The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1894-08-02
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them and gave them it's best.
Sam, after discreet knock, put in
his tousled head. ''Perlice to see yer.
SIR" he said, breathlessly.
"What?'
"Perlice from city hall"
Oliver went hastily to the outer
Office. Could she be in .heir, hands?
What new horror was the Troublesome
lady to endure? Or was this some
freak of the Frenchman's? He was
capable of any meanness. The two
clerks were looking sideways at the
brawny man in blue, but Sam gazed
In open-n1outhed admiration. Going
to fires, he felt some days he must be a
fireman; the longing was intense as
engines sped by at lightning speed;
but in a row or deed of mystery how
necessary the police. how high their
positions. what chances for seeing
things and driving the crowd, princi-
pally small boys, away!
''Sorry to trouble you, sir" said the
man, awkwardly, ''but the old lady
said you was to be sent for, as you
could testify to the bad character of
the man in charge"
what old lady?" asked Oliver, sharp
ly, much annoyed at the matter.
"Name Patten, think big woman,
considerable thin. She came from
your office, she said, and had noticed for
days black looking man a-following
her, and she sees him waiting for her
in the street. So she strolls, careless
like, towards the city hall, sir; right
near she sees he's still after her, and
she turns and grabs him and runs him
in herself, as neat as any of the force
could "a DONE"
"You don't know the man?"
His face amt in the gallery, sir"
as if in apology, "but it's black and
ugly enough to be, I'll say that for
him. She tumbled the man down the
steps right in the chiefs room, and he
sent me here. She wanted the man ar
rested for a suspicious character; so the
chief sent me to get your testimony"
''I'll go down at once" said Oliver,
picking up his hat. II fancy l know
the man."
''I'u walk behind, SIR" said the pc
liceman, politely, ''for seeing me walk
ing with you in the direction of the
lookup your friends might think you
was being run in.'
At the station, as he suspected, Oil
yer saw the man was Louis, DE Res
taud's servant, and black and ugly he
was, swearing to himself in French,
but refusing to answer any questions.
Oliver had seen master and man the
past few days in Denver, and knew he
himself was under their surveillance.
He told the chief that Miss Patten was
justified in her proceeding; the man
had . bad reputation in the North
Park, and had certainly been acting in
a suspicious manner; the past week he
had seen him watching about the
streets. The chief admitted the man
was not handsome, might have acted
oddly, but there must be some charge
brought against him. Was the lady
willing to go into court and swear she
had fears of her life from this man
Louis hands?
'Me," said Miss Patten, majestical-
ly, 'afeard of that raskill? Not mite.
But won't have him trailing of me
around, and if the perlice can't stop it
my umbrella will; so there! I won't
GO into no courtroom for it, either
Suppose you search the man." said
Oliver, smiling. 81 will make charge
against him of carrying concealed
weapons"
Louis resisted, with frightful pro-
family, but the search was made, and
the result was {: loaded revolver and
an ugly knife.
"a greaser outfit" said stalwart
policeman.
"You can keep him in Jail day or
two on this CHARGE" continued Oliver,
ito give Miss Patten chance to leave
the city. tell you on my own ac-
count, knowing the man up at my
shooting-place, he is a dangerous char
acter. had an encounter with him
once and found him an unpleasant
person to deal WITH
The exasperated Frenchman was led
away breathing curses and defiance.
In divers gray eyes was smile of
malice that Louis we'll understood.
He had paid up that rudeness and the
accounts were squared. There would
be a debt still when Louis was
free again; the man who laughs last
laughs best. Just now Oliver was de-
cidedly amused.
'Im obliged to you, perlice," said
Miss Patten, rising and pinning her
shawl, ''but don't want you to think
as was in any mortal fear of De Res
taud's hired man. I want; for if
can't fight men with their own weap-
ons of strength can outwit 'em.
Good-by, Mr.. Oliver; I'm sorry my
family has brought you so much
trouble. but I cal'late from now on
you've heered the last of u.s."
AS days heightened into weeks, and
weeks into months, without word
from Hannah Patten or her cratic
niece, Oliver felt the force of her re-
mark. He was hurt and angry. At
least they might have sent him word.
De Restaud found his missing servant
on the chain gang after two days in
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