPTER VIII. "MILUOXS

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Duke Darrel bad been in many dseparate situations daring his lifetime, and was femiliar with tbe grim, akeieton hand of death threatening him wit* immediate disaster.

Unlike most easea, fkmiliartty doea not, In thia one, breed contempt, although a man may aocntatom himself to deadly danger, so that be frequently rushes Into it, when, by judicious care, It might be avoided.

Aa unlueky circumstance had thrown him Into thia terrible fix. Bat lor the •ear a pen his hand, which he had never thought of as a tbin^ to betray him, he

might mave deluded not only Mllee, bnt bis comrades also. As tbe door gave way so suddenly beneath him, tbe detective made a spaa modio movement, naturally enough. This served to discbarge bis revolver, bnt the buliftdid not do any eerlods damage.

Wbo could deeeribe the eepsatlon tbat now ran through Duke's trams, like* thrill of •iActt&iiy, -when hewaa tbns engulfed in the terrible darkness? He had bravely faced tbe two men in tbe room above, and there could be little doubt but wbat he would have succeeded in doing aa be intended, but for this unexpected catastrophe for the detective was a daring man, and bad been known' to arrest tbe criminal on whose trail he waa following-with a down of the fel low's comrades around.

Duke Darrel had fallen a distance of perbapa twenty feet, striking upon hard rock.

It was the most fortunate thing of his life that be did not bre*k?a limb, for not many men could baVe tumbled that distance upon tbe stone flagging without serious injury.

A* it was, be bad the breath knocked out of his body, and, falling over, lay there like one dead. His eyes were open though, and be saw tbe trap swing abut, probably moved by the same unseen agency that bad precipitated him .into the dungeon.

Darkness surrounded him. Tbe gloom waa so dense as to be almost palpable. Above him an arrow of silver pleroed tbe inky blackness. 11 was tbe light from tbe room above, finding ingress through the crack at the termination of tbe trap door.

Upon tbiBtbe eyes of tbe detective were fastened. He gradually reoovered bis breath, and arose from his recumbent position.

By listening, be could hear the steps of the two men upon the floor above, and even as be barkened tbey left tbe room.

Were tbey about to descend to tbe dugeon, in order to finish their foul work? The thought brought action to bis limbs.

Hastily taking out a little case in which be carried matobes, be struck one.

As the light flared up, he cast his eyes around blna and pounced upon bis re volver, which lay close beside tbe chair that bad made the descent in his company.

Tbe walls were as massive as those of a prison, for tbe old stone house bad evidently been built to outlast many generations, as far as its foundations were concerned.

Duke Darrel found that his quarters were neither select nor extensive. The place into which be had been hurled by the treacherous movement of his host was not over five feet in width, by ten in length.

A green, slimy substance seemed to cover the walls, for the place was very damp.

As tbe detective stood there, after his match had gone out, he beard a low, murmuring sound, which be was puzzled to account for, and at length determined tbat it was caused by tne flow of some water course. Probably a stream tbat emptied into tbe river, or Willow creek flowed underneath the old stone house.

Expecting his foes to make their appearance, and endeavor to finish their work, tbe detective stood there five minutes or more, revolver in hand, ready to give battle.

As no signs of an intrusion occurred, he came to the .conclusion that they were not troubling their beads about bim.

Either it was taken for granted that the fall bad killed bim, or else they deemed him unworthy of being feared any longer, as he would starve to death in a short time, even if tbe rats that usually infest such dungeons should tail to worry him to the same desirable end.

This idea, strange as it may seem made the detective grit his teeth. He was not used to being treated iu this'manner. It stirred him up, and this was tbe best thing that could have happened to him just then. "The fools," he muttered, "tbey will yet find Duke Darrel too much for them. Better for tbem had they crushed me wheu I was down After tbat fall shall bave no mercy lor you, Miles Nick son. Have a care, my friend, have a care. There lives not a man who can say he has triumphed over the Shadow Detective. Now to see about getting out of this den."

An examination by tbe aid of his matches showed bow fruitless an attempt to reach tbe trap door would be, for tbe walls were as slippery as the moss covered curb of an old well. Besides this, the solid blocks of stone, of which tbe dungeon was composed, were so closely packed together tbat there was no chance to put bis toes in between them aud thus climb up.

Taking out Ills knife, tbe deteotive tried to dig in between tbe blocks, but there seemed to be no more cement than the tbioknese of a piece of paper, aBd even tbia was as hard as tbe stone itsolf*

Things began to look hopeles, but Duke Darrel was not tbe man to give up so long aa life remained. He stood tor a minute in deep meditation.

It seemed to bim tbat there must be some other means of leaving the slimy place besides tbe trap door above bim. As anew idea seemed to strike bim, be once more made use of bla matohee, and then set about carefully examining tbe wall.

He had closely scrutinized three of tbe sidee, and was almost ready to give up bis new idea, when something caught his eye that brought out an exclamation of satisfaction. "Eureka! now we will see how strong the green cage la."

Yielding to his earnest push, one of tbe large b.ocks moved aa iron a pivot, and a rereas waa expoeed to view. As he opened tbe strange window the rasbing noise of water became plainer, sounding cloae to him.

Boldly drawing himself into the opening, the detective moved cautiously forward, feeling that an incautious movement might precipitate him into tbe noiay torrent that he oould bear so plainly.

Before he had gone many feet, he found himaelf on the verge of tbe water, and as ltght was a neoeaalty, he struck hia last match.

Tbe light of this revealed the feet thai at this point the stream cut through fissure of the rock, being narrow, but very deepLand the noise was occasioned it bend.

current striking against tbe

rock at plaoes where it made an abrapt A heavy board placed across tbe chasm abridge to reach tbe other

Tbia tfce detective saw before bla match gave out. "A handy way of disponing of victims who are not so lucky aa I in calling," be muttered to himself.

Before attempting to croas tbe swill stream, Duke crawled back and pushed the block of stone Into Its original position. When tbe sharp anap told him that thia had been accomplished, he made his way to and over tbe bridge. There was a passage on the other side,

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probably leading to north wing. At any rats, ie had no choice bat to go forward, as the green dungeon lay In bla rear, foon tbe murmur of the stream died away, or rather gave place to new sounds.,

Tbeee oame from the direction in wbicb he was beading, and at tbe first creaking note of tbe retrain tbe deteotive pricked up bla ears and breathed more quickly than usual, just as a war horse might upon catching tbe roar of a distant battle. "So-ho! tbis explains the mystery away. Who would bave thought I should get on such a trail by coming to this Heaven-forsaken country? The plot thickens. Caution, now, and I will bag birds worth fifty moonshiners. How familiar tbat monotonous creak—creak —creak sounds. I can distinctly remember when I stood in the old rookery off the Bowery and listened to Bogus Bill and hi* gang at work. How neatly I trapped them then the same chance lies oefoie me now. Steady, my boy, steady!"

Revolver In band be crept along tbe passsge. Beyond him he oould see Btreaks of light as if a door was between himself and tbe apartment from which came that creaking noise. To reach thia was but the work of a minute, and glueing bis eye to a crevlco in the wood, he looked upon a scene that waa quite enough to make a detective's blood rush through his veins with augmented SD66d

The cellar was well lighted up, and four men were at work in various ways, engaged in deliberately making a for tune out of blank paper, which the creaking press turned into bank bills of high deuomination. This industrious bee bive was Bogus Bill aud his gang counterfeiters.

Work of such a delicate nature could not be kept up for any great length of time, and even as the detective looked, Bogus Bill threw his shade aside, and rising, stretched bis limbs, after which he walked up and down the cellar critically examining some of the latest issues.

Then, seating himself, be seized upon a pen, and began dashing off some bank official's signature upon the sheets before him.

A 6trauge silence brooded over tbe counterfeiter's den. It seemed as though their very occupation imposed muteness upon them it could not bave been through fear of being heard or detected, for in this lonely country place the danger of that was very slight indeed.

Had tbey been engaged in legitimate business, tbese men would probably have laughed and joked as they worked.

Perhaps there was another reason for their silence. Miles Nickson and his friend had just a short time before been there, and tbe news they had communicated must bave had an influence upon their mirth.

Tbe fact tbat the most bated and feared of all the government detectives waa close by, was alarming news. Tbat be was in the power of their friends, was not so reassuring as might be believed for it was certain tbat tbe eyes of tbe government must be directed in tbia quarter, and discovery would be sure to come.

They did not believe It was the sole motive of tbe famous detective to seek out and arrest moonshinera. If so, why snould he visit the old stone house in disguise?

From his place of oonoealment Duke watched tbem cloeely. After a little while, Bogus Bill walked to a door and went out, putting on bis coat as though he intended leaving for some time.

Two of tbe others soon followed his example. Their labor waa so very profitable tnat tbey were only compelled to work a abort time ont of each twentyfour hours in order to make a fortune. Doubtless tbey bad agents in the distant cities wbo got rid of tbe money for tbem.

The remaining fellow waa a "sticker." So Dake Darrel termed him. Hia back was toward tbe door behind which the detective crouched, and be waa busily engaged in oountlng crisp baok bills, and if he intended going through the large pi lea tbat lay on one aide of bim. tbere waa work enough for several boars.

Dake watcbed him like a eat doea a mouae. There waa no meana of escape for him except through this cellar, and he oould not pass undiscovered with this chap seated there.

Several timee the detective mattered some words to himself, and made a pantomimic gesture, ss If mentally deciding wbat be would like to do with this peratatent worker.

Tbe minutes crawled along. Pretty soon tbe other counterfeiters would, in all probability, be returning", then ail his cbancsa woold be eat off. What oould be do to further hia

.. oald the door open? irao, then he might creep stealthily npoa the industrious counterfeiter, and make a prisoner of him. He nn his hand gently aloof the woodwork until it rested upon what appeared to be a latch. This be carefully pressed with hJto thumb and wsa gratified beyond

measure to feel thadoor giving way bo fore bla touch. To bla oonsternation it creaked badly, aa though in need of oil bnt the fellow at tbe money table mast, have either been deaf or else wbo|ly engroessed in his occupation, for the plaintive protestatlonsof tbe ruaty hinges against befog moved did not aeem to dlainrb bint in tbe least.

•J ^'-4'* CHAPTER IX. ^5?*^ THE SHADOW DETBOTTVB AT BAY. Tbe Shadow Detective cast bis eyes around the apartment, if the sub-cellar could be called by such a name. He understood tbe business of each one of them thoroughly, from previous acquaintance.

In one oorner a man waa busily engaged in printing the notes. It was a slow process, but when tbe fact was taken Into consideration th»t each time the press creaked a bank bill of high denomination was struok off, it would seem aa profitable a business as the ownership of a gold mine.

A second man counted a package of not&, rumpling tbem up as ne proceed ed, to make tbem lose their fresh appearance, though tbey would be put tbrough a process before coming in use that would oause them to appear old and genuine.

A third was. busy in a corner with some sheets of blank paper, which he was manipulating iu some way.

The fourth man was Bogus Bill himself. He bad a couple of powerful lamps and by their light was working upon a fresh plate. A green shade covered his eyes, for bis business was a very delicate one.

This man was the most dangerous of all his class. He had once been employed in tbe Treasury Department, and bad for a tim9 been one of tbe most valued engravers. One day be was miss ing, and with him much of his material and tools.

Since tbat day he had worried the government detectives half to death. Twice he bad been arrested—once through tbe efforts of Duke Darrel—but on both occasions he had escaped through some manner of means.

He was also an expert with tbe pen, and could imitate almost any signature with such exactness that it would be almost impossible to tell the genuine from tbe forgery. No wonder he had given the detectives more trouble than any other dozen men.

Slowly thi door opened. Tbe detective glided through, tbe

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thus-provided, and, upon gatoing tne cellsr, crouched down. He looked like an immenae frog squatted there, hia eyea gloed upon the form at. tbe counterfeiter so busily engaged..

Tbe revolver had been replacedin bis pocket, and both handa were ready to is re N a re a a length sprang forward.

Taken completely by surprise, tbe man did not offer any reslataaoe at first, but went over in a heap, with the detective on top of bim.

When tbe counterfeiter realized wbat had really happened, he began a desperate struggle, but iron fingers grasped bis throat, his breath caoie in snort gasps, and bis eyee seemed bulging trom bis bead, while his face was black and blue.

His endeavors to free himself grew fainter and at length, seeing tbat be bad cboked the fellow into insensibility, Duke Darrel released his terrible grasp.

He bent over the man. Something in the distorted face struck him as familiar, and he brought a lamp close to it, so that, he could trace each individual feature without any difficulty. "Detective Dave! my old friend in tbe man bunting linel Can it be you bave sunk so low as this? What a pity, what a pity!"

Kneeling there, looking into tbe face of tbe man he had known so well years before, memories came up tbat bad lain buried in bis mind ever since.

He saw, in fanoy, the many desperate scenes in which tbis man hart figured as a deteotive of tbe great metropolis, where he bad gained a reputation for bravery and cunning second to no man banter of bis time.

What bad brought him into tbe com pany of Bogus Bill and bis pards it would not be bard to tell, for bis face was marked with the story, which Duke Darrel read as easily as be might the printed page of a book. "If Dave bad ouly let tbe acoursed whisky alone, he would have been an honest man to-day, and rich at that. I see how it is he lost bis position, and fell intp tbe clutohesof Bigus Bill, some way or other, and here he is. Poor fellow I should bate to be the one to Bend him to prison. He has bad a rough road to travel!"

Again tbe kind hearted detective bent down at'd looked at the face of tbe mia guided man. He was really sorry to see him tbere, for in days of yore tbey bad been friends.

It was while he was thns gazing upon tbe features of tbe fallen man that be heard a voice pronounce his name, and follow It with a curse.

The detective sprang to bis feet, as though set upon steel springs! He was now in an alarming situation for Bogus Bill and his two comrades had returned!

They stood just within tbe door, whither tbey had advanced without being discovered. Tbe secret of tbis silent entry was a mystery to the detective for some time but in the end It was made clear.

It seems tbat Bogus Bill suspected Detective Dave of not acting on tbe square and by this stealthy, unannounced return, hoped to surprise bim in tbe act of tampering with the tools, or doing something out of the way. Tbat bis suspicions were utterly unfounded, the reader, wbo has seen Dave working along quietly end industriously, knows already but tbat doee not concern our narrative.

The amazement of tbe three counterfeiters can be imagined! Peeping in through the open door, tbey did not see their comrade at his seat. This seemed convincing proof tbat he was up to some deviltry snd they silently entered tbe sub cellar.

In their hands they held firearms, and it was evidently their intdhtion to ahoot Detective Dave dead on the spot, in case their suspicions should prove true, and they found him acting in a treacherous manner.

When Duke Darrel sprang to bis feet they comprehended matters like a flash. His fall into tbe dungeon had displaced blsdispulse, so tbat Bogus Bill knew bim at tbe very first glance. Tbe presence of tbis king of detectives in their workshop threatened them with ruin and men of tbeir stamp were not apt to hold back on account of danger in suoh a case. "Kill bim!" cried Bogus Bill in hoarse tones. "Kill tbe prying bound! At bim, bovs!"

Tbey made a rush forward. Tbere was little timegiveu Duke Darrel for reflection. Action and thought were instantaneous with him. His arm abot forward, and tbe lamp flew into tbe faoe of the nearest man, bursting, and oompletely ooverlng him with burning oil.

This wss opening the ball with a vengeance! Tbe fellow looked like a pyramid of flame, as he vanished througb tbe open door Ihto tbe passage tbat led to the river. Duke Darrel hastily drew hia revolver, and sprsng sslde as a couple of ahots rang out with terrible emphasis.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]

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The symptoms are moisture, like perspiration, intense Itching, increased by scratching, very distrewlng. particularly at

If allowed to continue very serious

night, reunite may follow. Dr. 8Wayne's AllHealing OtaUnent I* a pleasant sore core.

I* Taylor, Hinsdale, N. writes: Por thirty years I have been greatly troubled with Itching Piles, have consulted several physician* and tried many remedies, which proved to be no remedies at all, until 1 obtained HWayne's Ointment at Thomas' drug store in Brattleboxo, Vt, which cured me completely.

Header, if you aresafltortnc from this distressing complaint, or Tetter, Itch. Seald Head, Ring Worm, Barber's itch, any crusty scaly skin eruption, use 8wayne"* Ointment and be cured. Sent by mail to any address on receipt of price (in currency or portage stamp*) SO cents a box, thrse boxes SI &, Address letters, Dr. Mwavne A 8on,SW North Sixth street.JPhiladelphia. No chaxge for advice. Sold by leading

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Chronic diseases,

Such as Seminal Weakness, Spemaator-4 rhoea* Impoteuc}-(»axual Incapacity), Ner VOUH- and Physical Debility, Exhausted^'""rr Vitality, Premature Decllue In Man.LoBt. Maahood, Abuses of the system, Diseases of the Kidneys, and such general functional. detangements as result from youthful folHe*.or excet»es.ln.later years. £r. Wasserzug addresses himself particularly to those wbo bave already plaoed tb£tmelves undor the care of ignorant ad-!* vaciislng charlatans from whom tbey have* received no ben* flu, and wbo In tact havodone them more harm than good.

Preserve this circular for future use, ox!.,^ please hand it to *orne friend. Call at hi* office, or address

DR. WASSEBZUO,"

No. 202 Main St., Cor. Second, Terre Haute.

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Who are sufierlng from theeffectsof yautbfUl Indiscretions (Seminal Weakness), among many others, showing 6ome of the following symptoms: Nervous Debilityk Impotence (sexual Incapacity), Lassitude, Weakness of the Back. Defective Memory, Confusion of Ideas, Dull and Loss of Brilliancy in the Eye. Aversion to Society, Despondency, Pimples on the Fac*. Loss of Energy, Frequency Oi Urinating. You a ay be in the flrst stage, but remember you are fast approaching the last. Do not let falso pride and sham modesty deter you from at* tending to your agoclxlng ailments. Manv and. many a bright and natur«Uy gifted young man. eudowei with genius, ha« permitted his case to run on and «a, until remorse racked his In:ellect and finally death claimed Its victim. -i

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Married or single, who are prematurely old as a result of excesses or youthful folllea, and who are troubled by too frequent evacuations of the bladder, often accompanied by a burning or smarting sensation, and finding a deposit of ropy sediment in the urine, causing nervous debility and loss of vitality, weakening the system In a manner the patient cannot account for. In all such cases a perfect cure Is guaranteed and a radical restoration of the Qenlto-Urinary organs. All who are succumbing to the banefol practices among their sex, In these modern liiaes will bear In mind that he will secure for them a complete and radical restoration. Possessing the ability and experience, he wou.d prevail on sufferlug men to favor him and yourself with a call, His treatment is a simple one, but It embodies the principles that sustain and mak« life pleasant. Renovation—not prostration—Is tli» true medical philosophy. Your family physician, no doubt, will rack, strain and convulse your feeble structure will numberless nauseous drugs. Dr. Wasserzug has happily afcaudeaed this Ignominious and fatal mode of treatment, and the more enlltheued world is dally recognizing and ardently receiving his new departure from the well woru ways of conventionalism. .. Ladle* May Csosult ti»e Doctor'®

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Allow me, once more, and lastly, to impress upon you if afflicted, tbe necessity of a p*ompt and immediate cure, as each hour and every day hastens you to the grave and lessens your chance of recovery—to say nothing of tbe increased cost. Bo do not longer delay, I Implore you.

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