The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1894-07-20

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The old crone drew out an evening
paper, and pointed to our advertise 4
ment. Its this as has brought me,
good gentlemen" she said, dropping ap...
other courtesy; "a gold wedding ring Il 1
The. Rixt0n Road.aslt belongs TO my
girl Sally, as wa1 married oSays this.
time tWelye-months, which lSer hus.s
band Is steward aboard q Union boat
and what he'd say n 1oue 'Omes and
found her without her ring IL more
than can think, he being short enough
1t the best O. times, but more espec.
tally when he has the drink. II II
please you, she went to the circus last
night along With 5,-sa.
/, SIS that her ring?" asked. 81
THE Lord he thanked!' cried the
sold woman; "Sally will Sbe q 1lad We,
man this night. That's the ring"
"And what may your address be?" I
inquired, taking up pencil.
NO. Is Duncan street, Hourdsditch.
A weary way from here"
"The Brlxton road does. not lie. be-
tween nny circus and Houndsditch,"
said Sherlock Holmes. AH
The,gld woman faced round and look-
ed keenly at him from her little red
trimmed eyes. 1.-THE gentleman asked
me for my address," she said. sally
lives In lodgings at No.sS3 Aayfleld
place, Peckham." A% #
.And your mime fs-.?y "a
MY name Is Sawyer-hers Is Dennis,
which Tom Dennis married .her-and a
smart, clean lad, too, as long as he's
at sea, and no steward in the company
more thought Of: but when on shore,
Whit with the women and what with
liquor shops
N"Here II your ring, Mrs. Sawyer" I
interrupted, In obedience to a sign from
my companion; 1t clearly belongs to
your daughter, aud am glad to be able
to restore 1t to tie rIghtfnl owner"
With many mumbled blessings and
protestations Of gratitude, the old crone
packed 1t away In her pocket and
shutlled of dowSa the stairs. Sherlock
Holmes sprang to his feet the moment
she was gone and rushed into his room.
He returned In o few seconds envelop-
ed In an ulster and cravat. "Isu
follow her." he said, hurriedly; "she
must be an ncc2mplice, and viii lead
me to him. Wilt up for me-" The
hill door had thirdly slammed behind
o,Ik visitor before Holmes had dcscend-
ed the stair. Looking through the win
dow, could see her walking feebly
along the other side, while her pursuer
dogged her some little distance behind.
Either his whole theory ia incorrect, !"
I thought to myself, ''0r else he will
he led now to the heart Of the mys-
terry" There was no need for him to
ask me to wait up for him, for I felt
that sleep was impossible until heard
the result Of his adventure.
It was close uaon 8 when he set out.
I had no Idea how long he might be,
but ! sat stolidly pufang at my pipe
and skipplng over the pages Of Henri
Murger's "yie de Boheme." Ten
o'clock passed, and heard the foot.
steps Of the maid as they pattered Oh
to bed. Eleven, and the more stately
tread Of the landlady passed my door.
bound for the same destination. It was
close upon II before I heard the s.nrp
sound Of his latch.key. The instant be
entered I saw BY his face that he had
not been succeaSful. Amusement and
,chasrin Biesned to- be struggling for
| the mnstc.y, until the former suddenly
carried the dayy gand hs burst into q
hearty laugh.
ers know i fcr de Void" he cried,
dropping. into his chair: II have chat.
fed them "a. HsuchF thak they would
never have let me hear the end Of It
! can afford to laugh, because I know
thatI wiz be even With thsm H. III
"What u II. thens" ! asked,
"Oh, don't mind telling story
Aeainst mypalk That creature had gona
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