The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1888-04-12

No; but We have standing instruc.
tions to look after the residences 81
gentlemen in the Dukes position, and
we know the dynamiters are yery act,
i've again just now"
dear ME, how dreadful! And car
you tell me who will be with me o.
my beat?"
'The Hon. Guy Wyidfire, s1r-Lord
Llttlebrain's youngest son. You will
md him q very pleasant younggeEtle.
man: ! think. Good night, sir. Sorry
You have such nasty evening""
I This interview did not raise Mr..
Tidywaite's spirits. On the contrary,
it filled him with uneasiness. 1t was
his rule never to keep firearms in the
house, but he wished now that he had
a pistol that he could put in his pock
ct to supplement the protection of his
truncheon. As it was, he could mus.
ter no more deadly weapon than q
pair OF handouts, which he had pur
chased shortly after being sworn: in
as likely to be OF service in the event
OF having to effect an arrest. These
he now slowed away in one of his
deepest pockets, while Mrs. Tidywaite
assisted him in his preparations,
wrapping good length of stout flan
mel around his knee-the rheumatic
one-and stuf1ing his pockets with
sausage-rolls, sandwiches. a flask OF
two OF comforting cordials, and q
plentiful stock of cough lonzenges.
Thus provisioned, and equipped in
his largest overcoat and a new pair oil
goloshes, the banker marched forth.
"Stop, Joseph! stop" cried his wife,
as the door was closlngon HIM. "You
are going without your respirator."
II didn't forget it,, my DEAR" said
the old gentleman, rather nervously
"Bu5 ! thought that it would look-a
that is. that l should hardly re.
quire--"
''Look or no look, Joseph" replied
his wife, who was accustomed to be
obeyed in such matters, "you put on
that respirator before you 90 outside
the door,"
Poor Joseph submitted with the
best grace he could. The respirator
was duly adjusted, and the good man
made the best of his way to the spot
where he was to relieve the regular
constable, and where he found not
only the Hon. Guy Wyidtire, but also
a select quorum of street boys and
loafers who had come to see the fun.
ooh. my eye! 'Ere's the City Cor.
poration been and sworn hisself in as
u speshul!" calculated one OF the BY
ISLANDERS at the sight OF Mr.. Tidy
waite's portly form.
"Hall0, copper! when did you sec
your toes last?" inquired another.
II say. Bill" said a third, "what's
the bloke been and gagged hisselfior?"
ITO save his false teeth from bein'
knocked down his throat, most like
ly," replied Bill.
'Please, sir, be you the speshul or
the hextra. or the hextra speshul?"
cried a cheeky Arab.
Amid an encouraging chorus in this
key the two constables strated on
their rounds. They walked slowly
over the extent OF their beat, and
then came to a standstill in Portland
Square. Snow had now set III again
vigorously, and u keen northeaster
drove the flakes in the faces OF the
two specials, and caused the elder to
SILVER beneath his wraps.
"Do you Think" said the banker,
presently, shat it would appesr-a-
unprofessional if l were to put up an
umbrella"
CONTRARY to all the regulations"
replied Mr.. Wyldiire, who kept up his
spirits very creditably under the cir
"Don't you let the in
spector catch you at it! I think,
though that can put you up to a
better dodge than that"
''Pray what is it?" inquired Mr.. III
dywaite. much interested.
'P IS, the peeler;on the beat, tipped
me wink as he was going away, and
whispered that We should find No. "a
the right sort OF shop. Ican't say what
he meant, but caught glimpse
of a larky-looking slavey at No. 24
Duchess Place. as we came by.
mean to have another look. II you'll
stop here q minute l will return anon
and report progress" And without
further explanation, the scion of the
aristocracy departed. At the end of
about quarter OF an hour he return
ed, vlsibly satisfied with the result OF
his mission.
otis all right" he said. Up 70 is
a brick. There's q comfortable
kitchen entirely at our disposal at
70. "a. The Slaves are full of fun.
VTho fo Wv W. orl 1'x,n f~u
a bottle OF whisky. Come on!''
The banker gazed at his comrade in
blank amaZement.
"You don't mean to say" he gasp
ed, "that yon expect me to-
"Why not? What's the use OF play
ing at peeler if you don't do the thing
properly"
"But what about the beat, and the
Dukes house here?"
"Oh, they'll look after themselves
for half an hour. For the matter OF
that, it wouldn't be much loss to So
ciety il the Fenians were to blow old
Dublin into smithereens. You had
better come. The cooks O. topper,
l can tell you-just your sort"
Had it been any one else than an
earl's son who spoke, Mr.. Tidywaite
would undoubtedly have met this RI
bald speech with the rebuke it merit
ed. AS it was, he contented himself
with declining the invitation as stiff
ly as politeness permitted.
GAS you please" said the honor
able Guy. "You will know where to
find me if Pm wanted. No. "a; don't
forget. Ta-ta!'
He was soon out of sight, and Mr..
was left alone with his own
reflections. Solitude did not add to
the charms of his situation. The
storm seemed to be steadily increas.
ing in violence, and thong h he had
no desire to initiate the example OF
Mr.. Wyldfire, the banker presently
moved round mis- beat, looking for
a chance of gaining shelter. He came
thus to No. 9-the Duke of Dublin's
house. 1t was a fine mansion, with
a large portico extending to the pave
ment; and, remembering his instruc-
lions from the InSDectOr. Mr.. Tidv.