The Portland daily press., 1877-02-03
Not to be Done.

being unable to produce, proofs the chief
whom desired most to convict, fairly laugh
ed at me and my efforts.
This naturally gave me considerable an
noyance; and with some heat calculated,
you've escaped me this time Jim Bradley !:
but Pm not John Spindler if you do the
next"
when you catch me, hold mer' he
grinned. slow dare you malign an inno-
cent mani"
"Innocent! then the evil one is not so
black as he is paintedv I retorted.
Well, it was nearly nine months before /
again ran down Jim and his gang; then 1
detected them in low, wretched street near
the city road. The house they used was
kept by an old Irish woman.
Having watched the house till was sure
OF my game, went TO Scotland Yard, saw
the chief, reported my news, got some men
and on one dark, ,gusty winters night made
swoop upon them.
Leaving the police had brought a. little
distance, knocked at the door. Getting no
answer, stepped back and looked up at the
house.
1t was as dark as pitch, save a faint glim-
mer in the first floor window. As returned
felt certain I saw the blind of the lower
room move. Trusting, if / was being in
spected, that the darkness had concealed my
AOCnutye l. 4CpCdLCu buuuUuSs WuCu dlLcI
long delay, the door was slowly opened by
the old landlady, bearing flaming tallow
candle.
"Did you knock afore p" she said peering
feebly at me. sSure, Pm as deaf as post
yer honor, and don't hear bit. Who do
you wantP'
"One Of your respectable dodgers, Mrs.
O'Brien," answered, entering the passage
and putting my foot so as to prevent the
door closing. "Thanks, old lady, won't
trouble you further"
Giving a preconcetted whistle, my men
came rapidly forward.
s'Oh, the perleese! Oh, holy St. Patrick /!
have mercy upon lone wilder woman Oh,
good jintlemen, what's the matter, surep
shrieked the hag.
Paying no heed to these calculations,
placed one policeman on guard, and with the
Others sprang up stairs.
Reaching the landing,I found all dark, save
faint glimmer which issued from under the
door in front of US. tried the handle. It
was locked.
'We have him this timep' 1 whispered,
exultingly, for had caught the sound of
Jim Bradley's voice. II have examined the
house well, and there is no means of egress
either by the roofs or the windows. They
are trapped. Open in the Queens name p
exclaimed aloud.
"H1ilo, is that you, dear Spind!er P"
cried Jim from within. ''Happy to see you
Pm sure! Remember what said, Hold me
when you catch me old boy The thing is to
trap your birdP'
81 will take care of that Mr.. Jim," re-
joined. "Open, or we shall break in the
doorw
"Oh, place jintlemen-dear, good jintle-
men, for the love OF the saints don't make a
nrwl sicfy ksvNg4 41,sc
life up stairs, an his dear young widdy's
Almost distracted! Sorra one of ye jintle-
men have any pity. Don't terrify the colleen
nor the partin' sowl, who, sure has troubles
enongh.'
..Silence. you old cronep' I exclaimed,
"and fetch light, or I'll have you arrested
as an accomplice."
With regular howl of disappointment she
hobbled away, declaring she'd do anything
for us, imploring pity for poor lone woman,
and compassion for the partin' soWl up
stairs.
We didn't wait for her return. Aware no
one could pass us on the stairs, and believing
Jim might be trying to destroy the moulds,
we put our shoulders against the door, and
drove the lock from the box.
had prepared for the light to be extin-
guished and a rush made.
I was disappointed. Jim sat composedly
at the table, with another man playing
cards.
MHullol Won don't stand n, cerenoorv
John, my friend" he remarked. LAUGHING.
ssT thnnoht opory mon,s hausa ~. 1;s 20
tie" ''O ~
$50 1t is, Jim, until he makes it a shield
"Proye your Words. INV man %
81 intend to. I hone: 80 Won will inst ron.
slider yourself nv prisoner while searcb :"
tsPiease yourselE and take the conseouen-
ces.n he renlied. and careiess,v went IN With
his game.
Putting nv men on cuard. bepan to OK.
anime the Apartment.
I sounded the walls. eroped I'M the chin.
news. tried the f1oorinn
No, not sign; while Jim Bradley's utter
indifference. own. nernlexed me, A
stDone AGAIN p; mntfered wben hoard
heavy stan % in ,be room , .hove ~n'n A'"iu
"Who's that m stairs ps asked
"You should know vourself bv this timen
answered lin. 0T can nniv saw that CON
founded Irish hao ;s alwava scrsech;n, as a
chaps a diving. Which amt much concern Of #
mine. as long as he keeps hisseIf to hisseIf
and don't erean too 1ond S ;TSS low Nv A,sSu osma
without even the Jack. Phil he added. to
his Companion. putting down his cards.
The sick mans a ruse. peIhaps. Thought
"Come. iads.n said. alond. aWe'1i On
upp' ' : '''' ''''' won ~
Regardless of the old woman,s entreat;es
not to disturb the moor Hdvin' sowl we
mounted,
The back attic was as hare a. hare could he
When was about to enter the other, the
door opened, and graye-looking. respectablv
dressed man crossed m the threshafdi A''ps''"'S
"Hush," he said, in low tone. "Mav T
ask the meaning of this disturbance IT. ia
most unseemly. and ont of nlaceI The noor
fellow in here has but a few moments to live. live
His nnforfun.te vo,,ng w;fa 10 J;strao+aJ >,
0I looked keeniv at him
"If II isn't an imnertinen, oues,;on cir vI
asked. "prav who nav Won he '' So '"' =
"Who am Ip; he SMILED ~ .I o nootor
Alexander of indie Street close hv ~ NOV Uv'In in
NV turn. who are YOU Pn
Instantly acquainted him with NV busi-
ness. he looked serious and interested.
HHumphp p he said. drawing me a little
aside; 81 have only visited this place once or
twice, but own 1 have had INV doubts of its
respectability. We medical men see strange
scenes. Still don't fancy the poor woman
and her husband have had any conniyance
with the DE- ople below. He is a bricklaver.
Though, of course, in such matters Won are
the best Judge. Such persons are CAPABLE of
all manner Of tricks. II is. of course. vonr
duty to make certain. Only. in case vou are