River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1893-11-09

let holes through my back and that Is
what had made me so uncomfortable. l
thought maybe he was detective who
was after me for something. though |
didn't know what had done, so | got
up and went out The sun was down
aud the gas was lighted People and
children were swarming outside just
like the flies. knew the man was fol-
lowing me and after one block sim
ply turned around and waited for him
10 come up.
Look here. said. what do you
want with me?'
He was ali out of breath With the
chase after me.
You are a pretty fellow he said,
running away 50 fast. when I've got
big piece of business To offer you. Is
your name JOhu Wilmer?'
Yes
Do You want to make lifty dollars
in half an hour. John Wilmer?
Il had exactly one dollar in my peck
etbooIS and my weeks rent due.
Yes. do said. but what's up?
What have got 10 dO?'
:. Never mind about that here. just
come with me-
We went on for several squares.
then turned into Baxter street The
man seemed a mum sort of a fellow
and didn't say anything.> From Bax-
ter street we made several turns to the
right to a street totally unfamiliar to
ne. There didn't seem to be any
hurry, and as we walked along
smoked a cigar which my mysterious
employer handed me-
AT a little bakers shop we turned of
into a narrow alley dilnly lighted.
suppose il was swarning with people
because ! could hear them busting
around and talking. When We came
to a house that looked empty the man
unlocked the door, carefully locked ii
again and went up a flight OF stairs
into a back room, l following.
-'Ail this time we had been cropping
around in the dark, but the man struck
n match and lit a candle. Then ! saw
that the room was perfectly bare ex-
cept for a common wooden chair and
table on which stood the candle and a
leather valise.
Now. said the man, sit down
there lie took some papers out of
the vaiiSe and handed me a fountain
pen. y nat want you to do is very
simple aud won't take you a moment
Il j. Just T. write your name
lie began searching in the valise for
something and | had time to notice
him "a weli-dressed gentlemanly man
who looked as if he might be swell
fallen on hard times.
Here he said, are some papers
There IS q man in this city named John
Wilson. You have heard of him: has a
big wholesale liquor hOnse. Well, it is
curious thing You both write OBJ
securely but you couldn't tell your sig
natures apart See"
lie held out letter to rue with what
| could have sworn was my own name
written on it The John vii" was
plain enough and the three last letters
ended OFF in an illegi BILE dash as mine
did
Now said the man. this paper Is
transfer of property by John Wilson
To some parties who have law suit
against him. II you will sign your
name TO IL il will pass as his-and here
are your fifty dollars
He opened his pOckctbook and
showed me roll Of bills.
'r'Whv.' l gaspcd. as the meaning of
the affair burst upon me. this is
forgery"
d" What if it is:' lie was eying me
coOlly.
O. i won't do IL
'He.ore knew it was sitting in the
chair and he was standing before me
with pistol aimed at my head.
Yes, yol WILL ne said. ri give
YOU three minutes TO decide. or Won
die
Il was helpless. without a weapon,
staring into the mans cool, determined
face, knowing that at the slightest