Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-07-09
now ready the two gentleman got into
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their hanson and drove of.
II was scarcely half an hourafterward
that there was n hasty pull at the door
bell. Mrs. Walsingham was tired, and
had gone I o bed, and the household
had followed her example. The butler
alone was still up, busy with the silver
in his pantry.
"Why, masters forgotten his latch
key" he cried. h%urrying to the door;
Its lucky for me he's come back so
early~
But it was not Col. Walsingham who
stood in the doorway-it was Mr.. Saw.
der.
''Sorry to trouble you, my man." he
said, speaking very fast, and slipping a
shilling into Bailey's hand; but | left
some important papers behind me,
which ! was showing to Colonel and
Mrs. Walsingham. WIN you give them
to mel"
Papers, sir! | haven't seen any"
But they must be here" cried Mr.,
Sawder, looking very worried. THE
fact isl daresay Mrs. Walsingham told
you-these papers have to do with the
Fenton Court robbery. We nabbed the
man and his swag this afternoon, and
the owners coming up tomorrow. So
you see the papers are awfully impor-
tant."
''Of course, they must be" said the
butler, unbending from his solemn dig
nifty on the instant. "Well, Ill Just
light a taper and see il they are any
where in the dining room. may have
overlooked them, but | don't think !
have"
The detective followed him into the
dining room and helped In the search,
but no papers were found. and he grew
more and more anxious.
Il tell you what il is" he began, in
a vexed tone. Mrs. W~alsingham must
have noticed them directly we had
gone. and, knowing their Importance,
must have locked them up somewhere.
Now, If you can get them for me to-
night Ill not forget you
Bailey'S kindness, or his affection for
the prospective coin, made him consent,
after a little demur. to do what he
could.
IN 90 mp stairs and call up Of
the women servants" he said. and
then send her to ask Mrs. Walsingham.
Ill shout up TO the under ~housemaid,"
he added; shell come like winking
when she hears my voice"
Ii took longer 10 get the housemaid
to come down. however. than the but
Ter had anticipated, but at last she had
gone off on her embassy, and had
brought her mistress answer to Bailey,
patiently waiting on the upper landing.
Il am sorry, sir" he began, as he
descended the last flight Of stairs, but
Mrs. Walsingham hasn't seen your
papers,"
Then he stopped short. The rosy
tints fed from his well nourished face.
and a bilious hue took possession of
that broad expanse.
The street door was open and Mr..
Sawder had disappeared.
"A do" murmured Bailey. family;
"a real old do"
He thought of his plate, and almost
breathed again as he remembered that
he had deposited it in the plate chest
and turned the key before he had let
the insidious stranger in.
depend upon il, he's only gone off
with masters umbrella" he said, try
ing to reassure himself.
The next moment he struck his hands
wildly together and rushed into the
colonel's study. When he came back
he was perfectly green. The colonelis
fur coat, for which he had paid eighty
guineas ouly "A few weeks back. was no
where to be found.
The officials of Scotland Yard next
morning listened with polite attention
to Col. Walsingham's account Of what
had happened.
"A clean shaven man with gray eyes,
you sayf'
YES" was the answer. "He gave
the name of Sawder-Fred sawder."
Fred Sawder! The man was James
Croft, alias Sleepy Jim, the cleverest
rogue in the United Kingdom, and as
slippery rs an eel. ] am afraid you will
never see your coat again, SIR"
And he was right, for the colonel
never did. But N result of his little
experience was that he completely
changed his views of criminals.
1T is not that the public is SO
stupid" he was often heard to say; lit
is those scamps who are 80 horribly
clever. n-Argosy.