Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1888-04-06


Porker, of Chicago, whom they wer,
subjectiag these indignities, when the
cab suddenly slapped, the door wa
dashed open, and Hiram was quickly
led across the pavement and into @
dark, gloomy building with huge
windows and massive door way
Men in dark uniforms were standing
around, and stared at him curiously
as he passed along He was quickly
led into small enclosure and th'
door closed on him. Near him men
were writing busily at desk. and
the little man in brown was whisper
ing to them quietly, while the valist
was laid carefully on small table
While Hiram was puzzling his brain
to know what all this meant, he
heard his name called and and was
told TO stand up in front of the rail
ing.
"Y our name, sir" said man with
a heavy gray beard.
Hiram Porker."
From where?"
From Chicago, United States"
"What business have you in Lon.
DOM"
What businessl Aud what devil
does that matter to you," shouted
Hiram angrily, haven't I a right to
come over to this blarsted country if
| like. | demand to know what all
! this means. anyhoW?"
The official gazed at him sternly,
"You will learn all that in good time.
Sit down"
Hiram sank back on the benches
and looked on with great deal oi
interest as his valise was brought for.
ward aud opened carefully in the
presence of half dozen men, The
packet of letters was lifted out aud
the wrapping torn off. The first let.
ter was opened and read mid breath
lers aud oppressive silence. ''It is
marked Michael Sullivan" said the
official, and then he read on in a
| low voice:
NEW YORK, April 20, 1887.
The bearer OF this will give you minute in.
structions, aud will hand over to you the
| cash that has just been collected for the
| cause. The time fer further action has ar
rived and we shall anxiously await develop.
ments. The bearer will give you the plan OF
| the eel lars under the Houses of Parliaments.
DONOVAN O'LAvERTY.
As he finished low murmur OF
| surprise and anger ran through the
assemblage, while many threatening
glances were directed to Hiram who
was too paralyzed with astonishment
to utter word.
"What have we here," said an off.
Ger, lifting one of the packages.
Lord Casperdown, Eaton Square,
W."
/ don't believe there is any such
name in the Peerage."
He removed the wrapper and out
fell small revolver and a wicked
looking dirk knife in case This
discovery was received in silence, land
the other packa.ye was at once taken
up. Every eye was directed to it as
the yellow wrapper was carefully re-
moved, and disclosed to view small
wooden box on the top of which was
marked in black letters, Handle with
Care" Softly the lid was lifted and the
contents were seen. 1t was full TO the
brim with what looked like yellow
sand or dirt. The officer turned
ghastly pale and fell back in the
chair, while every one stepped quick
ly away, and one excited individual
shouted loudly, "Dynamite!" Dyna-
mite"
Dull-witted as he was, Hiram had
suddenly understood the whole mat
ter 1t was all practical joke, of
course, perpetrated by his friends in
Chicago. but nevertheless he was far
from appreciating the gravity of the
situation
He rose up to explain. but had
hardly opened his mouth when pair
of handouts were clapped on his
wrists, two sturdy officers seized him
and he was sp eedily led out of the
room and thrust into close cab. He
raved and stormed and battered the
sides of the cab with his feet, but his
captors paid no attention to him, and
in very short time he, the Hiram
Porker, the millionaire of Chicago,
was occupying solitary cell in New
gate Prison.
We will touch lightly on the SUBJ
sequent events. Hiram procured
counsel, who went diligently to work,
and many cablegrams and letters
crossed the world between Chicago
and London, for not q man could be
found in England or on the Contin-
ent who knew Hiram. Six long
weeks he languished in Newgate
while all the great world of London
surged aro und him, and at last one
lovely summer morning he was
brought to court in q close van ac-
companied by mounted guards. Let
ters and aflidavits were produced from
many people in Chicago, including
signed confession from Jack Martin.
The supposed dynamite was shown
to have been only common yellow
sand, and finally Hiram Porker was
free man again.
"Mr. Porker, ,"said the Justice, as he
discharged him, "what does G. I'll. K.
stand for, which you placed behind
your name on the register of the Ho-
tel Bertolini?" A burst of laughter
arose as Hiram sullenly replied, and
the justice remarked with O semblance
of smile, "Mr. Porker, you had bet
ter stay at home here after and attend
to your hogs. You are discharged"
Hirm's face was purple with rage
as he hurried away and drove of in a
cab. Two days later he sailed for
home. w hen he arrived at Chicago,
thirsty for revenge, it was only to
find that Jack Martin had left for
parts unknown Some day perhaps
be will come back. hoping that time
will have worn off the passion of MIR.
Porker. In that he errs. Mr.. Pork
or the dynamiter, as he ia known
among his friends, still cherishes the
memory Of that sojourn in a London
prison, and the desire of his life is to
come face to face with Jack Martin.
WILLIAM MURRAY GRAYDoN.
Senator Ingalls,, In answer to a
latter COMMUNICATING him on his