The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1882-12-23

i2any ye5ts. but there Il chance Yet, II
you Il only take time by tie te;Iock.!'
"Iasl: daa't mean 20 say--"
J AIN slle-was Interrupted.
= mean to say nGt4ii4' but this: to-day I
got Aull on an enemy SO tight that he can't
.iy away with much etso. and can't rest
TIL he's ulswoitd for lis crimes. The
fats al III the fire, cause he's got lots O
rtalaps You're levll-Leaded enutt to know
. that.
AIRS. Weeks displayed irritation, as she
ASKED TIE second time:
Cant you speak as You ougAt?'
''SpeaE the oaly way can, Wis the reit-
Grated reply; ''spenl1 "s I allus do"
"Weil what have you discovcret!?"
That our ene.Ay is as big q liz. as ever
tired Gods /; o:stool!'
is thar al:::"
s,sls:' extlnined 7Tr Black; "aint it
enous.i? ..;:st it plenty? ,.oe.ll', it prove ii
wonl5tl as wa.s sianderea and abused to be
p;ue::3
His voice was becoming choled by emo
ton.
les, I say slqnderel and abused and by
: Im sorry sich things h;ppe2ed; but
can't be helped now; got to be ri9hted
Lear as possible.
= bear no en:nity," said the widow. in
voice trembling with emotion evidently as
deep. if not deeper than her visitors. ..liy
heart Is kindly DISPOSED toward those who
have sllamctuly treated me; l have never
hated them. l mourn that they should
I be Vi Tins 10 passions which could mislead
and make theln tyrannical.
God bless you for thatr' groaned
Black, his tones becoming geI;ler aud
suot!ued.
], collections of the past We're causing the
vell-sl7rings of his heart to bubble over,
ana ll= brushed away gathering tears.
Mrs. Weeks approached nearer, and world
have laid her hand on his shoulder The
motion aroused him. He drew back
No ro.' he exclaimed; don't touch me.
Ny feelings are not to ba considered in this
wretched business; you-you are the III
jured party, not l. Misery only is my share
my only escape, the grave
She caught his arm teartully.
He broke away, aad hastily left the house.
Then Mrs. Weeks agony burst forth atresh
! Unhappy man" she moaned; unhappy
man, even in my oan misery, I can pity
you.'
CHAPTER XVIII.
TIL PRISONER EsCAriIs-oUs21c1oNs-C
JOE GETS PUNISHED.
! Had Tom Black known what course
things We're taking at the Travellers
| Rest" he would have been less sure Of his
ASSERTED; victory.
Gypsy Jack and Grabbed Joe suspected
something illegal III their pals accusatio.
against their leader, and set themselves
tie task Of circamventing lin.
| Toms failure to get away with the plum
Ger, his unwarrantable interference in the
captains business by rescu!ng Cecil Clayton
from their clutches and, lastly, his charge
Of treaclery, We're far too ind!gestlble for
these Watchtal thieves.
Jack, 10th to believe the jolly Tom traitor
Or spy, ut first would hot incline to the al
ways suspicious Spiders views, but, after
finding Bob" immured by his order, and
being morally certain tlat the charge Was
tIuupcd up. he, to use one of his own eX-
r@essions, .eracefully caved." Thereafter,
the mysterious Mr. Black's movements were
watched.
Yet he was too srry to be trapped, and
lodged every effort made.
Iustead of returning to the Water Street
den after his interview with Mrs. Weeks, he
took lodgings that hi ght Ill q cheap uptown
Lostelry.
While nc was resting. his pals were a.
work.
After the Travellers Rest" Was closed
and while the inmates We're sleeping OF
heavy potatiors, these two worthless dupli-
Gated Toms trick of paying the incarcerated
man midnight visit, and then ascended
again to their apartment and let themselves
down, by q rope, from the window to the
street, being the easiest mode OF egress aud
less calculated to disturb the tired roysterers-
Reaching terra friaa, Jack gave low,
peculiar whistle
The bar-room door opened, and Jared
Clark stood in the open air.
No chains clang to his feet, but naanacles
still fettered his wrists.
Grabbed Joe had managed to get to him a
tsle and two keys; with the file be lad liberated
his ankles, and with the keys unlocked the
doors Of his prison and the bar-room.
Joe quickly opened the handouts, and SC.
the villain entirely free.
(Which way?' asked Jack.
''To the uptown ranch" replied Clark,
excitedly.
They reached the brown stone front BE-
fore daylight
How are we to Git in, cap?' inquired
Jack. Haven't any keys, have you?
mo: the cursed thief stole every one!'
"And you say you don't know who done
it,"
''IfI did, I'd I couldn't get look a
him; he held me down
81 know" suared the Spider. TELL yor
when we set inside"
Aiuttering imprecations on the head O
TIE despoiler, he noiselessly smashed in tnt
area side-hsht, slid his arm through th'
aperture made, and pushed back the bol
which secured the door.
Leaving Jack to refasten it, he bounded
up the stairs and into the second-story bacl
room.
The door communicating with the hal
was open, as he had left it And the close
which contained many of his most preciou