The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1877-03-21
I rejoined. a bit hurt. But shall in.

I rejoined. q bit hurt. But 1 shall in.
spect all who come in or 60 out. !" -.
"Quite right; and l wish you sue
cess, for there's no telling the suffering
these cOiners OCCASION -s@f !" "sa1
We then descended, and tho doctor
left, after telling the Irish woman
that he would call as he went home
on the parish undertaken, and would
give all the necessary orders for the
funeral.
Well, need not lengthen out my
story. w. -
rented the parlor by compulsion of
! the landlady, and established watch,
upon who and what went out of the
house.
Jim Bradley came and went, of course,
unmolested, and chafed me considera-
bly, when we met, while, without the
! slightest demur, he let me visit his
room whenever pleased.
What did it mean!
also made call, now and then, on
the widow. IT,
Poor thing, she was always crying,
and moving 50 meek and full of grief,
as she moved about the room where
her coffined husband was, for she
wouldn't leave it, and the sight was
pitiable.
The medical attendant dropped in
once to see how got on, and shook
his head on hearing of my want of sue
cess. b.
81 fear if the dies are really here, he
| coiI sSfhn fo11nvxy coll prol11~r 41o
deep for you.''
"Not if know it, said. IL have
applied at headquarters for permission
to make better search, and I'll take
up the aooring.''
81 fancy that's the most likely place.
Who is that?'' he asked.
"Only the undertaken s men, I said,
putting the door open. ''It's the poor
fellows funeral to-day
s'Indeed. All, they hasten these
matters with the poor.''
just at the moment the wretched
coffin and it's bearers passed along the
passage, followed by the weeping
widow and the hish 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 a sigh; then, gave me
his card, and asking me to call if 1
proved successful, he went away.
| Well, the hours swept 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 but neither the
widow nor the landlady returned.
waited and waited. Eleven o'clock
struck.
began to get suspicious.
Had been done.
turned hot and cold; then. Selling
the candle, darted up stairs. Bradley's
room was as usual; but the attic-the
sight of it made me feel ready to drop.
''Done- cleverly done!" I cried,
waving my candle around.
| Yes; bitter the humiliatiOn-I had
been duped! had been the victim of
sensibility and clever trick.
There was the mattress, ripped up;
and there, where the coffin had stood,
was hole in the floor, where a plank
had been removed. That had been the
place of concealment.
| But where were the dies! Where
why, in the coffin, of which, no doubt,
the dead man had been one of the
| bearers.
"Nonsense!'' calculated. ssThe man
he could have deceived the doctor-a
kind hearted fellow, but keen one;
l IL go to him.
Leaving my assistant in charge, I
FASTENED to Jude street, with his card
in my hand.
The ':danger signal'' indicated the
house, and, knocking, I asked to see
the doctor.
The servant, showing me into the
surgery, went to summon him.
In few moments he appeared-that
is, a gentleman appeared; a gentle
man of about sixty, with silver gray
hair.
81 beg your pardon,' 1 said cit is
DR.. Alexander wish to see!''
"Alexander! My name, sir, is Lind
sey, and | am the only professional
man in this house-nay, in the street.
There must be mistake.'' ,a
''1mpossible - cried. "See, sir
here is his card.'' -
''Humph have never heard the
name in the neighborhood,' he re.
marked, perusing it. Swat mo.
ment If you will allow me will see.'
Taking down one or two thick
volumes from the bookshelves, he ran
over lists under the initial A. IL
| "No,'' he said. Gas l thought-his
name is not here. I fear the title of
doctor must be assumed, as he is not
a certificated medical man,
! Ithen told my story.