San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-08-06

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| watched him closely. There was GER
tain logged, skulking look about him; he
would not meet my eyes, and he walked OF
to the extreme end of the platform by him
self, and remained there munching his pie
until the last bell rang; and then he hurried
OIL board with the air of one who felt that
great deal depended on his getting seat.
| was convinced that he was my man,
though he was not altogether like the photo
graph. Still, faces and photographs differ
great deal, since to the picture there is little
expression and no expresson-and do not
the characteristics of a face depend more on
color and expression than a mere outline OF
featured
He entered carriage No. III, and at hint
the guard put me in the same van. There
were three persons already there beside my
pie eating friend and myself. An elderly
gentleman, who was reading The Times
wrong side up and nodding blandly over its
fascinating columns; a pair of rural lovers,
lounging on each others shoulders and dis
cussing peppermint drops together; and
presently we were REINFORCED by an old lady
in a very prime bonnet with brown ribbons,
and bearing luggage in the shape of bird
cage, a basket with cat in it, an umbrella
and very large carpet sack
Jorlette had produced another section Of
pie, and was demolishing it vigorously.
Seemingly he enjoyed it. Well, suppose
even murderer may enjoy eating pie.
Just as the train began to move the door
opened and young lady came hesitatingly
| forward You know what helpless creatures
women are on their feet in bouncing, sway
| ing railway car, aIl this young beauty was
no exception. She tottered, and would have
| fallen, but put out my arm and caught her,
| at the same time offering her the unoccupied
| seat at my SIDE
She blushed rosily, thank me in the sweet
est voice had ever heard and sank down on
| the cushions, covering my knees with pillows
of rufiing and fringing, making me feel
| WELL not many removes from the gates OF
| Paradise
A lovelier face l had never seen. The skin
| was clear and fair; the mouth sweet, sensitive
| and little sad; the eyes dark and melting,
| and the beautiful dark, brown hair, which
| hung over shoulders in the prevailing style,
was soft as floss silk, and rippled like the
| bosom of a meadow brook when it flows over
| bed of pebbles.
But so lost was | in contemplating the
charms of this fair creature that suddenly
L was uOI lOOhAll5 ~ %
| Cathcart had ordered me, and | turned to
| regard my unsuspecting Jorlette
Ii a criminal he was very self possessed
one. He had finished his pie and was pick
| ing his teeth with quill and furtively re-
| garding his boots, which, by peculiar tight
ness and stiffness of look, judged were new
ones. Occasionally he felt of them, as if,
perhaps, his corns were pinched and once
| hn,
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 | might as
well 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 a little timid about travelling alone. She
started nervously every time the car gave a
| urch, and | deemed it my duty to put my
arm around the back of the seat to calm her
| fears
She had such orror of railway accidents,
she said, after her Aunt Jane had predicted,
before she left, that something dreadful was
|
| 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-
ette-that notorious Jorlettc.
| She Shuddered and drew a little nearer to me-
Dear mel" said she, nervously, lit must
be dangerous business. This Jorlette, have
heard, is a desperate character Pray, oh.
do pray be careful
And she dropped her voice SO near to a
| whisper and threw so much expression into
her beautiful eyes that could not resist ten
derby pressing the white hand so near my
own, whispered, am afraid, something that
would look absurd on paper
| That was very delightful trip to me. and
| think 1t must have been not altogether I'M
| 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 a moment, but
managed to press warm kiss on her lips,
| and to beg her to give me her address that
might call on her.
She smiled arcEly up into my face
81 will drop you line within week, Mr.
Dayton" she said sweetly LET me see
| your first name isl
| "Alphonse No. 341 T street. Liver