The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-12-16
lord's hand well enough, and 1 shall soc
what he says to it.


many of whom had known him since he
was baby in long clothes, called HIM,
was to the world in general no other than
the Honorable William Cartfoii. my
lords younger brother. He was dread
fully wild young man, Mr.. Will. He
was fond of wine and women, and dice,
and all sorts of wickedness
"He had been captain in the Horse
Guards, but had sold out. He had fought
scores of duels and killed two or three
people; rest their souls, and be merciful
to his; but he was one of the merriest,
best-tempered fellows you ever saw.
"My lord was very fond of him, and
had paid Ills debts and set him up again,
times out of number; but you could do
nothing with Wild Mr.. Will. He was
always getting into scrapes; and when
his lordship had got him out again, get
| ting into new ones.
"People said he lived mostly now by
playing at cards and dice. and that hs
carryings-on with the actresses at the
playhouse-the wicked, painted hussies-
were dreadful
81 knew he had borrowed money of
Beeswing more than once, and had at
| least two-thirds Of his sister-in-law's pin
money every quarter but still no one
could help liking him, and he was almost
adored by the servants.
81 took the letter to Wild Mr.. Will at
\ his lodgings to Great Ryder street, St.
James. He was drinking hook with a
captain of dragons and low wretch of
a fellow that got his living hy prize
fighting, but be came out on the landing
to speak to me. showed him the letter,
and he linted at my doubts.
4 "fStuff and nonsense he cried, when
he had read the letter twice through and
held it to the light. It's Jack Cartfoips
fist for FIVE hundred guineas.' (My lords
name was John.) Newmarket to the
knocker of Newgate that it's my broth
er's hand. Nobody makes hlots like these,
except the Earl Of Millamant. Besides
don't you see that he spells swept swep,
without the t. Jack never could spell.
Trot you away to the bankers, my wor-
4 thy soul, and get the plate, and polish it
all up nice and bright. for you know
how particular my Lord Millamant is, and
what pother there will be if the coro-
net doesn't come well out on the spoons
and forks. There, get along with you,
and there's guinea to drink my health.
| Stop-mind, for safety, yuu lock the
plate up in my lady's boudoir.'
4 "Of course, after the Honorable Will
liam Cartfoii had given his opinion, hesi-
| tation was ne longer to be thought of.
4 "Beeswing and / took hackney coach
/ to Fleet street, and the head cashier,
when he ordered one Of the porters to
carry the four plate chests to the carriage,
said:
."'My lords handwriting was as plain
as a pikestaff, and he should like to cash
check for $l0,000 with such Milla-
mant signed to it,
| "He gave me-such a nice gentleman
as he was, too-a guinea to drink the
health of the firm. Ahl how liberal peo
pie were forty years ago!
il "We looked over the plate that even
ing, counted everything, found all in ac
cordance with the lists, and with the as.
sistance of the three housemaids I had
everything cleaned and polished up by
supper time. But still I felt uneasy; ]
could not repress a dreadful feeling Of
terror at something, knew not what.
"The plate was locked up again, and
deposited according to Mr.. WHIPS IN
structions in my lady's boudoir, which
: was at the end of grand suite of apart.
ments on the first floor. There was nc
door to this room, only heavy hangings
to the doorway; but every window in the
house was bolted and barred up. sr
, "Still I felt uneasy, and toward II
!, o'clock slipped up, and going to our
! butcher, Mr.. Chuboychop, in Noun
street, Grosvenor Square, / borrowed hi
well-known and fierce bulldog, Towlor
a from him to keep guard in the house al
: night.
"One of the butchers boys brought th'
!, dog muzzled to our house, for he was
! dreadfully savage, and just before WI
: went to bed Beeswing unmuzzled hin
and let him loose in the hall.
'"I had dreadful dreams that night. :
dreamed Of procession Of men carryin!
coffins, one after the other, in long pro
cession that never ended. The mornin,
= came at last; the youngest housemait
!. awoke me and / came down to breakfas
! in the still-room, when in came Mr.. Bees
, wing, trembling all over, and with a fac
I as white as chalk.
= "'For the Lord Almighty's sake, com
= this way he cried.
. "He led. or rather dragged me to th
: boudoir on the first floor, and there I ga,
= a sight shall never to my dying day fol
I get.
"The rich carpet was dabbled i
blood, and on it there lay the bod
Of a man, stark, stiff and dead. Iii
throat had been literally torn out b
d the dog, which crouched by his side, vi
n tering low growl now and then, an
= licking his lips.
"In one Of the dead mans hands Wa
bunch of skeleton keys. One Of tn
E, plate chests had been opened, and a poi
d ton of the contents were on the foo
Is The men servants bent over the body t
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