The Press., 1889-08-29

was sure he mttfered something like an oath as he rubbed his long white fingers over the locality of his great toe.
 There was nothing to be done with him until we reached Liverpool, unless he at tempted to leave the train, so l might as we'll cultivate the acquaintance of my pretty little seat mate.
 She was somewhat shy, but after while managed to overcome her reserve, and we chatted pleasantly like old friends.
 She had not been much from home, and was little timi about travelling alone She started nervously every time the car gave lurch, and deemed 1t my duty to put my arm around the back of the seat to calm her fears.
 She had such horror of railway accidents she said, after her Aunt Jane had predicted before she left, that something dreadful was going to happen her; and then she lifted her large, melting eyes to my face, and drew the arm down from the seat and let it rest on her shoulder. Men are the natural pro tectors of women, you know.
 We talked on various subjects. My sweet companion was very well informed, and her language was simple and well chosen. Be fore was hardly aware of it had told her that was detective and that was making this Journey expressly to help capture Jor-. lette-that notorious Jorlette.
 Sheshuddered and drew little nearer to me. "Dear meIn said she, nervously, it must be dangerous business. This Jorfette, have heard, is desperate character. Pray, oh, do pray be careful
 And she dropped her voice so near to whisper and threw so much expression into her beautiful eyes that could not resist ten derly pressing the white hand so near my IT III 4 would look absurd on paper. That was very delightful trip to me, and think it must have been not altogether un- pleasant to the young lady, for her cheeks were red and her eyes bright as we approach ed the terminus She was going to her sister, who lived two or three miles inland from Liverpool, so she had to leave me before my Journey was ended.
 The train only halted for 6 moment, but l managed to press a warm kiss on her lips, and to beg her to give me her address that l might call on her. She smiled arcEly up into my face.
 'sI will drop you line within week, MT. Dayton" she said sweetly. "Let me sec your first name is"-
 "Alphonse. No. 341 T. street, Liver pool, for the next ten days. Good-by dar- ling" and kissed her again, and saw the
 
 pain inside the left section of my waistcoat.
 But resolutely put my pretty unknown out of my mind, and devoted myself to look ing sharp at Jorlette, who had evidently fallen asleep. Talk about the uneasiness of guilty conscience, indeedi
 At Liverpool MT. Cathcart stepped into the car before any one had left it. He swept his eye over the occupants, and a look of blank dismay settled on his face.
 Administration" cried he; lis it possible you have let him skipp'
 ''He is there, said I, triumphantly, point ing to my red headed fellow passenger.
 "Thatl" said Cathcart in a tone of ineffa- ble contempt. "Alf, you're fool That man is the Rev. John Pennicut rector of St Thomas church, CumberweI. How do you do, sirs" shaking hands with the pie eater.
 AS for me, was looking around for a con venient knot hole to crawl into, but there seemed to be no such thing around loose
 Cathcart turned upon me fiercely.
 "Where in the deuce is Jorlettes" he ex claimed, savagely stDid I not order you te look sharps"
 "Yonder reverend gentleman was the only one on the train in any wise answering Jor lette's description" ;" said I, doggedly.
 The guard came up at that moment ane substantiated my statement, and Cathcar was obliged to swallow his modification witt as good grace as possible. His information relative to Jorlette's being traveller by tn 7;3O mail had come from one of his most re liable men, but there had been some mistake somewhere We were not to pocket the tw' thousand pounds reward in hurry. A week afterward received letter, writ ten on pink paper, perfumed, and elegan generally. transcribe it.: My DEAR MR- DAYTON: Hereby I fulfill m | promise of dropping you line within week. \ | am fourishing and hope you are also. My Aun | Jane's presentiment did not prove prophetic. am on my way to America, where expect to b elected to congress with the rest of my stripe l Give my love to old Cathcart. You have no idle how funny it feels to have your lips pressed by mans lips when you happen to be a man yourself Sorry you are not to get the two thousand pounds but self preservation Is the first law of nature.
 Faithfully yours, PIERRE JoRLETTE | Well, the secret was outl
 My pretty girl was the infamous murdere himself, and Cathcart and were done browr | We kept the secret between US, and hay not yet given over our search for Jorlettt but I greatly fear that the two thousan pounds will never fall into our hands. .-Ne7 York News