Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1886-11-30


81 shall be wanted a. a witness at the in
ques;f"
'Ye' sir; most likely sir 1t will be my
GUY 10 tai you. b tier not talk too
freely. SIR ANY statem-rs you now make
may be used az inst you at-r on"
The curate cooked a him in surprise
I'D you an 10 say tha am your pris-
oner-that you wan 10 lock M e.
well, yes sir. Very SUSPICIOUS case. you
sea. Young lady 20 aone - fIe IDS net
f. rth"onii &. N, DOUBT y u'ii be abe to ex-
PLAIN matters tomorrow; out for Tonight
you must consider your ell. in custody"
Yes, of course. 81 N be able to ex-
plain" said George Ctu.f, d. calm anu
DO d, now that he found hmse f fac. 10 fare
with actual peril, ''but it Is a most painful
posi- ion. l feel that trap has been set
for M"
You had better hold your tongue" said
the doctor
So he London mail left withou Gaorg,
Caulfeld, who conveyed n cab to
Mliilale Jail, where he was subjected to the
i nom NOUS process of having his pockets
search d by jailer. In one of them was
found the little bottle given him by the gen
tlman at Grardcnester, and this, together
with lew other lrifles, was handed owe. to
the authorize, TO- investigation.
CHAPTER H.
IN DURANGO VILE
Instead of max ng any vain attempt at
sleep, George Caulhed ASKED for pens, ink
and paper, and a lamp that would last him
for the best rart of he night and on these
Inquiries being conceded he sat down to
write a long letter to his mother relat ng all
the circumstances Of his miserable journey,
nd a ,trea n ia ka or
situation, whatever she might read about
HIM in the newspapers. This letter, which
would travel by the morning post coulI be
preceded by telegram informing the old
lady that her son was sale, and detained at
Mlldale on business. Some hours of anxiety
the could not spare tnat beloved mo her;
and 1t was more painful to him to think OF
her trouble, when five o'c.ock came and
brought no returning traveller, than to con-
Template his own posi- ion.
"Dear old lady! l can fancy her and all
her neat and careful arrangements for my
comfort" unused MIR Caulueld. II know
how dietrustlul she will be of the maids
and how She will insist on getting up at
four O'Clock in order to about my breah-
fast. And then when the me comes, and
no hanson DIR. yes up to the gate, what
agonies she will suffer- for | have yer
never broken my word to her in my life"
The curate iretted and fumed at the
thought of his mothers anx ETY.. He was
an only and an a oring son-at thirty-two
years O. age a confirmed bachelor. loving no
one on earth as we as he loved the widowed
mother whose cherished companion he had
been from childhood upward. Had sne not
removed her dearly loved goods and chat
tells to f on and lived in small house in
the High street all the time her boy was at
school therei Had she not folowe Il INN 10
Cambridge faithfully a suit er follows
a clmpi And now sac had one of the pref
test houses in South Kensington, and her
son was first curate at the most intensely
Goth C t.lurch in that locality. George
Caultield's mothrr was tue love OF his lie.
He had heen assisting Mt choral festival at
a small town near Grandchester, where an
old college friend of h s fathers was vicar,
and had been only three days away from
the dainty little nest at Soutn Kensington,
where blue china plates had just broken out,
like pimples, on The sa-e-green walls and
where the Ql.en Anne m,nia showed itself
mod 'stly in divers inexpens We details
Poor mo,herr sighed George; "a tele-
gram can hardly reach her before nine
o'clock at the earliest"
u
he got rid of the nj hi somehow and at
seven O'Clock ne had written and dispatched
two teiegramS
The first was to his mot her; tho second
was to the vicar, from whom he had parted
at eleven o'clock the previous morninr, and
to whom he was inclined t. Look for succo-
as one of the C everest and most emerge ic
men he knew, This latter message was hre
From Georga Caulfi, I'D, Milldale jai, to
Edward Lewcrthy, Fee hmeal vicarage:
Come to me at Ahce. for Gods sakel 1 am
in great fficulty"
Nj. Caultield's ianitor brought him a COM
Portable breakfast by and hv, and was in
clined to sympathize He knew a gentle
man when he saw one, he told the curate
THOUGH he had had TO deal with tough lot
in this beastly hole. He had seen a cool
many murderers in his time. and the posi-
b ltv OF his pris ,ner's guilt made very little
difference to his feelings. Guilty or not
guilty. man who was free-handed with
half-crown p eces was entitled t. respect
The difference between haf-crown and a
form was just the difference between your
real gentleman and the spurious article
Inc actual amount wa. not much, but that
odd slxpence marked the distinc ion.
his functionary informed Mr. Caufed
that the inquest was to take pace at four
oc'o"k that afternoon
winch gives you time to communicate
with your solicieo >" he adiei, granlly
But l haven't any solicitor" answered
the prisoner. Il never have had any law
bus ness in my life"
$50 much the better for you. sir" responded
the jailer, sententiolsly; "put yo1 must have
lawyer to watch this mere case for you
1l'il wait till nv friend the vicar Fresh
mead comes. and take his advice about 1t,
said G .orge. al know he'll come as soon as
the rail can bring him"
His confidence was not illplaced Soon
after noon Mr.. Lewo thy was uslered into
his room. He was tetween fifty and sixty
man with untenance full Of vivid in
telligence, bright brown eyes AMI gray h lir,
worn longer than the fashion. 1t was al o.
gether a poetic head but the mans tempera-
ment fitted him for action and effort a.
thoroughly as his intellect gave him mas
terry in brain work.
Such friend as this was verify friend in
need. The two men clasped hands, and for
the first minute Gto rge Caulied was speech
less
@Tell me all about it said the vicar, sitting
down by his friends side with as cheerful an
air as If it were a common thing for him to
ind friend in prison.