The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1877-03-08
Not to be Done.

More than once | had pounced down upon
them in their haunts; and all vanished
like magic; and being unable to produce
proofs. the chief whom desired most to
convict fairly laughed at me and my
efforts
This naturally gave me considerable an
noyance and with some heat calculated,
"Ion've escaped me this time Jim Brad
ley but I'm not john Spindler il you do
the next"
'-When You catch me, hold me.' he
grinned. "How dare you maign an in
nocent man?'
s.Innoccnt then the evil one is not SO
black as he is painted y retorted.
Well it was nearly nine months before
| again ran down Jim and his gang then
| detected them in low. wretched street
near the city road The house they used
was kept by All old Irish woman.
Having watched the house till | was
sure Of my game, | went to Scotland ! ard,
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 at a
little distance, knocked at the door Get
ting no answer, stepped back and looked
up at the house
1t was as dark as pitch. save faint
glimmer in the first floor window. AS |
returned | felt certain | saw the blind of
the lower room move. Trusting if ! was
being inspected, that the darkness had
concealed my identity, repeated my sum-
mons, when after a long delay, the door
was slowly opened by the OLD lanGlady,
bearing flaming tallow candle.
''Did you knock atore ?" she said, peer
ng ieebly at me. Sure, Pm as deaf as Il
post, yer honor, and don't hear a bit. Who
do you want ?'
cone of your respectable dodgers. Mrs
O'Brien,' | answered, entering the pass
age and putting my foot so rs to prevent
the door closing Thanks. old lady,
won't trouble You further
Giving a preconcerted whistle, my men
came rapidly forward.
ooh, the perleese! Oh, holy st. Patrick !
have mercy upon q lone widder woman
Oh, good jinllemen, what's the matter.
sure !" shrieked the hag.
Paving no heed to these calculations, |
placed one policeman on guard, and with
the others sprang up stairs.
Reaching the landing, found all dark,
II !.
under the door in front OF Us. | tried the
handle 1t was locked.
'Ne have him this time" whispered,
exultingly for had caught the sound Of
Jim Bradley's voice. Il 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 'Queen's s
name - ! exclaimed aloud.
"lIullo, is that you, dear Splndler p"
cried Jim from within. ''Happy to see
YOU, I'm sure! Remember what said,
Hold me when you catch me old boy. The
thing is to trap your bird y"
ii will take care Of that Mr.. JIM re-
oined "Open, or we shall break in the
door,"
"Oh, plaze .jintlemcn-dear, good jim
tlemrn, for the love OF the SAINT don't
make a noise There's Il poor sowl iist
partin' this lite up stairs, and his dear
Young widdy's Almost distracted. Sorra
4 one of We jintlomen have any pity: Don't
terlity the colleen nor the partin' sowl,
who. sure has troubles enough
"Silencc, you old cronc y | exclaimed,
'and fetch u light, OF I'll have you arrest
ed as al ac"ompllce."
With Il regular howl OF disappointment
she hobbled away, declaring she's do any
thing tor US, imploring pity Tor q poor
lone woman. and compassion for the part
in sowl up stains.
We didn't wait for her return. Aware
no one could pass us on the stairs, and be-
ieving Jim might be trying to destroy
the moulds, we put one shoulder against
the door, and drove the lock from the boN
1 hol NJ IN 1,rht to h1a ayt N
gushed and rush made.
was disappointed. Jim sat composedly
at the table with another man playing
cards
"lIullo' You don't stand on ceremony
John, my friend, = he remarked laughing
Il thought every mans house was hi cas-
tie
$50 it is. Jim, until lie makes it a shield
for law breaking," | answered
'Proye your words, my man"
II intend to, hope; SO you viii Just
consider yourself my prisoner Willie |
search.
.'Please yourself, and take the conse-
quences, " he replied, and carelessly went
on with his game.
Putting my men Oh guard, | began to
examine the apartment,
| sounded the walls, grouped up the
chimneys, tried the flooring
No, not & sign while Jim Bradley 8
utter Indifference, | own, perplexed me.
"Done again y muttered, when heard
a heavy step in the room above.
"WhO's that up stairs ~ | asked
:. on should know yourself by this
time" answered Jim. II can only say that
contOunded Irish hag is always screechin'
as a chaps dying, which ain tmuch con-
Germ Of mine. IS long rs he keeps hissef
to hisselt. and don't groan too loud Ugh,
low, game, without even the Jack, Phil, y
he added to his companion, putting down
his cards.
The sick mans a ruse. perhaps, thought |.
Come, lads" said, aloud, "We'Il go
up
Regardless OF the Old woman's entreaties
not to disturb the poor "dyin' sowi,' we
mounted.
The back attic was as bare as bare could
be When | was about to enter the other.
the door opened, and u grave-look ing, re-
specially dressed man crossed the thres-
hold
"IIusA,n ? he said, in Il low tone. May
| ask the meaning of this disturbance 1t
is most unseemly, and out OF place! The
poor fellow in here has but few mo-
ments to live His unfortunate Young
wife is distracted"
| looked keenly at him
"lf it isn't an impertlnent question,
sir" asked, pray who may you be? ?"
"Who am | ?" he smiled. 81 am Doctor
| Alexander Of Jude street, close by. Now
in my turn, who are you ?'
instantly acquainted him with my bust
ness He looked serious and interested.
"Iumph !" he said, drawing me little
aside; "A have only visited this place once
or twice, but own have had my doubts
of its respectability We medical men see
strange scenes Still ] don't fancy the
poor woman and her husband have had
any connivance with the people below
He is a bricklayer. Though, OF course, in
such matters you are the best judge. Such
persons are capable Of all manner Of tricks
1t is, Of course, your duty to make certain
Only, in case you are wrong, be gentle
with the wretched wife and mother. Come