The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1885-01-17
From the London Truth
PERSONAL TO Mr.. GIMBLETT

office over the furniture shop IN the
Waterloo Bridge road, when his clerk
brought in word that young person
wished to see him.
Who is she?" inquired Mr.. Gimblett
She says she will tell you her name
herself, She has never been here be-
FORE" said the clerk.
"Begging?' suggested Mr.. Gimblett
Il think not. She doesn't look that
sort, and her manner is overbearing, "
was the reply.
"A young person, did you say?" re-
marked Mr.. Glmblett.
yes, sir young, and not bad-looking
neither" said the clerk, who perhaps
knew his chiefs little weaknesses.
"Isuppose you had better show her
in" responded Mr.. Gimblett. with an
air of supreme indifference. Neverthe-
less, when his clerks back was turned,
he ran his fingers through his hair, set
tied his cravat, aud deity rearranged
the flowers in his button-hole.
The young person" did not belle the
clerks favorable description-at least,
in Mr.. Gimblett's humble opinion. She
was young, tall, had good figure, and
a pretty face. But what chiefly i'm
pressed Mr.. Gimblett was the keen and
penetrating glance of her dark eyes,
and the firmness of her mouth and chin.
He instinctively guessed that he had
before him girl of unusual shrewdness
and energy of character, while her
calm self-possession testified to the
strength of her nerves. She was very
rniatlu haaop,,, civ Iraooal orJ
there was no attempt to disguise her
station in life, which was evidently
that of a superior sort of domestic ser
want.
Pray be seated" said Mr.. Gimblett,
as she entered.
you are Mr.. Gimblett, l suppose,
said the visitor, taking possession of a
chair and drawing it up to the table.
"My name is Martha Chale. My father
used to be in the force with you"
"Oh, yes; [ recollect," said Mr.. Gin
blett, slightly disappointed at this
prelude, though he scarcely knew why.
Il knew your father very well He was
killed in that affair over BALKAN way.
Very sad! very sadp
Il didn't come to talk about my
father" continued Martha Chale, in a
cool, matter f-fact tone. He has been
dead ten years and more. / only
mentioned him as a sort of introduc-
ton.
Il understand" said Mr.. Gimblett,
surprised and amused at his visitors
one and manner.
L want to engage your services in a
business way, and I'm quite ready to
pay you," said Martha, producing an
apparently well-filled purse, and placing
1t upon the table. "Pm not one of your
extravagant sort, but I'm not mean
neither. l know how to save, but
don't grudge spending
Excellent" exclaimed Mr.. Gimblett
with involuntary admiration.
The fact is, I'm being watched by
the police, and it's unpleasant" said
Martha, abruptly.
Naturally acquiesced Mr.. Gimblett.
I've lost my situation for nothing
and now my footsteps are logged night
and day. | don't like it, and mother
don't like it neither, and, what is more
| amt going to stand it,"
Martha Chale spoke with considerable
asperity and vigor, and Mr.. Gimblett
could not help perceiving that the young
woman was blessed with a temper OF
her own. Yet the ex-detective thought
the flash of her eyes and the quick rush
of color to her cheeks became her won,
derfuly, while he rather admired, than
otherwise, the decision of her tones.
Quite right he said benigply; what
is it all about?'
well, it is this: I've been living as
upper housemaid for the last two years
with Mr.. and Mrs. Mortimer, of Park
Crescent"
Zone moment-Mortimer, Park Ores
ent, said Mr.. Gimblett, RS he made {
note upon his blotting pad.
There has been robbery there
lately some of Mrs. Mortimer's jewelry
was stolen from a safe"
Burglars ?" inquired Mr. Gimblett.
Il know nothing about it," said Mar
tina Chale, Struggling her shoulders
The safe was opened by some one Will
a key, and the things distracted. No
body knows when it was done, excep
that the things were all right within
few days before the loss was discovered
That is the story. was sent away"
And none of the other servants?"
mo. 0, | know why was singled
ont. Mrs. Mortimer is mortal Jealous
of her husband, and she must need
take it into her head
Pretty Young women are dangerou
IN a house, interposed Mr.. Gimblett
loosely.
But from the manner in which thi
complimentary speech was received, tn,
ex-detective judge 4that he had bette,
not have uttered i. Martha Chal,
paused and fixed her dark eyes upor
hum with an expression of contemptu
Gus establishment. For once in his life
Mr.. Gimblett felt disconnected, and be
came suddenly conscious that his hal
was gray.
i boxed his ears once for trying t.
bar the passage on the staircase; know
that, said Martha impressively. "Misse:
hadn't no call to be jealous Of me-"
MIR. Gimbiett did not trust himself tc
comment upon this remark and his
visitor proceeded.
i suppose Mrs. Mortimer set the DO
ice on to me. Anyway, I'm watched
night and day, and I've had enough Of
it
1 don't see what I can do for you,'
said Mr.. Gimblett.
You haven't heard yet" said the
Young woman catching him up quickly
Wait till | tell you"
i beg your pardon said Mr.. Gin.
blett, mildly.
Il don't wish anybody any harm, but
l want to protect myself. That is the
reason come to you instead of com
municating what 1 know to the police
you said you didn't know anything
about the robbery said Mr.. Gimblett
quickly.
Il meant, of course, that had moth,