Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-01-20
IN THEE PARrS.
PART TWO.


ple-red cheeks and array Of white chins
was Mrs. Mate, and this good woman had
received instructions from Mr. worksop,
the boatswain, from the first day on
which he had arrived, to cali him every
morning whilst he slept at her house at Z
o o'clock, neither sooner nor later; and to
Euve nis-brealfast of small beer, rashers
of ham, cheese, red herring and brown
bread ready for him in the little front
parlor down stairs punctually by quar-
ter to s. Mrs. Mate was always careful
TO humor such sailors as stayed at her
house with money in their pockets. Mr..
Worksop had now used the Lonely Star
for five days continuously, not 10
speak Of his being regular
customer whenever in those parts; and in
those i've days be had spent his money
handsomely, begrudging himself nothing,
tippling with a quarterback rather than
a forecastIct taste, and there was good
prospect of his remaining in the house
nntii the following Wednesday.
When next morning came, then exact
" at the hour OF : Mrs. Mate went up
tine somewhat darksome staircase that
led 20 The chamber in which Mr.. York
IT the dior She received no answer.
sii5SS"c-yas not surprised, for Nj. Worksop
was sfont sleeper, apart from his trick
OF going to bed with his skin fnll. She
knocked again, and yet again, accom-
pauying her blows by a vigorous kicking;
and failing TO receive any sort of reply,
she lifted the latch of the dooT-under-
y standing. Of course, as the landlady of
the house, the trick of opening it-and
walked in.
1t was broad sunny daylight outside,
but the little window set close under the
ceiling admitted but pitiful light. How
ever, at one glance Mrs Mate was able
to see that the bed was empty. She was
prepared 10 ind the boatswain alone,
knowing, as we have seen, that MIR.
York meant to start for his sweetheart at
daybreak; but on glancing around she
observed that not only was Mr.. WOTkSOp
gone, but his clothes likewise. This was
unusual. She stepped to the bed. and
more through habit, perhaps, than with
designs, she pulled down the bedclothes,
which lay somewhat in a huddle on the
side the boatswain had occupied, and
instantly uttered a loud squeal of fear
and horror
There was great stain of blood upon
the sheet with similar stains round about
il that seemed to be sitting out even as
she watched them like a newly dropped
blot of ink upon blOtting paper. Mrs.
Mate sqGealed out q second time even
more loudly than before, following the
cutlery by a hysterical shrek of murder,
murderi' meanwhile noting, with eyes
enlarged to twice their circumference by
fright, that there was pool Of blood on
the floor on the side where the boatswain
had lain, with other MARKS which van
.9 M iR A s,ss =. wo,}an as Mrs. Mate
assssafId not squeal TWies at The top of her
om a. and yell " MurGhr, murderl also
theyith6ut exciting alaT =, The first to rush
in tp stairs was her husband, an old man in
80 White night-cap, a. aged frill shirt,
- ~ a pair of plum-cOlored bTeeches. He
= was followedSby the drawer, by couple
- OF Wenches who had been busy cleaning
:. rooms down stars, and by five or six
=, sailors, who came running out OF the ad-
: iaceut bedrooms on hearing Mrs. Mate 5
- cries. GraSping her husband by the back
p Of his neck, the landlady pointed 10 the
/, bed and exclaimed, ''Mr. Worksop has
been murdered Murdered, Joe, l tell
you! Blood in our house! Murder done
in the Lonely STAR uttering which she
}, fell upon the floor in swoou, but con-
Atrived TO II lS before her husband seemed
Shle TO grasp the meaning Of what she
'had said.
one of the two wenches instantly
slipped away TO give the news. a cold
blOo6ed murder was no common occur
renee in Deal. A customs man found
! dead with slug through his heart, the
d body Of a smugSler washed ashore with a
: ghaslly cutlas wound upon his head, the
!, corpse of a gagged "blockader' ut the
L foot of the goreIand Height, were mere
taf of
p programme that was full of death, hard
weather, miraculous escapes, murderous
' conflicts; but cool midnight assassina-
ton was genuine novelty in its way,
and in a very few minutes, thanks to the
serving maid the pavements outside the
inn, the passage, the staircase, the tragic
bedroom itself, were crowded with hust-
ling men and women, eagerly talking,
X. e iTi.fetef' ones }1awling TO those ahead
for news, ana the whole lickety place
threatening TO topple down with the
weight of SO many people.
The story sNdn gathered a collected
form. 1t was known that about o clock
on the previous evening a tall, young fell
low with ms hair curling upon his back,
had applied OF the Lonely Star for a bed
room, and was admitted by consent of
Mr.. Worksop 10 a share OF the great bed
in which that worthy lay. 1t got To be
known, too, in a wonderfully short space
of time that MIR. Worksop carried
in his breaches or other pockets
some thirty or forty guiDeas
and half-guineas loose, handful
of which he had exhibited with uncom-
mon satisfaction on several occa-
sions when overtaken in liquor. 1t
also got 10 be known in an also
equally incredibly short space Of time,
thanks to one of the watermeu who had
Towed Mr.. York ashore from the brig
Jane, that the tall young man with the
long hair had owned himself worth only
half a guinea, of which he had given four
shilliGgs 10 the bOatman after tedious
dispute, one to the landlady for his bed,
and a sixpenny bit for liquor-leav-
ing him with FIVE shllings-all the
money ne had in the world, according to
his own admission, and quite enough, -
exclaimed deep voice amidst the josile
of men on the staircase, ito account for /
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