St. Paul daily globe., 1893-01-29

villainous appearance. His clothes
were ragged ana Soiled. His torn hat
lay upon the log beside him, and his
matted hair fell in greasy snarls over
his forehead. His face was distorted
and of fiery red. with long scar
across the right cheek.
His shoulders seemed almost to meet
as he leaned forward with a frightful
look of interest on his face, while Mr..
Desmond explained the nature of his
plans.
"You see," said Desmond, ''lf the
mill and dam are blown up the work Of
a year will be ruined, besides the ex-
pense, and in the course of time fll
have the place, for yesterday L bought
up tile mortgages, but it.must be worked
on tile quiet. l have implicit confidence
in you, Grigson." Desmond went OH,
"for you have done a thing or two be-
fore to my satisfaction and | guess to
yours, too, as paid you well; but this
time I'll make 1t worth your trouble;
$500 down and another $500 when the
work is done"
make it a thousand now and five
hundred when done and III take YER"
said Grigson.
Desmond Desitated moment. VERY
well. II that's yodr price, it's settled
was counted out.
Trust me to smash the structure"
said GrigSon. Saturday night at IL
O'Clock. he continued, "it will be ready
for your investigation. Sunday night
lll touch the fuses and make for the
cave"
He rose and hobblcd out of sight.
"If she marries him she'll marry
poverty" Annie heard Desmond NUT
ter, as he departed in the opposite di-
rectiOn.
Her feelings cannot be described. but
there was look Of determination on
her paliid face as she took her way
hOmeWard.
Saturday night came; Arthur and
couple of officers lay in hiding near the
mill. At IL o'clock strange man APP
peared anlrbegan to clear away the top
OF the rocks. An hour later Mr.. Des-
mond came in view. Grigson showed
MIN the work of the previous nights.
"HoW many of them timDers will stand
after the fuses go off?" asked GrigSon,
trumpnantly.
ut is even better than | expected" !"
said MI. Desmond. We'll blow the
thing to atoms BarstoW didn't KNOW
who he was trif1ins with when he re-
fused to sell this site at double its worth,
but guess he'll be willing to sell it
after tomorrow night. What think you,
G:its0n?"
You're bout right. l calculate, Mr..
Desmond" answered Grgson.
"romorrow night" said Desmond,
about to take his departure. "pll listen
for the explosion, and if L don't hear 1T
it will be because"
Because you are behind prison
bars" cried Barstow, as he and the Off
GERS sprung forward. Desmond fought
like tiger, but was overpoWered after
a desperate struggle and securely hand
cutfed.
Grgson, however, disappeared; he
had eaped into the river at the first of
tine attack. and, though the country
was secured right and left, no trace
could be found of either him or his
cave.
The evidence of the foul conspiracy
was so strong that Desmond was coll
ycted in spite of Il long, tedious trial,
in which he was defended by the best
legal talent that money could afford.
lie died before the end of his term in
the state prison, and his lndomltaOle
will was conquered at last.
1t is needless 10 add that Arthur and
Anne were happily married.
ArDOrdale has since grown into a
large and populouS city and bears diff
ferent name. but though the smoke
from numerous manufactures has taken
away the picturesque character of the
place, its inhabitants love to honor its
founder, the man who built the first
mil.