Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 32, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 5 February 1881 — Page 2

TA. PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

^^Well, Miss," said Frank, who was rapidly recovering, "I may as well tell you tno truth first as last. I neither fell into the river, nor did I leap in of my own accord. To put it in plain words, I was thrown in by a man who hates me." "What! Some one attempted to murder you. Oh! Mr. Peyton, how terrible!" exclaimed the young girl, quite horror stricken, "Yes,'and I will toll you the whole story. It can do no harm and may interest you a little," and the eloquent young lawyer wont on to state the manner in which he had, when a boy, been turned out of his home, and how his mother had died of starvation.

Upon looking up, at this part of the storv, ho saw tears in his listener's eyes. *nrf the

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THE MAIL

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TERRE HAUTE, FEB. 5,1881

Wheel of Fortune

As Frank muttered to himself, he at- clock cunfc

As ran* mutierea mimwu. uo attempted to sit up, but, after making sev- *. /m_ -A_ if tin eral ineffectual efforts, had to rive it up as a bad job, and sank back with to the pillow.

Attracted by his movements, some one came toward the bed and pulled the curtains aside, and, as Frank looked he met the gaze of the beautiful ~1' whose fact had so startled him the before.

As soon as Frank could regain his breath he stammered out: "Pretty well, thank you, but rather •weak."

Yes, mother said you would be weak •When you awoke. You looked as though you had been in the river when you camo last night. You didn't attempt to drown yourself, did you, Mr.—Mr.—?" and the girl blushed scarlet as she asked the ques-

u'peyton," said Frank, thinking it best to assume another name after what had occurred "no, Miss, thank Heaven, I am innocent of that crime. I hope to live many vears yet. I was in the river, however, and camo very near being drowned." "It must have been venr cold, Mr. Pevt-on," said the young girl. ''Cola well I should think it was. I never had such a chilly bath in all my life, and never want to again. Ugh! the very thought of it makes me shudder even now," replied Frank. "Yes, brother Will said yeuwere very nearly frozen. It was he who brought you in and put you to bed. Your clothes were a per feet cake of ice, but we have thawed them out. But you have not yet told me how you happened to be in the

vounn: lawyer .could

hardly restrain hTmseirrrom kissing the lovely girl's hand. Although plainly dressed, she, with her long, dark-brown, silky hair, splendid, Hashing gray eyes, dainty mouth, ruby lips and pearly teeth, presented a picture that Frank had never seen equaled, and his society had boon sought by many a beauty. lie went on to say how Sharpley had raised him up from a boy his oath of vongoaneo against his two foes the hold which ho now had on both of them, and lastly, how Courtney had triod to mur-

Wlion ho left tho boat," said Frank, «'I crawled out of the water utterly exhausted and nearly frozen. I Btaggered up to your door, and, soeing a light within, knocked, and then fainted at your foot. Tho rest vou know better

you

The young girl promised compliance

years old ou the twenty-first of next No-

wnrnW

Tcmber. Frank started violently. Where had he heard the name and dato before?

Rack his bralus as ho would, he could not bring it to mind. He did not recollect that the minister in Covington had mentioned the one during Ids storv, ami that tho other was 011 the second of the papers which Courtney had taken from him.

Relle went out to get him some breaklast, and Frank lay upon the bed, thinking over the past events and muttering to himself: "Ha! Courtuey, you no doubt count me a fool because I* brought those documents with me, and fell into your trap

easilv, but I think it is the other way. You are the dupe. Those papers, which by this time you have perhaps burned, are forgeries. ••It was doing that work last night thai made me so late in keeping my appointment with you, and hard work It was, too. You renlly spoke the truth when vou declared them to be forgeries, but vou did uot believe your own words. Neither did vou know that I havo the originals, and can produce them at any time. A very good use I have made of those Wank papers Mr. llilliani gave me. ... "The onlv link now wanting in the chain of evidence is the heiress herself, and she is the most important part of all* but I'll And

hcr

power to

With her aid he sat up in bed and, in an assumed hand, wrote a few lines on the paper.

Sealing it up, he directed it to the office of one of the morning papers, and, as Belle's mother said she intended going to market, he asked her to drop it in the postoffioe for him.

All morning he and Belle sat and conversed, she at the same time sewing. Frank, to his surprise, found her highly cultivated, and ne soon saw that she knew almost as-much as a Fourth street "belle."

Continued from Firtt Page* noon, Belle prepared the dinner, which of a bed I will not inconvenience these she and Frank ate alone. poor ftf 'ks any longer" Several hou™ passed aw*, and four

As her mother was away from home at

ing machine, and Frank, feeling almost well, had arisen and dressed nimself. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, laying his plans for the future when he heardthe door open. 3d up Thinking it was Belle's mother returngin' ing, he paid no attention to the sound, night but when the voice of the person who had so unceremoniously entered the

She blushed deeply when she saw „b,e„^d Frank staring so rudely at her. and then, recovering her self-possession said in a sweet voico that set poor Frank's heart beating wildly against its prison walls like a bird fluttering in its tihge: "How do vou feel now, sir?

hardly repress an exclamation of alarm, and his hand involuntarily sought his

Sefend

ocket for some weapon with which to himself. It was the voicc of his would-be murderer, Courtney.

Frank's first thought was, that his enemy had seen him carried into the house the night before, and had come to ascertain whether it was his victim or not but Courtney's first words proved to the young lawyer conclusively that lie had been to the house before, even if his unannounced entrance had not done so. "Good evening, Miss Belle," he heard Courtney say. "My mother is out at present, Mr. Courtney. You will have to call again if you wish to see her," said Belle. "It is not your mother I wish to see but yourself, Belle," said Courtney, as he took a seat near the young girl. "Twice before have I asked you to become my wife, and both times have you refused. I have come here to-day for the third and last time, and I want a decisive answer. I offer you a princely home, with plenty of servants, and now what do you say? Is it "yes" or "no." "No! a hundred times, no! Let me tell you once for all, I do not love you, and I will never marry a man I do not love, no matter how wealthy he may be. I will never sell myself for gold!" exclaimed the spirited girl, as she arose from her seat aud moved further away from the vicinity of Courtney.

The latter seemed greatly astonished at this answer. He nad evidently expected that when the time came for a final reply, the poor girl wonld agree to his terms and become his wife. "You do not mean what you say?" said he. "If I ever meant anything in my life, I mean it now," returned Belle. "Then this is your final reply?" asked Courtney. "It iSj Mr. Courtney," replied the young girl, calmly. "Think over it again, Belle," said the other, half pleadingly. "I have thought it over, Mr. Courtney, and I soon came to the conclusion that you and I were not suited for each other." "I see how it is. You have some poorhouse rat of a lover, but let him beware. I never give UP anything I want. He'll rue the day he ever set eyes on your pretty face!'' cried Courtney, in excited tones, while his eve* flamed with anger at the thought of Doing repulsed by this poor girl, he whom many a beautiful and wealthy young lady would gladly have accepted. "If I have a lcrver, poor or not, he's well able to take care of himself otherwise I wouldn't have him," answered Belle. "Then tell me his name it is the only favor I ask?" said Courtney, eagerly. "I will not. If you wish to know you must find out," said Belle, going over to her machine again. "Is it Frank Milton?-" asked Courtney, and Frank started. "No, Mr. Courtney, it is not," answerlielle "I'll find out yet, and then woe to him. I've sworn to marry you, Belle,

than 1 do. and only the death of one or "both of us I suppose my exertions to keep hold will prevent the accomplishment of my of tho boat, together with the cold water

and tho blow I received upon the head, yOU

oath.

have made mo very woak, but I will not niglv. trouble you much longer. I have a §0 saying, Courtney opened the door good constitution, and will bo up before

to shake

if It is in human

do so. First of all, however, I

must quiet any little fear you may have of mv not being drowned. That is easily done' bv anyone who has brain, and I have been credited with that com mod itv, though one would doubt it after my trusting hueh a scoundrel. ait, Oourtnev."

When Belle's mother came in with Ills breakfast, he asked for an envelope and paper. His clothes were drying at the fire, and Belie, at his request, took his lead pencil tnuu the v«% pMlui,

§0

I go now, but I will return when

(i0 not

expect me. Good-by," mock-

an(j after

night comos 011. I must request you j10ld, slammed it with such violence as -vord of this to any

not to mention a one, not oven your mother, for should mv enemy discovor how ho was foiled he would surely hiro some ruffian to murder 1110. You can let your mother Ixslieve I foil into the river/' said Frauk, earnestly. ... lhiring the recital of his story, of which he lmd only given tho outline, Frank had Ixsen careful not to mention a single name. lormea, nerestraineuuiLnsumuu

retreating across t-he thresli-

the whole house. Tho door be

tween the two rooms was open an inch or two, and Frank had heard every word that was spoken. Several times during the interview he could hardly withstand the temptation of going in and knocking the villain down, but realizing that if he did, it would only make his own case worse without bottering Belle's, and spoil the plan he had formed, he restrained himself and listen

vmtil

to his wishes, and then Frank said, half- What did Courtney mean by laughing, as liespoke: "I have given you my name, and now I would like to learn yours. Youapiwar to bo a school-girl, almost. "School-girl, indeed," said she, with a

Courtney left tno house,

What did Courtney mean by asking Belle if she knew Frank Milton? What made Courtney think be was the accepted lover?

Frank was glad now that he had given Belle his wrong name and made her

"Scliooi-giri, wuwu, wiu sue, mum yeiio ma wrong name auu uiauu uui half-amused, half-injured air,"my name promise not to speak of him, for, inadis Bollo Vernon, and I will be eighteeu

vertently,

she might have mentioned it,

aU(j t^en

everything would be worse for

na pAiirt nftV

wnillH IfTinV

hfi

WAS

him, as Courtney would know ho was living. One thing puzzled hina greatly, why did Courtney want Bellie Vernon to marry him?

It could hardly be for love, for the man's nature was not capable of getting further thau passion. Wnat was ft then?

CHAPTER VI.

THB DOUBLK FACED CARD. For a few minutes Frank remained in the same position, thinking deeply, and then the rattle of the sewing machine in the adjoining room aroused, him from his reverie. Opening the door, he entered and took a seat beside the young girl. "So vou have a lover, Miss Belle? said he' half sorrowfully. "He says he loves me, but I do not and can not believe it," replied the girl, flushing to her very temples. "Oh. I don't moan Courtney, His isn't the kind of nature than can love. You said vourself that vou had a lover." "Ik vou know Mr. Courtney, then?" asked fieile, a Uttle confused. "Yes but please answer my question first." said Frank. "Well, I really cant say whether I have or not, for I have only known him since last night," and as the impulsive girl thus spoke, her large gray eyes, which could at times appear soft and loving, or flash with defiance, sparkled with mischief.

light had "broken in upon out in tones which were a blending of astonishment and delight: "Is it possible thai you refer to me, Belle?"

The scarlet face of the young girl an swered him better than words could have done, and Frank had daringly gvien her several kisses before she eouid manage to break away from him. "Mr. Peyton, why will you berate?" laftTQ CM J3J !si*5 82«« Ji

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY-EV^EKING MAIL

Belle spoke, she went over to the glass to rearrange the nut brown locks which hung down below her waist. "Forgive me, Belle, for I could not resist the teriiptation. Do not call me Mr. Peyton. My name is Frank.'* "Yes, but you have not told me how you became acquainted with Mr. Courtney, Frank," said the artless child of nature. "If you change the Frank to dear Frank, and promise not to whisper a word of it at present, I will tell youdear Belle-" "I promise, dear Frank," said Belle, with a silvery laugh. "Then I will tell you all. Courtney asked if you knew 'Frank Milton, and you said 'no.' I am Frank Milton.' "But why did he ask me if I knew you?" "That is what puzzles me. Perhaps you can make more out of it if I tell you that Courtney was my would-be-mur-derer last night." "Oh, Heaven! and he came to find you!" exclaimed Belle. "No, hardly that. He thinks I am drowned. It is a mystery to me why he asked you if you knew me. I wanted to

in and knock him down, but he withrew before I had made up my'mind. Had it been any other person than Courtney, I would not have hesitated a second, but to show myself to him would be ruining my plans." "Oh, Frank, he will kill you when he finds you are his rival," said Belle, whoso pure heart had gone out to the handsome young lawyer. "Iam not afraid of him, dear Belle. I can whip him easily in a square fight, for you see I do not appear to be a weak man," and Frank looked proudly at his broad shoulders. "But what if he should take you unawares, dear Frank?" anxiously. "He never will. I intend to disguise and arm myself when I leave here toght. Ana moreover, I know the villian now. Before this happened I took him to be a gentleman. Now I know him as a man whose villainy has no limit," replied Frank.

For an hour the two remained talking, and then Belle's mother came in. She had met a friend while at the Fifth street market, and the latter had insisted upon her going home and remaining the rest of the day.

She was a small, good natured woman with a round, comely face, and Frank lined her exceedingly well.

When Belle's brother came home that night Frank considered himself quite well, and although the kind hearted young fellow urged him to remain until morning (knowing as he did all the time that if Frank accepted his offer he would wet sleep on the lounge in the front room), and Belle added her entreaties, still the lawyer regretted that he young lawyi had to deny himself the pleasure, as he had work to do.

Belle's brother was only a year the junior of the young girl, and when Frank looked closely at the faces of both he could see no resemblance that would indicate their relationship. Will had a plain countenance, something like his mother's, while Belle's was one of surpassing loveliness. The young fellow worked as a clerk in a wholesale grocery on Second street, where he had risen from errand boy by his own exertions, and Belle sewed for a clothing house on Fifth street, near Elm.

She did not go into the street without being closely veiled, for she had found the stares of every one she mejt very annoying.

Frank could not wonder at this. Had he met this lovely apparition in the streets he would have stared too.

Our hero had money with him. and knowing: that to offer any to his benefactors would be deemed an insult, he resolved to leave some in the room ho had occupied.

He found Belle's book on tho table turned diown where she had been reading it. In between the pages toward the latter eod of it he slipped a ten dollar bill.

There were four rooms in the house, two roast and two rear ones. One of the two latter was the kitchen, the other, Will's room. The one in front of the kitchem was Belle's and her mother's room, and the remaining one, into which the front door opened, a parlor or sitting room wSiere the young girl sewed.

Frank said he was in a hurty, and taking advantage of Belle's being alone he kissed her several times, ana then bidding adieu to the others, quitted, the house. He had even refused to wait until sapper was ready, for he wished to eat his meal up on Vine street.

As the house was. not far from the-cor-ner, Frank soon found himself walking up Central Avemae. Although it was a dark night, yot the street lamps- gave enough light for anyone to recognize him in the glare,, that is if he happened to meet any one- he knew, not a very improbable thing, as lawyers have hosts of acquaintances. Such a recognition would destroy all of his plans, and to avoid discovery, Frank pulled his hat down over his eyes.

This night was quite different ffrom the one previous. The snow that had fallen then had melted during the dhy, and the ground was now dry and frozen hard. It was still cold, but not bittorly so as it had been when Frank had kept his midnight appointment.

The sky overhead was clear of clouds, and yet the few stars that were out gave very little light, while the fading moon would not put in an appearanee for some hours to come.

It was just a little after six o'clock and the working people were going to their homes. Down toward the river Frank did not meet many persons, but the further up he went, tn» more crowdh ed were the pavements^ Everybody seemed to be in a terrible- hurry, most of them anxions to reach home and get. a warm supper.

Walking up Central Avenue Frank looked around for a pawnbroker's shop, and at length saw the ominous three golden balls in front of him on the east side of the street. Peering in through the windows to see that the shop contained no customer, Frank entered. The same things that are noticeable in all pawn shops hero met the eye. Packages of clothing, jewelry, weapons, musical instruments, boots and hats, together with hundreds of other things were to be seen in all directions. The proprietor was an old Jew, whose name, as the sign over the door announced to the public, was

JACOB SOLOMEN.

Frank went up to the counter behind Tew was standing, and which the old Je leaning over it. asked:

aning

over

11,

asseo

"My friend, nave you any wigs?" "Oh, raw. Blenty. blenty. Yus -1 I viil git him right

11st tell

me de color, and I avay," said the 1 hands one over the of a sale.

Israelite, rubbing nis ie other In anticipation

He had evidently, from the looks of Frank, expected him to pawn his watch or something of the kind, and was somewhat surprised at the other's desire to

taken the earliest opportunity to do so. "Yaw, yaw vat color?" questioned the Jew, peering behind him at a row of green ooxes, and waiting for Frank to speak. "Let's see your black ones, then. It for a masquerade," said Frank, adding to himself, in an undertone, "a masquerade, it is true, but not a public one."

Frank said the first part of this aloud, in order to allay any suspicion the Jew might entertain as to the use he was going to put them to. There was no need of this, however. Pawnbrokers, as a class, are the friends and sometimes the accomplices of thieves and pickpockets that is, they buy the goods, knowing at the time that they are stolen, and without doubt. Jacob Solomen would prove no exception to the general rule.

It was not likely that he would think it anything unusual in Frank's buying the things with which he intended disguising nimself. Cracksmen have often to disguise themselves in order to escape the clutches of the law in the shape of Cincinnati detectives, who are to this day noted for their keenness in following up a clow and nabbing a murderer or burglar.

As Frank mentioned the kind he wanted, the Jew mounted a short but serviceable ladder, and grasping a green box about a yard long, came down with it in his arms and threw it upon the counter. While he was dusting it off with a rag Frauk noticed a square piece of white paper pasted on the front of tho box, and a close scrutiny revealed to his eyes the words "Black Wigs, etc," written in a cramped back-hand, the "etc.," probably meaning whiskers and mustaches.

Quickly removing the lid, the Jew took out a wig of jet black hue, together with a pair of whiskers. Frank winced when he saw how coarse the articles were but he had made up his mind and would not change his plan for so slight an obstacle.

As Frank hesitated, the Jew began to think that, after all, he might lose the trade, so he whipped out another set, which was a little better looking than the first one. Seeing this, Frank looked over the contents of the green box himself and managed to pick out quite a decent looking assortment. "Mine gootness! no von vill know you mit dem on dat is, if you can shange your voice," said the Jew, with a scientific shrug. "As to that, I do not mean to speak much. You know it's all signs at a masquerade, or whispers. But I flatter myself that when I do speak I will hide my real tone effectually. What did vou say was the price of these?" said Frank, pointing to the three articles he had selected.

After a .short consideration, during which the Jew's face was puckered up on one side as if to aid his thoughts, he gave a shrug and named a price which, for a pawnbroker, Frank thought very reasonable. "You may wrap them upy" he said, taking out nis pocketbook. "Nottingelse dat you vamt?" questioned the Jew, with an eye to trade.

No, not to-night. Wrap- them u^ and be as speedy as you can," sai Frank, who was in a hurry to get out.

When* Courtney played that ugly trick upon the young lawyer Rrank had about fifty dollars in his purse, which was in the inside pocket of his coat. The money,, of course, had been thoroughly soaked, but Frank had dried it by holding it in front of the fire in the house on the river bank. Ten of the fifty dollars he had left in the book, as part payment for the kindness extended to him.

The Jew wrapped up the articles, and frank, after paying for them took them up, aud opening tho door, once more found himself in the street.

CHAPTER VII. WHO TAKES THE THICK.

When he stepped into the cold night again, Ffcank looked up and down the street, as though uncertain which way to go. The sight of the tri-colored pole of a barber shop, a little distance above, decided him, and he bent his steps toward it. Never having been in it before, he wa»not known.

TTftif an hour afterward he emerged from it, and his face looked duflBwent from what it had done before.

The heavy mustache had been dyed a let black color. Some persons would not have thought of this, but Frank did, and now he was readyto don th« diBguise. Coming to a dark alley ne sliped i» and put on the wig and whiskers. As the Jew had shown hina how to fasten them on, he had no difficulty in making them stay in their places.

Emerging from the dark alley, Frank took his way up the street until ho came to Fomrth.

Turning to the right he walked along until he came to a window in which he managed to get a good look at himself.

Seeing that all was right, h& walked along, feeling considerably more at

Should he meet Courtney himself, the tter would never recognize him. His clothes were dark,, ana housands of HUMS in the great western metropolis were dressed in tho- same color* therefore no-one could recognize him from his garments.

His black whiskers and mustache gave him a fierce look,, and in the one glimpse ho had obtained of himself in the showwindow on Fourth street, he could not help thinking that in appearance he was like some California gold miner. The od one, and he determself off for such, if

idea seemed a mined to pass necessary.

Upon reaching Vine street, he turned up and entered one of th» dining saloons between Fourth and Fifth.

Taking his seat at a table, he ordered his supper in such a pufi, surly voice as to make the waiter shake in his shoes, and when the heavily bearded miner scowled at him, he hurried off with an idea that if he was not quick he would a a

As a general thing Frank had a good appetite, and this had not been impaired in the least by the cold bath which he had involuntarily taken in the chilly waters of the Ohio. He managed to demolish as much supper as any man in the restaurant, and really got the worth of bis money.

Before finishing his meal Frank hada

There, seated at a table not ten feet away from him, was his earliest end dearest friend, Dick Sharpley, the

door waiting ance.

man-tracker.

If anybody could penetrate Franks disguise, Dick could. Frank knew that if he passed muster in Dick's eyes there was no danger of any other person discovering him.

A dozen times Frank looked up and caught the detective staring at him, and

the miner wasianuuar so jw«, uu. could not tell wberehetod sew him be

fore.

and

1k Mmi jW jgP*,.

It was the bearded face that both-

er^ran™knew

that the detective ate aU

of his meals in this place indeed, he had a crreat many times eaten here himself with Dick, and he resolved to come in the morning again an reveal himself to his friend. The latter soon went out,

Frank, having finished his supper, followed him, after paying what wasdue «t the desk.

outside the evidently 1 appear-

The latter thought he would be there, and so he assumed a walk which was entirely different from his general free and easy steps in fact, it was just the way a swaggering miner might be supposed to walk.

As*he passed the detective the latter scanned him from head to foot with his piercing eyes, but shook his head as if puzzled.

Frank'8 faoe was turned toward him, and he determined to test his diguise still further.

Appearing to notice the scrutiny of the detective, the young man paused impudently. "Hain't wanted, am I, pard?" asked he, in such gruff tones that oven the detective was startled by their very hoarseness.

There was no recognizing Frank by his voice, at any rate. "Not yot. No telling when you may be, my covey," replied Dick, who did not like the impudence of tho seeming miner. "That remains to be seen, old hoss," growled the latter.

Walking up to the corner of Fifth— where the inancet house then stood, but which is now Fountain Square—Frank looked around hiui. People wero hurrying rapidly past in all directions, and at length he heard what ho was listening for. "Hyars yer Evening Times. All about tho double murder, and tho sinking of an ocean steamer—only half a dime."

Half of this was utterly indistinguishable, but Frank knew the cry well. He soon discovered that this loud shout came from the throat of a very small newsboy in front of the market house, and upon making a signal the boy hastened over to him. "Paper, sir Times?" said he. "Yes, the Times," said Frank, handing the boy a quarter and tell him he could keep the change to go to tho theater. "Yer a gentleman, sir. I war iest wishin' to go to Woods' wid Paday Flinn. Long life to her honor," and the boy, as he spoke, handed Frank a copy of the Times.

Getting under a gaslamp, Frank ran his eye down the column of boardinghouse advertisements. He soon saw one that suited him, and noticing the direction, put the paper in his pocket.

The advertisement read as follows: TXT ANTED—BOARDER—X middle aged gentleman of good address can flnu a homo with a private family In the West End. References given and required. Call at No. Seventh street, between John aud Smith.

Waiting till a car ou tho "Blue Lino came along, he boarded it and was soon speeding down Seventh street.

Five squares from Vine were passed, aud "John street" was called out by the conductor. Alighting, Frank, after a little trouble, succeeded in finding the house he was in search of. A servant showed him into the parlor, aud soon afterward the mistress of the house made her appearance.

Frank introduced himself as Mr. Peyton, and stating his object, said he would call again the next day with a well known citizen, who would serve as his reference.

The lady was a widow with several children, and she owned the three-story brick she lived in.

Although Frank's looks were rather unfavorable, yet his voice was not against him, it being a soft, musical one seldom heard in a man (he spoke in his usual tones) and the promise to bring a reference with him, decided the lady in his favor.

Bidding her good-night, Frauk left tho house and proceeded to go up town again. Reaching the- "Gibson House," he entered his name upon the book in an assumed hand, and then went up to his room.

Ten minutes afterward Dick Sharpley entered the hotel and looked into the register. The last name entered was F. M. Peyton."

Unknown to the young lawyer, Dick had tracked him down Seventh street, and "spotting" tho house he entered, had waited until ho came out, and then followed him up-to the "Gibson."

He expected, to either see some familiar name in the- register, or else recog nize the hand writing, but in both

He was in the dining room, at an early hour, but it was not long before he had a steaming.breakfast before liim.

Dick was well acquainted in the place, and the moment he canto in, his breakfast, together with the morning's paper, fresh fromi the press, were placed on the table just at the other sidofrom where Frank sat.

The detective ate his breakfast slowly, glancing over column after column of the still kunp Commercial.

Frank watched him closely, and several times when the detective looked up he met the

gray

eyes off the hairy faced

man fixed upon him. Dick was a tall, athletic, quick moving, sharp looking (and sharp named) man of about thirty-six.

Frank, the night before, had made the barber dye his eyebrows with his mustache, and now there was no danger of these betraying him cren to eyes accustomed to penetrating disguises.

Sadden ly he saw the detective start and eagerly peruse something in the paper. ^At the same time be caught the muttered words: "Heaven! can it be possible that he is

In his effert to keep from laughing, Frank nearlv choked himself. "Mav I ask what has disturbed you? Some policeman cheated the gallows by drowning, I suppose?" said Frank, and as the hoarse voice reached the ears of the waiters they trembled for fear.

Raising his piercing eyes to the faoe of his interlocutor the detective scrutinized him for a few seconds, and then said* "I don't see that it matters to you," speaking slowly and not removing his eyes from the bearded faoe of the miner. "But by Jove It may though!" be suddenly added, glancing suspiciously at the clothes Frank wore, as he spoke.

Pointing out a paragraph, he handed the paper to the other. Frank took it and cast his eyes over -the place pointed out by the detective.

knew what he was about to see even before be looked down, for he had written it himself.

He thought be saw a gleam in the detective'seyes as their hands came in contact, but a second look showed nothing, and so he turned his ga» on the paper. It read as follows: MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE OF LEAD-

ISO crnzEK.

Frank Milton, a young but rising lawver of this city, has mysteriously disappeared, leaving no traces behind by

means of which he can be tracked, it still living. When last seen, he, with an unknown comrade, hired a skiff from the night watchman at the ferry. They set out for Covington night beforo 'ast, after midnight. 011 important business. This is the last heard of them. Some say they must have been drowned, but aisput was found by the" owner the next morn-

thls is disputed by the fact that the skiff

ing, pulled high up 01* the shore at the foot of Central Avenue. Milton's friends at court fear that he has been foully dealt with, and would be glad to hear any news of him.

Part of this Frank had written himself the remainder had been added by the editor of the sheet.

As the seeming miner handed back tho iper, Dick drank his coffee, and th?n waited for the other to speak.

Are you a friend of this Milton's?" asked Frank, gruffly. "I am," replied Dick. "And may I ask what you intend doing, old hoss?" said Frank. "You may," was the quiet rejoinder. "Well, out with it." "There's one thing I'm going to do. my covey. You read that notice in tlu paper, didn't you? The man with Frs|^k Milton, in my mind, attempted foil play. Now I want to ask you a simplquestion. Will you answer it?" demand ed Dick, "All 0. K. Go on," said Frank.

Ho felt sure the detectivo had considered the thing over during the night, and had remembered whore he had seen the clothes that looked, so familiar to him.

Frank was positive Dick was about to ask him where I10 got them, and ex^eoted tho man-tracker to accuse him ot being the unknown man.

The detective dropped the paper, arose to his feet, and bending over tho table, looked the pretended minor full in the faco as he sat there with the cup raised to his lips. "How much did you give for the wig, Frank, and did they throw the beard iiv to clinch the bargain?" wero the astounding words that fell from tho lips of the man tracker." [TO BE CONTINUED.]

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For once in his life Dick Sharpley was puzzled. Just as the' gong was sounding for breakfast the- next morning, Irank went off. He did not mean to eat at the hotel, for he had a desire to see Dick Sharpley and to ascertain how well his disguise would stand the light of day.

MONTGOMERY, Rep Johnson county. 0 TARLTON, Rep Johnson and Morgan counties. 80 HELL, Doerkeeper House of Rep. N WABBUM, Rep Haucoek county. OHP ABBOTT, Kep Bartholomew county E CALKINS, Rep Fnlten county. JNO W COPNBR, Rep Montgomery county W NEFK, Rep Putnam county.

IT ACTS LIKE MAGIC. OFFICE J. M. AND I. R. R. Co., jf JEFFERSONVILLB, Ind., April 0,1871. 'If DB. J. H. BROWN—Having suffered a severe cough for some time past, I was duced to try one bottle of your "Brown Expectorant." 1 unhesitatingly say found it pleasant to the taste, and to act like magic. A few doses done the work foi the cough, and I am well.

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