Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 3, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 July 1883 — Page 7

THE MAIL

.1 PAPER

FOR THE

PEOPLE.

Lost at Last

BY WM. B. EYSTER,

tntbor of "One of the Family," "Drifting to Doom," "Captive Corinne," etc., etc.

JOommeawl in The Mnil, M«y 5. Back numbers sent to tiny addroui for Ave ctnte a eopy or aub-teriptlouH may commence from that date.]

CHAPTER XXVI.

MR. PEMBERTON FINDS SIMMERS. Mr. Pemberton the detective, was not a man of immense moral stability.

The pursuit of rogues and thieves and the unraveling of criminal mysteries was his especial business, and he was loyal to his employer as far as the matter in hand went. Indeed, when he was first applied to, with a proper retainer, not to discover a thing, that loyalty would and did lead him into the strangest mental obtuseness Imaginable.

If, however, he picked up, in the course of his business, any collateral threads, he was apt to run them out to their legitimate conclusion, to hi%own occasional profit.

In this Porter ease, into which be was inducted with due caution, b*, bad found some of these coincident clews, and did not intend to let them drop.

One of these was the matter of Sile Bi miners. He was wanted very badly but Mr. Pemberton, having decided that hisonly use was as a witness, went about finding birn in a leisurely way, taking good care that he should not be scared out of the country.

It was a good plan to try and worm as much knowledge as possible out of him

before

anything likeuri arrest was made.

That plan gave iwn chances, since he could try him again when be was under lock and fetter.

There were easier things in the world, however, than to find "the old man." Marah and her husband had dropped out of sight hoes use Pemberton and the re*t went off on a false scent, but Simmers disap|»eared totally, and there was no nign pointing In any direction, though the detective searched vigorously.

At the last moment ho succeeded in uneHrthing his man by a device so simple that he hnd not thought it could possibly succeed. in several of the dully papers in Philadelphia and New Pork he inserted an advertisement: "SILK—Will you please to communicate with the friends of A. S. and help clear up the my»t ry? He Is innocent of crime and must n-^t be sacrificed."

The advertisement was the same in all the papers, but different signatures were glveu as addresses to which answers in"ht be sent. li^i'«re many days there camo an answer in a great sprawling hand, which suggested a possible interview, if properly bedgea around with safeguards to protect the writer, who suggested that lie had money enough to take care of himself with, and intended to do it.

One or two letters passed between the two parties, and then, one evening, a boy mot Mr. Pomberton and handed him note: "IKA« St it: You follow this boy right away, without saying anything to anybody,"and ho will take yon to the man you want to see. He is watched and so are you, so there's no use to try and set up any game, an I don't mean to be brought iutoany trouble."

Pemberton besitated. There was no doubt, then, but that Simmers was In the citv, but to throw awsy this one chance of meeting him was'like dropping the legendary needle in a haysurckand thon expecting to find it again. lie was a bravo man—as his businoss required hlin to be—and did not, at any rate, believe that evil was intended httn. So, alter that momentary irresolution, looking sharp.y at the boy to Impress Ills featureN ou bis memory, he told him to lead ou and be would follow him.

If it'a all the same to you, an' I don't look too dI*reportable, wo kin walk aide by side. There's another boy ahead an' another boy a-follerln'. I'm to see that you don't give us away. Jist you tlx yer peepers on' that little chap with the'long tails on t'other side of the street up there. That'a Stumpy, an' you go for him." "If they dout seem Inclined to trnst me, they certainly uan mean no harm, or this little flock would hardly bo in their confidence. There must certainly be something of moment in the revelation this Simmer's can make."

With such thoughts as those to put his mind at ease, Air. Pemberton followed the redoubtable stumpy, and found, as he had expected, that they were bound for a disreputable section of the dty. Once he turned to the youngster at his side: "I say, young man, whereabouts are we drifting to? You may as well let me know how far I have to go yet."

Yos, I mout only you mout get discouraged, an* then where would me an' my pards come in at? How would the Falrmount water works do to real yer bones on? or would you sooner try (Jirard (\Uege?" "Thank you. 1 prefer something a little morenfceijr." "Well, then, you keep your eye on Stumpy. He won't show you more than once where vo stop an* I'm goin' to git."

With these words warning, the boy dodged away from his side and disappeared in the mouth of a narrow sides'lev, where pursuit, with the start that he had obtained, would have been use-

Let him go,"thought Mr. PembeHoo. "There Is one consolation. The poetic Stumpy, with the long coat-tails, can not go "much farther, unices he can walk on the water. I aee that Simmers has decided to meet me where there shall be every possible avenue of escape, and I've no doubt he knows tbeui all.

At this point his meditations wet* out abort by the actions of Stumpy, who stopped in front of a tumble-down old tenement, pointed to It. and then, lifting one foot, *tnick against the sole of his hoot. Having done this, he, too, disappeared as suddenly as the other

fVmberton advanced to the spot on which the bey bed last stood and looked in the direction indicated, and bad no trouble in understanding the meaning of the motions of Stumpy. A cobbler** shop waa undoubtedly the place be was

He went into the lHUe room. At the farther eod there waa at open door, and standing in the frame "-a* the verr man for whom he had searched

verr man for high smd low* He dowd the front door behind him and having advanced a few pace*, two men iSood confronting each OOthe

MT.

"Is this thing on the square, or not?" •aid amzDen, a lltUe aaxi

Honor bright, it is. May be you recognise iiift—1 ui Pemberton, the detective—but I pledge you my word as a man that, to-night, my only object is to find out something in regard to what

^'Sit*downTbere. The boss has gone out, and you kiu take his bench no one kin see you through the winder. Now, of course, I don suppose you ve been buntin' me down for nothin' gnt at the meat of the business first thing, fer I haven't much time to tarry. What you

fi^'hForgmyaelf,

you're

all the time what do you

suppose? In this thing I think there may be something for both of us. if

not too deeply in the mud. When

I went into the business of finding Porter's niece, one of the clews pointed toward you, so we raided your ranch. "We

found

Sidney there, but you had

skipped out, I took the liberty an ransacking the shanty. Between you and me, what is the story of those baby clothes, carefully done up in a bundle, in the old chest?"

Sile evinced no astonishment at the question. He smiled slyly, and responded, quite bis &H86? "That's the way I like to see it. Modesty don't pay in this world, er I would not be starvin'. When you get a squint at a job that might make a cotafortable livin' fer another man, you try to snatch the bread and butter right out of his mouth, and cram it in your own. Come, now, tote fair. Tell us what you know about it, and blamed ef I don't make a clean breast."

There was much of truth and sincerity in his tone, that Pemberton, who had nothing to lose by confidence, went oo: .,_r "On the bundle

was

marked 'Wednes­

day, August 13tb, 1866. I didn't think these things would be kept in the Simmers family so long for nothing, and I looked around to see what bad happened that day and, of course, that wouldn be hard to do, if it was twenty years ago. This Colonel Porter bad a little nephew lost that day—a boy supposed to have floated away in a boat that day, from near his father's residence, a few miles bolt) w» "Now I don't say that that child, which was found in skeleton shapeayear afterward, was drowned or was murdered, but I do say that you know something about it. "There was an offer of ten thousand dollars reward for the child—that is good against the estate to-day, if he is found alive—and a thousand to prove the manner of bis death. So you see its worth looking into."

At the mention of all this money, Sile Simmers gave vent to a whistle of surprise, though he was not thrown off his guard. ••First and foremost, I kiu prove that on that 13th of August. 1856, I was on a whale-ship, coinin' back from the Arctic regious. so I Wasn't in it. Neut, what share of the reward you goiu to give mo "•You're in a rush about that. Who knows whether there will be any reward at all If I get you out of this last scrape about Porter, and I'm not sure yet that can—you ought to be satistied." "That scraped n't bother me much it's going to give some one else more trouble. I ve been under an oath to keep dark, but that's cleared off now, an' 1 kin toll you all about it. Say halves an' I'll split."

It took some little persuasion for Mr. Pemberton to come to the point of agreeing to such a sacrifice, yield he did, at last, and Silo went on with his story, which was, in substance, this "There's a good bit move said about me than's true, but I'll own up, my old man WHS awful bad—in streaks. This Porter had him under his thumb, and was wlllin' to pay well, resides, an' he had him steal that child, and I s'pose, wanted it put out of the way but that last the old man hadn't the heart to do, an' kept it as a kid of his own. When I come home, I took a fancy to the little shaver, too. 'iHymud-by the old man got a bullet in his back, on board a schooner he'd climbed into in the night without hailin'- the watch, an' though be got away, the time had come to pass in his checks. He told me all about it, an'that he'd gone back on Porter, an' wanted me to swear to keep it to myself, as he'd swore to the colonel. I give him my oath, provided Portcf didn't try to kill the youngster.

He did make an offer to me of what he'd do, if he turned up missin', but I give him piece of my mind, so by that time the colonel had the schooner business agin me, and 1 had the baby biz agin him—we moved easy-like. "He paid me a fair sum, an' the youngster roughed it down at the old shanty. Afterward he went away from me, for his own good,an' I kept a-draw-in' on Porter an sendin' him the money. "Now ih« colonel Au tried to kill him an' I'm clesr of my oath. Kin we make our ten thousand 7"

From time to time the detective interrupted with a question or sa, and when Sile had finished, he knew the story aa thoroughly as It could be known by any mere telling. One last question be gave betore commitlng himself. "And is this child, whose name you

ii a ii—i Jtn

have not yH mentioned,living or dead?" "Livlng~«nd he is called Arthur Sidney."

Pemberttn waa almost as much thun­

der-struck

*s Lonviile Porter had been.

"But—bit—If that is so, has he—baa he married——" He bastft married anybody. All this mix is Porter's mistake. Our Sidney is tight enough in jail, an' charged with murder but the Sidney that was up at Elm Lodgf that night is off with his wife, and, 1 hope, safe

jfn

New York."

"Then *bo committed the murder, wboee corpe was found, and what did young Pomr mean by saying it was hia cousin's?" "I'll telivou tbe gospel truth. I bad comeatTW* the other Sidney,and knowin* eomethng of tbe joke, felt like helpin' him. lhad some talk with Porter as I was waling, and then started off to find my nan. 1 wandered around a little, heard the sport of a pistol an' the noise of a splaat, an' some one came runnin' toward that I seen was this young Porter. "I stepied behind a tree an* gave him 'one for ka nob' that sent him endways. I give a Vok to make sure who it waa, an' tbutd back toward tbe house, when I met tb other Sidney carryln* bis girl that be'* stole away from the boon. He had cut cm his head, an1she wasn't more thn half awake, but we took to tbewatr, dropped down a piece In a boat, aid takln* across tbe country, they donbto back toward New York. A little mah-up came nigh puttin' their light at, bat they're all right now. an' soot as tbey get square on their feet, Mr. Ofcmei mbrll hear sounds from home' "Slamers, I believe more than ever you all the troth. I suspected that thin£ eenat altogether dean when tbejftent for me on the case. I tokl him to uwt me, and he wouldn't do it now! I*atpeo to work for my own Inleiusla. I him mi come not far the lost heir.**

That's your best hold. Kind, Isint a foatia' yoa altogether. Yon brought

Slllill8#l

yourself here to pump me, an' you've got a stomach full. I kin tell you where to find Porter's niece, but that won't do no good. You just go up «n' interview the wy you've got in quo* -i' hear his story. He don't know tbe "i 'sas I've told 'em, but see if bis story 't agree with mine." "And at that rate I'll have to look after young Porter and ferret out the mystery of this other girl. You don't understand that?" "No but there's a story there that it won't be bard to unwind." "One thing more. How did this young fellow come to beat your shanty, and why did the Irishman say it was the man he had held as a prisoner?" "He got there that morning, and he came there because be had been treated rough,

and

his baby-home was tbe place

to run to cover when he was half crazy. Tbe Irishman beard him say his name was Sidney, an' that was enough for him." "Ten thousand dollars! Well, I'll take that trail, and Mr. Lonviile Porter must look out for himself but meantime something must be done with you. How do I know when I want you I can find you?"

As Pemberton spoke he arose and looked inquisitively at his

"When

ye're

vis-a-vis.

yon arrest Lon Porter, show

in earnest, an' need me, I'll be •round just now Ihink Id better retire." The doorslammed suddenly, and there was tbe noise of a key turning in the lock and retreating footsteps.

It took Mr. Pemberton—taken off his guard—fully a minute to turn the key with a pair of skeleton nippers. By that time Sile Simmers bad vanished, leaving an open window as tbe secret of bis exit. "Weil, well, confidence is not one of bis failings, but he needn't have been afraid I'm on the square with him. If this should prove a true story, I thank it means woe to the house of porter, though."

CHAPTER XXVII. AN AWFUL FALL.

Lonviile Porter's restless brain bad not been quiet a moment since tbe miserable hour when his hand caused the death of Pauline.

He caused tbe fatal fascination that held him to the spot, and yet was unable to yrest himself away.

Marah had become, more than ever, a passion with hiin, and he vowed to hiinsea, that at whatever cost to himself, he w'tild remain until he was assured as to hf'-r fate.

When the colonel left him, without Ay explanation as to the cause of the Acitement so plainly to be seen, someKiing within told the young man that fiis father had news of Marah, and that 'news he decided he, top, musThave. in fierce impatience be" chafed until it seemed safe for Dim to move, and then, saddling a horse, he rode over to the station irom which Le believed the message had been sent out.

The operator was alone, and a stranger. He looked up at Lonviile as though he owned at least two-thirds of the adjacent railroad.

Lonvillestepped up to the counter and handed him one of his visiting-cards. "You sent out a telegram for my fathor this mcrning. Would you let me see a copy of it?" "Very sorry, but it is against the rules. You will have to bring a written order from tbe party addressed. Tbe message has already been delivered."

Having said this much, the young njan went back to his occupation 6P\wftindiif,J brass without any sign of his knowing to Porter's further existence.

Lonviile looked at the man sharply. He appeared a stranger and impecunious.

As a substitute he tnight be open to solid argument. Accordingly he produced his purse with some deliberation and counted out twenty-five dollars. "I have no time for argument or identification. The message was addressed to my fa her, and concorns me as well. You have my card. I will sign my name in the delivery-book, and guarantee to keep you blameleas. Let me see the message."

As be spoke, Lonviile pushed the money toward the operator. At sight of the well-filled pocket-book tbe eyes of the latter twinkled and twitched.

When young Porter had finished speaking, he arose with much alacrity and less dignity. "I suppose it's all right but I am only a sub here, and have to be careful."

While he was speaking be fumbled in a drawer among some papers. Then, turning, he banded the message with one band, and plaoed the other on tbe twenty-five dollars.

Lonviile was prepared for the oontents of tbe dispatch. He read it over with apparent carelessness, hastily jotted down tbe address, and with a nod and "thank you," strolled from the office.

Tbe fact of there being a strange and rather irresponsible operator on duty that day. bad placed in his possession the intelligence be was seeking, and now tbe only question waa, how to profit by it.

He galloped home as rapidly as he had come and proceeded to his room. A satchel was hastily packed, and from a drawer he took several rolls of money, amounting to some thousand dollars.

As be crammed this in his pocket, be muttered to himself: "Humph! If I was superstitious I would think of the old proverb, "un--1—• 'have little be that it waa for a purpose. I do not believe that she is dying. This would take

I to Et

Marah wd and it would

___ urope,

not be hard to manage things, once there. The old gentleman could see to having this Infernal marriage upset. Fate has stood in its way all tbe time, and sbe must recognise its finger. If I can only bead off my father."

Hd came down and stood up in the porch a minute, trying to decide bow he should make hia way to New York. "How shall I go?" waa the question that unconsciously dropped from his lips. With a startling suddenness an answer oarne floating up through and from tbe ball. "It makes no difference this is tbe last time!*1

The words struck a cord in his heart that vibrated with a diamal dang. He did not notice that it waa the voice of the cook, quarreling with Jehn to him it was tbe tone of prophecy—"the last time!" A shiver ran through him, and be turned and faced the building, looking up at it with tbe yearning for hia youth that at times oomes to all men who have strangled innocence. "Is that a threat or a warning Perham the latter. I feel strangely like one who la followed. If the single hair thomld break, the sword of justice would fall. Yea, It is for the last time. "I moat seek tbe dty by a route on which I will not chaoce upon nay tether and whatever may he my fate with Marah. here I will never return."

In what guise Xemesia was after trim be never goeaeecL bat went winding away to meet hia destiny.

M*

It was night before he reached New York, but ne knew something of the dty, and he bad the address in his pocket.

So far it had cost him twenty-five dollars. He never stopped to consider whether that was payment in full, or whether he might not be goicg to daim a corpse.

He was more afraid that his father had been before him and removed her. It was a game of cross purposes now, and he was to fight the colonel, as well as the rest of the world. He was on the trail, and if balked to night, would follow it up to-morrow, no matter where it took him. In time he found tbe house be sought.

A lad of fourteen or fifteen was com ing out. A five-dollar bill made him amenable to reason.

A few questions and explanation) and Lonviile stood in front of Sidney's rooms, while his young guide, who had been out and consequently ignorant of Colonel Porter's coming, was carelessly retracing his steps down the stairway.

No sounds came from within. With a fear that he would find his pretty cousin flown, Lonviile, without tbe ceremony of a knock, threw open tbe door and entered.

Several hours had elapsed since bis father's visit, and he had not returned yi that time.

Edith had stolen out to see her fathor again fur a few minutes a woman was Bitting at some little distance from the bedside, fast asleep from that sudden exhaustion that will often follow a bard day's work, and Marah, still awr.ke, was staring at him in the weak helplessness of terror.

It took but little to unhinge her nerves

over his eyes. "Marah, dear," he whispered, do you not recognize me? Hush.aonotscream! On my soul, I mean you no evil. I will protect you from my father and all. I am the truest of friends, tbe only one you have in the world. You would not believe in my love now when you need it, lay fast hold on my friendship."

She did not interrupt or answer, but looking beyond him, kept her eyes fixed on the door through which he bad entered.

Edith would be back soon, and in her alone had Marah confidence. "Answer me, Marah—will you not trust me? You are in two-fold peril, and I have come to save you. Has my father been here "He has, Lonviile Porter, and he will be back soon again, unless he believes that the draught he gave me has sent hie to sleep forever. I trust him no more than you. He has dragged away from me the man of my heart, to consign him to-prison on a false charge, so that 1 will be helpless in your hands but I defy you. YAU may kill me, but you shall not triumph in your wickedness. That, at least, is provided for. If you kill me, you shali hang for it, and my ghostabali haunt you." "Marah, is It possible that you do not yet know the whole horrible mystery Listen and see if you do not repent on vour knees of the deep injustice you nave d°&e us. If it strikes you senseless and blind, blaine me not since you will not beliove that we have been acting for your good, I must even tell you what hideous thing it is that we are trying to prevent, and ret, let me swear to you in the presence of my Maker, that I knew

JJL this story or recognized the mad •fWyjfrositv you call your husband, until afteryou ba" him. Will you listen

ad left the house to marry

Before tbe honest truth in his eyes, Marah quailed. For the first time she was ready to believe that Lonviile might really toll her of an actual gulf between Arthur Sidney and herself what if he should be proven to be mad "I will," she answered, "but be speedy. We will not be long here alone." "Perhape not perhaps, when I have told my story, wben I have proven it to you beyond a doubt, and you have a little recovered from your horror, you will let me take you from this miserable den, and be your guardian angel aud protector. Listen."

He stt down upon the side of tbe bed and began after a time he took her band in his and held it in a tight clasp. Spellbound she listened as he told her, almost word for word, the story as bis father bad told it to him the night of tbe wedding.

And sbe believed bim. It was no wonder that in her weak state, the words of Lonviile, falling from his lipe with every accent of believed truth, should strike home to her heart

It had been very hard for her to believe in tbe utter depravity of her uncle's heart, and this showed a clear solution of what, so far, seemed to have but one, and another solution.

Sbe dropped down without a word, petrified at the gbastlinees of the fate to which she had wen drifting.

Lonviile momentarily expected that she would die under his band, and half wished he bad not risked the one des-

Eopee

erate method by which he might perwin ber for himself. "Look up do not die under what Heaven knowa I would gladly have spared you! It is terrible, but you are not forsaken. Spite of all, my heart is as warm for you as ever I would die to save you a single pang. "My father is exasperated, but let me provide until his anger is spent tbe law will right this terrible wrong, and there will be a future and happiness in store far you. 3iek, worn, half dead, murdered, perhape, through our criminal neglect, you are Marah stilll."

His words were kind and hie tones pleading what woman, under tbe drcuinstances, could have beard tbern unmoved? Her little fingers doeed on hia hand with a grateful pleasure. "Mine at laat!" muttered Lonviile, with a flush of exultation mantling his brow. "Whateartly thing aball separMUS US DOWT"

With all the dangers and diffleultiee before bim, be could have shrieked in triumph—would have shouted-—and in that very moment there waa tbe sound of a footfall, a door opened, and leaping to bis feet with a curse, be stood face to face with Mark Renfrew. "Tbe man I waa seeking what kind wind of fate brought you here—tbe laat place I would have thought to find you! You and I have an account to settle, Mr. Porter, one to be settled in blood. Where la my sister where is Pauline?"

Up to this moment there was some hope for Lonviile Porter. A confession and an explanation might have saved him henceforth and forever it waa too late. In all tbe confusion of bis surprise he recognised this fact.

A second look, and be read in Renfrew's face that which said tbe queatiou waa to come to a settlement now, and in blood and be bad not the courage of Ckin to aalu "Am I your atatar% keeper?"

He atammered, muttered a few worda tn an undiadngctafcahle whisper, and looked around in vain for a

'•Guilty, or not guilty? Yon have no wwer, fair** yon? WeU, that qoeatlon to fooUah to ml Mim I know the an-

swer that your cowardly lips refuse to give. It was for you that she left her aunt's roof you decoyed her away at your bands she received her ruin and her death by my hands yuu shall die."

Overhanded, from the back of his neck there flashed a long, broad knife, and on tbe word "die," he bounded forward, with one hand outstretched to dutch, the other high upraised to strike.

At that moment, Lonviile, looking him in the eyes, saw there a gleaming look of angry despair that shivered him to the marrow it was the same that had glared at him in the moonlight by the riverside—It was the ghost ofPaullne.

He feared it worse than the knife. He

could not meet the man who wore it, but sprang away to tbe door before him. He did not notice that it was not the one by ?r!iich he entered. He flung it open and rushed through an adjoining room.

Another door appeared before bim that yielded to his touch. There came a rush of cold air, but wild witETsuperstitiousfear, he neither halted nor looked.

He gave one step forward, and si —into eternity. He dutched wildly afc the empty air, gave one wild scream: there was silence for a»sc-ond, and then a horrid "thud" oame up from the depths below.

Mark Renfrew, following in hot pursuit, was caught on the very threshold by a man who leaped into the room through aside door, and the two stood gazing down at the moonlit mass of crumpled flesh that lay quivering on the bard brick pavement, a sheer fifty feet below.

#[TO

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