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1 "You have an uncommonly cosy den here,
Armstrong," said my friend Macpherson, as
he turned his chair to the fire. "And this
Is a capital weed. Just one thing more, and
our Elysium would be complete."
"And what may that be?" I inquired.
"A bottle of that wonderful old Madeira
four pater used to bring out on high days and
holidays. But I suppose that's all gone long
"Not quite, I fancy. I brought the remain
der of the governor's wine with me when I
came here, and I'm pretty sure there was a
dozen or so of the old Madeira. I can't say
whereabouts in the cellar it lies, but if you'll
come down and hold a candle for me, I'll see
|t I can lay my hand upon a bottle."
"Agreed, nem. con. I'd hold a candle to
a much blacker personage than yourself, upon
such an inducement."
The time was about 8 o'clock on a Decem
ber evening. The place, my private sitting
room on the first floor of the Whittlebury
bank, of which I had been appointed manager
some two years previously. Dick Macpher
son, my visitor, was an old school fellow,
who had just completed a three years' term
of service as surgeon on H. M. S. Orion, and
pending his appointment to another ship, had
come down to spend a week or two with me
ac Whittlebury. Dick was a character in
his way. He was accustomed to describe
himself as a thoroughbred mongrel; half
Scotch, half Irish; half sailor, half surgeon.
Though still young, being barely thirty, he
was not exceptionally skillful in his
own profession, but had a useful amateur
knowledge o." several others. He was a
clever mechanic, and his knowledge of chem
istry, like Sam Weller's of London, was "ex
tensive and peculiar." His special hobby,
however, was electricity, which he maintained
to be not only the light and the power but
the medicine of the future, and he was never
so happy as when devising new uses for it.
He had been greatly disgusted, on his arrival,
to find that the bank was unprovided with
electric bells, and gave me no peace until I
consented to let him supply the deficiency.
In vain I represented to him that electricity
was an unknown force in Whittlebury. He
retorted that in such case the bank, as repre
senting finance, thrift, and other commercial
virtues, was the more bound to set an ex
ample in the right direction; and already, in
one corner of my sitting room, lay a collec
tion of bells, batteries, wires and pushes, to
be used in the execution of the work.
The building, I may here state, had not
been originally erected for a bank, but was
an old-fashioned private house, which had
been adapted to that purpose. The basement
consisted of four roomy vaults, originally in
tended as cellars. Three of them, indeed,
were still used for that purpose: one for coals!
one for my private store of wine, and one as
a receptacle for lumber; while the fourth had
been converted into a "strong room." The
walls and floors of the "strong room" were
lined with concrete; the arch of Ufa vault
cased with, boiler plates, and tha wooden
door replaced by a double door of wrought
Iron, secured by combination locks. Within
stood a couple of strong safes—one large,
one small—of the most approved construc
tion. The only daylight admitted to the
vault found its way through four circular
pieces of thick glass, each six inches in
diameter, let into the flooring of the room
above (my private office), and the only ac
cess to the basement, including the strong
room, was by spiral iron stairs leading from
the same room.
The ground floor consisted of two rooms
only, the larger being the public office of the
bank, the other my private office, above men
tioned. The latter was a small room at the
rear of the building, and had originally been
a kitchen. When, however, the house was
adapted to Its present purpose, the kitchen
had been transferred to the topmost floor,
where also were the apartments of the care
taker—a sturdy Irishman, named O'Grady—
and his wife. There were three rooms on the
Intermediate floor; two being bedrooms, and
the third the room in which we were seated
on the evening of my story.
I lighted a candle, and we made our way
downstairs to the cellar. After some little
search, we came upon a bin which I found
to contain the last survivors of the famous
Madeira. I took out a bottle, and was just
closing the cellar door, when a strange sound
struck my ear. First came two or three
strokes, as of a hammer, but dull, as If the
striking implement was muffled In some way;
then the "scrunch" of a chisel; and finally
a dropping sound, as of falling mortar. With
a warning glance at Macpherson, I opened
the door of the strong room adjoining, and
silently stepped inside. The sounds were
here more distinctly audible; and we could
fix with tolerable certainty the spot from
which they proceeded, which was the lower
part of the left-hand wall.
Closing the door, I led the way up the
spiral stairs into my private office. "What do
you make of that Mac?" I said, as I placed
the bottle on the table.
"Judging by the sound, I should say some
one was chipping a hole through the wall,
presumably to rob the bank," replied Mac
"That is precisely my own Impression.
What a stroke of luck that you should have
chanced to ask for that bottle of Madeira.
Well, forewarned is forearmed; we shall be
ready for them. I'll just go and get my re
volver, and then I'll mount guard, while you
go and fetch the police.
Macpherson looked at me thoughtfully.
"Excuse me, old man, but wouldn't that be
a little bit premature? In the first place, it
is just possible that the sound we have heard
is capable of some innocent interpretation,
and we may get laughed at for raising a
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false alarm. In the second place, if our un
derground friend is a burglar, wouldn't it be
as well to let him make the case a little
clearer agair.st himself? I don't know what
thickness of wall he has to tackle, but judg
ing by the look of the material, and the very
small quantity of stuff that seems to fall
after each blow, I should fancy he had still
a longish job before him."
"That's true enough. That wall is eight
een inches thick, and of the toughest con
crete made. Of course, we don't know how
long the gentleman on' the other side has
been pegging away at it; but judging from
the sound, he has a good deal to do yet."
"Then we need not decide anything in a
hurry. Pull that cork, Geoff, and we'll see
If we can't devise some sort of a trap for
him. There's nothing like a glass of good
wine to help the imagination."
I drew the cork, and fetched a glass from
the cupboard. "Help yourself, Dick, but
you must excuse my joining you. Nothing
stronger than water will pass my lips till
this matter is over."
"Every man to his taste," replied Dick,
holding the wine critically between himself
and the light, then sipping it with reverential
gusto. "I work best on this sort of thing.
Now, to return to the business In hand. I
would much rather capture this gentleman, if
we can, without calling in the police till we
are ready to hand him over to them."
"So would I, if I were under no personal
resojisibility. But suppose our plans failed
and the bank was robbed.! A pretty mess
I should be in."
"No doubt you would. And, if, therefore, at
any moment you cease to have perfect confi
dence in our defensive arrangements, by all
means call in the police at once. But I don't
think you will need them. You agree with
me that there is no fear of an entrance being
"Not the slightest, I should say. It is
mere speculation, of course, but I should
think the burglar has a full week's work
"Good. Then let us see, In the first place,
whether we can fix any probable time for
the final attack. Is the bank particularly
rich just now?"
"On the contrary, just now the cash In
hand is lower than usual. But next Monday
is quarter-day, and for some days after that
we shall have an exceptionally large amount
In hand, as a number of rents and other ac
counts are paid in about that time."
"Then if, as we may assume, our under
ground friend knows his business, he will
endeavor to get in about a week hence. By
the way, who is your neighbor on that side?"
"A French gentleman, the Count de la
Roche. But, good heavens! the count can't
have anything to do with it. Why, he has
£500 in the bank at this moment."
"That sounds respectable, but it is not
conclusive. I am glad to hear it, though,
for in that case we are pretty sure to have
warning of the attack. When the count
draws out his £500 we may reckon that he
has got pretty nearly through the wall."
"I don't quite follow your logic."
"It is clear enough. It is not worth any
man's while to steal his own money; and if
he made the attempt, and failed, he might
have trouble in getting it afterwards. Ergo,
ii the count is the culprit, he will draw it
out just before the attempt is made."
"But why should he have deposited it at
"Doubtless, to disarm suspicion. But we
need not take it for granted that the count
is the man. It may be some other inmate
of his household. What sort of a man Is
"A thorough Frenchman, dark, short and
stout, with a pinched-in waist and small
hands ' and feet. Very polite and compli
mentary. Smokes a very expensive brand of
cigars, which are got down from London on
purpose for him. Dresses smartly, and is
never without a flower in his buttonhole."
"How long has he been here?"
"About three months, as near as I can
recollect. Yes, he opened his account with
us on the first of October, and he had then
been in the town some three or four days.
He told me that he desired to open a draw
ing account as a temporary accommodation,
and that he should always keep a good bal
ance. Under such circumstances I accepted
him without hesitation."
"And what family has he?"
"His household consists of his wife, a
good-looking, rather over-dressed woman,
who speaks no English, and a foreign serv
ant, called Antoine. An old woman belong
ing to the town assists In the housework,
but she does not sleep in the house. An
toine is cook, butler and general factotum."
"What.is Antoine like?"
"I should take him to be a native of the
South of France. He is very dark, with
crisp, black hair, coming low down over his
forehead, and thick, red ears, with gold rings
In them. Smells of garlic, and smokes
cigarettes all day long."
"A very good fancy portrait of a French
forcat. But one can't go much by descrip
tion. We shall know Antoine better by and
by, no doubt. In the meantime, the first
thing to do Is to make sure that nobody
effects an entry without our knowledge."
"How do you propose to prevent it?"
"That is an easy matter. I shall rig up
an electric alarm across the piece of wall
they are working on. The plant provided for
our bell-hanging arrangements will be just
the thing. If you will lend me a hand, I will
have it fixed in no time."
We set to work accordingly. Our first
task was to fix two bells, one in my private
office and the other in my bed room, and to
carry wires from them to the strong room.
So far, we were able to work at our ease,
and to converse when necessary. Now, how
ever, we had to deal with the very wall be
hind which the concealed workman was en
gaged in his felonious task. Still, with un
failing regularity came, first, the tap, tap
of the mallet, then the scrunch of the chisel,
and the fall of the displaced material. As
we could hear him so plainly, it was con
ceivable that he might hear us also, and we
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therefore had to work In absolute silence.
I held the candle while Macpherson attached
with sealing wax a number of silk threads,
crossing the walls in various directions, and
connected in some way, which I was not
electrician enough to appreciate, with the
wires of the bells.
After half an hour of this work, Macpher
son gave me a nod of satisfaction, indicating
that all was complete; and we returned to the
"Thank goodness, that's over!" I said.
"Now, will you kindly explain how it works?
I thought silk was a non-conductor."
"So it is," he replied. "The principle is
just this. No part of that wall can be dis
placed without making a pull upon one or
other of those threads. The moment that
happens, the circuit is completed mechanic
ally and the bell rings. It's not easy to ex
plain, save on the spot, but I'll guarantee
that it works all right. By Jove,, it is half
past 12. I'll have just one more glass of
the Madeira, and then to bed, to think out
my plan for catching the thieves."
We retired to rest, but I for my part could
not sleep. At half-past 2 I got up, and, par
tially dressing myself, stole downstairs and
paid a visit of inspection to the strong Worn.
All was quiet, the midnight excavator having
apparently suspended his labors for the night.
Thus satisfied that there was no immediate
danger, I returned to my bed, and slept
soundly till daylight.
Macpherson met me at the breakfast ta
ble with a triumphant air. "My plan is
complete," he said. "Electricity will tell us
when our thieves break through the wall,
and chemistry shall capture them for us.
Did you ever hear of the Grotta del Cane?"
"The name sounds familiar. Somewhere
in Italy, isn't it?"
"The Grotta del Cane is a cavern near
Naples, tbe soil of which generates carbon
dicxide, commonly called carbonic acid gas.
This gas, being heavier than air, does not
disperse, but lies at the bottom of the
cave, to a depth of a couple of feet or so. If
you send a dog into the cavern he becomes
asphyxiated. A man can walk about upright
without danger, but if he were to kneel down
or stoop below the level of the gas, he would
be asphyxiated in like manner."
"Very interesting from a scientific point of
view. But I don't see the connection with
"Just this; I propose to turn your strong
room Into an artificial Grotta del Cane."
"Much obliged to you, I'm sure. And suf
focate our chfef cashier, or myself, the first
time we go into the room!"
"Not at all. The gas will not be generated
till the thieves are actually in the strong room.
To operate upon the safes, they must of
necessity work at a low level. The gas will
rise by degrees, as the bottom of the cellar
fills. Their only warning will be a slight
difficulty in breathing, which (if they notice
it) they will put down to the closeness of the
vault. A little later they will find they can't
breathe at all; but by that time it will be too
late, and they will fall insensible."
"Good heavens! you would not kill them?"
"No; my intentions are not quite so- blood
thirsty as that. We shall lug them out, and
bring them to life again by one or other of
the artificial respiration processes. First, how
ever, we shall call in a policeman or two to
look after them during convalescence."
"And where is the gas to come from?"
"That's very plain sailing; I shall generate
it when wanted, pro re nata, as we doctors
say. In the first place, I shall cover the floor
of the strong room, to a depth of two or three
inches, with a mixture of sawdust and ordi
nary washing soda, which is a coarse form of
sodium bicarbonate. I suppose you can get
me half a hundredweight without any diffi
"I dare say I could, but it is/a queer order
for a bachelor to give. My oilman will think
I am going to do my own washing."
"Never mind what your oilman thinks!
Then I shall want half a gallon or so of rough
sulphuric acid, commonly known as oil of
vitrol. Lastly, an empty beer or wine cask
to hold the diluted acid, and a few yards of
soft metal tubing, such as gasfitters use. This
tubing, first punctured freely with holes, will
be embedded in the soda and connected with
the barrel. At the right moment we turn on
the diluted acid, and the strong room will be
half-full of carbonic acid gas in ten minutes."
"But if you mix an acid and an alkali,
won't there be a warning fizz?"
"Very little. The sound you hear on mix
ing a seidlitz powder ia mainly caused by the
small area within which the effervescence is
confined. In an open space, like the floor of
a cellar, it will be barely perceptible, and I
shall further diminish it by sifting fine earth
all over the soda, which will make all look
ship-shape, while it won't interfere in the
least With the chemical process. The saw
dust mixed with the soda is to prevent the gas
being generated too rapidly."
"You seem to have worked out your scheme
"I have, to the smallest detail. I laid awake
half the night thinking it out. The only
risky element will be getting the rascal (or
rascals) out of the strong room afterwards.
Carbon dioxide is no respecter of persons, and
will knock us over as readily as a bank
burglar. However, by using due caution, and
holding our breaths while we havo to stoop,
we may venture In far enough to slip a cord
round the body of each fellow, and then we
can drag him out from a safe distance."
I was carried away by Macpherson's en
thusiasm, and after a little further conversa
tion I agreed, though somewhat against my
better judgment, to let him try his plan. He
set to work at once, and before midnight of
the same day his arrangements were com
pleted. The sulphuric acid, diluted with
water to four gallons, and contained In an
old wine cask, was placed in a cupboard in
my private office. The tap communicated
with an India rubber tube, and this with
sundry lengths of composition pipe, perforated
at intervals, which were lying, embedded in
soda and sawdust, on the floor of the strong
room. Above this was sprinkled a layer of
fine earth, restoring the floor to its ordinary
cellar-like appearance. The mysterious knock
ing was resumed from 8 o'clock till 1 a. m.,
but the operator did not seem to make any
Six days passed without any change of the
situation, save that the sound of the excava
tions in the cellar became daily more audible,
showing that the intervening wall was grow
ing thinner. By careful observation of the
sound we satisfied ourselves that the concealed
operator was working at a space of wall some
two feet square, probably intending, when
this was sufficiently reduced in substance,
forcibly to break away the thin remaining
On the seventh day, however, I had a visit
from the count. He had that morning received
a letter from his son, a captain in a crack
French regiment. Cc cher Alphonse had been
playing baccarat, it seemed, and to meet his
losses the count was compelled to withdraw
for the moment the whole of his balance in
the hands of the bank, though it would be
replaced a few days later by remittances from
I instructed a clerk to see how the count's
account stood, and the balance having been
ascertained, he drew a cheque for the amount
and departed with the money. "The plot
thickens," said Macpherson, when I told him
of the visit. "The grand coup is in all proba
bility for tonight."
We watched accordingly. So soon as we
had dined, we took our first position in my
office. Our first proceeding was to cover up
the bull's-eyes In the floor, that no light
might shine through to the vault beneath.
MacpherstA next muffled the clapper of the
electric aIJKi. so that it should give no sound
beyond a faint tapping, sufficient to call our
own attention, but not loud enough to be
heard beyond the room in which we were.
We wore felt slippers, that our footsteps
might be noiseless. I had brewed a supply
of strong coffee, to help to keep us wakeful,
and on the table lay a couple of revolvers,
and some lengths of sash-line wherewith to
bind our expected captives. O'Grady was
told to hold himself in readiness to come
down to us instantly on receiving an agreed
These preparations made, we sat down to
beguile cur vigil with a gome of chess. At
ordinary times we were very equally matched,
but on this occasion Macpherson found me
an easy victim. I could not keep my thoughts
from wandering to the possible issues of the
coming struggle. If all went well, I had but
little to gain; whereas if (an awful "if" that)
Macpherson's plan broke down, and the at
tempt at robbery succeeded, my career as a
bank manager would be utterly blasted. At
this moment I must own I heartily regretted
that I had allowed myself to be drawn into so
Quixotic an enterprise, when I might have
saved myself all anxiety by placing the mat
ter in the hands of the proper guardians of
the peace, or simply reporting it to the di
Macpherson, on the contrary, appeared to be
troubled by no misgivings, and played even
better than usual.
"Fail!" he said, when I suggested the possi
bility of such an event—"we can't tail; any
more than I can fail to win this game, which I
undertake to do In four moves. Check!" I
made the best fight I could, but in four moves
I was checkmated. I was nettled at my defeat,
and determined that he should not again win
so easy a victory. Wit^a strong effort of will.
I concentrated my wJreJ e attention on the
game, and thencefortl£l|>layed as coolly as
though the hidden enjemy were a hundred
miles away. We plfS£d on with varying
fortune till about JU| when the faint
"ting" of the electric' warm, followed by a
heavy thud in the vaulg beneath, warned us
that the burglars hadVpi&de good their en
trance. With a meAJng glance at me,
Macpherson lighted *7 night light, which
stood carefully sereen«Sfin one corner, and
then extinguished th^'lamp, leaving the
room in a dim twilight, just sufficient to
enable us to move about, lie then removed
the cover from one of the bull's-eyes in the
floor, from which a view could be obtained
of the partion of the vault where we antici
pated that the entrance would be effected.
A broad ray of light came up through
the bull's-eye. Going on our knees we could
see that an oblong slab, like the panel of a
door, had been forced from the wall, and
lay In fragments on the floor beneath. In
the vault stood Antoine with his back to
wards us, while through the black opening
left by the missing masonry some other
person, whom we conjectured to be the
count, was handling crowbars, wedges, and
other burglarious-looking implements. When
all were handed.in, the person on the other
side began to creep through the opening,
but, to our astonishment, it was not the
plump figure of the Count that appeared, but
that of a much younger and slighter man,
with fair, close-cropped hair. We looked at
each other in perplexity. Suddenly the truth
flashed upon me. "Mak" 1^ without her
wig!" I whispered;
Again a head appeared at the opening,
and, aided by his friends, the Count scram
bled through, though with difficulty, for his
broad shoulders all but stuck In the narrow
opening. The burglars now proceeded, by
some method which was not quite clear to
me, to fix sconces, holding lighted candles,
to various parts of the wall. They made a
rapid examination of the two safes, and
then, without further loss of time, the Count
and Antoine set to work on the door of the
larger, while the third man began like op
erations on the smaller.
So soon as they were fairly at work Mac
pherson crossed the room to the barrel con
taining the diluted sulphuric acid,and turned
on the tap, after which he returned to his
post of observation by my side. "Keep your
eye on that fellow working at the bottom of
the smaller safe. He Is nearer the floor,
The gas will reach him before it touches
either of the other two." I watched, scarce
ly venturing to breathe, such was the in
tensity of my excitement. Some ten or
twelve minutes passed, and I began to fear
Macpherson's plan was a failure, when the
man he had indicated dropped the tool he
was using; and, after swaying from side
to side for a moment, fell forward on his
face insensible. His fall did not for the mo
ment attract the attention of his comrades,
busy as they were In their own share of the
work. Presently, however, as the atmos
phere became more and more vitiated, the
candle lowest in position began to burn less
brightly, and at last the failure of light
became so marked that the "Count," who
was working at the upper part of the larger
safe, turned round and looked at the can
dles with a puzzled air; finally snuffing
them with his fingers, as if hoping to cure
the defect In that way.
Finding that his expedient had not the
desired effect, he turned round again, ap
parently to consult with his colleagues.
Meanwhile, however, the noxious gas had
reached the level at which Antoine was
working, and with a brief convulsive fight
for breath, he threw up his arms, and fell
senseless like the first victim. Never have
I seen such an expression of terror as came
over the face of the so-called Count, as he
gazed on the fallen bodies of his accomplices.
Already alarmed by the burning blue of the
candles, It seemed to him no doubt that
his companions had been struck down by
some supernatural power. Panic-stricken, he
made a rush for the hole in the wall, but
it was too late. In the midst of his strug
gles to escape the deadly gas overtook him,
and he, too, fell back insensible.
"Not a bad night's work," said Macpher
son, aloud, as he rose from his knees and
proceeded to stop the flow of the acid.
"Now we will ring for O'Grady, and then
we must make all haste to lug these fellows
out of that room. I did not bargain for
three of them, and every minute the gas
becomes more deadly. Remember what I
told you. Venture in only just far enough
to get a rope round your man, and hold
your breath while you stoop to do It."
At this moment O'Grady appeared, look
ing a little bewildered, for we had not told
him why his presence would be required.
"O'Grady," I said, "burglars have broken
into the strong room, and I want you to
fetch the police."
"Bur-r-r-glars, Is it?" replied O'Grady,
peeping down through one of the bull's
eyes. One or two of the candles happened
to have been fixed -above the level which
the gas had reached, and these still burned
brightly, though the rest had long since
"Ghost of Mooca! but they're all dead
"Not yet," said Macpherson,"but they soon
will be uafttss we get them out pretty quick
"But how the blazes did ye kill them?
Oh, sure, it's some of them ilictric divil
ments of Mister Macpherson's."
"Never mind that now, man, hurry for
the police, and you shall know all about
it afterwards." • • 1 ...
Fortunately the police station was only just
over the way. O'Grady started, leaving the
door open behind him, and in a few min
utes was back again with a sergeant and
two constables. Meanwhile, Macpherson and
myself had opened the strong room, and
with some difficulty had succeeded in get
ting out the man nearest the door, who
happened to be Antoine.
"Shall we tie his hands?" I Inquired.
"Never mind that now," replied Macpher
son. "He's safe enough for the time; and
meanwhile the gas is spreading. Give me
the rope again, and stand ready to pull."
I handed him the rope, in which we had
made a loop about three feet in length.
Carefully holding his breath he slipped this
ever the body of the next man (the sham
Countess de la Roche), and by hauling on
the cord we managed to pull him through
What O'Grady had told the sergeant I
cannot say, but the puzzled look on his
face, as he flashed his bull's-eye on the
forms of the two men lying in the passage
way outside the strong room, was most com
"What's this, gentlemen—murder?" he in
quired, looking from me to Macpherson as if
uncertain which of us to "run In."
"Only burglary, at present, Mr. Jackson,"
I replied; "and there are two of the burglars
for you. The other is still in the strong
room, and we shall be glad of your help to
get him out."
"That's soon done," said the officer, pre
paring to enter.
"Stop a bit," interrupted Macpherson:
"it's not quite so easy as it looks. That
room is filled breast-high with a poisonous
gas, which has knocked over those fellows
as you see them. In the upper part of the
room, where those candles are burning, the
air is pure enough, but below that level it
is suffocating. Our best plan will be to
walk in and stand three on each side of that
fellow. I will call 'one,' 'two,' three!' at
the word 'two,' each must dip down and
lay hold of him, and at 'three' lift him up
and carry him out, but don't breathe while
you are stooping, or you will be knocked
over as he is. Come along, O'Grady," for
O'Grady, though plucky enough In a general
way, had began to back towards the stairs,
with every appearance of terror.
"Is it in there, along with thim ilictric
divils? Bedad, I lave that to my betthers.
The climate is too unwholesome for the
likes o' Tim O'Grady."
There was no time to argue the point.
The remainder of the party marched into
the strong room, and following the direc
tions of Macpherson, ire succeeded in get
ting out the remaining ; hurglar.
"Why, good gracious," ejeplalmed the su
perintendent, "it's the'count!"
"Yes," I said, "the count, and Antoine,
and madame; all three of them."
It's a big haul," said the seargeant, "and
such blackguards deserve aH they get. But
I'm afraid you gentlemen will get into
trouble for killing them."
"No fear of that," said Macpherson.
"Just get them across to, the lock-up, and
I'll come and bring them to 'life again. Will
you come over and see the fun, Armstrong?
It won't take more than half,an hour or so."
"Thanks, old fellow, but; not with that
hole in the wall. I think I had better re
main on the bank premises."
"And I'll send a coiiple of men to look
after the house next -door," said the ser
The three insensible -men were removed on
stretchers; a grim procession. Macpherson
followed them to the police station, but In
stead of the anticipated half-hour, it was
more than three hours before he returned,
and he looked completely exhausted. "I have
had an awful fright," he said. "The other
blackguards came round in twenty minutes
or so; but the young one, the sham mad
ame, I really thought ho was done for. He
had a longer dose of the gas than the other
two, and it was just touch and go with him.
All's well that ends well, and It's been an
extremely Interesting experiment from a
scientific point of view, but I really think,
the next time T want to capture a burglar, I
shall drop science and call in the police to
Which is decidedly my own intention.
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Among the arrivals at the Occidental
is the widely known pioneer missionary
and preacher, Canon J. D. Good, of
Canon Good says his long residence
among the Indians there warrants him
in saying that the latter are of Syrian
origin, and are in fact Syrians now,
having the customs and language. He
' is a very able philologist as well as a
I daring explorer and missionary.
He has had many thrilling experl-
I ences among the Shuswap and Lilooet
: Indians, on the Fraser and Thompson
i rivers. For twenty years he was in
I the saddle every day, and traveled over
i a vast expanse of very wild country,
j teaching the Indians and rendering aid
to pioneer whites.
It is conceded that the reverend gen
tleman has done more to subdue the In
| dians than all other agencies com
Canon Good has been thirty-five
years in general mission and church
wcrk In British Columbia, he having
' ccme from England, via San Francisco,
in 1861. Though for some years past
rector of St. Paul's church at Nanaimo,
he has always maintained a deep in
, terest in the Indians thereabout, who
1 were his original proteges.
The intrepid missionary some years
ago published a dictionary and gram
mar of the Indian language. The book
gave him a high standing, which he
has ever since maintained, and has
! been sought for far and near. The
i Smithsonian institution at Washing
; ton, D. C, has been especially interest-
I ed in his researches and conclusions,
! and at his suggestion has sent men to
British Columbia to collect the folk
lore of the Indians.
"I first went to Nanaimo," said the
' distinguished missionary preacher,
i "and remained there till 1866. After
j that I was twenty years on the main
; land, in charge of a large area. I
i founded the mission Yytton, at the
junction of the Thompson river with
! the Fraser. It is a large mission now.
The Thompson River Indians are all
' civilized and Christianized. They
i mine, farm, raise cattle, and d>"» every
! thing that white men do, beir.tf useful
1 factors in civilization. There are in
! dustrial schools all through the coun
' try, and there is quite a staff of cler
■ gymen and teachers now where I once
I had so much to do alone.
"There are 2,500 of the Thompson
River Indians, and besides these there,
are several hundred Shuswap and Li-
I looets. The latrer tribes speak cognate
: tongues. The Dominion government
now gives large amounts annually in
support of the Indians. It is turned
I over to whatever denomination is work
■ ing among them. This plan has been
: found to work exceedingly well."
The missionary is an able Greek,
( Hebrew and Latin scholar. He says
! his study of the language of the Indi
ans of that section has convinced him
that they are of Assyrian origin, and
are to all intents and purposes Assyri
ans as they now are. Many of their
words now in use are Assyrian.
"I was astonished at the richness of
this language," he said, "and its won-
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derful capacity for acurate expression.
The language was metaphysical in the
highest degree. The more I studied
it the more I was charmed with it. The
language wss developing all the time
"I found many pure Syrian words in
it—as, for instance, Eneas and Solo
mon-Chute, among proper names. The
words of the language are historical
and traditic-ral, and observe the same
laws as those of the Syrian language.
"I think the language of the Thomp
son river Indians is one of the Turanian
tongues. There are direct Syrian words
"Then there are other evidences that
these Indians are the Syrian descend
ants. Their medicine man is the same
as the Syrian seer. The burial customs
are to this day the same. Besides this
there is the character of the people, who
are Syrians in thought, habits of life
and general customs.
"In studying their language one can
see that dynasties have risen and fallen;
that there have been great governments,
and able men, and a high state of civili
zation at times. The Indications are all
there. It Is the language of a refined
people. It has fallen now to a low state;
is probably worse now than it ever was.
Yet it Is a rich fund for the philologist.
"My opinion is that the Syrians came
over to this country when the land and
water were differently arranged. It
was no old storm-driven cause that
landed by chance a few people here,
who thus Increased to tribes. I gave
up that view, which was for a long time
held by eminent men. "When I became a
close student of the Indians there and
their language, I simply laughed at the
preposterousness of it.
"I had occasion to thus express myself to
some noted German philologists who wers
recently sent out to the Indiana to make
investigations concerning them. They told
me that I was evidently right; that at least
the lone canoe theory could not account for
the characteristic Indian population of that
region. They informed me that the Ideas of
European scientists were undergoing a good
deal of change.
"There are ten different tongues spokea
by the Indians of British Columbia as a
I whole. The Blackfoot Indians, who pracUo
ally include the coast Indians, are quite dif
ferent from the Thompson river Indians of
whom I speak.
'For this reason I lately wrote tho Smitk
scnian Institution, giving the facta In full,
and asking that competent men be sent on to
collect the folklore. I have received a reply,
saying that Just as soon as one of their men
finishes some Important work he is now on
he will come at once. The folklore exceeds
in interest anything I ever read.
"When I first went among the Indians they
had their war chiefs as well as their civil
chiefs—the same as the Greeks. All I saw In
every way convinced me and I have during
the ensuing years been very freely confirmed
in my convictions that these Indians sr«