The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1882-12-16
CHAPTER XIV.

TON BLACK SEES A GHosT-FoLLows IT.
LETS LIQUoR."-THE TABLES TURNED.
On gaining the street, Cecil ran swiftly as
4 deer, scarcely look ing whittier she was 90
ing. Yet, luckily, she took the right direc-
ton, and presently came out into Fulton
Street, where she was obliged to stop to in-
quire the way.
A policeman gave the needed information.
glancing quizz'cally at the "Biddy."
Once inside the stage. she felt safe
Tom Black and George Newton left the
saloon directly after her
The former yelled to her to stop, but, as
she did not, desisted .om following her,
and turned his attention to George.
She's gone!" he exclaimed. "Come in
here out of the way, OF some Of the gang
may tollo, and nab us!'
He dragged George into the recess of
doorway, where the light from the street
tlamp dill not strike.
.Where has she gone?" rsked George.
J eDon't know" replie Tom. Lost
sight of her in the dark. Guess she'll get
along, though, longs she's out Of that infer
! nal den. If she gets away this time, I'll SEQ
she don't get into Clark's power agen"
"Who are youi" demanded George.
| Tom chuckled.
"Thunderation" he exclaimed; sshaven't
| l told you! I'm man, and friend to the
unfortunit. Would you like me to be
| yourss If so, let me- advise ye to have moth
IN more to do with Mr.. Clark alias Bob
| Willis. You'll hang one o these DAYS, if
you do, and share the same fate as may
overtake him.!
islled Newton-''a thief, and yet advise me
to be honestr'
| "a feller doesn't allus like the trade he
works at my cove" was the sententious re-
ply. 'But stow that kind O talk. You
! riled me once afore. If you know how to
answer plain question, do it. Do yer
want respectable work?"
| '.Yes-yes!"
Then apply for it. Go to Miss Coles,
916 Fifth Avenue, and lay yer case afore
her. She nice young, middle-aged. fe-
male woman, and has a power of the right
kird of influence. You're the sort of feller
as gets de>pondent at anything when all
things doesn't 60 right-thats what's drag
| ged ye down, l can swar. But you can soon
get fixed straight. When you do, Jest stay
so, and steer clear of old-snags Clarkr'
George Newton seized and shook Toms
hand. thanking him profusely.
'1ll commence at once!'
''That's it,! said Tom, satisfied ring in
his grutf voice. "Put this in your pocket
He stuck ive-dollar note in the young
mans hand. ''You need it to buy bread.
They gave you iquor-what they call Ii
quor-but that can's keep starvin' man,
unless his innsyds is eaten up by the cussed
stuff. used 70 think it would; 1 don't
now"
Money is not what I want" began
George.
That's . lief' interrupted the sailor.
oyer crazy pride says. Don't take it.
The same pride would maAe you thiei
afore it would let yer accept . tsiAe o money
rs a present. Bury it; It's No goodr'
George hesitated before asking:
''How am l to pay Clark"
"keep on OWING" was the tart reply.
"Yonre able to, I s'pose. I'll See that ye,
not pestered."
"What power have you to keep him Off"
"None: wish bad! Good nightp'
Tom cut short further inquiry by stepping
out from their secluded nook.
As he did 20, his head bent forward, he
icstled against man who was passing
Lifting his hat, he apologized in his rough
manner.
The rays from the Pickering lamp fell
athwars the pedestrians face. Tom caught
merely glimpse OF it. and stood as II rooted
to the spot!
s-Great Heaven" he cr;ed. ga ghost"
He was alone; George Newton had gont
on. The man had disappeared i'll th'
gloom, without vouchsafng word.
In and out from street to street, Ton
Black went, hunting the apparition. A
length, be caught sight Of it, and followes
stealthily on behind it across Broad
way to Vesey Street, where it took
Sixth-Avenue car. Tom got on the bael
PLATFORM and, with his hat drawn down
y-,...ba1 rs movements