The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1877-04-27

hearted, mean spirited cur as Iperform-
ed mine, and professed to have lacked
my usual acuteness, for more than once
the disciple of Galen aided me in my
my suggestians.
Nothing, however, came of it. could
not find trace.
Yes said. I'D take my oath the
dies are in this house, and it's one hum
dred pounds in my pocket if / find
them"
Then 1 most decidedly should try"
said the doctor, That sum is not to be
got every day
NO; I'll keep a watch in this house
till I've found them.
an the room,' he asked.
NO. amt quite made of stone" 1
replied bit hurt. But shall inspect
all who 60 out or come in"
Quite right; and wish you success,
for there's no telling what sufferings
these coiners occasion.
We then descended, and the doctor
left, afier telling the old Irish woman he
would call as he went home, on the par
:sh undertaken, and give the necessary
orders for the funeral.
Well, needn't lengthen out my story.
rented the parlor (by compulsion)
of the landlady, and established watch
night and day upon who and what went
out and entered the house.
Jim Bradley came and went of course,
unmolesteda and chaffed me considerably
when we met, while without the slight
est demur he let me visit his room
whenever l pleased.
What did it mean?
/ also made call now and then on the
widow.
Poor thing! she was always crying
and so meek and full of grief as she
moved around the room where her cof-
fined husband was-for she wouldn't
leave it-that the sight was pitiable.
The medical attendant dropped in
once toinquire how got on, and shook
his head on hearing my want of success.
81 fear if the dies are really here" he
said, "the fellow You call Bradley is too
deep for YOU"
Not if | know it" | said. Il have ap-
piled at headquarters for permission TO
make better search, and I'll take up
the flooring"
Il fancy that's the most likely place.
What is that" he asked.
"Only the undertaker's men," I said
putting the door open. ats the poor
fellows funeral to day."
Indeed! All, they hasten these mat
ters with the poor"
Just at that moment the wretched
coffin and its bearers passed along the
passage followed by the weeping widow
leaning on the old Irish woman. They
were the sole mourners.
The doctor respectfully removed his
hat and we stood in silence until it had
gone by.
"Poor-poor thing" my companion
remarked, with sigh, then, giving me
his card and asking me to call if 1 prov
ed successful, he went away.
Well, hours crept by and the silence
of the house began TO surprise me
Bradley had gone out early and hadn't
been home since. My assistant came
in about eight o'clock, but neither the
widow nor the landlady returned.
1 waited and waited. Eleven O'Clock
struck.
| began to get suspicious
Had / been done?
t l turned hot and cold; then seizing
the candle, darted up stairs. Bradley's
room was as usual, but the attic-the
sight of it made me ready to drop.
"Done-cleverly done" / cried waving
;! my candle around
Yes, the bitter humiliation-I had
been duped. Ihad been the victim OF
sensibility and clever trick.
There was the mattress ripped up,and
here, where the coffin had stood, was a
hole in the floor where the plank had
been removed. That had been the place
of concealnent.
: But where were the diesy Where
why in the coffin, of which. no doubt,
the dead man had been one of the bear
ers.
"Nonsense," | CALCULATED. The man
must have been dead. 1t isn't likely he
could deceive the doctor-a kind heart
ed fellow, and keen one; I'll go to
him.
Leaving my assistant in charge, | has
tened to Jude street with his card in nv
hand.
The red danger signal" indicated
the house, and knocking, asked to see
the doctor.
The servant, showing me into the
surgery, went in to summon him.
In few minutes he appeared-that
is, a gentleman appeared; gentleman
of about sixty, with silver gray hair.
Il beg your pardon" said, 1T is DIR
Alexander | wish to see"
Alexander, My name, sir, is Lindsay,
and am the only professional man in
this house-nay, in the street There
must be mistake"
Impossible / cried. "See, sir, here
is his card"
"Humph, Ihave never heard the name
in the neighborhood," he remarked,
perusing it. wait moment-if you
will allow me, will see"
Taking down one or two thick vol
emes from the book shelves, he ran over
lists under the initial A.
No" he said, as thought-his name
is not here. fear the title Of doctor"
must be assumed, and he is not a certifi-
Gated medical man"
/ then told my story
Sir" remarked DIR Lindsay, unable
to suppress smile, Il fancy you have
not only been duped BY dying man,
but also by his medical attendant
And so it proved
The whole had been a clever trick
from the widow to the doctor and par
ish'' funeral.
Nevertheless, l might have remained
in doubt to the last, had not my pride
ofplace been so wounded that did not
rest until | had tracked jim Bradley
again, and, this time, succeeded in cap
turing him and his gang among which
l not only discovered the young, discon-
solate widow of the dead husband, but
the doctor, the greatest rogue of the lot.
as it was he who. under his gentlemanIy