Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-07-08


a quarter Of milionr However.
said that was just what | was looking
out for, too, and SO to make a long story
short, we agreed to enter into partner
ship, and by my advice we were to go
first to Liverpool, and make arrange
ments with different firms there.
81 must confess, that voyage home
did seem rather long one; but it was
over at last, and Mr. Weeks and were
walking along the streets of Liver
pool. So put one hand to my belt.
where | had pistols-and he knew it,
and carried pistols himself, and the
other | laid on his shoulder.
''Now, Captain Jones. of the Golden
Fleece says l, 1--WE been after you this
four years, and I've got you safe home
at last Main, if you'll believe it, that
man never said word, but Just fixed
his eyes on me and staggered against
the wall. Now, l didn't want to give
him in custody if | could help it; for
knewthatthose who employed me would
a good deal rather let him go free and
they have their gold, than see him trans
ported, and carry with him the secret
where it was hidden.
so told him that he might let me
know next morning whether | should
hand him over to police-conStable. or
whether he'd tell me where he'd got the
gold.
''He never spoke word So l led
him to an inn, and locked myself in a
room with him till the next morning"
over you not afraid he'd shoot you,
Mr.. Minchin?'
''No, | wasn't afraid he'd shoot me,
but L was terribly afraid he'd shoot him
self. However, kept sharp eye on
him, and as he saw he'd no chance of
getting off anyhow, he just made u clean
breast of it. SO the end was, that we
got back nearly the whole of the gold
dust, which he'd buried soon after land
ing from the wreck. | knew all along
that he hadn't got it with him, And
they that employed me made me pres
ent Of thousand pounds over and
above what had been agreed on for that
job"
"Well," said young Wilson, who
looked wide awake, 'you're a queer
fish, May | ask you're after anybody
now?"
"May be I am, and may be I am not.
But, suppose you don't think I am af-
ter you.'"
"Why, no. am pretty sure of that
anyhow. But I wish you were after
that armed fellow"
''Keep your mind easy, Mr. Wilson
He'll put his own head into the halter,
if there's one made for him; and | do
know that there's friends awaiting for
him in England, who'll be very glad to
see him home again."
"There now, knew there was some
thing! Now, Minchin, do tell us what it
is: there's a good fellow.
'Not 1, Mr.. Wilson. No, mann, nor
| don't tell you, neither; nor we don't
have no secret about the matter.
And Mr.. Minchir kept his word. So,
who the one-armed captain was, or what
he had done, we could not find out I'M
till we reached Plymouth. Every one
avoided him instinctively, our own cap
tain setting the example; and all the
latter part Of the voyage young Wilson
slept on deck, rather than share the
same cabin with him. But it was only
when, IN answer to our signals, two
police officers came off to our vessel in
the river and arrested this man, that we
heard the story Of the slow, cruel tor
ture, the barbarous murder, committed
by him Oh board his ship in the river
Benny, twelve years before.
The ''Silent Man." after he had once
spoken, was no longer inaccessible
We used to join him in his watch at the
stern Of the vessel, and say:
"W ell, sir, will she do it?''
Lis invariable answer, pointing back
ward over the sea, was
"She'll do it; sh e's bound to do it, and
she'll do it,"
AS we entered Plymouth Harbor he
once more sought Miss Graham, put his
hand on her shoulder and, pointing in
the invariable direction, said
"She's done it. She was bound to
do it, and she's done it.''
| have no clear idea to this day, who
"she" was or what she was bound to
do, what she did, or when or why she
did it, or what would have happened
to her or to you or to me if she had not
done it.
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