Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1884-07-25
NEW VOL. l9---N0. AZ.


after few calculations OF delight at being
home again, composed herself to sleep In
the corner OF the carriage.
But fresh annoyance was In storo for
her. At Folkestone town station tho car
riagc was unlocked, and three men got In;
one of them, TO Lady Jones' indignation
and dlsmay, was Mr.. Hopkinson, with his
black bag, which he kept on his knee.
"You mustn't como In here" she sail
loftily; "this carriage is reserved specially
for ME. am Lady Jones'"
"Oh. you are I" replied the other. at
is timo you should know who l am. My
name"
al am sure don't care 10 know"
"My name Is ITopkinson. am chief
inspector of police from Scotland Yard"
"Well," said Lady Jones, still bold, but
with much inward misgiyings, 81 really
do not understand"
"By this time my men will have arrest
ed yoLr two confclcratcs-your friends
who helped you In trying to keep me out
OF the train st Paris. knew them all
along"
"My friends! never met them before
this morning! Why, don't even know
their names."
"That won't do. You know ms woll as
do that they are rhclim Cassidy aud
Thaddeus O'Bricn, American Fcnians-"
"Gracious Heavens"
"With whose connlvance you have at
tempted to convey dynamite into England
a nice little lot OF Atlas powder, In
slabs too, for convenience In packing"
az deny, most positively I! L"
cease is too strong against you. Why,
the stuff was founG In your possession,
and have 1t here in my bag; enough 10
wreck the whole train"
Lady Jones shrickcd.
"po you mean TO tell mo that thcrc IA
dynamite hero In this carriage? ooh, DO,
please, throw II away"
"Tho conclusion would certainly OK
plodc It, and we should all be blown to
Kingdom come! Don't bo frightened; you
Travelled with it all the way from Paris,
and would have carried II on to London
yourself"
az assure you know nothing Of this.
am Lady Jones, the wifc Of Sir John
Jones Of Harley street. Millicent, help
mo TO explain who | am"
The detective shook his head doubt
fully.
'Tt may bc rs you say, hut don't SOC
my way. Wait till we get to London. II
you can prove your Identity, Mt any ratio
you may escape being locked mp; the mag
istratc may give you bail"
With this cold comfort Lady Jones had
to be satisfied, and in dire terror and dis
comfort she made the rest of the journey
10 London. lIopkinson, 1t must bc con-
fesscd had already made up his mind that
it was rs Lady Jones had said; but he
chose to keep her In suspense.
On reaching Cannon street, tho Gnarl
brought him n telegram. The detective
read il with strong symptoms OF disgust.
"Sllppod through my fingers! just
when thought had them, too! It's tho
very mischief What shall do next"
After pause OF deep thought he turned
suddenly to Lady Jonos.
"Do these men know your London adj
dress? Yes? We'll, II you will assist us
now, think ] can promise that nothing
more shall be said about this unfortunate
affair. But first, you must be secret, ST.
lent as tho grave. Can trust you. And
this young LADY,"
Miliccnt and Lady Jones answered IN
Il breath, promising TO be most circun-
spect.
"My idea now Ia that these men only
planted the stnr on you, hoping IL would
pass unnoticcd; whether Il did or not they
would know by the morning papers which
would be sure 10 publish an account of the
seizure Of dynamite. WE'LL" went on tho
detective; "no one must know n syllable
of this; there shall bo nothing in tho pa
pcrs or anywhere. Tomorrow or next
day they will call at your house TO recover
their small parcel explaining that IL slip
ped In among your rugs by mistake. IL
they do, 80 have them; do you under
stand? And will you helpi"
Lady Jones only too gladly asscntcd.
That night the house in Harley street
was practically In the possession OF the po-
lice. Sir John entered into the spirit Of
the thing; gave his hall-portcr n holiday,
and installed Hopkinson disguised in his
place. On the third day the dark man
called, sent up his card, and was given
the dynamite. As nc left the house his
companion joined him, and both were ar
rested before they hal turned the next
corner. The trial, with tho examination
Of Lady Jones, was one of tho events OF
the season.-LOndoa Woyd.