Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-02-27
thinl, madam, that I had better take you
Tn the rAolieo ~

With beating heart the Secretary ap-
preached the station policeman. She
had never had occasion to consult al Of
! fcer before, except when she wished 10
| get from Summer street To Winter street
on Christmas week. She felt almost like
| a murderer herself She trembled visi-
bly,.
There are two murderers in this de-
| pot, began the Secretary, with heroic
effort after self possession. AZ over
heard the whole plot. The deed is to be
done tomorrow night"
The officer reused himself and respect
fully asked for the details, which the
Secretary told as quickly as she could.
The officer felt for his billy" aud asked
If they took train. The Secretary shook
her head helplessly.
~ could point them out IL l observed
them" She was almost ready to cry.
The whole situation seemed TO her SO I'M
cultivated. She saw herself :estifying
before common police court, and re-
ported in the penny paper.
''As you mentioned a reservoir,
madam, think We'll search the circuit
trains" The policeman left the Secre-
-
gatekeeper with the fine beard. The
officer returned with discounted ex-
preston. He said he was "afraid we've
lost EN-" YOU'D better come out,
madam, or-ah, MISS" looking doubt
fully at her-''aud hunt em up"
AS tie Secretary emerged from the
hot vestibule into what is conceded to
be the worst draught in New England,
she clutched the guardian of the law by
the arm.
"See" she could barely articulate;
''there they arer' Bearing down upon
them from the baggage-room two figures
approached. There was no doubt about
it. It was she of the veil; it was he of
the sombrero. The man logged a valise;
heavy with--whata
''Jimmies or dynamite7" asked the
keen policeman of himself Before the
Secretary could scream, the officer laid
his hand heavily on the mans shoulder,
and said, significantly, 81 am sorry, sir,
but you'll have to come with me-"
"Ah!" said the man, courteously, rails
ing the brim of his sombrero, and look
ing at the officer with remarkable steadi-
ness. "Can l trouble you to tell me
why7"
rhe woman united her thick veil leis-
urely, and revealed a quiet, INTEL igent
face. The policemas looked little stag
gered. he did not recognize any of his
old offenders, and with the brutality of
his sex, turned the case over entirely to
the Secretary.
"On the testimony of this lady,"
bowed the officer, blandly, 81 feel COM
PEELED to arrest you on the intent to muir
der"
AZ don't believe you'll make much Of
that" broke in the gate-kceper, tower
ing over the three. ''Who suspects
them2"
The policeman pointed at the Secre-
tary stoldly.
YOU'D better take a course of train
ing before you set up a Pinkerton
agency" the gate keeper was proceeding,
when the Secretary broke in with sobs as
thin as herself.
"But he told his accomplice that he
was going to kill him with a dead door
mat on wire"
''Accomplice!" exploded the gentle
man of the sombrcro. "Why she's my
wife"
The gate-keeper grinned. "Him2
Why, he belongs in Newton Centre.
He's run in aud out these two years.
Her2 Why, she runs Bible class with
forty nine young men. Where do you
belong2' -turning suspiciously on the
Secretary. The two accused drew to-
gether. Newton Centre and Chestnut
Hill glared at each other.
81 am sorry, madam" said the gentle
man, with a courtly bow" l am sorry
to have put you to so much inconvenience,
but, you see, by wife and are collabo-
rating"
The policeman looked blankly at the
couple. What new crime was this2
"Belaborating2 What's that2 I don't
know but I'd better hold you, sir"
ave are writing a novel," said the
gentleman from Newtown Centre. eve
are collaborating a story. We are pub
fishing a volume" The gentleman
Enlightened himself imprcssively.
"Thats So" The gate keeper nodded
with infinite intelligence.
"This strange lady accidentally over
heard my plot" proceeded the gentle
man, warmly; "and l hope that in
honor she will not divulge this secret to
the reporters"
"Chapel Longwood - Bookline -
, Reservoir-Newtown Centre" the ia
, miliar voice of the "annunciator" echoed
, from the waiting-room -Four forty