The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1868-11-02
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CHAPTER III

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CHAPTER III.
that same evening sat over their tea
ltn NorIoik Street, Strand, anothe
couple, who were also father ana son
out, In this pair, the Wardlaws werl
reversed. Michael Penfold was a raw
eEenoi gentle creature, with white hnir
plue eyes, and great timidity: WHY. If ,
stranger put to him a question, he nset
70 look All round the room before h
ventured to answer, -
i Robert, his son, was a voDpc, mo-,
WIN - large brown eye, a mellow voice
i square shoulders, and a prompt ant
4 Parson.
They were talking hopefully togetbe,
over living Robert was going 20 buy
II was near oxford, he said, and woult
not prevent his continuing to take pu.
place to take my wife TO IL / ever
nave one; and, meantime, i hone vou
VIII run down now and then, SatufGlaV
to Monday. "a "a Ia ,
THAT Will, Robert. sAh! how proud
she would have been to hear Won
preach; 1t was always her dream, poor
Let us think she can hear men said
Robert. "And I have got you still. the
proceeds OF this living will help me 10
lodge you more comEortably.D
You are very good Robert:I wouId
Eather see you spend It upon YOURSELF:
Out, dear me, what q manager Won
must be to dress so beautifully as You
90, and send your old father presents
as you do, and yetput by fourteen hun
dred pounds to buy this living"
lyon are mistaken, sir, I have only
saved four hundred; the odd thousand,
-buttbat is q secret for the presently
20, am not inquisitlve: 1 never
They then chatted about things of no
Importance whatever, and the old gen.
go to bed, when visitor was ushered
into the room. ~
The Penfolds looked a little sur.
prlsed, but not much. They had no
street door all tothemselves; no liverfetl
dragons to interpose between them and
unreasonable or unwelcome visitors.
the man was well dressed, with one
exception; he wore gold chain. He
had hooked nose, and u black, pierre
ing eye. He stood at the door, and OBJ.
served every person and thing in the
room infinitely, before he spokea word.
Then he said, quietly, "Mr. Michael
Penfold, believe"
cat your service, SIR"
And Mr.. Robert Penfold."
II am Robert Penfold. What Is your
busIness7" Rr
"Pray is the Robert PenTold' at the
back OF this note your writing ?"
Certainly 1t Is; they would not cash
that" y
30. 30; you yo,7- got the 69s money, then ?"
You have not parted with 1t, have
y '%No.p at,i' tH U
"All the better" He then turned to
Michael, and looked at him earnestly a
moment, THE fact is, SIR" said he,
"thers is a little irregnIarity about this
bill, which must be explained, or your
son might be called on to refund the
cash."
"Irregularily about-a bill2" cried
Michael Penfold, in dismay. "Who is
the drawer? Let me see 1t. D, dear
me, something wrong about bill in |
dorsed by you, Robert2" And the old !
man began to shake piteously.
: why, father" said Robert, Lf1hat
are you afraid of? 1.-THE bill is irregu-
lar, cal but return the money. 1t is |
in the house.n .gD f.e
1.-THE best way will be for Mr.. Robert |
Penfold to go at once with. me TO The |
bill-broker; he lives but few doors |
off. And you, sir, must stay here, and |
be responsible for the funds, till we |
return" -alJ p A4 IL
Robert Penford took his hat directly, |
and went off with this MYSTERIOUS visi- |
tor.
They had not gone many steps, when
companion stopped, and gett-
Ing IN front OF him, said, I'VE n.set-
tie this matter here" at the same |
time policeman crossed the way, and |
Joined them, and another man, who |
was in fact IA policeman in plain clothes,
from doorway, and stood at |
Robert Pentold's back. +,sfFs
The Detective, having thus surround
ed hun, threw on disguise. "My man."
In your house. But ] looked at the
worthy old gentleman, and his grey 1
hairs. 1 thought I'd spare him all L
could. have warrant to arrest you
for forgery - rs sIl.g - 4 |.
Forgery! arrest me for forgery I -
said Robert Penfold, with amazement,
but little emotion; for he hardly SEEM
I'D to take 1t in, in all its horrible siSni-
icance.
The next moment, however, he turn
I'd pale, and almost staggered under
ave had better go to Mr.. wardlaw,"
laid he. ~ entreat you to go to him
With me-" E ~
Cant be DONE" said the Detective.
'Wardlaw has nothing to do with it.
The bill is stopped. You are arrested 4
~ the gent that cashed It. Here
8 the warrant; will You go quietly with
is, or must 1 put the darbies on2n
Robert was violently agitated.
There is no need to arrest me, he
ried; "I shall not run from my accu-
er. Hands off, 1 say. I'm a clergy
nan of the Church of England, and you
hall not lay hands on me-" -
But one OF the policeman did lay
lands on him. Then the Reverned [,
robert Penfold shook him furiously
Il, and, with one active bound, sprang /
nto the middle of the road.
The officers went at him incautiously,
nd the head-detective, as he rushed
onward, received a heavy blow on the X
Ieci and jaw, that sounded along the
treet, and sent him rolling in the mud;
his was followed by n quick success Ia
lon of staggering facers, administered
he subordinates. These, however,
nough bruised and bleeding, succeed i
d at last in graphing their man, and {
II came to the ground together, and
here struggled furiously;: every WIN ,
ow in the street was open by this time 4
nd at one the white hair and reverend /
ace of Michael Penfold looked out ON i
his desperate and unseemly struggle, G
nth hands that beat the air in helpless I
gony, and inarticulate cries of terror.
The Detective got up and sat upon /
robert Penfoldls chest; and at last the 1 /
hree forced the handcuffSN upon him,
nd took him in n cab to the station IN
ouse. IS. lC
Next day, before the magistrate.
Yardlaw senior proved the note was a Ii
1rgery, and Mr.. Adams partners | 3
wore to the prisoner as the '