Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-11-03

son of a rich London merchant. About
year ago | was foolish
enough to marry pretty bar
maid WHO afterward discovered was
addicted to drinking. 1t was she who
scratched my throat as you see. and
made this bump on my forehead l
have been leading dogs life with ner
under the name of John Williams, bat
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 woman he would cut me off with
out shilling What am / to do?" /
am the unhappiest creature alive"
The Intelligent superintendent had
been taking notes of these utterances.
Am | to" understand them" he said
slowly, chat you and this young fe-
male committed the murder to-
getherss'
What murder? | have Just been
trying to explain that I am not the
John Williams you want.
"How's that?" was the puzzled re-
Jolnder. "Gour name is Williams,
you're lean and dark; your throat's
scratched, and you ssy you're from
London. bow came you to be wan
dering about in the North o.
well, to tell you the truth, Ihad re-
solved to leave my wife. Living with
her was intolerable. My purpose was
TO send her some money, but never to
see her again, aud so keep her in igno-
rance of my real name"
"And suppose you did the murder
so as to get the money you wanted?
Well it's an ugly job, and you're not
bound to give me any particulars.
You'll be taken up to London tonight"
Arthur Mountpride could only utter
moan of despair 1t had been his
purpose to beg the superintendent not
to let his real history appear in the pa
pers, but the intelligent officer had no
idea of conducting an inquiry with
discretion. Arthur was taken to Lon
don in handouts, and the fact that he
was going there, and all that he had
said about himself was forthwith COM
inundated 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 mar
riage and flight from his wife, was told
forth to the million; so that when the
unhappy man was released with num-
bled apologies for the mistake that
had been made in arresting him, he
found himself in the delightful perdic-
ament of having rabid wife and an
I fof hnr 10 wifi
The superintendent was hugely de-
lighted to think that Jack Bloman, the
Boots, had not got the goo after all;
but Boots himself took the mat
ter very i'll. He came ap to Lon
don, finding it impossible to remain
in Carlisle, because of the jeerings of
his friends), and having ascertained
Arthur Mountpride's address, one day
called upon him to urge claim for in
demnity.
'Beg pardon, SIR" he said, touching
his forehead, "hope you've not forgot
me, sir. 1t 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, VIII o had many
troubles on his mind just then, and was
in 10 humor for joking.
"Wel. sir, think you ought to give
me a trihe," replied Boots, seriously;
''you see you were the cause Of my
losing f200, and Pm sure you wouldn't
like to think you'd robbed poor man
of such a sum as that"
Jack Bloman's voice was modullted
| into q 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 count
ed on that money, my young woman
and l." added he. mournfully, as he
saw Arthur fumbling in his pocket.
'If you'd been the real John Williams,
sir, we would have got married and set
up in the small public line. Thank
you, sir. Good day, sir We must hope
for better luck next time"