Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-04-02
POLICRMAN'S MISTAKE.

earth and sky alike are gray and dreary,
and the raindrops pattering against the
window sound like human sobs. The
clock that hung against the wall pointed
to the hour Of 8 In the afternoon, and
I was sitting by myself in our little IN
ner Office, looking out at the expanse Of
dull, gray wall that formed nay only
prospect from the not over-clean win
dow, and thinking. I had read every
square inch of type IN the newspapers;
had made out all the necessary papers
and documents, and now, with literally
"nothing to do was musing about
Kitty Elton, and wondering how long it
would be before ] should be able to
marry her.
Dear little Kitty! She was as sweet
and as patient as it was II the nature of
woman to be, but knew it was hard
life for her IN that overnowded MILL
ner's work-room, day after day and
month after month, and longed to &c.
her free from the monotonous captivity.
She was pretty, blue-eyed girl Of 30,
with dimple in her chin, and the sweet-
est roees ON her cheek that ever inspired
the pen Of poet. I was no poet, yet I
think / understood and appreciated al
her womanly grace and delicate beauty
as fully as if my hearts thoughts could
shape themselves into verse. And it
was Of them I WAC thinking when the
door opened and MIR. Clenner came In.
Mr. Oenner was our "chief "a dark,
silent little man, with square, stern
mouth and clouded gray eyes, which APP
peared almost expressiOnless when they
were turned full upon you, and yet
which seemed to see everything at a
glance. He sat down betide me.
Meredith" be said in quiet. sub
dued tone that was natural to him,
"didn't you say you we're getting tired
of doing nothing?"
eyes, sir.
well, I have something for yon to
do"
What is ii, Sir
Something that will bring you both
credit and friends, if you manage it
BkiIhully. had intended to go myself,
but circumstances happen untowardly,
and shah send you instead"
Bending his head toward me and
speaking scarcely above 81 whisper, he
told ms the speei "A business on which I
was 80 be sent. There had been, it
seems, series OF very heavy forgeries
lately committed, with q boldness and
audacity that fairly seemed to set the
authorities Mt defiance. For some time
he had been N doubt as to the exact
perpetrator Of the crime, but, after
much quiet investigation and casting
hither and thitber, he had detected the
hidden spring-one Perley Matteson--
who had skilliully eiuded all pursuit,
and was now somewhere hiding IN the
northeastern portion Of the State. His
whereabouts had been ascertained as
nearly as possible, and it WAS for nae to
go quietly up and apprehend him, be-
fore he should become aware OF our
knowledge of all MS movements.
I sat listening 30 a2l the various de-
tails OF CUR plan as they were sketched
out by MIR. Clennex. The reward that
had been privately offered Eas high
MY heart leaped as I reflected hov much
nearer it would bring me to Kitty Elton,
nor did the enterprise seem particularly
difficult TO accomplish.
"Do you think you can do itP" Mr..
09enne9 asked, after the whole thing had
been laid before me.
Yes, sir. When shall Estart?
Nov-within h ah an hour"
"Yes why not?'
could think Of no sufficient reason
except che, which I did not care to com
mmicate to my superior-the longing
wish to see Kitty once more before I
started.
"Just as you decide, Mr.. Oenner, OF
course, - said, rising. "If take the
4 O'clock express I shall be there by day
light tomorrow morning"
eyes; and that is altogether the best
plan he wiz not remain long IN any
one place just at present, depend upon
it, and what you have to do must be
done at once"
All through that long night Journey 1
unused to myself upon the task that lay
before me. The house to which I was
directed was IN themidst of woods. about
a half mile beyond the village of
DroEnville-the residence of Mrs. HAT
teson, the mother of the audacious forg-
er. Ii help was needed was fully az
thoriaed to call for itupon the oonstab-
MARY authorities of Drownvine, but I
expected to need none.
The rosy dawn was just flushing the
eastern sky when l alighted, stiff, weary
and isded, from the train, st the little
way station of Drownyille.