Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1860-03-08

Rocket,,or any of his friends, removed the
bag in which the gold was packed, Fraser
was to whistle. and his men were to clint
from their hiding places. and secure who.
eyerit might be. If he leaped- over the
railing Of the canseway. and took to the
water, there was the boat in which to fol-
lowand capture him. la..' ~
Mr.. Fraser was very particular to prac-
sice his allies in springing qdickly from
their place of concealment and impressing
upon them and my father the necessity OF
all acting together keeping careful watch
and strict silence. "And now, sir, said
he to my father as distant clock chimed
quarter oftwelve; it is time to get to our
places and to bait the trap so please to
hand me the bag that i may mark il. and
some OF the coins so as to be able to iden-
tify them at the trial. He had made up
his mind you see to nail master Tom this
time. so a<f
Ny father gave him the bag, saw him
write upon it, and make sine scratches on
about dozen of the guineas, and then my
father let himself down into the boat, in
which he was Immediately joined by the
raAner.
''It's all right, said Fraser, in low
tone.
DO you think he will Gomez" whisper
ed my father. 20 ht1n &afeN0~s
Certain" replied Fraser. "but. hush
we must not talk, sir, times up"
For three mortal hours did my father
sit in that boat, and the runners lay stretch
ed ont on the broad of their backs upon
those hurdles watching for Tom Rocket to
come for his money, and for three mortal
hours not soul approached the bridge.
not sound bit the wash Of the swollen
river was heard. By the time that the
clock struck three. my father who had been
nOdding for the last twenty minutes, fell
fast asleep as he sat covered up in his cloak,
for it was bitter cold night; but was very
speedily aroused by hearing Fraser cry ont
that they were adrift.
Adrift they were, sure enough. The rope
that held them had been chafed against the
sharp corner of pile so Mr.. Fraser ex-
plained) till it broke. and away went the
boat, whiting round and roundin the ed
dies of the river. fit to make any on giddy.
SO strong was the stream. that they were
carried mile and half down 1t, before
they could get ashore. My father was for
directly to the bridge, and so
was Fraser; but some how or other they
lost each other in the dark and when my
farther arrived there. having run nearly all
the way, he found. to his great surprise,
that the officers had left. He rushed to the
heap of stones and there the first thing that
caught his eye was his pocket book-the
money aras gone.
Lord, how he did swear.
Determining to have it out with the run
ners for deserving their posts, he hurried
on to the Inn where they had met. and
were to pass the night He knocked at the
door, No answer He knocked again,
louder. No answer. lie was not in the
best of temper as Won may guess so he
gave the door a big kick In it flew; and
a sight met his view that fairly took away
his breath, Tied into five chairs, hand
and foot, trussed up like so many Christ
mas turkeys. with five gags in their five
months, and their FIVE pair Of eyes glaring
at him owlishly sat the real Mr.. Fraser and
his four Bow street runners. Tom Rocket
had managed the business at the bridge
himself. How he managed to get scent of
the plot, and to seize the officers. all
together inst at the nick of time, my father
never could find ont, and no Que knows to
this day.
Upon examining his pocket book. my
father found all his documents. and paper
on which was written these words:
"By destroying these writings | could
have ruined you. In doing SO should
have injured your client, whom / respect.
For his sake L keep my word. though you
have played me false. - & r
. tAAse - easssa @ToN RocKET. -
Here Mr.. Josh paused, and smoked for
some time in silence. III If.J
And what became of Tom?" asked one
of the company. as fs7.sa .sr su
"Well," replied Mr. Josh, CATER hav-
ing been tried three times, and getting of
upon some law bubble on each occasion.
he who had robbed the worth Of thousands
of pounds. and escaped-was executed at
Nottingham for stealing IN old bridlel''