Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1888-07-13

levelled gun as he was climbing up
and ont of the water.
Stop! Who are you ?" he cried.
Levi Schustmann, the Jew ped
der replied the figure.
"Who is that other %
THAT is the alligator, or, rather,
the fellow who is playing the alligator,
and who, l think is the man who
robbed your safe"
What are You telling me ?"
"The truth, | think. But hadn't
We better 60 after him-or it ?" You
can keep me covered if you want to-"
AGO ahead I'll follow"
The Jew started off ut rapid walk.
Bye-and-by McErland said,-
"Ycu're no Jew; you've forgotten
your accent. Who and what are
your"
"I'm Harry Bright, detective from
New Orleans. Hurry up, or we'll lose
our game"
McErland WAS pleased. This was
just what he liked. He kept close to
his companion.
They had not gone lar when
Schustmann fell through the ground
in front of him, and before his COM
panion could stop himself, he fol-
lowed.
They did not go far; they alighted
beside each other in dimly lighted
apartment. Levi instantly raised his
hand for silence, and glanced around.
The cell was small and square, its
walls of wet, rotton wood. 1t was
only few feet below ground, and the
roof was thin. A little printing press
stood in one corner, and large box
in the other. On the box was lamp.
Sitting beside the lamp was no less a
parsonage than Professor James
Smith, pedagogue, with his hands be-
hind his back.
"Great Scottw cried the store keep
er, when he saw the professor.
Hush!" whispered both Smith
and the detective.
4 Explain all this" commanded the
latter.
"This," obeyed the teacher, is a
counterfeiter's workshop; the counter
feiter is an Acknowledgements, a
sham rice buyer, and in love with my
girl; and-but here he comes, gentle
men,"
Bright and Aleck hid themselves be-
hind the press and box. Smith
whose hands were bound-resumed
his seat. Slow footsteps could be
heard approaching somewhere under
ground, the other side Of little door
in the wall.
This door, next minute, opened, and
in waddled the alligator. 1t rolled
over on its side, worked up and down
the front of its body, pulled its own
hide apart in the centre, struggled,
and writhed awhile. Then the scaly
skin fell loosely on the floor, and out of
it rose man, tall, fine looking and
well dressed, with handkerchief tied
about his head.
At sight Of him McErland uttered q
cry Of astonishment and forgot to raise
his rife; but Harry Bright promptly
presented his pistol, crying
Move, and you are q dead manr'
i The rascal crouched, as if for a
spring, but Immediately Strengthened
up again, folded his arms, laughed
recklessly, and said with sneer,-
; "You think you're very smart, don''
you! What do you intend to do about
the business?"
"Ill tell you presently" returned
Harry. Then he said to Aleck, bu
without taking his eyes off the coun
, terfeiter, Cover him, Mac! What
!, the matter with your"
"That's Mr.. Delaine, the rich rio
merchant" expostulated the store
keeper.
"Pshaw! Cover him, l say! An
: be sure to shoot, too, if he budges al
inch."
He wac obeyed. Bright then az
! preached his prisoner and manacle
: him.
: "Now," said the detective, "yo
have been taken red-handed, Jacl
and ask you, for your own sake, t
). make things as easy for me as 20
: can"
!. "If make full confession, what
you do for mer'
! You ought to know me better tina
!, to try to make terms with me. Beside
don't care"
Hold on, Harry; I'll own to ever,
= thing. I was travelling about, lookin
- for q good place for my plant, whe
!. Jem Smith there, showed me th
!. place."
!. Hello, Jemw exclaimed Ma
"what does this meant"
"Not much" said that red-nose
! worthy, somewhat angrily. II di
! covered this cellar about three weel
! ago by falling through the same hol
: you did. suppose there must hav
II been cabin over it at some tim,
). Delaine, or whatever YOU call hin
was the first man told about it. II
: got me to keep it = secret By sayin
: that might make q trifle of none
! helping him to print an Anarchist pr
! per in it,"
,f Great Scottw calculated Alecl
n And are you an Anarchist, Jem"
10 Not quite" answered the lattel
with a smile; f" l haven't got 50 far
e I'm only a Socialist. But you kno,
% it's only a matter of little differenc
. OF opinion as to the means; we're al
!; agreed as to the end"