Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1883-01-17
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Jack ate enough for both, lid re-
marked with solicitude, "Charlie was
never very strong-always liable to
turn pale and break down--eh, old boy,
weren't your"
eyes, oh, ye-yes," answered Charles.
"Why," exclaimed Sissy, "it's quite
wonderful "How did you know your
brother was herep"
"Why," said Jack, still holding
Charles arm, II traced him to the
Windsor, and seeing your card in his
room, followed here on the chance of
finding him, and also" (this with a
gallant bow "of paying my respects to
some American ladies'"
1t was about 6 o'clock, and the
calling had fallen off as the wretched
victims of the days pleasure took the
usual dinner-time for breathing space
before the evenings rush and hurry.
In fact, not a isitor remained except
the happy reunited brothers, and Jack
proposed, "Now, Charlie, let us 60"
Charles refused fatty, and asked per-
mission to see the conservatory--a
fragrant little bower at the extreme
end Of the long vista of connecting
rooms. The ladies assentcd, and the
cheerful brother Jack followed close.
"Charming!" exclaimed the fasci-
mating man. "Such roses I've rarely
seen. There's a fine variety" and step
ping lightly on shelf full of pots he
leaned toward the window to catch a
crimson bud that was nodding its fra
GRANGE from near the sash. A moment
more and he reached the flower; then
there was tremendous blow. a crash
of glass, a dreadful thunder of falling
flower pots, screams, wild confusion,
and Mr.. Charles Montgomery had
jumped through the window as MINI
bly,, if not as quietly, as a cat. The
frightened women hardly realized what
had happened before the devoted
brother Jack, with more crash of flower
pots and glass, had jumped after him
through the same opening. a balcony
was outside the window, and there
was a terrible trampling and struggle
there.
"Helpl help come here!" Mrs.
Bell shrieked, for tho three men-ser-
wants who were in the house. They
came running, and in greateXcitement.
There were racing and chasing in the
yard, and a great scuAling at gate
that led out into the street (the house
being on a corner) then came several
pistol-shots in quick succession. At
the firing all the servants ran down the
basement stairs, one brave fellow ex-
claiming:
"Don't yer be scared. missus; Is
gwine ter fetch de kitchen poker"
Then in through the splintered sash
came Charles Montgomery, and after
him, much breathcd the loving
brother Jack, smoking pistol in his
hand and a dreadful oath on his lips.
Round and round the drawing-roOm
rushed the pursued and the pursuer.
The brave servant showed woolly
head and two white eyes over the top
step Of the basement stairs, and shout
ed: II done got de poker" then disap-
peared in safety.
Jack shreked: "Give up give up,
I tell your Then, AS the desperate
man fed toward the frightened women
for refuge, called out: "Lie down on
the floor, ladies; I'm going to fire."
Down on the floor they dropped, tot
let's and all; fire he did, and Mrs.
Bell yelled loud enough to bring in
twenty gens-d armes if she had been
in Paris. There were more fierce
oaths, there was more pursuit, then the
widest, maddest struggle of all near
the front door, followed by dull
blow, heavy fall, and-silence.
At this moment a latch.key turned
and Mr.. Bell came cheerfully into his
home.
On the marble floor of the hall lay a
tall man senseless and bleeding. Over
him stood short, ford man wiping
the perspiration from his forehead and
putting up pistol. An exclamation
Of alarm and horror escaped the mas
ter Of the house.
Jack hurried to say, 81 suppose you
are Mr.. Bell9'
II am-and-and--" he assumed
threatening attitude.
"Father p shrieked Mrs. Bell and
the girls, and bunch Of white faces
looked out from the back parlor door.
Mr.. Bell rushed to the messenger
alarm-box and gave the signal for the
police.
"Now, now keep cool and I'll ex-
plain" said Jack, pleasantly. "This
genteel person who had an invitation
to call on you is fugitive from JUS
tice. He's nothing less than "a
Never mind; I'm sorry to brighten
these ladies, and l tried every device,
even to calling myself his long-lost
brother, to get my man quietly out of
your house and arrest him in the street.
I've feeling for the domestic sanctlties;
I've daughters of my own. You see,
he's been hiding for several years and
now, thinking pursuit was over, came
out quite boldly under new name"
Two policemen appeared at the door.
"Tell the chief OF police-his house
is close by" said the cool party-"that
Jack Trapper, of the London force, has
taken the man in the Carter case, and
ask the chief to step here if he will"
While Mr.. Bell was slowly taking
in the strange proceedings, that high
official arrived, greeted Jack familiarly
as "Mr. Trapper," and at once had
Montgomery, who had opened his eyes
with the hunted look of wild beast,
carried out by four officers.
Mr.. Jack Trapper followed, only
turning at the door to bow politely ana
remark: "Tm very sorry, ladies-I
have a family myself-but it al came
from that card. My prisoner is charged
with-murder."
The scared women turned to the
chief of police, who confirmed the
statement, added that the man, beyond
doubt, was guilty, promised to keep the
affair out of the papers, and also pO-
litely withdrew.
"Great Heaven" exclaimed Mr..
Bell to his wife, how did you come to
know the wretch?"
IL didn't know him." she stam-