The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1883-08-09

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for when the clerk tead the signature
mat official winked at rather a rough.
looking man with whom he had becl
talking, then the rough-looking man read
the signature and exclaimed:
"You're just the man I'm locking for,
Mr. Marthen-Pye only just been able
to find out where you were stopping
cant You give me q check for this carriag,
bill? Its been running nearly u month
md the boys said you"
I'm not the man you want" sDiu
Marthen, first saying something that
would not look well in print.
"Your name is" -
eyes, yes, yes" interrupted Martllen;
"but there is another man of the sam.
name and he's swindler. 1 came here
to run him down; I've got detectives
after him; come here this evening ant
they will put you on his track"
For IN hour or more Marthen was i,
very bad temper, but he grew calmer
when, strolling out to look Mt the crowo.
Of carriages and their occupants, he me,
several acquaintances who had tempor-
arily abjured billiards or flirting for tn,
same purpose. AS he chatted with Oh,
of thcso n carriage passed slowly and
Marthcn saw in it the amiable littl,
widow he had met on the train in the
morning. She did not seem to recognize
him, but his friend raised his hat and
wns smiled upon.
'Who is she, jerks tell me, quick"
"Shc's Mrs. Whitlayton, widow of Will
Whtlayton, who was just starting 10
make fortune in wool when, couple
OF years ago, he took pneumonia and
died. He lefthor twenty or thirty thou
sand dollars, though enough to make
lazy, well-drcssed fellows swarm around
her like flies around sugar barrel"
"Has she any family ?" asked Marthen,
"No; she makes her homo with nh
unclo and aunt whom she doesn't love
any too we'll, Pm told. A young widow
must have home, though, you know.
II she doesn't want to be talked about
Excuse me moment" continued Mar
thcn's friend, taking the arm Of n gentle
man who was about to pass them, "hcrc's
good fellowyou ought to know, Cranch;
do you know my friend Anson Marthcn Z?
Mr.. Marthen, Mr. Cranch."
'I'm very glad to know you, sir" sniG
MIR. Cranch, "but, if it isn't too impu-
dent question to ask on so short ac
quaintance, why are you strolling on foot
with Fred here, while your charming
tiancco is riding alone?"
"My fianceo?" exclaimed the engineer
in nstonishmcnt, while his friend looked
inquiringly.
81 hope am not mistaken" said Mr.
ranch. GIVE been told that Mrs. Whit
| layton was soon to become Mrs. Arson
Marthcn."
Mnrthcn's face blackcned, as ho
claimed through tightly closed jaws:
| "G"nti,mGn, this is horrible. Incvcl
knew the ladv's name until five minute.
ago. My vilininous doublc-you know
all about him, Frcd--thnt rascal In
probably mado love to her for her morr>
and persuaded her to marry him. What
is to bo done ?"
One gentleman shrugged his shuir,
d"r8 and tho other raised his eyebrows.
Mr.. Cranch finally said:
81 suppose it's nohodY's business, tn
ildy has been mnrlcu DcIorc; Sn,.
ought to be able to choose for herself"
"pll make it my business" Missed
Marthcn, as he turned abruptly and
hurried to his hotel, where he had the
good fortune to find one of the lrtcc
tlvcs awaiting him and full of news.
The scappgracc Marthcn, ho said, had
been living quietly at small boarding,
house, but his servant, who had not lcrn
Paid for SO long that he was willing f,r Il
ten-d"liar bill to tell all he knew, had Iii.
vulgCd the fact that the rascal knew he
WAS being watched; he was frightened.
and he was up to some new dodge,
though he did not know what, that very
evening; all the African could say was
that his master had twice visited sick
I%.looliing man, whom tho servant had
seen somewhere rs preacher, and thu,
Alnrthcn was to go there again that yer,
evening and meet the sickly man in Il
garden. The servant suspected u wrl.
ding, for his master had ordered hls
dress suit and spring ovcrcoat brushed
with extra care.
Marthcn almost lost his head in his
rage, but the detective rapidly laid n plan
to cntrap the rascal. He would hire the
negro to steal his masters ovcrcoat and
hat, which he, the detective, would pu,
on md then call upon the minister, lust
after dark, with the hope of success.
fully assuming the manncr and appear.
nnce of the rogue and wormine himself
into tho secret. Mnrthon approved the
plan i'll general but insisted upon one
'hange; he would wear the coat and han
Himself; tho detective consented, for,
af;cr all, money was what he was work
ing for, and he was being well paid for
his services.
The negro was again bribed. and he
not only stole the overcoat and hat bu
named the hour Mt which his Inoeior had