The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1860-12-29

walked rapidly of.
The faithful custodian Of the Burglars Nest
stood for few m utes listening, till the rereating
footsteps of the burglar chief had died away in
the distance then he carefully closed and relocked
The door and returned t. the bar there To muse
over the surprising and startling disclosures which
the Tomtit had made 10 Lm.
CHAPTER ~.
~ WHICH Mr.. DETECTIVE DUFFY MAKES A FRIEND
II was one Of those remarkable circumstances
that sometimes happen in real life that Mr.. Detec-
I'VE Duffy should have unconsciously blundered
into the very place he had been searching for
vainly the past two years As he sat quietly eat
ing his supper he little dreamt that few yards off
stood figure which the mere sight Of would have
moved him TO an absolute frenzy; and well it
might-there was story connected with that
figurea tale so heart rending, 50 terrible,
voting faith broken Of hospitality abused, of
wrongs perpetrated, could have been well
passed over II had left its impress on the care
worn features Of that old man, discernible every
Iineament his gray eyes seemed to fash with the
| same spirit-of deep, absorbing revenge.
he finished his supper, and moving HE bench
nearer the fire, took out silver repeater and COM
pared the hour with a large, 0ldfashioned clock
that was ticking in one corner Of the room; having
done this and replaced his watch back again to its
Tod, Mr.. Detective Duffy proceeded to warm his
legs, and rub them slowly up and down in con-
templative mood, alternately gazing in the fire,
then around the ROOM and finally, with no small
degree of surprise, on the bluff face and form OF
Mr.. Timothy Beg himself That gentleman, who
had very quietly entered, took of his hat aud made
a low bow.
.'Sorry to trouble you,' said Mr.. Beg APOLOGIZE
caily but there's parson outside here Who had
the bed luck 70 lose mis- horse by some nasty acct.
dent, and wants lodgings for the night; seeing
you've got good fire, and p'r'aps feel lonely, l
reckon You won't object To let bin share it for
awhile. Poor fellow confined the innkeeper,
sha l.o Ls NJ U, Inn.
"Let him come in, by al means" said the De.
tective kindly.
Walk in, my man." said Mr.. Beg, patronizng-
-, and the stranger modestly entered.
MIR. Eeg then retired, after assuring his guest
that his room should be ready in very few mo-
ments.
The new comer's appearance indicated that he
belonged to the poorer class Of the clergy; he was
clad in a long cloak soied with mud, and bore in
one hand his saddle baga, also much stained by
contact with the EARTH he had evidently been
walking considerable distance, for his counte
nance wore haggard and wearied expression.
You seem to have met with rough time of il,
my friend" remarked Mr. Duny, az he moved bis
bench 50 a. to allow the other to get seated.
His companion whose face was one ef mark.
ed devotional east bowed his head in silent assent.
" Let me relieve you Of your cloak, said the
Detective, sympathiziDgly; you look much IA
tigued.'
Many thanks replied the other, as the De-
tectiye assisted to remove the garment; q long
walk and the excitement consequent upon seri-
Gus accident have indeed somewhat unstrung me;
but, thanks to kind Providence, the danger is
past"
Your accident, then was serious one''
Very responded the preacher, raising HE
eyes with earnestness to the ceiling "very, the
danger was great, but Higher Power preserved
me. was riding on in fancied security, when
suddenly my horse pitched into deep ravine; l
nothing till found myself lying alongside Of the
poor animal. who had broken one Of his legs; his
fall broke the force Of mine, and, you see, with
the exception Of q few bruises, ! am nninjured.
Removing my saddle bags, crawlod bac * into the
road, scarcely knowing where to turn my steps
hut, thanks to kind Providence, was guided 10
tnis inn.n
your escape was indeed miraculous said Mr..
DUFFY. Il am sorry that YOU should lose your
horse which must prove great misfortnne.r
- very great loss, sir, replied the preacher.
He was faithful beast, and has carried me
safely many a dark night. can scarcely account
for his unfortunate msstap on this OCCASION
The roads are very trcacherous hereabouts, y
said the detective; II once nearly experienced q
similar mishap.n
1T falls heavily on me, rejoined the preacher.
with sigh, for am poor man,
Your calling has many cares'
Cares echoed the preacher sally: lit has
manifold cares. IL is well for my rich brethren who
clothed in fine linen ana T. re snnptaous every
day, 10 talk about their cares; but. sir. when they
have experienced the trials that have passed
through; when they have suffered what ! have
endured; when they have borne Hanger. cold. ne
glect, in-ult--ah, sir--eyen gnominy, they NAV
talk about their cares and preach as many hoin-
lies a. they please about Cna'entmen aai resigna-
ton. The word calls ms lothing but q poor itine
rant, little under .anding why have chosen life
20 thankless.r
The preacher paused and passed hi hand across
his forehead "a though 20 obliterate some painful
Renaissance, and continued
But, ] work no. for this world. | have long
since given up its pleasures, looking TO the land
n he ma he nj hal %pu a
bountiful reward"
Mr.. Duffy insensibly felt q growing interes, for
his companion. whose pale, thoughtful phys
ognomy III up with the enthusiasm OF religion.
And not only those resumed the preacher
casting his eyes meeky towards the detective,
mot only those cares but something else. All,
sir, there j. secret in every mans breast that he
would, perhaps, never reveal, As the preacher
said this he again regarded his companion arten.
lively. The detectives face was turned half aside;
he made no reply.
The preacher continued.
And you, cir, have you never too, felt any can.
kering care; or locked up in your hearts casket
some dark, gloomy picture that you wss's ~"
'0 TSH a.&-sssvs started and turned pale even
through the paint on his cheeks.
~ by the question: he asked almost fercely.
Your pardon said the preacher, mildly. II
have unwittngly touched tender spot bat your
face. sir, il looked 80 like"
How like; what mean your exclaimed Duffy,
moving back in surprise aud even anger, but peg
ceiving his companion appeared hurt, he added
more softly.
81 meant not to be harsh. but wherefore the
question:"
Because said the preacher. "you look so
sorrowful; yet not sorrowful, either; | read in
your face something that has happened that you
would like 10 suppress II you could; pardon me
again. He paused abruptly, for the detective's
face was buried in his hands, and his head bowed
down, as though convulsed with some internal
agony.
"Go on he murmured, family.
at looks continued the preacher, "as though
you were tortured with fend tba, never left
you-khat watched you when You slept. followed
you when awake, breathcd in your ear reveng, for
some fanced wrong, or'i-hc did not hnisL. for he
old man suddenly raised himself up and looked the
speaker full In the eyes.
His face seemed transformed from the counte-
nance Of a human being TO something unreal and
awful. There was 20 much agony, grief, despair
and rage resting on every lneament, that the
preacher involuntariy shrank back and uttered a
low cry.
ssS,on nv Moor feN,v- I have frfohtcnaa gan y