New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-05-22
CALLED TO ACCOUNT.
A DECTIvE's STORY.

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Some years ago, when l was quito a
young man, I was sent down to Evans
Corners about big robbery that had oc-
CURED, and while 1 was there, working;
the thing up, my attention was attracted
by pretty girl used to see at the hotel
where I stopped. Nobody could help
noticing her, she was beauty. Her hair
and eyes we're very dark, but her skin
was as fair as lily, with just a dash, of
red that came and went in her cheeks.
Her form was slender, butwell round
ed, and her hand was as white and finely
formed as any ladys in the land. Her
name was Rose Wynne, ard Of course she
had plenty OF admirers, hut she coquetted
with them all. However there We're two
who were long ahead Of the others. I
used to wonder which she liked the best
but l could never guess, for while she
smiled sweetly on one, she would fling a
merry word at the other, and so on. Both
young men were good looking one fair,
the other Oakland both were carpenters.
One was called Andrew Davis, and the
other Mark Sheldon.
Sheldon was a jealous fellow, and
showed it, Davis was jealous, too, but
didn't show it so plain. Sheldon was
always in qurrrel with her. Davis, l
fancied, was angry enough at her coquet-
teries sometimes to eat her, but he never
let on.
Rose Wynne knew I was a detective,
and had sort of awe and curiosity about
me. Many yarn told her, some true,
some not. 1t was so pretty to see her big
eyes kindle and grow bigger.
used to joke her sometimes and try
and discover which she liked best, Davis
or Sheldon. But she would never tell
me.
Sac here, Rose,"I said to her one day
when she had been playing those two
chaps off against each other pretty lively.
you'll have those foolish fellows fighting
about you If you're not CAREFUL
II am much more afraid of one of them
fighting me-" she laughed.
(Which one?" I asked, laughing too;
but thought Of Davis glowering looks
sGuess," she said.
"They've both got temper, too much OF
it,"
ANDREW Davis hasn't much temper.
she said.
II shouldn't like to be in your skin if
you ever jilt him tor the other,'' an
swered
''Why not?'' she asked.
"Never mind,n I said; "but If you ev-
CT make up your mind to marry anybody
beside Andy Davis. don't do it while he's
around that's all.''
Rose glanced to where Davis was
standing, on the other end of the veran-
dab, watching us, though he pretended
not. Then she looked back at me.
"Well you're solemn enough about il, !"
We both laughed, but I said, shaking
my head:
'sYou know that l do mean every
word"
"Well, I'll tell you what I'll do,n said
Rose. .If any harm ever comes to me
through either of them, I'll promise to
come to you, Mr.. Sharpe, OF send my
ghost to tell you who did it. And you
must hunt him down for it. Will you
promise me that2"
yes, WILL I said; "and there's nv
hand upon it.'
And we shook hands, had a laugh over
it, and thought the last of it of course.
Well, went away soon after, and it was
year almost to a day before I ever saw
the place again. Then. I had almost for
gorten there was such person as Rose
Wynne.
The case I was on was very import
ant one, and didn't want it known / was
around at all. So had disguised my
self IN farmer kind Of rig, that I don't
believe my. own mother would have
known me IN. Ihad stopped at cheap
lodging house at the end Of the town, be-
cause l.suspected some of the gang / was
after frequented it.
I'd had my supper, and gone to nv
room to sit by the window and study a
bit about tho business in hand. I am
positive wasn't thinking of Rose Wynne.
I don't believe I had thought Of her since
got there, my head was 50 full Of BUSH
ness,
My room was on the ground floor, and