Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-05-12

self, in a tone of satisfaction. as he
placed the small canvas bag in his
pocket.
Then he ran down stairs.
The landlady met him IN the hall.
Are you going, sir?' she asked.
Yes, I'll run round and see Levi at
the office"
Paxton was well satisfied.
He had made something of a discovery,
he fancied, but regarding it he main
tanned the most profound secrecy.
At the time when Paxton undertook
the solution of the mystery of John
Oakburn's murder, he was engaged in
another investigation which related to
certain affairs which do not interest Us.
Some business pertaining to the mat
ter induced Paxton to make a visit TO a
certain obscure East Side street, where
the dangerous undercurrent Of the great
clty's human tide was ever to be dreaded,
one night soon after the occurrence last
recorded.
The detective was deliberately dis
guised, for he was too well known to the
criminal classes, and he had too many
enemies among them 10 think of ventur-
ing among them In his own proper per-
sonallty.
AS he traversed the dimly lighted way,
Paxton noticed a female form fitting
along before him, and he fancied there
was something familiar about the WOm-
ans appearance.
In a moment or so he was at the
wOman's side, and as she passed beneath
a street lamp at a corner the night wind
lifted a veil which she wore, and he
caught a glimpse of her face and recOg-
nized it.
The woman was Marion Oakburn.
OF course Paxton was surprised at
Marion alnna M nj o a
dangerous locality.
But his curiosity and his detective in
stinct prompted him to follow her.
A few blocks further down the, street,
the detective saw Marion pause before
the door OF a gloomy building.
The cashiers daughter glanced about
as though she expected to meet some
one, but she did not discover the detect
i've, who had promptly stepped back into
the alley.
moment elapsed, and, peering from
his hiding place, the detectives esplOn-
age was rewarded by the appearance of
a man who came skulking stealthily along
the street as though fearful of discovery,
and joined Marion at the door.
The girl gave the man both her hands
and seemed to greet him warmly.
The detective was SO near that, as the
man presently raised his voice a trifie,
he heard him say:
Come, let US enter the parlor. I have
much to say to you"
Then they opened the door and disap-
peared within the house.
Paxton remained where he was.
He did not follow Marion and her COM
panion into the house, for, as it was not
an ordinary public resort, he deemed it
advisable to proceed with caution.
A moment or so elapsed, and then the
gl,k1 N.N.. N-.k.A -
through the opening between the blinds
OF couple of windows in the side of the
building fronting the alley.
He glided to the nearest window,
thinking 1t might be the window TO the
little back parlor mentioned by the man
who had met Marion Oakburn.
Paxton hoped to see and hear more Of
the parties who had just entered the
house, but as he reached the window
heavy inside curtains were drawn, and
he was unable to see anything, neither
could he hear a word.
There was no help for it, and so the
detective waited patiently In the alley
for Marion and her companion to reap
pear on the street.
At the expiration of half an hour
perhaps, the door through which the
subject of PaxtOn's surveillance had en-
tered opened, and they came out.
n bLlBnLAg DuAnAlB BdS-I oi III inc man,
which must have been lighted since they
entered the place, reflected a brilliant
light upon the couple as they stood for u
moment in the open door addressing
some remarks TO a person within.
For two minutes Paxton scrutinized
the face of MariOn's companion under
the glare OF the gas light.
He saw that the man was in disguise.
The next instant Paxton believed that
he had made a great discovery.
He saw scar on the mans eyebrow
and from this as we'll as his general Rp-
pearanee. which corresponded with the
general description given by Stuart Har-
land, the detective believed that Marion 8
companion was the suspected assassin OF
her father-the man called -Garnar" by
Pratt & Weeks, who carried the skeleton
keys and wax Impressions in his over
coat pocket.
Marion and her companion walked
away, but at a neighbOring corner they
parted.
But Paxton did not mean that the man
who had thus far evaded discovery and
whom the most skillful OF his agents had
failed TO locate" should escape now.
He bounded forward and seized his
man.
But, like a flash, the other wheeled and
dealt the detective a blow that staggered
him
Then the stranger darted away and
vanished in passage between two
buildings.
Paxton pursued, but he did not over
take or even sight him.
Enraged with himself at his want of
caution in attempting the arrest, and
fully satisfied that he had a desperate
man to deal with, Paxton retraced his
steps.
All thought Of the business which had
brought him to that locality was, for
the time, banished from his mind, and
he FASTENED in the direction of Jason
Garrison's Office, hoping to intercept
Marion 0akburn.
Meanwhile, after parting with her
mysterious companion, Marion hurried
hOmeward.
She had reached the door and was
about 10 enter her home when Paxton
overlook her. The detective had resolved
upon a bold and determined course, and,
gliding forward, he placed his hand on
MariOn's arm
The girl turned with a frightened ex-
clamation. and by reason of his disguise,
she did not recognize Paxton:
Who are you, sir?" demanded Ma
riOn, as she Indignantly confronted the
detective.
4 am your friend, Miss Oakburn, and
I am seeking TO discover your fathers
assassin. Tell me who the man was
whom you met tonight, and who es-
| capped me?"
Marion leaned against the door and
her form trembled with agitation, but
she did not speak.
VIII you not answer me?" persisted
Paxton.
Still Marion was silent.
| Paxton became impatient.
I will tell you who the man you met
is. He is Donald Wayburni" he cried
suddenly. 4 am Gerald Paxton" he
/ added.