Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1873-03-21
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and laid her hand on mine.
"Now, my good man." replied Mr..
Blake, perhaps you will explain this
matter; you telegraphed down from Lon
don to stop this lady, and here she is.
Now, if you please, explain" F" --
"This gentleman" I said to the officer,
''is my niece's legal adviser. / assume it
is mistake, still we shall be glad of your
| explanation. You are detective, pre-
srme?" :raa5s.e @z
"No, sir, am not; my name is"
Herbert! Herbert! my dear Herbert,
it is youl'' @r
Clara had gone to him, and he was
clasping her in his strong arms, while her
| face was hidden in his great beard
"My own, my darling, my own true
| darling, she loves me STILL"
| But why describe their meeting? Mr..
Blake said to me at once:
''My dear sir, I am not wanted here,
and I doubt if you are,n and we. left
them.
| In half an hour we thought it possible
we might be less in the way, and we went
in. They sat on the sofa at a suspicious.
ly great distance from each other, and
looked as happy and foolish as possible.
''And now, my dear Herbert, please to
explain to us what has taken you at least
half an hour to make clear to my niece. u
well, my dear Uncle-I may call you
Uncle?"
"Oh, yes. A month sooner is not much
consequence. -s-.....
g e'Don't, Uncle" said Clara.
"You know how I went away, with
just enough to pay for my tools and out
| fit and passage. | went to California, to
the diggings, and was lucky, and got a
good claim, worked it., made a little
money, took shares in machine, worked
the claim, improved the machinery, be-
came manager, director, and got rich,
started six months ago to come home for
Clara, took the fever, at Panama. was
down for two months there, not able to
move hand or foot, and arrived only last
night in Liverpool There l met an old
friend and heard all the news OF poor
Websters death, the promise, the rest,
and, above all, that tomorrow was the
day. started by the first train to get to
London, thinking that the marriage
would take place there, and that | should
be in time. Looking out of the window
Of the carriage as the trains were passing
each other at Peterborough, l saw Clara
with her mother. I did not see you.
was mad; they had both started; 1 could
not get out There was Clara going from
me, and 1 going from her, as fast as ex-
press trains could take US. What could I
do? | knew nothing of where she was
going, and yet my information was posi-
tive that she was going to be married to-
morrow, solely because she would keep
her promise.
,-"Can you wonder at my doing as l did?
The train did not stop till it reached Lon
don, and I found that by the time had
hunted up the address to which you had
gone from. the servants at home, | should
have lost the last train and not been able
to get here till long past midnight. What
to do I could. not think.
"In the carriage in which sat some
body had been talking about the murder
of Tawell, and the telegraph, the police
on the doorstep, and so on. 1t all flashed
on my mind in an instant.
CT went to the telegraph Office and
looked in. There was only a young lad
there.
"I went in and called him.
)" &" Can you telegraph to York for me?'
Certainly, SIR
"'I wrote the telegram you saw
" You must sign this, sir
"No, l must not, young man, and l
drew him toward me by the shoulder.
"'M My names Field, Inspector Field !;
you understand
t' Oh! certainly, sir. Did you catch
that man the other day? l heard of it
from one of our clerks
'Oh, yes; caught him safe and sound ;
he's in Newgate now.'
Indeed, sir, said the lad.
"'Youll send that at once; the train s
+ha I'll n
| it,
''He did send it and as heard the
click, click, click, it was like the throb of
| a new heart circulating fiery blood in my
arteries, for knew it would enable me
to>see you, Clara dear, and then | came
down, as you see, by, the train, and feel
| disposed now to embrace all the telegraph
clerks in. the kingdom"
/ 'WelL. young man, it's a dangerous
game; suppose you are aware it's an
| offense- not lightly punished to pretend
YOU are. an officer of police?" said MIR.
! Blake. ). =
| "My dear Mr.. Blake, if it was death on
the instant OF. discovery, and was in the
same strait, should do the same thing
over again."
"You must find a prosecutor, Mr..
Blake" said Clara, :"and as ], the princi'
pal person concerned, am not going to
prosecute the officer, / think he will
escape" lrs,.ss sF s.re=-~
sAnd why" said I, ssdid you not tele-
graph to Clara .direct?"
| because I feared that Mrs. Webster
might possibly have prevented our meet
ing"
Mr.. Blake left us with his eyes twink
ling and muttered something to me about
''servitude for life ;"
A month after this [ had the pleasure
of giving away my niece to Herbert, and
in two months more I had the pleasure of
reading fnsthe Times the announcement
of the marriage of Mrs. Webster to
Francis Tredgsr, Esq, ,ef Tredgar Hall,
to which ceremony, need scarcely say, l
was not invited. =. $500
Clara. Herbert and live together, and
to this day he is spoken of among mis- in
Inmates assHerBert, Langley, s'that active
and intelligent officer. "
A SOMEWHAT remar kable character has
| Just terminated a very brilliant.career at
| the little village of North Granville, in
washington County, New York. His
name is Tom Cree, and his earliest place
| of residence was the poor-house He was
taken thence by a'kind farmer, and given
800. He had great aptitude for trade,
and soon multiplied his capital several
fold. Then he bTanched out, and SO great
was the confidence of the citizens Of the
place in his business abilities, that he had
no difficulty in procuring all the money
that he wanted. He started bank; en-
gagged in all kinds of enterprises, and es-
tablishedbusiness relations that extended
from Boston to Iowa. All this time he
was lavishly generous, and gained wide
reputation for his benevolence. But the
other day he disappeared, and now it is
found that he has robbed his neighbors
of S200OOO. leaving some of them SO poor