Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-12-29

| BILE you TO ana over Clidt llCeio PoNNN'
book of yours as | saw at dinner
At that moment there was a loud,
imperious peal at the front door bell.
Is it salvation? Shall | shout? Shall
/? The Hon. Patrick Winch was
pink with excitement.
"Mr. hutchinson, SIR, I'm sorry to
force the and Of hdny Henglish gen.
INN. but / must ask you TO 'urry up
with that little pocketbook."
| slowly unbottoned my coat and felt
in my breast pocket. AS | did SO there
came a knock at the study door-then
pause-then another knock. l felt
that TO cry Come inn would be like
pulling the trigger of the revolver.
Another knock, then Concetta opened
the door, She saw the scene, and.
turning toward the hall, cried quickly:
"Passi, Signor Guardia!"
An Italian policeman briskly entered
the room. Why only one, / wondered;
why not three or four when so des-
perate a ruffian was in question! Inc
Hon. Patrick Kilfinane Winch had re-
placed his revolver in his pocket, ana
was mopping his forehead with dirty
red bandanna The guardia had EVIL
IDENTIFY seen nothing.
Never had felt so kindly toward any
human being. The guardia was
sturdy. thickset little man, inclining
to embonpoint; his reddish face had the
mellow red and brown low twinked
pleasantly: a thick, black mustacne
| alone served to impart TO him llttle
/ of the truculent air necessary 10 MS
profession. And then, like every Sien-
csc. every Tuscan might almost say
every Italian-his manners we're full OF
| the most engaging courtesy. he bowed
repeatedly, and began by apollglzlng
! for disturbing me at that hour OF the
! evening.
Don't mention it." l said heartily,
| ''you come at a most opportune moment
| for me- am happy to be of service 10
Won. I am happy to think that my
| house should have served to entrap the
criminal whom you are in search pr.
| "a shade of surprise passed over his
| good natured face. There" eX-
claimed, pointing angrily to the COVER
| ing scion of a noble house, "thtere Is
the scoundrel you want.
What cried the guardia, in amaze
ment, is it possible that in you have
not the honor of addressing the Slgnor
/ 'Ootchisso?" CT
Certainly" l replied, Il am the Sig
| nor Hutchinson.
"But." he answered, with the suavest
courtesy, st is you, signore, that
want"
This was too much; | almost reeled.
! Here was a man, evidently notorious
scoundrel who must surely be holly de-
sired by all the police of the continent,
man who had just held revolver With
in a few inches of my head here he was
in my room, within the easy grasp OF the
law. and the police politely inform me
| that of the two il is me they want.
was about to demonstrate angrily.
The guardia raised his hand depreca-
tinsly. and. producing a formidable
locking schedule, chanted the following
rigmarole in a rapid, dulcet monotone:
Article 10 of the regulations for the
execution of the law of public safety,
| No. 6144. OF June 80, 1889, requires
householder to report himself and fam
lily to the local Office CT public safety
within five days Of taking possession.
Vostra S.gnoria has been in Siena
fortnight without complying with the
requirements of the law. Nor has the
English proprietor Of this villa furnish
ed the report which the law requires
Of him. The affair is very grave, and
by article 115 of the same regulations
may entail fine Of so Ire or imprison-
ment for ten days"
I Internally l cursed all the formalities
! of Italian law.
Look here" | said firmly, 81 will sat
isfy your requirements and pay your
fine before l go to bed. But first let me
tell you that that man has tried to rob
| and murder me at this very moment
Your timely entry probably saved my
life. | thank you, but now / command
you to arrest him."
The guardia looked good naturally
incredulous. could see what was pass
ing in his mind. Evidently a person
who had failed to report himself under
! article 10 of the regulation Of the law
Of June 80, 1899, was a suspect, and his
word counted for nothing.
See here" | cried, producing it; II
have a passport
The guardia glanced at it as if it had
been some hieroglyphic scroll that there |
was no possibility of divining. Look |
| continued in triumph as reversed it |
at has been vised by the Italian consul
general in London The guardia's |
eyes frightened a little. Il have, more
| over" l resumed, throwing as much |
solemnity into my voice as the import
ance of the fact required, "a certificate |
from the Lord Mayorr'
The magic charm of this august title |
had its usual salutary good effect: | saw
that the last remnants of the guardia's |
hesitation had vanished He turned TO
do my bidding.
But a great change had meanwhile
come over the Hon. Petrick Kilfnane
Winch. He had sunk into an arm chair
; his head had fallen forward. his teeth
were chatering violently;1 there were |
streaks of Shiny foam on his small |
pursed Ups.
The guardia bent down kindly and |
raised his head.
said. "9
1t was true enough: half mad at the |
pest OF times. his brain had evidently |
wholly lost balance in the excitement Of |
his attempt upon me- The guardia nro-
duced the terrible instrument that had