The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-06-19

cards.
And so joyously we passed Thanksgiv'
Ing together, little dreaming that even
at that moment United States detectives
were in possession of the counterfeit note,
and skillfully weaving web of circum-
stantial evidence that would soon grapple
Pierre Soule in the strong clutch of the law,
| and ignominiously consign him to felon's
cell, alongside of thieves, and brand him as
o Counterfeiter.
The next morning the telegraph an
nounced me word from my employer that
a large quantity of grain was for sale in
L. And SO when tho first west-bound
train came painting into II, I was one
of the many passengers it carried away to-
ward the golden West.
Beiorg departing I, as usual, grasped
Pierre's hand and bade him good-by, after
telling him to attend to my business and
answer all my messages if he could, and if
| here was anything he did not understand
| to send it on to I, where I could per-
sohally give it my attention. Jokingy L
remarked, "Ielegraph me if you get ar
rested" but little dreamed that my words
would prove prophetic; and, as the engine
gave shrill screech, mounted the steps
and we were off.
am not in the least supsrstitous, but
I shall always believe there is some con-
Meeting link existing between friends that
makes them cognizant of foreboding evil
Anyhow, cloud of gloom seemed to en-
velop me, and on my arrival ut -, L
stopped and went directly to the telegraph
office and sent Pierre message, asking if
he had anything for me, although knowing
at the time that he had not; and this was,
l now know, ruse of mine to learn
whether he was all right.
1nat night went on to /. Arriving
there late, I at once retired; but not to
sleep, for there seemed to be a weight
hanging over me-a cloud of gloom whose
dark and luminous disk entirely obscured all
the sunlight usual to my nature. had left
home with the intention of not returning for
several days, and had consigned my all to
friend Pierre's care, well knowing that it
was as safe in his hands as my own. But this
horrible nightmare seemed to cling to me;
and, although smoked, sang and whistled,
as usual, was still far from being happy.
Indeed, SO worked up were my feelings,
that boarded the first train for home.
Never shall forget how abused myself
for letting my imagination send me back,
while on the cars en-route for IL that
afternoon. A hundred times l called my
self imbecile for SO doing, but I knew the
only way to gain contentment of mind was
to come back, and SO l came.
Joyous and Eght-hearted l stepped from
the passenger train to the platform, and
hurriedly l ran to the telegraph office.
Imagine my feelings-for l cannot do
scribe them-when I saw stranger in the
place. AS calmly as possible, inquired
of the message boy for Pierre. He in
formed me that my friend had gone away
with stranger, he knew not where; he
beisved he "had him, for he went every
place Pierre did," My heart failed me, but
as calmly as possible, I laughed at the
idea, all the while honestly believing thu
truthfulness of little Willie's statement
that che had him." I could have criet
with grief, although had not yet even {
hint of why Pierre had gone or who hat
taken him.
At that time Ray Dufrey was train
dispatcher, and a particular friend of Pierr
Soules as well as of myself and to him
determined to 60 for information; but b
could not be found, and the assistant
informed me that he was out of town.
Night came on, and with it gloom an
horror. But morning came at last and
, arose and went to the hotel for breakfast
but to eat was out of the question. I'm
t patiently watched for Ray Dufrey to pas
, by the window on his way to the Office
T and at last / saw him coming. Immed
y ately I went to him and inquired for Pierre
= Never shall forget the look of sorrow O
q that mans countenance when he looked u
Y and replied
T 'Don Roderick, what l am about to i'm
part to you never breathe, for, outside Q
$ myself, no one is as yet cognizant of tn
a circumstances that have necessitated Pierr
Soule's absence from the city. He wa
arrested yesterday by the United State
I marshal, for passing counterfeit not
q on Doctor DAVIS in game of draw poke
b at your Office, the night before Thank
n giving!"
This information staggered me, and a
most rendered me breathless; and how
d managed to make my weak and tremblin
:; knees hold me up while he told me IL
q circumstances of the arrest, have new
!. since been able to understand.
r Ray Dufrey tried to assure me that
II would yet oil come out right, when he b