Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-09-02

corners. Cation thought he bad never seen
such q repulsive looking old crone; and,
indeed, she was worthy the pencil Of Dore
to depict, such wss the grotesque ugliness
which she exhibited. Mother Guttersnipe
took drink out of the broken cup, and,
gathering all her greasy cards together in .
business like way, looked insinuatingiy at
Cation, with suggestive leer:
Its the future ye want unveiled,
dearie ?" she croaked, rapidly shutting the
cards; ''sn old mother 'ud tell" -
'tNo, she won't, interrupted the detec-
tive, sharply. 'T'ye come on business. I"
The old woman started at this and look
ed keenly at him from under his bushy eye
brows.
"who was that woman who died here
three or four weeks ago?" asked Kilsip,
sharply.
SOW should I know" retortsd Mother
Guttersnipe, sullenly. "Ididn't kill 'er, did
II 1t were the brandy she drank; she was
always drinkin'."
"Do You remember the night she died?"
"No, don't" answered the beldame,
frankly. 81 were drunk-blind, bloonain',
blazen drunk"
"You'rs always drunk" said Kilsip.
''What if ann" snarled the woman,
seizing her bottle. "You don't pay fur it.
Yes, Pm drunk. Pm always drunk"
The detective shrugged his shoulders.
"More fool you" he said, briefly.
"Come now, on the night the Queen az
you call her, died, there was q gentleman
came to see herr"
80 she said," retorted Mother Gutter
ships; 'but lor', dunno suythin', were
drunk"
"Who said-the 'Queen?'"
mo, my grandfather Sal. The Queen
sent Ter to fetch the toff to see Ter cut
Ter lucky. Wanted i'm to look at Us
work, l s'pose, cuss'im; and Sal prigged
some paper from my box" she shrieked
Indignantly; "prigged it wen I were too
drunk to stop 'er." The detective glanced
at Cation, who nodded to him with q
gratified expression on his face. They
were right as to the paper having been
stolen from the villa at T0orak.
"You did not see the gentleman who
came?" said Kilsip, turning again to the
old bag.
mot !, cuss you, " she retorted, politely.
"E came about arr past in the morning.
an you don't expects we can stop mp all
night, blsrst ye."
Half past l o'clock" repeated Gallon,
quickly. THE very time Is this true?"
"Wish 1 may die if it amt" said Moth
or Guttersnipe, graciously. my gram
darter Sal kin tell ye"
"Where is she?" asked Kislip, sharply.
At this the old woman threw back her
head and howled in dismal manner.
"She's cooked it." she walled, drum.
ming on the ground with her feet. Con
an left Ter pore old gran an joined the
army, cuss 'em, a-comin' round an a
spilin' business"
rapidly to Mr.. Cation.
1.-The only person who can prove Mr..
Fitzgerald was here between l and 2
o'clock" he said quickly. 'is Sal Rawlins,
az every one else seems to have been drunk
or asleep. As she has Joined the Saliva
ton Army, I'll 60 to the barracks the first
thing in the morning and look for her."
II hope you'll find her," answered CAL
ton, drawing long breath. "a mans
life hangs on her evidence"
They turned to 90, Cation having frat
given Mother Guttersnips some loose sill
yer, which she seized on with an avsri-
cious clutch.
The sight of money had genial effect on
her nature for she held the candle at the
head of the stairs as they went down. 30
that they should not break their heads.
The street door WAS open, and, after
cropping their way along the dark passage,
with it's pitfalls, they found themselves in
the open street.
"Thauk heaven" said Cation, taking
off his hat and drawing long breath.
Thank heaven we are safely out of that
den"
"At all events our journey has not been
wasted, " said the detective, as they walked
along. "We've found out where Mr.. Fitz-
gerald was the night of the murder, 30 he
will be safe"
THAT depends upon sll Rawlins, % an
swered Gallon, gravely; 'but come, let us
have glass of brandy, for feel quite i'll
after my experience Of low life"
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