St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1869-03-05

here were several false alarms OF tins
!, kind, as different people who had been
taking refreshments at the tap came out,
one after another, i'll pretty rapid success
SION. At last, after longer interval
than usual, the door opened quickly once
again.
at is he,' said, hardly knowing
till l heard the confused murmer Of
an exclamation from the group behind
me-that | spoke. ''He has come out.
He is looking first one way and then an
other, and now he is gone, and the gar,
dener will be too latc,''
i could still see him, and could make
out in which direction he was now going.
SIS there any one belonging to the sta
bic here %
"Ies, sir" replied voice l knew
sect a horse saddled at once, Mat
thew, and bring him round The swiftesi
you have in
In a moment heard the mans foot
steps gathering down the stairs.
Can you see him still ?" asked the
old house-keeper
'At present can, but shall not be
able to do 50 long, The part of the road
he is approaching is hidden from my
view"
Very soon my prediction came true.
There was turn in the road. Trees
and buildings and rising ground interven-
cd and hid the figure. 1t did not show
again for long space when it did it
came out by the railroad station.
| sat and thought the situation over,
and the conviction forced itself upon me
more and more strongly, that this rail-
way station would be the ultimate desti-
nation OF the murderer, and that the on
ly chance now was to keep Il steady
watch upon It's approaches But my
eyes, especially the left eye, which L had
to keep closed, were now 50 tired that i
could hardly use them. | found it, how
ever, by no means easy to get substi-
tute.
There were only present at this time
the women servants and boy. The boy
could not be trusted of course and the
woman, one and all, proclaimed as they
seated themselves by turns before the
glass, that they could only see ''some-
thing dark bobbing up and down at the
end of it At last it was suggested that
! Martin, the Wears iactotum. who had
been out. must be at home by this time,
and Il servant being dispatched in search
of him, he presently appeared and took
my place at the glass, through which he
could see perfectly.
''llc lives just there, sir, between the
part Of the road where you say he disap-
peared and the station" said Martin,
when he had heard all the foregoing par
ticulars '.iuSt behind that row of pop
lars you see down vonder.'
This opened new view of the matter
Martin suggested that perhaps he had
gone home. and that the right course
mi ght be to send there to capture him
The propriety OF this however, double
''keep your attention fixed upon that
station" | said. land let me be informed
his way there at last"
Martin kept his glass fixed on the lit
tie building in silence. Everything ap-
pcared to be be at stand still for a mo-
ment.
An old woman carrying basket is
making her way slowly to the station"
said Martin Zone or two other people
are beginning TO arrive
''What sort of peopl lie -
son, not our man. One is lad looks
like Il gentlcman's groom, come TO fetch
some parcel. The other is miller with
sack of meal. There are signs of some
stir about the place, and can make out
the porters moving about. What time
is it, sir - asked the man very sudden
ly.
Twenty minutes past FOUR" l an
swered.
The down train is due at twenty-nine
minutes past four" said Martin. That
accounts for the buste'
"Wherc does it 20 - asked.
ITS the Bristol train, sir" was the
answer.
Just the place where | thought the
murderer would want to 90.
"Therr'S Il cart driven by an old man
with a great many parcels, which the
porterS are removing, and taking into
the station there's man with a couple
of pointers coupled. The trains coming
sir. | can see the smoke, and they
working the signals as hard as they can
30. Here's a carriage driving up with 4
pair of white horses. It's the Westbrook
carriage,-I can see the liveries. There's
Squire Westbrook getting out, and there
are the two young ladies. Here's the
postman with his leather bag Here's a
woman with little boy the trains III
now, and they're just going to shut the
doors. Here comes sombody running
; He's volunteer, one of our own corps.
He'll be too late. No; the porter sees
him, and beckones him to make haste,
The volunteer runs harder than ever, the
porter drags him into the station, and the
door is shut"
..Is there nobody else ~ | asked in vi.
] olent excitement.
''Not soul, sir and now the train i,
off"
''And are you sure you've not misset
. any one -
"Quite sure, sir
l was profoundly disappointed, and 70
the moment puzzled how to act. Watch
| ing the station was, for the present, use
less. There would not be another trail
: until eight o'clock at night. The onl,
chance, under these circumstances, seem
: ed to be the chance of finding the man a
: his own house. Thither | determined Il
90, thinking that even if he were no
+ there l might obtain some information
from the neghbors which might prove Z"
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