The Newtown bee., 1880-11-17

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 The gentleman stepped back. Pray wait, madam, until you receive your property I shall make all possible en- deavors to secure both sachels; my own contained valuable necklace which l came out to Madrid to purchase tor our firm from the Countess de los Torres Ricos. It may be well for us to ex- change addresses, that we may commu- nicate with each other in regard to the sachels." And he handed Bettine a card on which was neatly engraved " Arthur Alsop, Glitter, Glider & Co.,, Regent St., London.n
 Mothers card-case was in her bag. said Bettine. but any word sent within two or three days to Mrs. Campbell at the Hotel Americana, Puerta del Sol, will reach us"
 As MT. Alsop alighted at the Madrid station he was startled by hearing the same musical tinkling which had first attracted him to the Campbells. Some where in that crowded building music box was blithely humming "The girl I left behind me-" He stood for a mo- ment electrified, and then began to play blindly at hide and seek with the sound. He rushed about like one de- mented, overturning children, treading on the tails of pet dogs, colliding with dowagers, and making himself responsi- ble for much profanity on the part of thing almost human in the behavior of that music-box; it buzzed braVely on, now louder, now fainter, according as the chase was hot or cold. At one time 1t whiIrCd and clicked ominously, as though it might be running down; but no, it was only changing from the plaintive regret for it's fair mistress to the triumphant rendering of "The Campbells are coming" " Not until the next train" muttered Arthur Alsop; ''but I'm here and that will do just as we'll"
 As he spoke he snatched the reticule ] from the hand of a man who was hurry 1 ing out the door of exit, and turning to 8 soldier in a linen-covered cooked hat, who was leaning placidly upon his mus ket, he poured forth relation of the circumstances in as good Spanish as he could muster. The other claimant for the reticule vociferated at the same time, but Alsop evidently made most impress sion upon the arm of the law.
 "Can you enumerate the articles in this bagP" he asked.
 $ I think can,' replied Alsop. " You will find, think, a music box"
 "Any one could hear it, interrupted the pretended owner.
 and set of painting materials, 8 lunch, 8 package of green tea. and a eard-c containing the cartes de visite of Mrs. and Miss Campbell" continued Alsop, triumphantly.
 S'That is clear, that Is explicit" re- piled the official, approvingfy; if the contents correspond to what you say the bag is yours
 "And if he is wrong, if there is nothing of which he has spoken except the music-box, l may be permitted I suppose to go about my busin assp" ,
 Certainly; produce the key" The bag was auiekly unlocked and Arthur Alsop gave an exclamation of ming led rage and disgust. No painting mate rials, no lunch, no green tea-but 8 change of linen belonging to himself, toilet case, 8 set of diamond studs, rouleau of gold and morocco covered box in which he had that morn ing placed the precious necklace.
 < 1t is mine, it is mine," he asserted :; but the calm official only smiled sar- donically ,and closing the reticule handed it to the waiting rogue.
 You have had your chance, my
 riend. Guess better another time.o
 "But there were two bags stolen they have changed their contents, that is all"
 You should have said so before.T
 The rogue was at the little wicket
 buying ticket for Barcelona. Alsor
 had just time to follow him and spring upon the train as it was leaving.
 An hour later a scene somewhat
 similar was enacted at the railway station of the Escorial. Mrs. Campbell and her daughter sat wearily apart
 waiting for the train. They were botE worn out with the excitement of the
 day, but Mrs. Campbell was not yet , too tired to chatter.
 "What funny name he has-All
 slops. I should think he would petition the legislature to changeit. "Alsop. mother. Just think of Al , sop's ale and you will get 1t all right" , He doesn't look like . man tha would be fond of ale, but one can never 1 trust to appearances. l am very glat there is no opportunity for the acauaint ance to go further. Money gained iron , brewery would be no object to me-" Mother, mother" exclaimed Bettine ] beseechingly, ''he IS not a brewer but , leWeier.n
 Well, if his relations are beer bot , tiers, I should object to him all tn , same, Intemperance runs in families :: and I would rather see you dead at m, l feet than married to an intemperat
 man."
 l Tears of vexation welled to Bettine' l eyes. 'sOh, you dear, foolish mother 7 we have only met him this morning e and probably will never see him again. J Mrs. Campbell was about to repl . when her attention was attracted b d. the singular behavior of 8 woman at tn
 end of the waiting-room. who was en : deavoring to cram a very large parce u into sack like pocket at her side. Tn v mouth of the pocket, large as it wal : was too small, the paper burst ope e and $ sachel with embroidered side
 was detected by Mrs. CampbelPs lynx Ii like eyes. The little lady darted acros If the room and snatched the suspecte e article
 ; 'I thought so," she exclaimed. 1t e got bon voyage on it. Police d policei"
 Q The guard whom Alsop had a.read If notified immediately interposed, whi 1t Mrs. Campbell, clinging to his arm wit a one hand and with the other to u r. bon voyage satchel, poured vii Ie and incoherent stream into his poli Il but uncomprehending ears. s. stIt belongs to friend of OUTS, M of Arthur Aleslops, and it has necklat s. in it that he bought of the counteI d something or othfr-and ohl dear m 70 Rettine, what else is there in itp 0 s yes, there's shirt. Bettine, you nee Id not thread on my toes; of course there ar shirt. and most likely brandy bottl d though it's a great pity such fir m young man should drink it." re The official regarded her blandly, n, Id comprehending a word she said. | IS had no doubt the sachel was hers, ar se he asked her politely to examine it's co lg tents and see if erything was ther le Mrs Campbell understood the gestu n toward the bag whose lock had be,
 forced, and in spite of Bettine's Dor d mother, we have no right, her ul to scrupulous fingers invaded it's interio If, Well, neverp exclaimed that lad le < if here aint our own things; paint o4 faa la1nnh and al1 Mir T A clt,r