Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1882-01-09
flush O. greenbacks, said another,

Bogus. NO WOnuef ne mySUerl-
ously disappeared-with the police
after him.
sAhem The young student spent
month here in your fathers time,
Slocum, recruitin
ssRecruitin' I never. heard of
man or boy recruited from this town.
said Slocum, positively.
''Recruitin' of his health, as he
said. You must remember that he
left here in mighty sudden and in
accountable way and to my knowledge
never was heard of again.
"To be sure, to be sure y assent
ed Slocum, his eyes sparkling as he
found himself possessed of this valu-
able clue. 'sDrewry was his name.
A jolly young chap he seemed to be.
Plenty of money, too, as I recollect.
And now it's for me to find out ex-
actly the date of his being here"
He hurried away home, and speed
lily returned with certain massive and
well-worn volumns, which proved to
be ledgers and account books of his
late father, while landlord of the inn.
The present proprietor of that es-
tablishment, Captain Grasty, leaned
over his shoulder and watched with
interest as he ran his finger down GER
tain pages, stopping occasionally to
read.
ssHere it is - exclaimed Slocum,
with ring of triumph in his tone:
"Here it is ALLEN Drewry'-'Au-
gust 16, 1848.' The cellar was built
in 49, he added, significantly look
ing around.
"Why, Lor' p exclaimed Mrs.
Grasty, advancing from the kitchen,
where she had been an interesting OBJ
servor of these proceedings, "Why,
Lor' ! l remember Mr.. Allen Drew
ry. l was gal at that time, and he
sort O made up to me, tho he knew
John Bowan-that's Jessie's father
was keepin' my company"
"What!'' exclaimed Solomon, ex-
citedly, "you don't mean to say Bow
an was jealous?''
"There was some folks said SO, if
I didn't" replied Mrs. Grasty mod
estly.
Solomon looked slowly round the
circle and solemnly shook his head.
"Look here, Slocum," said Cap
tain Grasty, still running his eye
down the page, "what's this? Paid
John Brown five dollars, first quar-
ter's rent of his cellar - Why what
had Chris. Slocum to do with that
cellar !"
Slocum's eyes expanded. He rub
bed his spectacles, and stared intent
ly at the fatal words.
s'I-I don't believe twas that eel
lar he gasped.
Couldn't have been any other.
Just across the back yard here, with
a door in the wall between. Con-
venient to the house you see. Never
thought of it before
"You don't mean to insinuate, -
said Solomon, turning upon him with
a white face, 'that-that my father
had anything to do with that-that
AFFAIR."
81 don't insinuate anything" an
swered the Captain with a shrug
"though / don't see how Chris. Slo-
cum was any better than old Womble
or John Bowan.''
Mr.. Michael Lafferty, sort of
loafng character of middleton, here
turned around from the bar, where he
was indulging in a dhrap, and plac-
ing his finger on the side of his for
id nose, deliberately winked.
"See here, cap'n, We best not mix
up the ould mans name wild thin
dhry bones beyant. He was my
friend, he was, an I'd STAN by him,
an his to the ind. An if it comes
to suspicionin' him of murthur, see
here, it's better to let out the truth.
The ould man wanted that cellar for
storage, ye see"
"What kind of storage?''
"Whist, thin ! Don't We mind when
the revenue officers was down here,
and couldn't find dhrap O the stuff
but what wasn't straight? But bedad
they niver looked in the cellar be-
yant.'
81 don't believe it !" cried Slocum,
savagely.
But he saw that every one around
him did credit to the man S statement
and gradually the conviction forced
itself even upon the unwilling mind.
1t was great shock to Solomon.
who had always made boast of the
honor and honesty of himself and his
family.
His respected father dealing in il.
licit whisky, and cheating the reve-
nue.? Solomon, with his neighbor'
eyes bent upon him, seemed to be
shrinking to half his natural size.
81 remember when the revenue of.