The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1885-03-13
LOVE OR MONEY;
OR,
A PERILOUS SECRET.
ny CHARLES READE,
Author of "Put Yourself in His Place."
etc., ETC., etc.

Waddy was In Monochrome secret, and.
indeed, in everybody's. He knew it was
folly to deceive your lawyer, so he was
frank. Mr.. Middleton learned his
clients guilt and danger, but also that
his enemies had flaws in their armor.
The first shot he fired was to get war
rants out against a dozen miners, Jem
Davies included, for a murderous as
sault; but he made no arrests, he only
summoned. So one or two took fright
and fled. Middleton had counted on
that, and it made the case worse for
those that remained. Then, by means
of friends in Derby, he worked the
Press.
An article appeared headed, "Our
lSavages." 1t related with righteous in
dignation how Mr.. Barley miners had
burned the dead body of miner sus-
pected of having fired the mine, andput
his own life in jeopardy as well as those
OF others; and then, not content with
that monstrous act, had fallen upon
and beaten to death a gentleman in
whom they thought they detected re-
semblanceto some person who had been,
or was suspected of being that miners
accomplice; "but SO far from that" said
the writer, 1--WE are now informed, on
sure authority, that the gentleman in
question is large and wealthy landed
: proprietor, quite beyond any temptation
to crime or dishonesty, and had actually
visited this part of the world only in
the character of q peacemaller, and to
discharge very delicate commission,
which it would not be our business to
publish, even if the details had been
cOnfded to u.s."
The article concluded with a hope
! that these monsters would be taught
/ that even if they were below the stand
ard of humanity they were not above
the law"
Middleton attended the summonses,
gave his name and address, and inform
ed the magistrate that his client was a
large landed proprietor, and it looked
like case of mistaken identity. His
client was actually dyingof his injuries,
but his wife hoped for justice.
But the detectives had taken care to
be present, and so they put in their
word. They said that they were pre-
pared to prove, at proper time, that
the wounded man was really the person
who had been heard by Mrs. Walter
Clifford to bride Ben Burnley to fire the
mine.
"We have nothing to do with that
now" said the magistrate. "One thing
at a time, please. | cannot let these
people murder a convicted felon. far
less a suspected criminal that has not
been tried. The wounded man pro-
ceeds, according to law, through re-
spectacle attorney. These men, whom
you are virtually defending, have taken
the law into their own hands. Are your
witnesses here, Mr.. Middletonw
"Not at present, and when l was in
terrupted, L was about to ask your
worship to grant me an adjournment
for thot T,rt.noca II will NOT no n oraat
hardship to the accused, since we pro-
coed by summons. fear [ have been
too lenient, for two or three of them
have absconded since the summons was
served"
II am not surprised at that" said the
magistrate; however, you know your
own business"
Then the police applied for warrant
of arrest against MOnckton.
"Ohl" cried Middleton, with the air of
man thoroughly shocked and scandal
lied.
Certainly not" said the magistrate;
81 shall notdisturb the course of justice;
there IS not even an eG parte case against
this gentleman at present. Such an APP
plication must be supported by a wit
ness, and disinterested One." So all
the parties retired crest-fallen except
Mr.. Middleton; as for him, he was inn
itating small but ingenious specimen
of nature-the cuttle-fish. This little
creature, when pursued by its enemies,
discharges an inky fluid which obscureS
the water all around, and then it starts
off and escapes.
One dark night, at two o'clock in the
morning, there came to the door Of the
Dun Cow an invalid carriage, or rather
omnibus, with q springfield and every
xphnnlQ
thick with India-rubber; relays had
been provided, and MOnckton and his
party rolled along day and night to
Liverpool. The detectives followed, six
hours later, and traced them to Liver
pool very cleverly, and, with the assis-
lance of the police, raked the town for
them, and got all the great steamers
watched, especially those that were
bound westward, hol But their bird
was at sea, in Liverpool merchants
own steamboat, hired for a two months
trip. The pursuers found this out too,
but fortnight too late.
"It's no go, Bill, !" said one to the other.
"There's lawyer and pot of money
against us. Let it sleep awhile"
The steamboat coasted England in
beautiful weather; the sick man began
to revive, and to eat q little, and to talk
little, and to suffer good deal at
times. Before they had been long at
sea Mr.. Middleton had confidential
conversation with Mrs. Monckton. He
told her he had been very secret with
her for her good. Il saw" said he, "this
Monckton had no deep regard for you,
and was capable of turning you adrift
in prosperity; and knew that If l told
you everything you would let it out to
him, and tempt him to play the villain.
But the time Is come that l must speak,
/. in justice to you both. That estate he
left your son half in joke is virtually
his. Fourteen years ago, when he last
looked into the matter, there scerc eleven
lives between it and him; but, strange
to say, whilst he was at Portland the
young lives went one after the other,
and there were really only five left when
he made that will. Now comes the ex-
traordinary part; a fortnight ago three
of those lives persisted in single steam
boat accident on the Clyde; that left 9
woman of eighty-two and man OF
ninety between your husband and the
estate. The lady was related to the
persons who were drowned, and she has
gipcp died. che bad hppu lOnO 1ilinO and