Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 33, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 12 February 1881 — Page 6

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THE MAIB

THE LOST HEIRESS.

A BTORY OF HEARTH AND H011ES.

BY A PRIVATE DETECTJVK.

CHAPTER VIII. SHUFFLING THE PACK.

To say that the young lawyer was astonished, when the detective ottered these words, would be expressing it too •feebly he was literally thunder-struck.

Here lor nearly ten minutes he had been congratulating himself upon the success of his trick, and it was very humiliating to discover that Dick had penetrated nis disguise. "The deuce!" exclaimed Ffank, as soon as he could recover sufficiently from his surprise to speak, "that is too bad, Dick. I was just llattering myself that I had nulled the wool over your eyes, and now it isn't very pleasant to find out that you have been turning the tables."

Frank spoke in his natural voice now. There was no need of disguising that while conversing with Dick. "Tit for tat, you know, old boy," said Dick "you're the first fellow that ever took me in, and you certainly did so last night. I Hhadowed you down Seventh street and back again to the Gibson. There you defeated me again by signing Peyton in the register in an assumed hand. I was inaa, I assure you. Your gruff voice put me out, too. You would equal Ferrit or myself, Frank, with a little instruction, for you played it well. "During the night I remembered the clothes you wore and who you resembled in form. Tho first thing I did this morning, upon sitting down here, was to look at your left hand. Then I saw the scar on your fore-linger, and hence knew who you were but you acted admirably. I resolved to pay y«u back for the trouble you gave me last night, and have been acting for your sole benefit all along. "Your disguise is well gotten up thore is no mistake about that. By tne way. how did this thing get into the paper?" and Dick pointed to tho paragraph they had just trcen reading. "I sent part of it and the editor put the rest in. Those friends at court must be very anxious," laughed Frank.

As it was early, only a few persons •wore in tho room besides themselves, and there was no danger of being overheard. "Well now, my boy, come up closer and tell me what it's all about. This is a curious business, any way," said the detective, frowning at the waiter until he Retreated.

Drawing his chair up to Dick's, Frank proceeded to relate the wholo story from the time when he met the minister in Covington up to the present. Dick listened attentively, his faeo changing at diflforont parts of the story. When Frank told how ho had Courtney in his power, Dick's countenance was lighted up, for he rotnonibcred tho oath his prntctfc had taken, and how Pierson was the moshes of the net the young aveugor had cast around him.

When he hoard of tho attempted murder his faec was dark and forbidding, and he gritted his teeth in anger. (xmrtney had another enemy now and Dick' Sharpley, tho man tracker, would hunt him "down until he was overthrown.

When Frank told of Hello, and how ho had fallen in love with hor, a smile came on the detoctivo's face, but this changed to a peculiar, cunning expression when Frauk told of tho visit his eneiny had made to the old house, and of his asking Hello whether she knew Frauk Milton.

Evidently ho gavo Courtney credit for more shrewdness and put more meaning on the villain's visit to-tho young girl than Frank hud thought of doing. The koen detective knew that Courtney had some intention in visiting Belle, and n«»w his work would bo to find out what that object was.

Howevor, he did not mention his suspicions to Frank when the latter finished his story.

It would"have lieen useless for him to say ho was with his protege "hand and ulove." for Frank knew that already. I)lck liad always taken a great interest in tho hunting* down of Pierson, and it was mainly through his aid that the young lawyer had boon enabled to accomplish Ids ultimate designs. In week or two the important witness would bo well, and then tho cast) would begin, which could only end in the disgrace of Pierson. "I'll go down with you any time you wish recommend you to the landlady, Mrs. Dun lap. Used to loard with her myself, and knew her husband well lvfore he married her. Nice woman sho is. If 1 don't go down I'll write you out a recommendation but how are 5"ou going to get your trunks from vour "old landlady?" said Dick. "I'vo* thought of that. I can write note in my own hand and bring It to her. She'll be a little suspicious of course, but ain't refuse. I'vo leen there several years and I hate to leave her However, I'll come back when this thing is all cleared up," said Frank. "That is. if you don't go to housekeeping on your own account," aud tho detective smiled as he spoke. "That's fact. Forgot it for a mo tnent, old boy, but I never will again. My plan is arranged, and runs tnus: will, with your help, overcome Courtney, wrost my wraith from Pierson, marry my little beauty and settle down. Now'what about the trunks?" "You will need some jvipsr to write on. Come down to the office. Ferritt's there, and bv this time it's warm and snug, no doubt He's a family man you know, is Bob, while I'm an old baehl"

The two paid their reckoning and went out together. As their destination was only a square distant, they were not long in reaching

The detective's office was over No. West Fourth street, .between Vine and Race. It was reached by a pair of stairs commencing at the street, and just over the door was a small blue sign swinging In the morning breese, bearing, in gift letters, the legend:

SHARPLEY ft FERRITT PKTMCnVK AORNCY. OFFICE, f- UPSTAIRS.

The dcMvtive had a double office, the back room being for private consultation*. The front office was a medium sited room, and in one comer was a lawyer's writing-desk. Between the windows stood a huge two-sided desk with high tools to tit upon, in another comer of the room was a table, the top of which was made of green leather, and which was a perfect litter of papers.

Seated at this hi. desk was Rob Ferrit, Dick's parti a middle aged

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last to serve as a detective. Yet Rob Ferritt was kttown as the keenest of "man trackers," and his honest old red face was a great help to' him. His larger frame showed that he was the possessor of a vast amount of strength, and his mind was e^ual to his Ijody,

As "the two entered the loom, Ferritt wheeled quickly around on the high stool upon which he was. seated, and his kind, benevolent-looking blue eyes went from the face of his partner to

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was, he praised Frank highly, and then listened while his partner, added now and then by a word from the young lawyer, tola the whole story.

After this the three held a long consultation, the conclusion of which was that nothing could be done just then to convict Courtney. They knew it would not do to boldly accuse the villain of the attempt upon Frank's life, for, there being no witnesses, Frank, as a lawyer, was well aware that Courtney could not be harmed. Moreover, even if he was held for trial, Courtnev would hire some fellow to swear, black and white, that he (Courtney) had been with him until one o'clock on the night in question.

Dick promised in a night or two to go down and see the watchman at the ferry. He would do so sooner, but for the next two nights his time would be taken up with other schemes, for he was as full of them as an egg is of meat.

The two detectives toldFrank to be sure and come in on Saturday at three o'clock (this was Wednesday), and they would have some news for mm if possible. Dick then proceeded to write out a letter of recommendation to Mrs. Dunlap, and after finishing it, he handed it over to Bob Ferrit. The latter read it, gazed loving at Dick's chirography, and then, putting it in an envelope, gavo it to Frank, who had in the meantime seated himself at the other desk, and in his own handwriting placed tho following upon paper:

Fr.

"Mas. HINCHMAN: "Please let the bearer, Mr. Peyton, have my trunks, and everything of value belonging to me in the house.

FKANK MILTON."

Rob Ferritt looked over his shoulder as he wrote this order, and when Frank was about to put it in his pocket, with the letter of recommendation he had received from Dick, the detective asked, quietly: "Are you going at once for your trunks?" "Yes I go from here to Plum street," replied Frank, buttoning up his coat, preparatory to breasting the cold air outside. "I advise you to sit by the fire awhile, herein the oflice," safd Bob, his blue eyes twinkling as he spoke. "But I haven't the time,".expostulated Frank. "You wish Courtney to think you dead?" asked Ferritt. "Of course," answered Frank, who wondered what was the drift of all this. "Well, look here, Frank you are really smart, but not quite enough so for a professional dotective. If you go straight down to your boarding house and show that order, I'll bet ten to one that you will not get your trunks, and that all of your plans, which, I must confess, are good onesj will be spilt milk," said Bob, with a smile. "How's that?" queried Frank. 'I rise to explain.' You go to the house and show that order it has been written with green ink, or rather green ink that turns black when dry. Well, if Mrs. Hinchman is sharp (and who ever saw a landlady that wasn't), she'll see at once that the ink is green and fresh therefore she will know that the order has been written within the our. From this fact she will at once conclude that the order is either a forgery or that you are only in hiding. "Of course she knows your handwriting, for you say that you have lived with her several years, and vou must have signed dozens of bills henoe she will conclude that the order is real, and that you are in hiding and not dead. Believing you to be alive, she may refuse to give up the trunks to any one but yourself. "You would havo to take otf your disguise and explain everything to her, and as a rule, landladies have too long tongues to keen a secret. Now don't you think we'll have the pleasure of your company for half an hour longer?" "By Jove, I do that! You fellows are as sharp is razors. I'll dry tho paper at the fire before I go."

There was a stove in the office, and in front of this Frank held the order until it was thoroughly dried. Then, taking leave of his two friends, he passed down the narrow stairs and emerged upon the fashionable street of the Queen City.

It was nearly nine o'clock, and Fourth street was crowded •with hurrying business men, sturdy* porters, school children, finely dressea ladies and young men of leisure, or to give the last the name they richly deserve—loafers.

Wagons and* carriages were rattling along the streets in such numbers that it was a dangerous undertaking to cross, and had it not been for the efforts of the gallant, bewhiskered policeman, near the postoffico, the ladies could not have ventured the undertaking at all.

Rows of carriages stood in front of the large dry goods stores, but as yet the street looked too much like business. It is on the tine sunnv afternoons that the "birds of Paradise* flock out to do their shopping and promenading. Then, Fourth street might rival any avenue in New York with the number and costly attire of its female {pedestrians.

Turning to the right, Frank walked on for several squares. Men gazed in surmise at the bearded fhiner, but Frank aid not notice them, as his brain was busy planning, and upon reaching Plum street he stopped on the northeast corner^

CHAPTER IX. D&AUKD THK CARDS.

"Black yer boots, sir? Paper, sir? Commercial, Enquirer, Gazette, only half a dime?" criea a newsboy, running up to Frank. "Yes, you may black mv boots they need it Imdly enough," said Frank.

Down went the lxv on his knees and commenced work, laying his stock of paperson the pavement beside hi m. It took some time to shine Frank's boots, for, having been in the river with him, they had lieen thoroughly soaked however, the boy worked with a vim, glad that ha had found a customer, for on this cold morning they were "few and far between." "What do vou do with your money, mv boy said he, putting a dime into the boiotbladk's hand, for at this time that was the regular price. "Give it to granny, sir," answered the bov, pocketing the dime with evident satisfaction, and pattihg his brusbesinto the box. •And what does granny do with it?" asked Frank. "Pay* the rent an" buys eat in's, sir." "Weil, my boy, I want yon to do a job for me, and if you do it right you

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shall have another dime. I'll proceed to explain. Go andget ah expressman and ride around with hun to that number on Plum street, just above Fourth here. Tell him I've got a couple of trunks for a load. Come with him and I'll pay you at Jhe door." "All O. K., sir I'm off," said the boy, taking the piece of paper on which Frank had written the number of his boarding house, and thrusting it into his month, as his pockets were "holy."

Then, with his stock of papers under his left arm and his box under the other the boy rushed off along Fourth street.

Watching him until he had disappeared in the crowd, Fiank turned and walked slowly up Plum.

He soon reached the house. It was a two-story brick, in the vicinity of the church, and going up the stone steps that led to the front door, he gave tne bell a terrible jerk. A servant girl, whom Frank knew very well, answered the summons to Frank's inquiries as to whether Mrs. Hinchman was in, she readily replied in the affirmative, and trembling, led the way to the parlor, and then gladly escaped to find her mistress.

Frank saw he had frightened the girl half out of her senses by his appearance and gruff voice (indeed, he afterward learned that she had threatened to give warning if he came to take lodgings), and he resolved to moderate the latter a little when the other came in.

Mrs. Hinchman, a pale-faced, hard looking woman of about forty, soon entered, and to her Frank told his mission. When she heard it the landlady seemed somewhat surprised. "Why, massy sakes alive!" said she, lifting up her hands and elevating her eyebrows to suitably express her astonishment "there's been a gentleman here before you, sir. He came about an hour ago."

Had a bombshell exploded at Frank's feet it could hardly have stunned him more than these words. The papers which were in his trunk were the ones upon which ho based all of his powers over Courtney. If they were gone, he might as well give up the fight against the man who had attempted to murder hiin, for he was powerless to harm his enemv.

As he heard the ominous words he reeled as though he had been attacked by a fainting spell, and then, with a gasp asked: "Do you know where he took the trunks to?" "Massy sakes! he ain't taken them yet. He said he was a friend of Mr. Milton's poor man, to be drowned in that way and the landlady lifted her apron to wipe away an imaginary tear.

A heavy load was taken from Frank's heart by these words. The trunks were still in the house then but who could this disinterested friend be? His thoughts turned immediately upon Courtney, and he felt sure that it could be no other than his foe. The villain had read the notice in the paper, and thinking that in Frank's trunks there might be something to turn people's attention toward himself as the man who had been with Milton on that night, he had resolved to obtain Frank's possessions.

But how could he find out whether it was Courtney or not? No easier way than by questioning the landlady. "What kind of a man was he, Mad am?" he Asked. "A tall man, with along mustache. He's a rich gentleman, ana lives at No,

West Fourth street. If Mr. Milton ever conies back (and I do earnestly hop he will), he is to call there for his things, It was very kind of Mr. Courtney, don't you think so?" "Very!" replied Frank, rather emphatically. "As he came before you, of course he has the best right to the trunks." "I don't know as to that, Mrs. Hinchman," said Frank, gruffly. "Where did you get to know my name sir?" asked the landlady and Bob Ferritt had done well to rate her as one of the sharp class. "It is on that, Madam," said he, taking the order and giving it into her hand. After reading it the landlady turned to Frank. "That order was certainly written by Mr. Milton, sir, but where is he now? You seem to know something about him," said she. "That is more than I can tell, Madam The poor fellow is reported drowned The order was written by him before he was drowned. He had some suspicions lefore he went to meet the unknown man, but as far as I know he had no idea that the person whom he was to meet, and whose name he would tell no one, would injure him. I suppose you will have no objection to my taking away the things now," said Frank. "Certainly not, sir. That order set ties it all. The other gentleman will have all of his trouble for nothing when ho calls, too," said Mrs. Hinchman, regretfully.

Frank was about to go to his room when he recollected that the character he was sustaining was not supposed to know where that room lay, so he politely requested the landlady to show him up, to which she readily acquiesced.

In ten minutes Frank had all of his things in the two large trunks. He wanted to further convince the landlady that he was an entire stranger in the house, aqd hit upon an excellent plan for doing so.

Pretending to be ignorant of what belonged to Frank and what did not. he several times took up things whicn in reality were part of the furniture, and tried to cram them into the trunks, but the watchful eyes of the landlady were upon hiin at such times like a hawk, and promptly rescued her household goods. "Massy sakes, do you want to put the chairs in too!" she cried indignantly.

Frank disclaimed any intention of doing so, and his earnest protestations of innocence brought the landlady around again. Just as the trnnks were strapped down, there came a peal at the bell. "The other gentleman. Massy sakes alive, now there'll be a fuss," said Mrs. Hinchman, hurrying down the stairs.

Thinking that lit might be his expressman, Frank followed her, and when the door was opened he saw the bootblack with a tall, sturdy man standing there, while a wagon was drawn up near the curb.

The expressman went up-stairs after the trunk, and the landlady quickly followed after him "for," she said to herself, "who knows what these working people will not do."

The bootblack reminded Frank of his promise to pay him. "That's so, my boy," said Frank, "I promised you a dime, didn't I? Well, here's an additional fifteen cents to make up for forgetting you. Keep it for granny, and tell her to buy something nice," handing the hoy a quarter as he moke.

Tlloe yer friend, Mister, now an' forever," said the boy, enthusiastically, pocketing the currency "that!s me, Dorsev Blair, you bet."

The expressman and landlady now came down, the former with one of Frank's heavy trunks on his shoulder. He had just deposited it in the wagon and was poshing it up to the seat when

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another express wagon with two men on the seat came rattling up the street and stopped just behind his. One of the men leaped to the ground, and the driver, putting his lines over the brake, followed suit.

Frank and the landlady were standing just Inside the door, and at a glance both saw who the new comer was.

No other than the accommodating, disinterested friend of Milton's.,. It was Courtney himself!

CHAPTER X.

JMA TRUMPING A KNAVE. As Frank stood face to face with his enemv, he could not help remembering the cold bath he had taken a few nights before, and a shiver ran through his frame as he realized that the man Defore him was his would be murderer.- Then his coolness came back, and he stood quietly watching Courtney, as the latter walked up to the landlady*. "I have come after the trunks," said he. "I am very sorry, Mr. Courtney, but you have come too late," answered the landlady. "Too late? What mean you, Mrs. Hinchman? Did you not promise to deliver them over to me?" demanded Courtney, the color living to his face, "I certainly did,, isfr. Courtney, really intended letting you have* them,

'I certainly did tourtney, and

but this gentleman has a letter right. "What better right than I? I came first cried Courtney. "He brought this with him," and Mrs. Hinchman, handed the order to Courtney, whose eye took it all in at a single glance. "How do you know that this is true? It may be a forgery," said he, looking in turn from the landlady to the beamed stranger. "That remains to be proved in court," answered the latter, in his gruff tones.

With a cry of dismay, Courtney staggered back. The words spoken so emphatically by the stranger were the very same Frank Milton had exultantly uttered on that stormy night when Courtney pronouueed the documents forgeries.

Who was this stranger, then? With eager eyes he looked at the man's face, but his disguise, which had deceived keener eyes than his, did not give him any satisfaction, and the longer he looked, the more puzzled he became.

A terrible suspicion shot through his brain. What if the bearded stranger had heard all that had passed between himself and Frank Milton on that dark night? What if he had been hidden in the office on the wharf boat, and had listened to the whole conversation be tween the young lawyer and himself?

The thought was too terrible for con temptation. Quickly recovering his self-possession, he leaned against the wall ana again perused the note.

How had the man obtained this? Had Frank, after all, told some one of his intended midnight meeting, and had this tierce looking man stowed himself purposely away on the wharf boat, in order to listen to the conversation?

Meanwhile Frank's expressman went up-stairs, and bringing down the other trunk, put it alongside of the first.

Courtney had descended the steps, and was now leaning against the fence. The expressman put up the "tail board," and after buckling the strap to keep it in position, cried out: "Where to?"

For reply, Frank leaped up, and seating himself, told him to drive up Plum. The express rattled off, but there were three persons ridingin it, instead of two.

Who was the third? No other than the newsboy, who had gone for the express. What was he doing in the wagon?

As the man was fastening the "tail board," and Frank was in the hall settling his friend's bill with the landlady, to whom half a week's rent was r^nn wf *1

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owing, Courtney beckoned to the news­. boy, who, smelling a job, came quickly up. Looking around, Courtney saw that there was no one watching, "Boy," said he, "you follow that wagon find out where the trunks are taken. Come here to-night at five o'clock sharp, and I'll give you a dollar for the information. What do you sav?" "Look out for me at five," said the boy.

For a newsboy, lie was somewhat conscientious, and had no intention of betraying his friend, as he deemed the bearded man. In fact, he really intended to warn Frank. If he did not take tho' job, the man might employ some one else, who would serve him* truly, and thus make the case worse.'

Snugly ensconced behind the two trunks, he lay looking up at the blue th

sky, and grinning at the thought of the free ride ne was having. Half a dozen

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squares had been passed over before he

even thought it was time to be showing himself, lie had heard the sound of his friend's gruff voice in conversation with the driver, but could not make out what had passed between them.

As soon as Frank took his seat beside the driver, he said: "Drive straight up Plum," and the man obeyed.

Up Plum they went, passing Fifth, Longworth, Sixth, George, Seventh. Eighth and Ninth in succession, ana turning up Court.

They went up one square, thert along Elm to Seventh again, turning down here and going along the car track. "Well, this here is a jolly go, gents," said a voice behind them, and turning quickly, they saw the newsboy seated on one of the trunks, with his legs drawn up to his chin,.his arms encircling his knees, and a comical grin upon his dirty face. "What d'ye, want in hyar, ye little willain? Git, now, or I'll pitch ye out!" cried the outraged driver. "I've got something ter say ter this gentleman. Guess if I wanted a ride, I needn't have hollered out, need I?" said the boy.

Frank took his seat on the other trunk, and in a few words the boy told the reason of his being there. "So he is going to give vou a dollar, is he, and of course you'd like to get it? Well, lamp out here, go over to Ninth street, between Elm and Plum, and pick out some three story house. Remember the number and give it to Courtney as the one I went to. Make him give you two dollars before you tell him." "You're a trump, gent. I'll do it. Wenever ye want a job done neat, just give a bootblack a dime and a note, and bell bring me the paper. I'm yer friend, I am," said the boy. "Your name?" said Frank, taking oat his note book and pencil.

Dorsey Blair, Senator from Hamil-

Seventh to Elm, turning into the latter street. Frank, with his trunks, was soon in front of the house where be intended boarding. Mrs. Dunlap met him in the hall, and handing her the note Dick had written, be said: "Mr. Sharpley would have come himself, hut business is brisk just at present, and be could not well spare the

The widow read the note, pronounced it entirely satisfactory, and then Frank

and the expressman together carried the trunks up to the front room in the second story. It was neatly furnished, and Frank saw at a glance that he should like his new quarters.

Paying the expressman double fare, ou account of the out-of-the-way route which he had taken to mislead any pursuer, Frank dismissed him, ana then proceeded to.square up.

He put on an entirely different suit of clothes, so as to be unlike Frank Milton in every respect, and after eating dinner with the family of his new landlady, went out wearing a large slouch hat.

Going into a gun store up town, he purchased a neat and deadly little six shooter, with ammunition, and also a medium-sized dagger.

HekneW that the fight was to the death, and that Courtney, suspecting the bearded stranger knew more than he ought to, would hesitate at no crime, by means of which he could be silenced forever.

He had, as he himself thought, committed one murder, and now nothing like a human life—which, to a man already a murderer, is but a petty thing,— would deter him from accomplishing his designs. Knowing Courtney's character as he now did, Frank was well aware of the fact that, in uttering that startling sentence in the hall of the boarding house on Plum street, he was placing his life again in danger, but it had come out under the impulse of the moment.

All of this had been since considered in his new boarding house, and to guard against danger, he had concluded to arm himself. At any rate, there was no harm

in being prepared for the worst, Shoulc tempt upon his fife, "he would be met with something that would surprise him. He had thought that in this deep game he held the winning hand, but now it seemed to him as if there was a change in the deal. Luck was beginning to run in favor of the bearded miner.

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Frank, with his weapons, went home, and after eating a hearty supper, rode up-town again. Meeting the detective, he had a long talk, telling him the adventure of the day. Ho went to the opera, came out about ten o'clock, and then started home.

The newsboy, Dorsey Blair, proceeded rer to Ninth street,* and selecting a three story brick between Elm and Plum surveyed it attentively for some time, with the precision of a connoisseur. Repeating the number over to himself until he knew it, he hastened away to his work, near the postoffice.

Five o'clock nad just struck when Courtney, walking down Plum, caught sight of Dorsey Blair hastening to meet him. "Well, did you see where he took the trunks?" asked he, impatiently. "I did, yer 'onor," replied the newsboy. "Where was it?"

Putting up his finger and pointing to his eye, Dorsey laughed: "li'ye see any green there, gent?" "Not abit butlseea greenback hero," said Courtney, handing the boy a dollar bill "and now out with it what street was it on?" "Ninth, yer 'onor," said Dorsey. "The nuiriber, boy?" "NumWr 197," said the bootblack, slowly. "Are you sure of it?" asked Courtney, suspiciously. "No, I ain't sure. Mebbe I've got it mixed up," said Dorsey, with a cunning leer. "Will this help you straighten it out?" and as he spoke. Courtney put another bill into the willing hand of the newsboy. "That it will, gent. Now, 'at I think of it, the number warn'tl97, but 205. It's a three story brick," and Dorsey, as he spoke, pocketed the money with evident satisfaction.

Courtnev turned on his hoel and went down to Fourth, while Dorsey ran up to Fifth, to sell the remainder of his afternoon stock of papers and polish up the boots of any one who might be in need of a shine.

Courtney had an extensive acquaintance among rough characters, gamblers and the like. Proceeding to a saloon on Vine street, where ho felt sure of finding some of his so-called friends, ho buttonholed one of them and unfolded a slight plan to him. The man, pocketing a V, left the saloon and walked up to 5finth street.

He was not long in reaching No. 20/i, and ringing the bell, stood waiting for some one to come to the door.

At length the door was opened by a servant. "Is Mr. Peyton in, my dear?" asked the smooth-faced sport. "An' who is Mr. Peyton, I'd loiko to know?" exclaimed the servant, a large, round-faced Irish girl, with brawny arms. "The gentleman with the black beard," said the other. "Shure an' I don't know any gintleman wid a black beard, a-tall, a-tall. It is making fun of me ye are!" cried Bidt dy, eyeing the gambler rather suspi-ciously.-L'lO "Not a bit of it, my dear. I mean the gentleman who came to board here this morning. Doh't you remember? he had two trunks," persisted the sport, trying to make the girl say yes. "He came to board here, did he?" said Biddy. "Yes," replied the gambler, quickly, tliinking it was all.right now. "An' ye take thisfora boarding house sir?" question the girl. "Yes," said the sport. "Bedad an'ye've made a foiri6 mistake, me bye. Wun av the biggest men in the city lives here, an' he takes no boarders," said the girl. "But I can't have made a mistake. This must by the place," persisted the other. "Phat! ye doubt me words? Now, look here, ye spalpeen, let me see ye makin' tliracks, or, by me grandmither's ghost, I'll pitch ye into the strate. Git, now!" cried the Irish lass, and the sport seeing that, in a fight, she would likely get the best of htm, retreated to the street.

With a scowl at the girl, to which she replied with a shake of her large fist and a vigorous nod. the gambler walked away. Down town, five dollars soon goes when a man has bad luck, and early in the evening (to night-birds like liim) Dicey Morrison found himself walking down Fourth street, to see Courtney and tell him of his unsuccessful visit, without a cent in his pocket. [TO BE COSmXCED.} ft *,i.1

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Scalds, General Bodily Pains,

Tooth, Ear end Headache, Frosted Feet and Ears, and all other Pains and Aches.

No reparation on earth equals ST. JACOBS OIL a

safr, sure, sitn/ile

ami f/ifflj) External

Hemetly. A trial entails but tho comparatively trifling" outlay nf 50 Cents, and every :tn suffering with pain can have cheap ami jKMiiUve proof of its claims.

Directions in Eleven Languages.

80LD BY ALL DRUGGI8TS AND DEALERS IN MEDICINE.

A. VOGELER. & CO.,

Baltimore, jtfu".. V.5. A,

COMPOUND

SYRUP

WASTING DISEASES

SUCH AS

CONSUMPTION, BKOXCIHNIS, ASTHMA, GENERAL DEBILITY, HKAIN EXHAUSTION, CHRONIC CONSTIPATION, CIIHONIC

DIAKKIKEA, DYKI'KI'SIA, OH

LOSS OF NERVOUS POWER, Are positively aiul speedily curoil by

FELLOWS'

COMPOUND SYRUP OF HYPOPHOSPHITES.

Attention has been calle.i to the fuct that Inasmuch as Halts of Hyjophosph!les are more readlly absorbed by the syMein, they are better indicated asatixlllarieswltii which to improve the Hlood, ami generally to euro Wasting Diseases, than all other iirepnnitionH from Phosphorus. And since Pliosphonw enters so largely into the animal economy. It becomes par exeellenee the best vehicle with which to associate the other vitalizing Ingredients of iiculthy Blood, Nerve and Muscle. In Fellows' Hyrup of Hypliosphltcs are combined all the sufwtanees found necessary to insure robust health, and, whereas, It was Invented with a view to supply every deficiency. lit certainly lias performed some wonderful cures.

IX) not be deceived by remedies bearing a similar name no other preparation is a substitute for this under any circumstances. Look out for the name and address, J. I. FELLOWS, Si. John, N. H., on tho yellow wrapper in water mark, which in seen by holding the paper before the light.

PHICK, $1.50 I'KK Bottljc. SIX KOK 87.50. SOLD BY ALL DRUGGISTS.

MRS. LYDIA E. PINKHAM!

OF LYNN, MASS.

DiscovzBEB or

LYDIA E. PINKHAM'S

^VEGETABLE COMPOUND. Tj^positlv^nre

For all Female Complaints. lb!* preparation, 1U n*me rig-nlfta, conabta of Vegetable PropcrtlM that are h*rmloai to the moat d«Ltcatolnralld. Upon one trial tb« msrlU of thU Com* pound will ba recognised, aareltef Ia Immediate and when

IUomU

oontlmiad, in nlooty-nlM

cmm

in

a

ban.

dred, ap0rman«TiteurcUeffectedA*tlonMnd« will testify. On account of 1U proron merit*, it to-day recommended and prescribed by tb« beet pbyXclMu to the country.

It will c*r» eattraly Uw wont form ot falling of

Um

ntenu, LeaeorrbcM, Irregular and painful Henatroatlon, all Orarian Trouble*, Inflammation and Ulceration, flooding all DUpUoement* and tho con•eqnent *pinal woakne**, and i* especially adapted to the Change of life. It will diaeoire and expel tumors from the atenuln an oarty etage of development. Tb« tendency to canoeroo* humor* titer* checked rery ipeedtly by

its

tue.

In fact it ban proved to be the ffmatMt and beat remedy that baa erer been discovered. It permeate* every portion of the *y»«m, ami giree new life and rigor. ltremorcsfaintaeaMlattiiencr.dettroy an crariag

ior

For

has done thousands of wom­

en more good than the medicines of manv doctors. It is a positive cure for all female complaints. Send to Mrs. Lvdia E. Ptnkbam

Sil!!

«lmulan«e, and reUeroa wnkneaa

of tbeatomacb It cores Bloating, Hcadacbes, Karroo* Proetration, Oeoerml Debility, SleepleNiieac, Depraslon and Indigestion. That feeling of bearing down, causing pain, weight and backache, is always permanently cored by Ms nss. It will at all ttmes, and under all drcumstaa«s% act In-harmony wiUitbe law that governs tbe female system.

Kidney Complaint* of either sex this compound

Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound tsprepared atflaad OS Western Arenae, Lynn, Htm. Price $LS0. Mx bottles tor f&M. Sent by mail in the form ofpflfc. also In the form oftowmw. on receipt ef price, t'JBO, per box. for either. Kin. PDfKHAK freely

IMVWMIIletter*of

inquiry. Send for pam-

(iht. iiihliaawasatwui Mrntkm thU paper. Ko family ifaould be withoot LTD LA E. PTVKHAIT (2TOIPIIX& They curs Constipation, BtUowmes^ Vd Torpidity of the Liver, ttoenttpcr bo»-

JOIIN D. PARK & SOX.

Wholesale Amenta, Cincinnati^ Ohio..

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