Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1894-05-28

old Cattermole come out of the bath
house in his queer rig, accentuated by
his curious walk and twisted neck,
| and plunge into the water. Two hun
dred people turned to look after him
with curious eyes. He went away out
beyond the float, and then presently
in the chopping of the waves McCary
lost sight of him.
Presently he saw another head bob.
spring upon the float and wave his
arms wildly. He seemed to have
something In his hand; and then he
plunged into the water again.
A dozen swimmers started for the
float, but it was n long way in that
cold water. They found John Mack
ley dancing about, half crazy. He
had been swimming out there with his
friend Cattermole, and the old man
had been taken with cramp, or some
thing-perhaps it was the undertow-
and he was gone. AIackley had pulled
the hat from his head in his efforts to
save him. He had been there but
minute before.
McCary pressed his way down into
the crowd. He too had seen Cater
mole but few minutes before. Every
effort was made to find the body, but
they were all unsuccessful.
''It will wash in,' the guard said.
"They always do.
"He was great friend of mine,"
John Mackley said with feeling.
"And he was the best story teller in
New York"
McCary followed Mackley into the
long row of bath houses. He was an
insurance manager. He had seen the
whole thing, and he might as well
know all the details.
Mackley went down the corridor
with his heavy. majestic tread, his
shoulders straight, his head well up,
and his bare, brawny arms shining.
He stopped Mt his door and tried to
fit in his key. T. wouldn't turn. He
look ed at it again. McCary saw it too
On the brass tag were the figures "66. -.
McCary put his hand upon the key.
"You threw away the wrong one,
didn't you?" he said coolly.
"What do you mean?" Mackley
asked angrily. His big fist was in the
air.
"Hush!" McCary said sternly.
"You don't want any trouble, any ex.
plantations. 1t was all perfectly done,
and you were very clever to carry it
out SO far, and right under my eyes.
[ advise you to go on the stage. 1t
isn't SO dangerous rs this, and it's
more profitable than Wall street.
sometimes.
Mackley's face was rigid, but de.
fiant.
81 never should have suspected you
in tins world, except that | had my
field glass to my eyes when you tore
the hat and bandage OFT your
head out there in the water.
saw it. 1t saw Cattermole turn
to Mackley and as you stripped
your arms | saw your plan. 1t was
clever, and it was simple; but you
ought to have gotten under the font,
and thrown away the key to &c, IN
stead of the key to 6S."
ferhaps you can prove some OF
these things"
81 can prove that your teeth were
drawn-very bad teeth--in February
of last year, and new ones put in.
Perhaps the physicisns who examined
Cattermole, and the dentist, could
corroborate my actual vision" Nc.
Gary smiled. But will relieve your
mind, Mr.. Mackley. The case will
never come to court. We will keep
the handsome premiums you have paid
us, and not advertise your histrionic
abilities. 1 advise you to dress your.
self-if you can get into GS-and be
ready to meet the reporters.
And Mr.. McCary went over to the
hotel and ordered his dinner. Nun
sey's Magazine.