The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-02-04
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A DELICATE BUSINESS.
BY JOHN RAwLIN, POLICEMAN.

"Ah good morning, Mr.. Allison" said
the Marshal, as geutlcmauiy = looking
person Of thirty or thereaboutS, entered
the Office. you are cut early"
"Yes; came on business, Iejoned the
other.
Nothing Happened, l hope!"
"Yes; heavy loss. lMy wife has been
robbed OF three thousand dollars.
Indeed
"Yes. You know she had charge of
the financial part of the concern; con
tinued the gentleman, with faint smile,
which dare cay the Marshal could in
terpret. Yesterday she drew that sum
from the banker for the purpose OF lend
ing it to her brother; but Sam did not
come last night alter 1t, aud this morning
it is missing. 1t is very singular"
VERY" added the Marshal.
I'VE heard nothing during the night,
aud everything sccus to be IN place as
usual.
Where was the Eoney!"
"Iu the drawer of. bureau il sly Wifs 5
dressing room"
Taken by some one in tie house.
Very probable"
"What are your servants
1--WE keep three girls and man."
Which of them would have most likely
to have done the deedI'
"Wel, | don't know. have bad my
suspicion in regard to Patrick the man
servant"
"Rawlin, you may investigate this case.
! bowed, and followed the gentleman
out Of the Office. As We walked along,
be gave NE the particulars over again.
"Mr. Addison, think | will not 60 to
your house just now
why not!"
You suspect Patrick
Yes"
"In half an hour l will be ct your res
idence dressed for the occasion. You
can engage me as u servant, and l will
make Patricks acquaintance on level
with him."
Excellent" said the gentleman.
FASTENED home, aud having dressed
myself for the part | was to perform, |
repaired to Mr.. Addison's house. Of
course | was immediately engaged.
Patrick was little jealous of me at
first, but found way to gain bis conf
dence. A bottle of Irish whiskey opened
his heart. and in half an hour | was his
best friend.
What sort of a man is Mr.. Addison"
asked.
"He is not much account. The mis-
tress is the best mau Of the two
"Is she cross!"
"Devil bit-a mighty fine woman,
will trate ye like giutleUan. She has
all the money, 90 ye mind! Her father
was the richest man 10 Boston, and when
Mr.. Addison married her, do ye see, he
didn't give him the money, but gave it to
her; put it in the hands OF a-wbats this
yo call bin! a sort of stake boulder"
"A trustee" suggested.
"Thats Jest it-a thrustee. Mr.. Ad-
olson did not like 1t very well, but be
couldn't help himself He needn't if be
could, for she gives hin plenty of money.
/ wouldn't mind being in his shoes my
SELF
"Does he save much money!"
l0ch! power of money. Why, do
ye mind it was only last night she had
three thousand dollars stole from her"
"Stole!'
You had bettor believe she did; bad
luck to the spalpeen that did that same!'
"Why who DO you suppose did!'
"Devil one Of US knows. Id like to
have him within reach of my shillelah for
u couple of minutes.
"Take another drop Of whiskey, Pat
rick"
"'Hon my soul, | will then. It's
blessed stuff, and raal good comfort"
"How do Mr.. Addison and his wife get
along tosether!"
"Mrs. Addison aud her husband, you
name. Very easily. They don't quar-
REL but the blackguard don't care straw
for her; baErin' the money: and that's
what he married her for"