St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-02-08

Slut SOuG was TdLIleT WOTSe--lL WAS
fretting for his poor son that made it, so
usual, sitting by the kitchen fire, with
his bandaged leg propped up. l told
him | was sorry to be troublesome, but
| thought it my duty to make another
search. They did not ask why or APP
pear in the least angry. As before, the
old lady gave me the keys of
every room and accompanied me over
the whole place, and | thoroughly
examined every cupboard and every
barn, outhouse-the pigstye, even-but
without discovering the slightest clew
to the man | wanted. l questioned them
artfully, but, from their answers, felt
convinced that they knew nothing of
the present of eggs and butter that had
been sent to Mrs. Burnside. The only
communication she had had with her,
the weeping woman said, was sending
her a postoffice order for 10 shillingS
(Which l knew was true, for l
had seen it,, and which her
daughter in law had thankfully
acknowledged, and there was her letter
in proof OF it. And, without hesitation,
she gave it to me to read. Everything
was so straightforward and above board
l was fairly nonplussed. l had ascer-
tanned previously that it was many
y
indeed, no one appeared to know any
thing about him. | gave two whole
days to making the Strictest inquiry.
but could meet with no one who knew
any more of man with red wart on
his nose than of the man in the moon.
1--WE thought it not unlikely that if
Mrs. Burnside had expected the dia-
monds, and in some mysterious way
had been appraised of the way in which
they would be packed she would
write to the person sending the eggs,
notifying the miscarriage. But, as far
as we knew, she took not the slightest
notice, and the two SparkerS-wOrth
perhaps $40 each-remained Ill our pos
session.
II began to think that Cambridge had
taken up too much of my time and at
tention. when | received incontestible
proof that there the diamond rObber
was, and nowhere else. Mrs. Burnside
was still closely watched. Under the
circumstances, there was nothing re-
markable in the fact that she now
bought a newspaper every morning.
She, no doubt. knew that it her huS-
band was taken she would obtain the
earliest information in that way. But
she did not go to the nearest news
shop for her paper, but to a
And, inquiries being made, there the
important discovery was made that the
customer, Mrs. Sutton as she called
herself, was expecting a letter from
friend in the country, and her present
private address being uncertain, she
had asked to be allowed to have it adj
dressed there. 1t seemed probable,
therefore. that by some cunning means
or other she had communicated with
her husband since the episode OF the
jeweIed eggs, but, of course, it wasn't
certain that the friend i'll the country
was Mr.. Burnside.
But SO it was. BY next mornings
post the Sutton letter was delivered at
it was from him. 1t had been posted at
Cambridge, but the address of the writer
was not mentioned. But he knew
everything that had happened. He was
sorry, he said, that the last two sparks
had not reached her safely. He had in
closed them himself, so there could be
no mistake about that. and he had no
doubt that that cunning devil, Hook,
had discovered them. L might
have known wrote our man
(who ought to have been detective
himself, if ever a fellow ought, that
the eggs being new laid, and conse-
quently thin-shelled, it would be very
easy to see through them if held up TO
gaslight, and, no doubt. that is how he
boWled the plant out She must not
expect to hear from him again as yet, he
said; it was too dangerous, so she would
have to manage for while with the bit
of money she had In hand. Il hear
wrote Mr.. Burnside, that Hook has
been to see YOUR cousin Bill, threatening
all manner of things if they learn
anything about me and don't split, but
you know what a pudding headed chap
Bill is, so there isn't much danger in
that quarter. Nor in any other quarter
at present, am happy to tell you. 1t is
one of the best jokes that ever was, and
if ever it is 'blOwn'-which L hope it
won't be-old Hook will be fit to bite
his finger ends, he'll be so savage. All
we have to do is to be WideaWake and
cautious, and wait patiently for the
good time in store for u.s.
II have had some upsets and annoy
ances in the course of my professional
career, but none that made me feel
more savage than when | read that
precious letter. 1t was bad enough to
be cleverly baffled, but to be laughed at
as well, and that not by man of proved
ability, but by mere movie, who had
never been before magistrate even IN
his life, was little too much. might
have had satisfaction 10 the extent of
arresting the woman-the evidence pro
vided by the latter would have justified
it-but | knew that would have done
more harm than good, as regards the
main purpose.
ut was altogether tangled skein of
mystery. 1t was now perfectly certain
that, if not actually Oil the spot, he was
not far away from the old farm house,
and in constant communication with his
parents there. How else could he have
known about my trying to brighten his
wite's cousin Bill? The only spark of
comfort for me was that Burnside
apparently had parted at pres
ent with merely fractional pro
portion of his valuable booty, and
that if | could but lay hands on
him it would probably be nearly all re-
covered. 1t was, of course, in my favor
that he himself was so satisfied with the
existing state of affairs. So long as he
was confident chat there was no danger
he would pursue his present tactics and
remain where he was. But where was
that? | felt convinced that constant
watching would bring him to ligl I, but
in little village it was impossible to
put a strange man OIL the job without
its coming to his knowledge.
$50 | turned the matter over in my
mind, and hit on plan. The old Burn
sides house stood not a great way back
from the village street, with bit OF a
garden and low palings in front of it,
and, as l had ascertained while prylng
about, nearly opposite there was re-
spectacle cottage to which cOnvaleScent
poor boys were sometimes sent by a
benevolent society of London ladies to
recruit their health. L took the liberty
of waiting on the lady secretary, and
earnestly besought her interest in be-
half of a deserving little lad, who had
just been discharged from hospital,
where he had been treated for hip
disease, and now required month Of
pure country air TO set hun up. My APP
plication was successful. The cOttager
was written to at once. and the prompt
answer came back that there were no
dodgers at the cottage at present and