Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1886-06-03

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kept 1t, thinking to realize money upon il, or
to have me in your power. What means It'll
Speak, or I'll strange your
But William Jones was evidently unable To
speak, being perfectly paralyzed with fear
Monk stretched forth his hands to seize him
again, when the old man, who had been
Mortified spectator of all this, suddenly broke
in with.
Look We, now; know there was summat
1t We're leetle book, stuffed in the front of
her frocxin
"a bookr'' returned Monk, eagerly; land
what did you do With it! Tell me that. Won
old fooli Did you burn ite'
BURN it?' exclaimed the other. 'sNo. mis-
ter, we don't burn nothin', William and me.
You know where you put it, William dear.
In the old place.
Then curse You for an avaricious old
devil, y thtrndered Monk ssThe book has been
stolen--do you hear s-stoles by that young
painterln
He could say no more: the effect Of his
words upon William Jones was electrical. He
gave one wild shrek, and began tearing his
hair. 1t now became his turn to moan and
rave, and for some time nothing coherent
could be got from him.
AT length, however, Monk gathered that
Brinkley had discovered.
II thought his poking and prying meant
summat, nmoaned William Jones. "Ifancied,
too, seen marks i thesand, but Inever could
find no one near, and thought they was my
own marks. Oh, what will come tome? I'm
ruinedp
Curse your folly 70 exclaimed Monk;
you've brought it all on yourself by your
own greed, and you don't deserve [ should
help you; but soiH help you'll Listen theni
1t is clear that this young man has possessed
himself somehow of your secret and mine.
But from what he said to me, fancy he has
not as yet divulged it to single soul He
the only human being we have Go fear. We
must cease to fear him. Doyou understands
No, William Jones did not understand; so
in order to make his meaning clear Mr..
Monk drew him out from the cottage and
whispered something in his ear William
Jones turned as white as death, and began to
tremble all over.
Il couldntdo it, Sir he moaned. 'sLook
We now-I couldn't do itr'
Monk stamped his foot impatiently: then
he turned to his frightened victim
"Listen to me, William Jones' You ought
to know by this time that I have both the
power and determination to effect my ends
Continue to oppose me and play the fool and
all that power shall be used against gou. Do
you hear2 Twill ruin youi will hand YOU
over to the authorities as thief will have
you tried for concealing the papers which
might have proved the identity of the child
found washed ashore fifteen years aeo. Do
you hearm
Mr.. Monk evidently knew the nature of the
man with whom he had to deal. for after a
little more conversation William Jones' cow
ering like a frightened child, promised inn.
plicit obedience.
'Now, them" said Monk, when he had
brought matters to a satisfactory termina-
ton, ''you will show me this hiding place of
yours"
To this William Jones at first objected, but
Monk was firm.
"Who knows" said he, 'but there may be
other things having reference to the child. |
mean to see for myself. Now, William
JONES'
So William Jones, seeing that resistance
would be useless, promised to conduct his
friend to the cave; and after good deal of
hesitation and of continued show of unwill-
ingness on William Jones' part, the two men
started off
When they drew near to the cave William
Jones gave a cry and pointed to the sand.
Looking down, Monk clearly saw footprints
They followed them and found that they led
right to the mouth of the cave.
Its standing open!" cried William Jones,
as he pointed down with trembling finger.
''Foliow mer' said Monk, crawling down
into the hole.
Jones followed in terror
As he reached the rocks below he heard
sharp cry, and looking down saw, by the dim
light of candle stuck in the wall, Brinkley
struggling helplessly in the powerful grip of
Monk. He had been sprung upon from be-
hind, and was helpless through a sort of
garotte.
Mortified and trembling, William Jones
! was rooted to his place.
Suddenly he saw the young man fall back
ward ifeless, and with one last gasp, lie per-
fectly still. Monk stopped over him and
looked into his face.
ooh Mr.. Monkl" cried William, ais he's
he"
'Hei is deadl" was the reply. $50 much