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The Richmond Palladium and Sun-Telegram, Sundays April 28, 1907
Page Seven.
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Synopsis of Preceding Chapters.
CHAPTER I -Thomas Erlcbsen. a
young Englishman, ha3 lost the ruoa-
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ty with which bo was to pay his pass
use out to India. He lends Captain
.r I'laydes 33, the amount of his pats-
'. ff?e money, and In return gets a
tvorthless check, which leaves him
fenni!ees. He confesses his error to
'4,'Iaire Harding, Lis boyhood sweet-
Leart.
iii-:. II.- James Edward "vVilliaia Dain
Oii t''e is in love with Clair.
hrrr- Ml Tom finds out -. that Captain
tj-irBlaydes is paying attention to Claire
---and is to be at her house that night.
"Mle vows to have satisf action from
;" - :eiaydes, but promises Claire that he
'- will not seek Blaydes for two weeks.
Torn meets Blaydes a few moments
later and demands his 33 ,
. . . But ilertr was uu end to the gooa
will of the Yorkshlreman. who not on
ly Insisted on paying for hot coffee at
en early stall, but flatly refused to go
: about hi business nntil Tom promised
to accompany him to breakfast at Its
i: conclusion.
77" Torn' heart rose steadily with the
enn and was slaving; with brave re
eolve when at length the wagoner re
turned. .
ji-'. VI doubt I've been a long time," said
71;:. Hutterfleld. "It be very near 6
'clock."
1 , 7 "Ten past." said Tote, whipping out
7"-7the golden nucleus of his future for
:is' tunes, which be bad even then been
hugglie; In bis pocket.
Tom tried to back out of the break
7 fast, but it failed. He tried again a?
'", they drove past Fetter lane he couIJ
' pay his way in Rolls buildings now
J7 ". lut this time the wagoner whipped up
his horse and refused to listen
re-. "No, no," said he: "a promise is u
-j j . promise, and I warrant they'll b-
--. proud to see you."
. - '"You mean your wife and family?"
iald Tom.
" ' " "Nay,'' saUl Butterfleld. "I doul t
ou'll not see them there."
av your boune? cried Tom.
"It lsn mine." confessed the other.
"It's my wife's brother's. He drives a
hackney coach, and I use his stable
every other morning. Me an my mis
" sus live out at Hendon. and I come in
- three nights a week."
"But you mustn't saddle these peo--.vi-ple
witli me. Let me get down at
rT-T nee." "' : s.v;-iu. :.:
:r"77"Mustnt chuckled the, wagoner'
s z - "I'll take the blame, then.- We're very
nenr there and dashed if . that isn't
Jim on- hi way home to breakfast
Jim!.' . -. -
And a hackney coach, crawling lel
A surely along In front, ".was pulled up
t'its jne coachman turned round and rec
J.gaized Butterfleld.
,; "Well. Jonathan, how are you?"
,-. --"How's yourself, Jim? Early and
late, as usual, eh? This is a young
lent why has ridden In with me. He's
tralting til t ofOcea open, and I
thought you'd give us both a bit of
-.7 'treakfast.
"Always glaa to oblige a gen Ieraan.
fald the coachman. looking hard, but
eT"BoddIng genially at Tom. Nor would
i'.be either listen 'to a single protest or
;-eipoIogy from the youth, who found
r-" himself at breakfast scarce ten raln
Jites later In a cozy kitchen close to
;V t31ackfriars bridge.
The hackney coachman was a burly
-ld soldier, a jolly ruffian, with a good
ti ."t,rown ye. His wife was small and
'tpruce, watchful and quiet, and per
i I fcaps Tom liked her less. She was kind
rnough, however; indeed, the sympa
il thetlc interest shown by all In an un
known vagabond was-a circumstance
1?tthat touched Tom deeply, though of a
. piece with all his most recent expe
diences and but another proof of the
Kvorld's kindness. $
The -old soldier had served in India
i fcimself. He was full of practical ad-r-
iVice for Tom, who listened gratefully,
lut yawned twice, when it came out
.e had not slept for some thirty hours.
Instantly the household was on its
feet. It appeared that Jonathan But
terlield had a snooze there each morn
ing after hi night journey with the
vegetables, and Tom must and should
lie down beside him. .
Tom consented for an hour and fell
sleep wondering where he had seen
fthe good Jinj before. . When he awoke,
the wagoner was gone and the light
7i2inerent. - He went downstairs in' his
. socks and asked Jim's wife the time. -a
i,j Time?" said she. "Haven't you a
v; watchT.
. "Not I."
,x "Jonathan told me youd a gold re
'v peater."
Tom remembered the repeater for
the first time since awaking, but the
-woman was looking at him queerly,
and he had no intention of entering
Into explanations with her, so be sim
ply asked whether Jonathan had gone.
"Many an hour ajro. It's 5 o'clock."
"liver
"-And after.'
burst into apologies, in the
. - midst of which the woman put on a
. i:shawl and went out. He was still
- Tstandlng irresolute in his socks, dazed
fcy his long sleep, when there came a
.. .rattle of wheels outside, and In rushed
'.Jnn with his whip and an evening
Dew spa per.
-- "(Had to find you still here, sir'"
cried he. "I want somebody as can
read to read me a slice out of this 'ere
Globe. It's awful, sir awful! The
wery gen'lemtn I drove last nicbtt
I've come straight from Scotland
Tom suddenly remembered when and
where be bad seen the other before. It
was overnight on the box of Blaydes
hackney coach.
t'Who Is the gentleman"''
. "Blaydes. It seems, his name Is, or,
;i rather, was!"
"Was?"
o m.-ne's dead.'
Deadr
A .Stone dead muraerea by a man I
! as cloe as I see you now. but
By
E.W. HORNUNG,
Author of 'Rffle.
the Amateur Cracks
man." "Stingaree.
Etc. . "
Capyrijht. IW. fcr CBAlLtS
SCRJBNEK-S SONS.
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never looked twice at I rs an la tno
Globe, they tell me. Bead it out, sir;
read it out. !
CHAPTER V.
T
OM ERICHSEN held out a
steady hand for the Glebe.
His blood ran too cold for
present tremors. The hackney
coachman had drawn a chair to the
table, planted his elbows in the middle
of the printed cotton cloth and his hot,"
flushed face between his coarse, strong
hands. Tom sat down at the other
end. He found the paragraph, ran his
eye from headline to finish and then
read it slowly aloud: i ;
SHOCKING MURDER AT HAMP-
STEAIX .
An atroeioua murder was committed
late last night or early this morning In
ths neishborhood of Hampstead Heath.
A mechanic on bis way to work at an
early hour this morning and having oc
casion to traverse the right of way con
necting the Finchley road with the, upper
portion ..of j Haverstock hill noticed a
tout staff upon the grass near the sec
ond stile from the former thoroughfare.
On picking it' up the staff, or. rather,
cudgel, was found to be crusted with
blood and near it was discovered a drawn
sword stick, broken near the hilt. Con
tinuing his alarming Investigations, the
mechanic made his crowning and most
horrible discovery In a hollow tree close
beside the stile. In which lay the body of
a gentleman In full evening dress. lie
was quite dead; Indeed, life had probably j
been extinct some hours. The corpse was
covered with blood and the head terribly
disfigured, as If by repeated blows from
some blunt Instrument- There can be no
doubt that the crime was committed with
the cudgel above mentioned (at present
the only clew to the assassin) or that-
the sword stick was vainly used In seir
lefense by the unfortunate gentleman.
The police were summoned with com
mendable dispatch and the body removed
to the Marylebone mortuary to await In
quest. Meanwhile In the course of the morn
ing much information has been forth
coming, and we are sorry to state that i
the victim has been identified as Captain
J. Montgomery Blaydes, lete of his 1
majesty's Coldstream guards.
but for
ome yeara past on the half pay list. No
letters or papers of any sort were dis
covered upon his person
Here Tom stopped reading.
"Go on, sir."
T will. But that's extraordinary!
"Not It. He's been robbed as well.
That's what I want to get at. That I
there stick's no clew. We want the i
things he took." j
Tom moistened hia Hps and harked .
back: ,. 7 j
No letters or papers of any sort were j
discovered upon his person. . and It .is '
only through the markings of his linen
'that the identity of the deceased has
fieen 'ao' promptly-established, It- nOw.
ransplres that the hapless captain ' had
been lately -residing in - the village of
West End (not a mile from the scene of
the murder) and that he left his lodging.! ;
shortly after 10 o'clock last night. In or- !
der- to attend an eyenlng- party..- in a .
hackney coach,; The police" hope that the
coachman will come forward
"He has!" said Jim. "You may leave
out that bit."
"And you couldn't describe the man?"
"Not too well. I could only swear he
was neither short nor tall and looked
to be wearing a pair of nankeen trou
sers." (Tom's legs were underneath
the table.) "No," continued Jim. "I'm
afraid they won't lay bands on him
through me. But they may through the
things he took. Go on to that!"
"There was a diamond pla-"
I seen it. What else?"
"All his money." ;
"Ah. he paid like a gen'leman. Any
thing else?"
"Ar-goid watch !
The words would hardly come. Jim
thumped the table with his heavy fist.
"That'll do!" he cried. "That'll hang
him, you mark my words! What sort
of a watch?"
But this time the words would not
come at all, for Jim's wife stood in
the doorway behind Jim's chair, and
her eyes and Tom's the terrified and
the guilty were locked together in a
long, dread stare.
"What's that about a watch?" she
said in a sort of whisper, advancing
unsteadily and leaning a hand upon
her husband's shoulder. "Whose
.watch?"
"One belonging to a murdered man,"
replied Jim. "I'm asking what kind
of a one. I say it ought to hang the
chap what did It."
"It will," said she hoarsely in his ear.
"It's a repeater, and him that has it
sits in front of you in that chair!"
. There followed a silence so profound
that Tom could, hear the watch itself
ticking in his pocket! The coachman
then rose and slowly leaned across
the table, resting one hand upon it.
The other was half way to Tom's
throat when he sprang to his feet and
in so doing pressed his thigh against
the table's edge. Instantly there rang
from his pocket a sweet and tiny ting,
ting, ting, ting, ting!
It was the saving of him from Jim
the coachman and his wife.
Both shrank back aa Tom darted to
an Inner door and so up the stairs !
which he had descended half asleep..
Ere he reached the top there was a
craili below. For an instant be thought
the man had fallen in a fit, but a vol
ley of oaths proved it only a slip as
Tom. slammed and locked the door of
the room in which be had slept away
the day if not his life. His shoes were
still where be had kicked them off.
He slipped Into them and. exerting all
his strength, pulled the large iron bed
stead from its place and wedged it
between wall and door. Then he
crouched aud listened. The man was '
for taking him single handed, the wo- ;
man evidently restraining him by main !
force.
"Let me go! Let me p?V- Tom beard r
him cry.
"Xever tiil I drop! Tolice! Police!
He sha'n't murder my Jim too."
"So help me, but I'll strike yt? if ye
don't let fro r '
"Strike away. Police! .Police! Po
lice! If you go, I go too."
Her cries were not loud; they were
smothered in the struggle, which was
still continued uow at the foot cf the
stairs, now on the stairs themselves
and at last on the landing outside the
barricaded door. Meanwnue the Dira
had flown.
No sooner had Tom realized what was
taking place below than he threw -up
the bedroom window. It overlooked a
small and filthy back yard. Into which
Tom quietly dropped while the pair
were still struggling on the stairs. . To
find bis way through the house, through
the kitchen Itself and out Into the nar
row street was the work of very few
moments. The last Tom heard was
the belaboring of the locked, blocked
door by honest Jim. Nor did his pres
ence of mind desert him yet. He walk
ed out of the narrow side street, only
running when he came to;tbe main
thoroughfare and after a perilous hesi
tation as to whether he should strike
Into the city or over Blackfriars bridge.
He chose the city and, having chosen,
lost his head and ran for his life.
He darted across the street and
plunged into the busy alleys filling
tMWF 7 A
PITT
Hie coachman then rose and slowly
leaned across the table.
the delta between the bridge and St.
Paul's. Here he slackened a little,
for the stony, many windowed ravines
were so narrow and so crowded that
j .. . .. . . ,
; " fiui vumuiue luuumg.
he emerged on Ludgate hill, tearing
helter skelter in the middle of the road.
He was nearly run over by , a van
coming out of Paternoster row and
cursed to the skies by the driver.
Faces stopped and turned upon the
pavements. He knew the folly of it,
and yet ran on with a fiend in either
heel.
"Ba-nk, ba-nk! 'Ere you axe, sir,
re you are!"
. Tom was almost up to the omnibus
before he realized that Jhis was meant
for him. Instinctively -he waved and
nodded, and his mad . pace .was ex
plained. The omnibus 'stopped; he
Jumped in, gasping.
a. "Thought you was after me,", said
the cad..with a grin. v.
Tom had no breath to reply. A. ru-
I blcund old gentleman made a well
meant remark upon the eagerness of
youth and was favored with a glassy
stare. The newcomer, sat panting in
a corner, the perspiration trickling
from his nose. 1
But his head was cooler. He saw
the needlessness as well as the indis-
i cretion of conspicuous flight. He had
slipped through the only bands that
were as yet against him. He had
eluded the only eyes he need avoid that
night, for the hackney coachman might
take his new tale straight to Scotland
Yard, but it could hardly be given to
the world before morning. , ,
Tom's heart leaped as he discovered
the temporary strength of his position.
Next moment it sank, for the cad was
collecting the fares, and his single as
set was the watch. His bankrupt state
had occurred to Tom as he ran for the
omnibus, but not again. It was so
small a thing compared with the charge
now lying at his door. Yet he had just
thought of it his little fraud was so
far deliberate but he had neither the
face nor the foolhardiness to sit there
and confess his fault. And, situated
like the wanted felon he now felt him
self to be, it was wonderful and hor
rible how a felon's resources came un
bidden to his fingers' ends. . He began !
feeling iu pocket after pocket, with a !
face that lengthened under the frown
of the cad, the raised eyebrows of the
rubicund gentleman and the fixed at
tention of all.
"I'm afraid I I don't seem to have
a coin in my pocket!"
"Oh. you 'aven't. 'aven't you?" -"No,
I have not! I'm very sorry
I
"You may be! Never mind no tales.
You can keep them for the beak" as'lf
ave a word to say to you tomorrer
morninT' And the cad winked at the
other passengers, stopped .the -omnibus
and called a policeman from the
curb.
Tom could have burst into tears. To
be wrongly wanted for a crime so ter
rible and justly taken for a thing so
small! He looked forlornly at his fel
low passengers, with a wild idea that
one might come .to his rescue. The
sole response was a withering frown
from the ruddy old gentleman, who
also commended the cad and loudly
trusted an example would be made of
the case. The desperate Tom began
ransacking his pockets in earnest for
some overlooked coin, but he had done
this so often of late that he felt the
futility now. The perspiration froze
upon his face, yet even with the police
man's tall hat poked inside the omni
bus his twitching lingers continued
their spasmodic, hopeless search.
"The flash young spark!'' whispered
the cad. "Just you frighten. im. Sir
Robert."'
"Now, then, come along!" said the of
ficer. "Good God!" cried Tom.
"You'll get all the more for swear
ing. Now, out you come afore, you're
made."
"Not just yet." returned the culprit
and handed the conductor one of two
half crowns found that very moment
in a scrap of crumpled paper. "I'm
sorry I couldn't find it before. Kindly
give me change." -
"Where to?' growled the cad as the
constable steoei dn. j
Tom did not hear.
"Can't you answer? Where to?
"Oh, as far as you go!"
Tom's eyes were on the crumpled
scrap and filled to overflowing by half
a dozen ill written words:
Wlshin good luk. yours respeckfull,
J.- BUTTERFIELD.
' Clare would think him guilty. After
what - had ' passed " between them she
could not do, .otherwise. .Thgn--guilty
let him be in every -earthly eye, and
the sooner it was all over the better
for him and for her.' He bad no wish
to live if the one sweet judge whose
judgment he respected held him worthy
of death. And she would she could
not help herself. Then what mnst she
think of his love for her? Aid the
thought of her thoughts was worse
than that of shameful death before a
howling mob. . - . .; ,
Tom tore up Claire's letter that he
had meant to treasure till his death, so
that when be was taken no slur should
rest upon his beloved. and he distrib
uted the minute fragment at-long In
tervals that night before looking for a
place, to lay iais head. In "the end he
liit.tipon1 an ;eaijaiy -Mu.pse .vrj.aoaius
the'theu eea iiosure Wetbourne
park . An unfastened window -caught
his eye. He waited, till .the road was
clear and then "entered like' 'an 'expert,
fastening' therwintfoVtrBdbinai.
Here, he -Hestroyed inhWaway his
hat, a battered- beaver -taught- in the
days of poor Blaydes. In; Its stead he
had "obtained from a pawnshop "and for
18 pence an-old fashioned peak and
tassel cap. ' But he 'had" not: dared to
offer the watch J.n pledge, although he
had entered that shop for the purpose.
It ticked so loud In the empty house
that in the dead of night he leaped up
In a frenzy and smashed In the works
with his heel.
Before he could lie down again there
came a deafening double knock, at the
street door. ' ; - :'
CHAPTER VI.
TT O run no risk of observation
1 1 through the dirty, bare win-
11
dows, as well as- to secure
equidistance from all possible
points of approach or escape, the hunt
ed youth had lain him down in the hall,
with the bottom stair for his pillow.
He was rewarded wlth the full shock
of this ear splitting tattoo. Tom grop
ed his way on tiptoe to the garden door
and stealthily withdrew the bolts. The
door was one-half colored glass, show
ing a pink moon in a purple sky and
a neglected garden which by daylight
I would have been sky blue with a ruby
mo .n . , . a
margin, but now It merely gave an
other coat to night, and Tom was out
side and halfway down - the flight of
stone steps before he saw that which
made the iron balustrade grow colder
In his" hand. The chimney "pot hat,
white trousers and drawn staff of one
of the new police awaited him at the
bottom.
"Come along," said this nicer. "It's
no use turning' back. -Hear that!".
As he spoke the-noise-' ?of breaking
glass came through the open tloor, and
Tom's ; mind Was ; made'-iip". Suddenly
crouching, with knees - and -elbows at
acute angles, he sprang clean on top of
the police officer, who collapsed be
neath him like a house- of -cards. The
tall was bad enough for Tom. His nose
"was 1 bleeding when lie 'picked himself
up, but the other lay motionless- on his
back, and Tom bent over him in horror.
His eyes opened that instant, and he
made a grab at Tom, who-turned and
darted down the garden just as there
was a clatter of fresh feet upon the
stone stairs behind.
The garden wall was mercifully low.
Tom vaulted it and all but landed in
a cucumber frame upon the other side.
He found himself In a nursery garden.
with avenues of crystal roofs shining
to the moon in long low parallels.
Down one such causeway sped Tom at
top speed, getting Into another by turn
ing left and right at the first gap. Just
then he heard a welcome crash at the
cucumber frame fifty yards back. But
I now the froutage wall loomed ahead.
cutting the stars at an uncomfortable
height, and on dashing up to it Tom
saw the mistake he had made by
changing avenues. He had to turn back
to the right to make the gate, and the
officers, who had run straight ahead
and thus gained a score of yards, were
upon him in full cry.
The gate was a high wooden one,
luckily without spikes. The runaway
straddled the top just as the pursuers
reached the bottom and left a shoe in
their hands ere he threw himself down
upon the other side arad kicked Its
fellow to the winds.
Tom ran swiftly on and presently
overhauled, a cart lumbering westward
along the middle of the road. He
was passing it at a less suspicious pace
when he made a discovery. The driver
was bent double and fast asleep.
Tom dropped behind again and peep
ed in over the back. It was a hay
cart, and the load had been left in
town. All that remained was the tar
paulin lying in a crumpled heap. He
looked back along the road, but saw
nobody. Then he boarded the cart
silently enough in his ragged socks
and curled himself up beneath the tar
paulin. At Kew- the carter stooped for bis
breakfast, and Thomas Erichsen made
good his escape.
Tom had his breakfast in the beauti
ful early sunshine beside the river's
brim.
, Overnight he had avoided the tavern.
1 but not the pastry cook's shop, so he
had made his supper in the empty
house and was still provisioned More
over, his pocket was still weighted by
poor Blaydes broken watch, nor could
he make up his mind to pitch Into the
river his only asset, and one to which
he was so justly entitled. He was
clear of London now; the early sun
gave him confidence and pluck. He
would pawn the watch In one of these
Thames valley towns and then get
back to London and the docks by riv-
j er and in new habiliments. It was
Saturday morning; he would wait un
til that best of times, Saturday night,
but first he must find a place to hide
his head In during the day.
He -found one in the boathouse of a
small, new, white brick villa, with a
narrow garden leading down to the
river's edge. ' The boathouse had an
open wmaow. uaraened ty his ex
tremity Into Incredible alacrity in such
J enterprises. Tom was through it In a
twinkjing and well pleased with his
discovery. The boat was still hiber
nating keel upward on trestles. It
would be a very strange thing if that
day, of all others, were chosen for
launching her for the summer. Deter
mined, at any rate, to risk it. the run
away climbed into a little loft which
might have been made fof him and
settled down for the day. He rolled
himself up in several folds of straw
berry netting and made another quaint
pillow of the box of a mowing ma
chine, whereon he slept soundly for
several hours.
When Tom deemed It dark enough
for a judicious exit the wet earth was
as fragrant as a Cower. He sniffed it
joyously through the open window by
which he had entered. The garden
path was washed very yellow and bor
dered by twin canals. There was more
light than he had "thought when In the
loft Still, not a soul was In view, and
it had been lighter yet when he arriv
ed. It was necessary, however, to get
out of the window legs first and back
ward, and when Tom had done so and
turned around he beheld standing on
the yellow path between the two ca
nals and quizzically regarding him the
quaintest and the tiniest old gentle
man he had ever encountered.
He was certainly not more than five
feet high, but he carried himself su
perbly and fixed the intruder with a
steady, jocular, light blue eye which
Inspired respect before fear. He seem
ed, Indeed, the essence of contempla
tive geniality, but it was his powdered
hair, black knee breeches and white
silk stockings that gave him the pic
ture book appearance at which even
Tom found time to marvel. But he
marveled more when the old gentle
man made him a courtly bow and said
In high, chirping tones:
"I am delighted to see. you, sir! I
fear my boathouse will have afforded
you but indifferent shelter on so vile a
day. Such as it has been, however,
you are welcome to it Indeed."
"Welcome!" exclaimed Tom.
"And why not? chirruped the other.
"Surely we who have must give to you
who have not, be it roof or boot I
am sorry, however, to see you bare
footed, for you will permit me to ob
serve that such stockings as you have
on are worse than none. If you will
have the goodness to come with me
you shall be shod afresh and join me
in a glass of negus' before you go."
"But, sir"
"Tut! I know what you would say
you have trespassed already and have
no wish to trespass further. Very
well, sir; so be it. You shall have your
way and pay the penalty. I condemn
you to a glass of negus and a new pair
of shoes."
And with the utmost bonhommle the
tiny gentleman drove Tom before him
to the house and through open French
windows to a basement room where a
lamp and fire were burning and a ket
tle singing on the hob.
"Hungry?" he chirped, giving Tom a
playful push in the ribs.
"I had provisions in my pocket,"
stammered the youth, in deep embar
rassment. "I shall do very well. In
ueed. your kindness"
"Tut, sir, tut! You will please me
best by saying no more about that.
You are hungry, and I shall order you
something upstairs. But here's the
sherry and there's the boiling water.
You can brew your own negus while
I am gone, and this is today's Adver
tiser. Slake yourself at home, I beg!"
And, with twinkling eyes and brisk
gestures, the little old gentleman de
parted, of all Tom's good Samaritans
assuredly the prince and king.
No sooner was he alone than Tom
caught up the Advertiser and found
half a column about the murder, and,
yes, there was his name. The Adcocks
bad volunteered it, together with a full
description, whose accuracy tempted
Tom not to wait for his supper, but to
rush through the open window and
swim the river In his clothes. Yet there
.was more that must be read. The caso
against him was stronger than ever.
The threatening letters had been found
among the dead man's effects. The
hackney coachman had told his story,
and here it was. But one name was
gratefully absent that of Harding did
not occur In the closely printed half
column, which so strangely fascinated
Tom that, his quaint Samaritan was
back before he had put the paper down.
"What! Feeding the mind before the
body? Well, well, to be sure!"
"I hadn't seen today's paper," said
Totn feebly.
"Aha! I know what you were read
ing too." The old gentleman chuckled
as he poured sherry into two tumblers.
"I know I know!"
"What?" asked Tom hoarsely.
"My eyes are good. My eyes are ex
cellent. You were reading the Hamp
stead murder." Tom held his breath.
"I never read such things myself," pur
sued, the otb.r, "but I did when I was
young. Ob, Lord, yes! Blood -was my
(To Be Continued.)
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LOCATION
First District.
3outh of Main, West of Seventh Street
12 First and South C, Piano Fac
tory.
13 -Second and South B.
14 Fourth and South D.
15 Fifth and South B.
16 Fifth and South H.
18 Seventh and South C.
19 8eventh and South J.
Second District.
South of Main, Between Seventh and
Eleventh Streets.
21 Eighth and Main.
23 No. 4 Hose House. Ninth and
South E. ,
24 Seventh and South O.
25 Ninth and South A
26 Tenth and South C
27 Eleventh and Main.
28 Eleventh and South X.
Third District.
louth of Main, East of
Qwentb
Street.
31 Twelfth and South S.
32 Twelfth and South B.
34 Fourteenth and Main.
35 Fourteenth and South C.
36 Eighteenth and South A.
37 Twentieth and Main.
38 Fifteenth and South A.
Fourth District,
'orth of Main, West of Tenth Street
to River.
11 Third and Main, Robinson's
Shop.
42 Third and North C.
43 City Building.
44 Eighth and North C.
45 Gaar, Scott & Co.
46 No. 1 Hose House, North Eighth
street.
47 Champion Mills.
48 Tenth and North I.
49 Ninth and North B.
412 City Light Plant
Fifth District.
West Richmond and Falrrlew.
E West Third and Chestnut.
51 West Third and National Road.
52 West Third and KInsey.
63 West Third and Randolph,
54 West First and Railroad.
65 State and Boyer.
56 Grant and Ridge.
. 57-! Hunt and Maple. . .-
58 Grant and Sheridan.
59 Bridge Avenue, Paper MITT.
512 Earlham College.
513 West Seventh and Peacock
Road.
514 West Seventh-and- Main.
515 South West Second and D.
Sixth District
North of D, East of Tenth Street! '
61 Railroad Shopa.. - "'-
62 Hutton's Coffin 'Factory.
63 Hoosier Drill Works.1
6 4 Wayne Works. . . 7
65 City Mill Works i
. 66 Fifteenth and .Railroad.
f 7 Thirteenth and North II. . . ;.
r Seventh District.
Between Main and North D Streets.
East of Tenth Street.
7 Ninth and North A.
71 Eleventh and North B.
72 Fourteenth and North C.
73 No. 3 Hose House, East End,
74 Eighteenth and North C. "
75 Twenty-Second and North B.
Special Sianals. 7
2- 2-2 Patrol Call
1-2-1 Fire Out.
3- 3-3 Fire Pressure.
3 Fire Pressure On.
0-10-10 Natural Gas Off.
10 Natural Gas On.
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ALARM BOX. unless yon hare posi
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Never send in an alarm unless yon
ire certain the fire is nsarest the box
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Never open an alarm box when yan
hear the bells on the Engine House
striking an alarm.
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SEEN AT A DISTANCE.
When you have positive knowledge
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PULL DOWN HOOK ONCE, and
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Chicago, Cincinnati & Louis-
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BENEVOLENT and PROTECTIVE
ORDER OF ELKS- '
Philadelphia. Pa:. July 15th-20th,
07. Round trip fare. $17.15. Sell-
; ihs.dates July 12th, 13th and 14th,
good for return trip until July
2Srd. '07.
KNIGHTS TEMPLARS CONCLAVE
AT SARATOGA SPRINGS, N. Y.
July 9th to 13th inclusive. Round
trip, 915.45. Selling dates July
5th, Cth and 7th, good for returr
, Ins until July 13tb, 1907.
JAMESTOWN EXPOSITION AT
NORFOLK, VA.
Opens April 26th, closes Nov. 20,
19C7. Coach fares, In coaches on
ly, I12.S3 for the ROUND TRIP;
these tickets on sal every Tues
day until closo of Exposition,
limit 10 days.
30 Day Tickets $18.10
60 Day Tickets 21.40
, Season Tickets 24.00
CHRISTIAN ENDEAVOR CONVEN
TION AT SEATTLE, WASHINGTON.
July 10th-15th, 1907. One fare for
round trip.
AMERICAN MEDICAL ASSOCIA
TION AT ATLANTIC CITY, N. J.
- Selling - dates June 1st to 4th,
good for returning June 10th.
Fare for ROUND TRIP $15 40.
For Further particulars, ask
C. A. BLAIR,
Home Phone 44. Pass. & Ticket Agt.
C, C. & L. R. R.
(Effective April 7th. 1907.)
EASTBOUND.
. No.l No.2 No.31 No.3-5
. a.m. p.m. a.m. p.m .
Lv. Chicago. dS:33
Lv. Peru ....12:50
Lv. Marlon..- 1:44
9;C0 sS:33 9:o0
ft"
4:40
5:37
6:40
8:03
6:00
7:03
8:10
9:33
. r.
9
Lv. Munde
2:41
4 03
Lv. Ricbm'd
5:13
At., Cin'ti...
7:30 10:23
a-
p.m. a.m. p.m.
WESTBOUND.
No.2 No.4 No.32 No.6-
a m. p.m. a.m.
...dS:10 9:00 s8:40 p.m.
Lv. Cin'ti ..
Lv, Richm'd.
Lv. Muncie..
Lr. Marion .
Lv. Peru . . .
Arr. ' Chicago
10:33 11:23 10:53
12:17 12:43 12:17
6:30
8:00
.1:
13
23
1:44
2:45
7:00
a.m.
1:19 9:00
2:23 10:00
9:20 7:00
p.m. a.m.
6:40
... p.m.
Daily. d-Dally Except Sunday.
s-Sunday Only.
Through VestibuTcd" Trains between
Chicago and Cincinnati over our own
rails. Double dally service. Through
Sleepers on trains Nos. 3 and 4 be
tween Chicago and Cincinnati. Local
sleeper between Muncie, Marlon, Pe
ru and Chicago, handled In trains Nos.
5 and 6, between Munsie ana Peru,
thence trains Nos. 3 and 4, between
Peru and Chicago.
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information call on or write,
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Richmond. Inf.
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