The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1877-11-17

- ""sn "a il6hb seemeu 70 pass across
Maud's face, but she only said, demurely:
"Yoar laudlady is German, is she
not p
"Yes; her English is very imperfect.
Have you ever seen her2n
"No; ! have heard Fred speak Of her.
Ny mother, you know, was German
"But what has that to do with Freds
case p
Il will tell you. vogdes has tried to
find the thief, and failed. Youhave tried,
and failed. | mean to ryand succeed r
"Youl What can you do2n
"Come tomorrow, aud l viii tell you.
Punctual to the appointed time, Potter
made his appearance.
With dancing eyes and flushed checks,
Maud met him.
Well?" he asked, certain from her
looks that she had good tidings.
II told you / would succeed
"And you did? Huzza / feel as
Fred himself
ITO whom have telegraphed to return.
He will be here this evening, and you
must bring Mr.. Markham, Mr.. Yogdes
and the proper police authorities, to meet
in his room. Then Mr.. Potter, 90 to Mr..
Arnold's room and remove the pipe Of the
stove at the elbow. In the joint you viii
find Mr.. Markham's memorandum book
and the missing notes.
"You are sure?n
"Listen This morning, in calico
dress, sun-bonuet, and pair of coarse
shose, for disguise, l applied for the place
Of ehambermaid at the boarding house
where Mr.. Arnold has room. Ibra;ded
my hair in two long plaits, and convinced
your landlady that l was recent impor-
tation from Germany, unable to speak a
word Of English. She agreed to take me
for one week on trial, and before had
been two hours in the house, | was
sent to tidy Mr.. Arnolds room. Never
was a room tidied SO quickly; and, see
ing my mistress on her way to the market,
| shot the bolt, and took a survey Of the
premises. The trunk was locked. the bu-
reau drawers wide open, the closet door
ajar. | felt reluctance to overhaul any
private Repositories; though I should have
done it" she added, resolutely, ''if l had
been driven to it l rummaged little,
when on the closet-Aoor / espied shirt,
apparently scarcely soiled, except one
sleeve, and that was black with SCOT
"What is he doing at the fireplace
in summer ?" l thought, and went to
examine. A few minutes sufficed to con.
vince me that the stove had been moved
out, and the elbow Of the pipe removed.
| repeated the process to find a roll Of Eve
hundred-dollar notes, and small note
book, with the name Rufus Markham on
the first page. | replaced everything
carefully and came home. Now, Mr..
Potter, he must be taken by surprise, or
he may say Fred put the notes there
"YOu are brave girll' cried the old
man, looking with admiration at the beau
tiful, animated face, "and Fred will owe
you moro than his life.n
"He can repay me by coming to tell me
the good news when he is clear"
Eight was striking by the city clocks
when Doctor Graham Arnold, dressed in
the latest fashion, and with fragrant Ha-
vana between his lips, stroIlcd leisurely
into his room.
He had been in the parlor of his board
ing house for an hour, watching Mr.. Pot
ter with some anxiety, but wholly unaware
Of the little party Of four, who, in Mr..
Potter's temporary apartment, awaited his
return TO his own room.
Once inside the door, the nonchalant
look left the handsome face Of the young
man, and he NUT tered fercely:
Il must get out Of this Potter suspects
me, and may yet communicate his suspi.
cions to Mr.. Markham. win be off to
night as soon as the house is quiet
He opened small travelling satchel, as
he spoke, and was rapidly filing it with
the necessaries for journey, when he was
interrupted BY a knock at the door.
Tossing the satcheI into the closet, he
cried
sCome.in e
But bis face turned liyid as his call was
Obsyed, and party of FIVE entered his
room.
Two policemen stationed themselves on
his right and left, while Mr.. Markham,
Mr.. Potter, and Fred Tryon followed.
snow, Mr. Potter said one Of the POI
licemen, with the face and voice Of the
detective yodges, twill you tell US where
to find those missing notes r.
"What notes ?" cried Arnold. aWhat
does this mean p
''It means, = uaid Mr.. Potter, ssthat your
plan 70 throw the robbery Of Mr.. Mark
hams private desk upon his nephew has
failed. It means that the five thousand
dollars stolen from that gentleman arc nov
in your possession, excepting only one
note given TO Mr.. Tyrpn in payment Of !
debt II
st is a liolp cried the prisoner; but his
white face, faltering voice, and shaking
limbs, were no proof Of innoo ence.-
Search my trunks, everything ! have.
@Nc, gentlemen" said Mr.. Potter.
@Draw out the stove, if you please, and
look in the elbow Of the pipe II
With cry, Graham Arnold fell sense
less 70 the floor, as Wedges put his hand
upon the stove