Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1884-07-03


this young lady here. | really can
not say"
But while she chartered on with ac-
customed garrulity the Custom House
officer had already cut thel strings,
undone the parcel, and laid bare
small, plain tin case.
1t had a lid, which was easily open
ed. Inside were q number of slabs of
a whity-brown, sugary-looking sub
stance which might have been tenth
rate chocolate or indifferently made
coffee
"Some sort of sugar." said Lady
Jones. How odd lcannot imagine
In
cts just what + expected, said a
quiet voice behind. Hand it over,
Mr.. Saunders. This is my affair"
"What, Mr.. Hopkinson, are you
here2"
VERY much on the spot this time,
l think, Mr. Saunders. Now ma'am"
Ito Lady Jones-"where are your
other friends2n
''How dare you speak to mel" she
replied holly, recognizing her old
enemoy of the tram. Il am Lady
Jones"
"Of course, all right, replied the
man called Mr.. Hopkinson. But
there" he went on, half to himself,
1--WE don't want any scandal or noise.
We might lose the others, and with
that he whispered few words to an
attendant and drew back into the
crowd.
The examination of Lady Jones
baggage was completed, everything
was repacked, and the party proceeded
toward the train. Just as they passed
the refreshmentroom, a railway guide
came up, and, touching his cap, said
"The station-master has reserved you
a compartment Please come this
way"
"How uncommonly civil of him,
to be sure, cried her ladyship. II
suppose 1t is to make up for this an
noyance. / am really much obliged"
Within five minutes the two ladies
were slowed away in carriage by
themselves, and the door securely
locked. Presently the train ran out
of the station up the hill to Folke-
stone town, and Lady Jones, who was
rapidly recovering her equanimity,
after few CALCULATIONS of delight at
being home again, composed herself
TO sleep in a corner of the carriage
But fresh annoyance was IN store
for her. At Folkcstone town station
the carriage was unlocked, and three
men got in; one of them, to Lady
Jones indignatioR and dismay, was
Mr.. Hopkinson, with his black bag,
which he kept on his knee.
you mustn't come in here, she
said, This carriage is reserved speci-
ally for me. / am Lady Jones"
"Oh, are your replied the other
1t is time you should know who l
am. My name"
II am sure don't care to know"
My name is Hopkinson. am
chief inspector of police from Scot
land Yard.
"Well, " said Lady Jones, still bold
but with much inward misgiving, Il
really do not understand.
BY this time my men will have
arrested 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 morning Why, | don't
even know their namesm
THAT won't do. You know as well
as | do that they are Phelim Cassidy
and Thaddeus O'Brien, American
| Fenians--n
Gracious heayens!'
''With whose connivances you have
attempted to convey dynamite into
7 England-a nice little lot of Atlas
/ powder, in slabs, too, for convenience
IN packing.
II deny ii, most positively II
Case IS too strong against you
Why, the stuff was found IN your
possession, and | have it here in my
bag; enough to wreck the whole
train.
Lady Jones shrieked.
"Do you mean to tell me there is
dynamite here in this carriageg Oh,
do, please, throw itaway.o
The conclusion would certainly
explode it, and we should all be blown
to kingdom come. Don't be brighten
ed You travelled with it all the way
from Paris, and would have carried it
on to London yourself"
Il assure YOU | know nothing OF
all this. | am lady Jones, the wife
of Sir John Jones, of Harley street.
| Milhcent, help me to explain to him
who 1 am.
The detective shook his head doubt
fully,
1T may be as you say; but l don t
, quite 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
b and discomfort she made the rest of
the journey to London. Hopklnson,
it must be confessed. had already
made up his mind that it was as Lady
Jones had said but he chose TO keep
; her I'M suspense
On reaching Cannon street the guard