Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1885-05-09
MAY MoRELAND.
CHAPTER TX.
BY NJ. A. RIED.

HN SulSe was uTlNlllS SLOWLY along
u in the western part of the city,
her eyes fell upon man a little in
advance Of the carriage.
The man looked back at the sound
of the wheels, and seeing the carriage
pulled his hat down over his eyes
and slackened his gait for it to pass.
That it was Norton May knew at
once, for he still had on the false red
hair and whiskers. The carriage
passed him till out of sight and then
turned toward the heart of the city.
Frank Clifton stood upon the pave
ment of one of the streets, his eyes
bent upon the ground in deep thought.
A tiny slip of paper futtered to the
ground at his feet, he stopped and
picking it up, read these words:
"The man you seek was last seen
in Avine avenue, near Whites resi-
dence.n
His lips were very white as he
glanced after the carriage, and his
hand shook as he held the paper.
"There was no one in that carriage
but an old woman" he said, "yet it
is her writing. Where did it come
from? ?"
On the evening of the third day af-
ter this occurred, two men were
walking along Avine avenue. The
dusky shadows of twilight fellmound
them.
They spoke lowly and rapidly as
they went along.
81 think we will be safe there"
saidAOne. until we can evade these
Hounds and get away from the city.
We must watch all points now. They
have us 50 completely hemmed that
there is danger in trying to get away
even in the best disguise"
"Ifyou hadnever shown that ring"
said the other, "you never would
have been discovered"
"There you are mistaken. 1t was
unfortunate, but tell you, man, we
have both been blind that old lady
with her bowling servant and gray
wig was no more deaf than / am.
There is some hidden hand at work
in the whole thing. | believe that
old woman is May MOreland. Hush
we are meeting some one. You cross
over and CO."
He did not finish the sentence.
His companion turned away just as a
man came up.
"Faith, and can yez tell me where
Jeemes Malone lives ?' said the new
conner. "I've hunted his shebang all
day, and it's meself that can't find it,
too, for there's no end to this great
city"
81 don't know anything about
James Malone, and l care less"
"But, yez honor, yez must know
where Jeemes lives sure and ye2
must, for Jeemes is a great big boy
in these parts, and tOuld him-says
/ 'Jeemes, me boy, it's meself ash
come and take drop with yez, be-
fore 1 die, if the good Lord lets me
live; an We'll talk of the old cOun-
try where me father and me mithel
was"
"Hold your tongue, fellow, and let
me pass. l tell you l know nothing
of the man."
The honest Irishman fad squared
himselfin front of Norton, and every
step he made to the side stepped in
front Of him.
"Now, yez honor, yez must know
where Jeemes lives; and yez wouldn't
be after LAYING a poor fellow here
hunting after his kinfolk and not tell
him where to find 'em."
"You are drunk or crazy, fellow
get out of my way, ] tell YOU"
go, now, Pm sure yer honOr's
every bit ov a gintleman, and yez
wouldn't be mad because it's meselt
that's lost meself in this big place.
Come now tell me where Jeemes
lives, and Paddy Calhoun will drink
yer health when he takes a drap with
his old friend Jeemes Malone, and"
"Get out fmy way, fellow, or I'll
knock you down."
"Faith, and its meSelf as knows
We don't name it, because, We see,
we lost meself and can't find me