The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-12-06

I get him 10 accompany me so that might
! explain matters - him. might be able TO
assist him out Of the dreadful dilemma he is
10. shall have no moments happiness till
DO my best to trace him. Daisy"
Aud that same evening Mr.. Flinchsr was
at faddington again anxiously perambuIat-
| ing. not only the particular dingy street
into which be had seen Widzery turn but
every other shady thoroughfare In the i'm
mediate neighborhOod; but ali IN vain
Next evening, however, after he had re-
turned from the office aud partaken Of a
nasty meal, he was haunting the same To-
CAVITY once more, and after three hours of
untaring waiting about and watching, his
perseverance was seemingly about 70 be re-
warded. At corner Of a narrow alley
| there was a shabby little public house. and
| just about IL O'Clock, unless his eyesight was
/ altogether at fault, Mr.. Flincher caught
/ sight OF the plum colored coat as the wearer
was entering at side door. He could not
feel absolutely certain, however, for the
night was dark and the tavern lamp shed
but feeble light so he approached more
closely and peeped in at the side window
Now be felt convinced. Widgery was
standing with his back toward him, but
there was the plum-colored coat, and, what
was more, there was the dark brown, soft hat
he had seen his friend wearing a hundred
times. Mr.. Flincher no longer hesitated.
Softly opening the side door in the alley he
stepped inside and clapped the other on his
shoulder at the same time whisperingly, as
suringly.
ut is all right Widgery, it's msn
Immediately followed. Without facing
him Widgery struck out at him sideway and
suddenly with his fist striking him in the
! pit OF the stomach. doubling him mp as
the saying is-and depriving him of breath
then, darting out the door, Mr. Flincher
dashed after him hoping to oyertake him
without attracting public notice. but the
spectacle OF one man pursuing another in
that shady neighborhood was so irresistibly
suggestive of arobbery-and the delights of
the chase, that there Immediately rose a ory
| OF stop theft And it being late. the
streets were comparatively clear and the
pursued one had a fair start and would. no
doubt, have got clear away had not a DO
llceman suddenly emerged from q side street
and casped him in his arms
But he fought like a wild animal escaped
from its cage, and had the stall y art consta-
BILE down on the ground with him in a
twinkling and the two were rolling and
struggling together when another police
man and the crowd came up and he was
etfectually secured. Painting for breath
MIR. Flincher was among the last to reach
the spot just as the police were putting on
the handcuffs
'For heavens sake don't hurt him. ex-
claimed Dir. Flincher, Il know the gentle
man well. and assure you, policeman, that
be is perfectly harmless"
20, you know him, do your remarked
one of the constables. "You can tell us his
name, perhapsp
"Of course, 1 can, it's Widgery, Mr.
Samuel Wldgery of Cutler street, Blooms
bury square,"
But at that the man with the handouts
burst into gruf laugh.
Il don't know who you are, but it's very
kind OF you to give me a character. - he re-
marked, In a voice that caused Mr.. Fflncher
to stare in astonishment. "If you know
Mr. Widgery you can give him my compli-
ments and tell him, that having no further
use for his toys | took the liberty of Dor.
rowing of him, Peter Wimble of Dartmoor.
will be glad to have his own back in ex-
change for them"
Early next morning a telegram was re-
ceived at Dartmoor from Scotland Yard.
announcing the capture of the runaway con-
Wet, who knowing, as he himself recklesslv
remarked, "that the game was up" made no |
secret Of how lie obtained the clothes he |
was wearing when taken.
This aforementioned information formed
part OF the telegram, so that within few |
minutes OF its arrival the counterfeit VIM
bic, VINO still modestiy declined Co confess
who he really was, was confronted by the |
prison authorities as Mr.. Samuel Widgerv
of Cutler street. Bloomsbury.
But dreading the inevitable conse-
quences, Mr.. Widgery demurred to the |
impeachment; and it was not until an hour
or two later, when he himself received a |
telegram of considerable length from Mr..
Joseph Flincher, that he evinced any dispo- |
stion to act on the governors suggestion |
that since no one there had any right to de- |
tain him, the sooner he took his departure |
the better.
He had been Stimulating insanity more or |
less during the eight days he had been in |
durance, but had never shown himself so !
undoubtedly off his head" as when he had |
perused the precious contents Of that buff |
envelope. He begged permission to stay at |
the prison until the afternoon when, as |
promised in the message, his friend would |
be there to meet him, bringing with him, of |
course, suitable raiment for him to make |
the homeward Journey in. And the peni- |
tent Flincher came, and there being an |
hour TO spare before the London train |
started they dined together and after mu-
tual explanation frankly and freely forgave /
each other. And what was better, before |
they rose from the table Mr.. Widgery, like |
fellow, took Flincher's hand, and while he |
held it drank to Flincher's wife's good health |
and wished them both every happiness
THE END.