The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-05-04

presume you have seen them occasional
ly at M"
"Well, yes, I've seen couple of
strangers thereby-clty fellerA," said the
honest old toiler thoughtfully; I" but /
never seen 'em to speak to. They don't
be social like to country folks, and keep
pretty much by themselves. That is
my house you see. over there" pointing
to tumbled down old building, perched
on hill side at some distance across the
fields "I've lived there nigh on to
twenty years and I've often seen the
wldder's boarders around of u morning
long afore most people are up. My wife
thinks they must be queer sort of folks
for they burn light all night / hear
they may be inventors, maxim new
kind OF machine to keep steam boilers
from bustin', and don't want their Sc
cret to get out"
The detectives face beamed with sat
isfaction.
" Here's trine for you" he said well
pleased, and passed on.
The laborer pocketed the trlne,"
and bent again to his toll, piling up the
rich earth around the root of the young
corn with renewed energy.
The widow Reed was small delicate
featured woman of perhaps forty, with
innocent blue eyes and soft brown hair
which was just beginning to show
fraca nf g oilvar tbrao1s -
And 1t was the little widow herself
who opened the door to Graham's
respectful knock. TO her look of in
quiry, he said
" called to see Mr. Williams. Is he
at homer"
" 1 will see," she replied, politely and
tripped away to ascertain.
She soon returned, and announced
that neither Mr.. Williams nor his friend
Mr.. Day were in their room, adding:
They usually take walk about this
time, but are seldom gone more than an
hour. Would you like to wait or leave
cards ?''
The callers decided that they would
wait, whereupon the widow Hospitality
remarked
Perhaps you would prefer waiting
in their room, as 1t Is cooler there than
here" glancing at the dazzling sunlight,
which was just commencing to flood
the windows of the little parlor.
Both visitors eagerly assented to the
lady's proposition, and were at once
shown to the room of the absent coun-
terfeiters. There the unsuspicious Wild
ow left them, and returned to her house.
hold duties.
AS may readily be supposed, the detec-
tives were not scrupulous about exami-
ing the apartment and its belongings in
most thorough and business like man
ner. But nothing was found-not sign
of anything calculated to implicate the
inmates with the crime of making bad
money.
For "den" of counterfeters it was
certainly all very natural and home
like. The detectives looked puzzled, but
were still confident that they were on
the right track.
Minute after minute passed away, and
no sound broke the stiffness save the
splashing and rubbing of stout ser.
want girl, who was washing in the little
summer-kitchen adjoining the room
in which they sat. To-and-fro she
walked from tub to boiler and starch
bowl, her sleeves rolled up, an old blue
sun-bonnet drawn over her heated face
and girt around the waist by wet, sud.
sy apron.
An hour went by. Mr.. Williams and
his companion had not returned; and
the detectives were about to summon
Mrs. Reed for the purpose of making
further inquiries when the good lady pre-.
sented herself at the door, and said, In q
tone of gentle apology:
"I am afraid you find II rather tire.
some waiting. 1t is quite unusual fol
them to remain away so long"
Did they leave no message 2" asked
Deming.
6 Not that know Of" she answered
simply enough.
Have you any objections to asking
your servant ?"
"None at all. should have thought
of 1t before"
She instantly withdrew, and mo.
ment after the listening detectives heard
her interrogating the stout domestic,
who appeared in no amiable mood.
Did Mr.. Day leave any message
with you, Amanda, when he went out
this morning 2"