The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1884-08-20


after a few CALCULATIONS of delight at be-
ing home again, composed herself to
sleep In the corner of the carriage.
But fresh annoyance was in store for
her. At Folkestone Town station the
carriage was unlocked, and three men
got in; one of them, to Lady Jones in
dignation and dismay, was Mr. Hopkin-
son, with his black bag, which he kept
on his knee.
'You mustn't come in here" she
said loftily; "this carriage is reserved
specially for me. / am Lady Jones'"
ooh, are youw replied the other. 'It
is time you should know who l am. My
name"
81 am sure I don't care to know"
'Dly name is Hopkinson. am chief
inspector of police from Scotland Yard"
"Well," said Lady Jones, still bold,
but with much inward misgivings, II
really do not understandn ~
''By this time my men will have ar
rested your two confederates-your
friends who helped you in trying to keep
me out of the train at Paris. knew
them all along"
''My friends never met them before
this morningl Why, 1 don't even know
their namesl"
"That won't do. You know as well rs
I do that they are Phelim Cassidy and
Thaddeus O'Brien, American Fenians-"
"Gracious Heavensp"
"With whose connivance you have at
tempted to convey dynamite into Eng
land-a nice little lot of ATLAS POWDER
in slabs too, for convenience in packing
4" deny, most positively II II"
Case is too strong against you.
Why the stuff was found in your pos
session, and 1 have it here in my bag;
enough to wreck the whole train"
Lady Jones shrieked.
"Do you mean to tell me that there is
dynamite here in this carriage2 Oh, do,
please, throw it awayl"
1.-THE conclusion would certainly ex-
plode it, and we should all be blown to
kingdom GOMEZ Don't be frightened;
you travelled with it all the way from
Paris, and would have carried it on to
London yourself"
Il assure you know nothing of this.
l am Lady Jones, the wife of Sir John
Jones of Harley street. Millicent, help
me to explain who l am"
The detective shook his head doubt
fully.
at may be as you say; but don't see
my way. Wait till we get to London.
If you can prove your identity, at any
rate you may escape being locked up;
the magistrate may give you bail"
With this cold comfort Lady Jones
had to be satisfied, and in dire terror and
discomfort she made the rest of the jour
ney to London. Hopkinson, it must be
confessed, had already made up his mind
that it was as Lady Jones had said but
he chose to keep her in suspense.
On reaching Cannon street, the guard
brought him telegram. The detective
read it with strong symptoms of disgust.
"Slipped through my fingers Just
when thought had them, tool It's
the very mischief. What shall do
next2"
After a pause of deep thought he
turned suddenly to Lady Jones.
"Do these men know your London
address9 Yes? Well, if you will assist
us now, think can promise that moth
ing more shall be said about this unfor-
tunate affair. But first, you must be
secret, silent rs the grave. Can l trust
youa And this young LADY,"
Millicent and Lady Jones answered in
a breath, promising to be most circum-
spect.
"My idea now is that these men only
planted the stuff on you, hoping it would
pass unnoticed; whether it did or not
they would know by the morning papers,
which would be sure to publish an ac-
count of the seizure of dynamite Well, :"
went on the detective, mo one must
know syllable of this; there shall be
nothing in the papers or anywhere. To-
morrow or next day they will call at
your house to recover their small parcel,
explaining that it slipped in among your
rugs by mistake. II they do, we have
them; do you understands And will you
help2"
Lady Jones only too gladly assented.
That night the house in Harley street
was practically in the possession of the
police. Sir John entered into the spirit
of the thing; gave his hall-porter a holi-
day, 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 he left the
house his companion joined him, and
both were arrested before they had
turned the next corner. The trial, with
the examination of Lady Jones. was one
of the events of the on.-L0RdOR
World.