The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-03-06

| before supper, so there was nothing tc
worry myself about. You know it Ii
not often that q poor detective gets
chance to mingle with the fashionable
swells as an equal, and l wanted &c
make the best of it.
Whenever I thought of Pillkins-and
il was often enough to keep me IN good
humor-I could not help but laugh IL
my sleeve at the trick we were going tc
play on him. To earn q hundred dol
lars and be revenged on your enemy at
the same time is enough to make any
body cheerful, and Miss Philpot had nc
occasion to complain of in]attention on
my part, when in course Of the even
ing I claimed her for a partner.
1 danced her and 1 iced her and ]
walked her four thousand miles, ]
firmly believe, around the big con-
se~rvatory. l frequently caught the
majors eye, but he smiled the broadest
kind of approval, and long before sup
perfume I had earned the undying ha-
tired of a score of young fellows who
envied me my good luck in putting the
rest of her admirers in the shade-so
to speak. AS the hour grew later, l
noticed Miss Philpot began to cast fur
tive chances toward the little study.
The major, busy with his guests, still
took time to send me two lines by a
servant, bidding me to be on my guard.
l determined not to take my eyes off
his hayward daughter, and though it
was impossible to be constantly at her
side, still I lowered near enough to see
every motion on her part. What puz-
zled me most was the fact that, contrary
to our expectation, she made no motion
to leave the p%arlors. 1t was long past
2 o'clock. The dancers had tired them
solves out and were now scattered here
and there in the dressing rooms, or
stood wrapped and ready to make their
adieux. The time had come, if at all,
when the eIopement would be attempt
ed. I gradually approached Miss Phil
pot, but a crowd of peopleIwere around
her.
Carriage for the Misses Fenton, "
carriage for Col. B~ellairs," carriage
for Mr.. Parkinson and ladies" cried a
number of voices at once, and a stream
of people drifted down the broad steps.
Miss Philpot languidly advanced into
the hall. 1 followed closely. She was
without the prescribed dark wrap and
the ~tuberosies. She seemed not to
have the slightest idea of running away
with Mr.. Philkins. Was it all q mis-
take of the majors excited fancy after
all? I could not help but think so.
Still, I waited. Miss Philpot lifted her
head and glanced casually in my direc-
ton. The stream of people melted
away from before her. As / pushed
my way through the crowd that surged
into the broad hall, she stepped near
the wide open door. A roll Of carpet
ing had been laid down the steps and
across the pavement. / worked my
way toward her, determined to keep
her within reaching distance. At that
moment a barouche dashed up, and
halted suddenly opposite Miss Philpot,
Carriage for Catherwood, cried the
driver. The door opened, as if by
magic-a tall form sprang out.
Miss Philpot glided forward. Az
that instant / recognized Mr.. Pilkins.
"No, you don't" said /, clutching at
Miss Philpot's flowing robe, as she few
toward HIM. The filmy dress gave way
in my hand; the carriage door closed
upon her white figure and the driver
put whip to the horses. A hack stood
next in line.
Fifty dollars to you if you.foIlov
and overtake hat carriage" / yelled tc
the driver and jumped into the vehicle.
We tore down the street like mad,
leaving Mai. Philpot standing at his
deserted home filling the night air with
imprecations. The flight and the
pursuit had taken place in much less
time than it takes me to tell it now
1t had been almost instantaneous in It's
quickness, and / did not like to be
baked at this stage in the game
Where now was revenge, and where,
too, were my hundred dollars? Come
what would, 7 determind at all hazards
to oyertake the runaway.
"Lay on the whip" I cried to my
driver.
"The horses are in a dead run, he an.
swered back. "We amt more than a
half a block behind MIR. Pilkins."
@Then you recognized Pilkins?"
ooh, yes"
keep 'em in sight, and if they stor
at any place, increase your speed and
catch up with them"
We raced down Broad street, turned
the corner Of Fourth, and headed fol
the river.
Where can that Internal fellow bt
going?" Thought, Watching anxiously
the carriage as it dashed over the road
in advance of u.s. W. chased them fol
nearly an hour, when / perceived thai
we were gaining perceptibly. Tn.
driver of the barouche noticed it, ani
pulled up suddenly in the middle Of thu