Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1880-02-12

| her packages into it.
| When | passed a few minutes after.
ward, she was standing in the doorway
ettectuahy barring the door to any other
passenger by her own unattractive appear.
ance there and prolonging with an eyi-
dent relish the anxiety of the obsequious
| ers. | fancy that though the purse
she fumbled IN was large, the coin she
wanted was but small, for | passed on
and left her still searching, and asking
Questions of the men, but hearing nothing
either of their replies or of the loud
asides in which they occasionally INDUCED
to each other. was just about making
my way back to my own van, when the
young lady had before noticed went
slowly in front Of me toward the empty
irst'class compartment near which |
stood
"Am right for Euston?" she asked me
gently, as she hesitated at the door.
| "All right, miss" said, taking the
door. from her, and standing while she
got in.
"Any luggageP' For from that very
moment took her in sort of way
into my charge, because she was SO
thoroughly alone, you see, not having
any friends there to see her off.
No luggage, thank you" she ans
wered, putting her little leather satchel
down beside her on the seat, and settling
herself in the corner farthest from the
door.
"'Do we stop anywhere between here
and London?"
Don't stop again, miss, except for
Il min tn tnlya o., I
looked at her, as much as to say, "You
are all right because I'm the guard" and
shut the door.
suppose that, without exactly being
aware OF it, | kept a sort of watch over
this particular carriage, for saw plainly
enough a lazy young gentleman who per-
sistently kept lowering about it and look.
Ing in. His induisitive eyes had, of
course, caught sight of the pretty face in
there alone, and could see that he was
making up his mind to Join her, but he
seemed doing it in the most careless and
anguld manner. He was no gentleman
for that reason, | said to myself yet his
dress was handsome, and the hand that
played with the long dark beard was small
and fashionably gloved. Glancing still
into the far corner of that one frst-class
apartment he fingered till the last moment
was come, then leisurely he walked up to
the door, opened it, entered the carriage,
and in an instant the door was banged be-
hind HIM. Without the least hesitation
| went up to the window, and stood near
it while the lamp was fitted in the COM
partment. The gentleman was standing
up within, drawing on a dark overcoat;
the young lady in the distant corner was
looking from the window as even the half
darkness was better to look at than this |
companion. Mortified a good deal at the
failure of my scheme for her comfort
went on to my van, beside which the de
tectiye waited for me.
mo go, you see," he muttered, Grossly, |
and yet it seemed to me so likely that
they take this tram"
81 don't see how it should seem likely"
| answered. for hadn't gone with him in
the idea. 1T doesn't seem to me very
likely that three such skilliul thieves as
you are dodging, who did their work in
the neighborhood so Cleverly two nights |
ago, should leave the station any night by
the very train which the police watch with
double suspicion
Doesn't itP" he echoed. with most
satrical knowingness. Perhaps you
haven't yet got it clear in your mind how
they will leave the town; for it's sure
enough, too, for this isn't the sort of place |
they care to hide in longer than neces-
sary. Well, what's the hardest place for
us to track them inp London. And what's |
the easiest place for them to get on sea
tromp London. Then, naturally enough. |
| tn Inn - L.
q fast train, and shouldn't you choose IA
last train II you were running away from
the police?"
| didn't tell him what sort of train |
| should choose, because hadn't quite made
up my mind: and he was looking cross
enough for anything in that last glimple
caught of him.
Having nothing better to do, wondered
good deal how these thieves could mr.
range their getting away while the walls
were covered with description of them,
and every official on the line was up in it.
There was no doubt about their being three
very dextrous knaves; but then our de-
tGctivc force was very dcxterous, too,
though they wern't knaves land do be.
| lieve the greater deXterity is generally on
| the knavish side;) and so it was odd that
the description still was ineffective, and
the offered reward unclaimed. Tread
over and over again the bill in my pocket
which described the robbers: edward
Capon, alias Captain Walker, alias John
Pearson, alias DR.. Crow; a thick-set, ac-
tive man, of middle height, and about fif-
ty years of age, with thick iron-gray whis-
kers, dark gray eyes and an equiline nose.
Mary CapOn, his wife, tall woman of
forty, with handsome, fair face, a.
quantity Of very red hair, and cut across
her under lip. Edward Capon, their son,
a Slightly-built youth of not more than
fifteen Or sixteen" Though, for the mat
ter of that think he might have had
cunning enough for twice his age, with
closely.cut black hair, light gray eyes
and delicate features"
We all knew this description well
enough, and for two days had kept our
eyes open, hoping to identify them among
the passengers. But our scrutiny was all
in vain; and as the train rushed on, we felt
how disappointed the police at Euston
would be when we arrived again without
even tidings of them.
| was soon tired of this subject, and
",hV puSh " NOiiJihS mJscll iUOuu lut
| sad. looking yellow hair girl who had SO
evidently wished to travel alone and had
been so successfully foiled in the attempt
by that intrusive fop with the handsome
beard. FoOlishly kept on thinking of
her, until, as we were dashing almost like
lightning through the wind and darkness,
only fifteen or twenty minutes from Chalk
Farm, the bell IN my van rang out
with a sharp and sudden summons.
never wondered for moment who had
pulled the cord. Instinctiyely ! knew,
and-it was the carriage fartherest from
my van-l left my place almost breathless-
" as the engine slackened speed, and has
tening along the ot-board, ,hesitated at no
window until | reached the one from
which | felt quite sure that heightened
face would be lookingout My heart lit
orally beat in dread as | stopped and
looked into the carriage. What did see?
Only the two passengers buried in their
separate corners. The young lady raised
her head from the book she held, and
looked up at me stonished-chidishly
and wonderingly astonished,
HAS anything happened TO the train?"
she asked, tlmidly.
The gentleman reused himself leisurely
from seeming snug nap. "What on
earth has stopped us in this hole," he
said, rising, and pushing his handsome
Il Epa and bia lnnfy haard ,1ast .,,o - A. |