Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-08-23
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LOVE OF A LANCASHIRE LASS:
A ROMANCE OF FACTORY LIFE.
BY j. N. FOSTER,
Black Moss Mystery" Etc.
[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ]
CHAPTER 11v.-ARnrsr OF MAYHEM.

CHAPTER LIv.-ARREsT OF MAYHEM.
About an hour before midnight on that event
full evening which had witnessed Marx Eliot S
arrest, man burst into the police station at
warringham. 1t was old Johnny Brown; he
was only half clad; his feet were slippered; he
was without hat or coat. and his face and man
ner betrayed the greatest degree of excitement
The night ins pector and one or two constaoIes
were standing in the office talking of the dis
appearance OF the landlord of the Star, and of
the unfortunate young fellow who appeared 10
be responsible for his awful death; and when
the agitat ed coachman into the place, they
stared at him with eyes of questioning wonder.
well. Brown what's the matter?'' the senior
officer asked quietly.
'HDan Ashton's alive!' the still GREATNESS
man exclaimed.
Nonsense! Don't you know that he was
thrown down that old pit in Balcarres Wood,
and that Marx Eliot has confessed the crime?''
II tell you he's alive-at least he was; have
seen Dan not half hour sim; and he IS in
Westwood house now-any ways he was when I
come awayi'' Brown cried, still greatly excited.
''You must be mistaken, mani
I'm not; I seed Mester Mayhem bring him
in; an after that he Knocked him TO the floor
with the poker!''
IL can hardly believe you, Brown-have you
been drinking? the officer IN charge demanded
with an incredulous look upon his face: Here,
sit down and calm yourself and then tell me all
you We seen-all you know
Give me drink of water the old fellow
murmured he dropped into the chair. A
glass Of water was handed to him by one OF the
cOustableS ana then the inspector SAID
Nov for your story; be quick and tell it in
as few words as possible. -
well Brown began, ''Mayhew came in
about half-past ten or eleven, and told me to go
10 bed | went, and about twenty minutes later
] went down stairs AGAIN for something, and then
heard voices in the diningroom. l could not
help hearing, for they were nearly shouting, and
I could tell it was Dan that was 'barging with
Mester Mayhem. could hardly believe 1t was
Dan at first; but / crept TO the door and looked
through the keyhole, and then could see him
plainly, and could hear him saying that he would
tell Dicky Harwood something ana get Mark
Eliot off. Then Dan got up and MAYHEM knocked
him down with the poker. Then crept away
and ran all the way here to tell your
''This is the truth, Brown?'' the inspector
cried when the old man ceased
''It's Gods TRUTH
''Come along. theni'
In another moment the officer and Brown were
outside and going towards Westwood House at
quick pace, and ere their destination was
reached, the inspector ad pressed three police
men he encountered at different points, into his
AS they drew near the house the inspector
ordered Brown to take the three policemen with
him and enter at the back while he proceeded to
the front dooI to parley with Mayhem. Then
they could rush forwarg ard size upon Walter,
who, attacked in front and behind, would be
unable to offer any serious or dangerous resist
The old servant and constable stole quietly
along the dark side of the villa, and the inspec-
tor proceeded TO the front door, lifted the brass
fnocker and let il fall with sharp clang that
reverberated along the entrance hall and
through the silent house.
A light still burned in one OF the upper rooms;
therein Walter Mayhem was still sitting, pom
dering waiting and that loud unexpected sum
mons at the door made him jump 10 his feet,
Gent the hot blood rushing to his faces and
filled him with a sudden and fearful alarm.
For moment or two he stood there, his feet
almost touching the motioniess form which lay
PROSTATE on the edge of the nearthrug, and de-
batting whether to go 10 the door or not If he
maintained silence his visitor might go away,
thinking they were all abed.
Then the clapDer fell again and With more
thunderous crack, and Mayhem strobe from the
room, closed the door carefully behind him, and
went along the corridor, feeling that II he DID
not open the door one of his servants would.
WHO is there9'f he asked in an angry tone,
sand what do you want at this hourg''
81 want To see You OF special BUSINESS, Mr..