The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-04-12
The Anti-Monopo1iSt..
s madam. I cried, sare you not my

s. Madam cried, ARE you not my
afianced?
sBriareus,' exclaimed Tom, you
are mad; this lady is my wife.
81 saw it all at a glance, moaneo
the poor mad creature, making my
heart bleed for him. 81 knew then
why had been sent to lndla-why
this woman had made me keep our en-
gagement secret. She loved my cou-
sins gold!
sMy passion rose; l could not con
troll myself. With cry more IKE a
wild beast than a man, ! sprang
upon Tom. had him by the throat
and would have killed him, but the
man who came with me from India
he who called himself my TREND
turned traitor for gold. he dragged
me away from my cousin and telleo me
to the earth. My keeper! They SAID
/ was mad, and locked me up IN the
chamber. Not alone: no, no, not
alone they cannot shut out the ghosts.
They come and tell me stories-Wlld,
horrible stories. | will tell them to
YOU some night. Hank the ghosts call
me. | must go at once, or they will
come here. Farewell: tomorrow y
Slowly he crept from the room, Mrs.
Gruesome and following. Our hearts
ached for him.
We saw him enter the mysterious
chamber and heard him lock himself
in.
sMrs. Gruesome, said 1--we will 60
to bed. lie, poor fellow, IS harmless,
but tomorrow I will see the agent,
who must provide a keeper. | 90 not
want Mr.. Briareus removed until |
have heard his story. 1t will save my
eyesight, not reading at night. Good
NIGHT Janet. Say nothing of this to the
servants and do not be afraid. He Is
quite a gentleman and harmless. =
4 retired to my apartment, double
locking the door, and barrlcaded 1t III
case of any accidents.
} Next morning I arose late. and de
scended to breakfast, which ought e
have been ready at least an hou
earlier. Judge my establishment a
: finding the room in confusion, and ia
net Gruesome in even greater -con1us
ion than the apartment.
sHe has gone, sir!' she cried, as
3 entered the parlor.
} ssWho has gone!" | demanded.
e "The mad gentleman. He mus
have left the house in the middle
s the night"
!. "Well, we'll, replied, ''perhaps
is better so. He was a nuisance.
|, he has drowned himself, it is no fau
d of ours; we were not his keepers;
:. let me have breakfast. Get the tie
and coffee service my unc lie lett me.
Z, "Your uncle left them, sir, but tf
mad gentleman didn't sObbed Jane
r "he's taken 'em sir, and the sllvt
:. spirit-stand as WE'LL
.sWhat! taken my silver services!
e Eyes, sir; and every other piece
r. silver, and all the jewelry he cou
y End, as we'll AS
le | could hear no more. but rushing
the house agent, told him all about
r. "You have been dOne,' hesSaldIqult
4. w. .sthere never was Mr.. Briare
s. Balcombe. The room only contain
n. pictures and some old furniture OF
,u particular value, but favorites OF N
Il. Balcombe. SO he locks them up. Cor
to the police
ba He hurried me off to the police
~. spector, to whom | related this s
II story.
..That's Solomon Smith work for
in wager cried the inspector, laughlr
90 II heard he had been in this nelghb'
on hood. Deuced clever fellow; COZ
#. have made a fortune on the stage II
If liked. No doubt he found out all abe
as. the room. and also heard-asking ye
on pardon, sir-that you had queer croft
cts, so got into the house when it
to empty, picked the lock OF the roc
I'd and PLAYED the mailman. know hi
sir, and will be after him"
49, This was four years ago. And
~ police are after my Mad Tenant still