The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-11-10

auu maue lnlS lump On my IOreheaQ- L
have been leading dogs life with her
under the name of John Williams, but
she suspects that have not told her my
real name, and violently assaulted me
the other day in trying to snatch letter
out of my hand. If my father were to
discover that | was married to this wo-
man he would cut me off at a shilling.
What am to do? I am the unhappiest
creature alive
The intelligent superintendent had
been taking notes of these utterances.
cam 1 to understand, then," he said
| slowly, "that you ard this young female
committed the murder together2"
"What nurder2 I have just been try
ing to explain that am not the John
Williams you want"
elbows that" was the puzzled reioin-
er. "Your name is Williams, you're lean
| and dark; your throat's scratched, and
you say you're from London. How came
you to be wandering about in the North?"
"Well, to tell the truth, I had resolved
to leave my wife. Living with her was
intolerable. My purpose was to send
her some money, but never to see her
again, and so keep her in ignorance of
my real name"
"And l suppose you did the murder SO
as to get the money you wanted? Well,
it's an ugly job, but you are not bound
to give me any particulars. You'll be
taken up to London tonight"
Arthur Mountpride could only utter
moan of despair. It had been his pur-
pose to beg the superintendent not to
let his real history appear in the papers,
but the intelligent officer had no idea of
conducting an inquiry with discretion.
Arthur was taken to London in hand
cuffs. and the fact that he was going
there, and all that he had said about
himself, was forthwith communicated to
the press. During four-and-twenty
hours it was announced that the police
had got hold of the real culprit, and
every particular about the latter's birth,
family, clandestine marriage and flight
from his wife, was told forth to the mil
lion; so that when the unhappy man was
released with mumbled apologies for the
him, he found himself in the delight! II
predicament of having a rabid wife and
an exasperated father to reckon with.
The superintendent was hugely delight
ed to think that Jack Blomap, the Boots,
had not got the G200 after all; but Boots
himself took the matter very i'll. lie
came up to London (fnding it impossi-
bic to remain in Carlisle, because of the
ieerings OF his friends,) and having as
certained Arthur Mountpride's address,
one day called upon him to urge -'--t-4i
for indemnify
beg pardon, sir" he said, touching
his forehead, ''hope you've not forgot
me, sir. It was bad sort of trick you
played me, sir, though of course you
didn't mean it. 81 don't understand
you; what do you want?" asked Arthur,
who had many troubles on his mind Just
then, and was in no humor for Joking.
"Well, sir, think you ought to give
NE trifle,' replied Boots, seriously;
you see you were the cause Of my loos-
ing e200, aud I'm sure you wouldn't like
to think you'd robbed poor man of
such sum as that"
Jack Bloman's voice was modulated
into a gentle remonstrance as he said
this, and he looked as though he truly
thought that Arthur had done him a
wrong, in not getting hanged for his
sake.
you've no idea, sir, how we counted
on that money, my young woman and l, "
added he, mournfully, as he saw Arthur
fumbling III his pocket. eff you'd been
the real John Williams, sir, we should
have got married and set up in the small
public line. Thank you, sir. Good day
sir. We must hope I'll have, better luck
next time.