The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1880-07-24

will run. No; they viii not know the
name. 1t will convey nothing to their
minds; how should it? For remember
the moment you so iudiciously let him
III and closed our garden door upon him.
the lost man had ceased to be. From
that moment he became my brother
John; the real man was gone as clean
out OF existence, had rs clean parted
with his identity, as if he had never
been BY heavens! it's stroke of
genius on my part. | never guessed |
was half SO clever a fellow, added my
husband triumphantly.
- But, cried | once more, this il n
very dreadful, a very dangerous game,
as you call it, to play. 1t is absolutelt
theft, and worse
- If you cannot use better language. :"
he said, hold your tongue; don't IN
suit me. | tell you the money might rs
well have fallen into my hands as into
those of the first policeman or post-boy
who might have found him. | want il
badly enough, and If you don't betray
our secret there is very little risk of my
right to IT being disputed. :
"But, | said, tthe watch, the rings.
as well rs the money-they may lead to
your discovery"
"Not at all, - he answered, eff they
are carefully converted, and | will
manage that The notes are the only
difficulty; but | can get over that, too.
If | go straight to the Bank of England
tomorrow morning, directly it is opened.
and change them into gold, | shall be
there long before their loss is known, or,
consequently, their numbers stopped.
The young fellow perhaps will not be
missed for Il week; lie comes "A long way
from here; i have seen enough to tell me
that. We dO not know what his habits
were; we do not even know that any one
was aware he had the money about him.
No; the more | think of it the safer the
whole game looks You have only to
keep your own and my counsel and our
fortunes are retrieved for a few months,
and we have nothing to fear. All, that's
the undertaken, no doubt. You get out
OF the way; leave 1t all to me. .
There was ring at the bell here,
which he went to answer
All, that was Il dreadful night and
during the few days following | was near
ly beside myself with terror. OF course
IlIc IOjtSc WIS Closed, as became tile Oc-
caslOn. The funeral-a very quiet one
took place in due course at Kensal
Green cemetery, my husband following
as chief mourner in the coach, accompa-
MED by the doctor.
No remarks, no suspicion attended
SO commonplace circum stance, and
when the ground had closed over the I'M
fortunate unknown man, and when ii
week latera merest tombstone recorded
the decease Of the imaginary John
Smith, aged %, all trace OF the dreadful
fraud, save that which he printed indel-
IDLY III my mind, was gone.
Her husband utterly deserted her in
less than SIX months afterwards, and she
was left-well, what does that matter.
To this day She knows nothing of who
or what the mlucky young fellow was,
where he came from, or whether he was
ever inquired after; but though when
she told me her story seven years had
passed since the evening she let him in
at the garden door, and he fell all but
dead at her feet, she very naturally felt
and no doubt still does feeI-extreme-
ly uncomfortable when any chance refer
ence Is made to a missing man.