The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1895-12-12

| Atlantic liner in that time, and as all
ports We're at once watched, We felt
certain his capture was only u matter
o9 time. | was placed in Liverpool.
'Three days passed, and there came
a message that he had been captured at
Folkcstone by my colleague, Gregson.
l was considerably chagrined, but it
turned out that there was no cause for
my jealousy. The prisoner, in spite of
! his protests, was taken to London,
where he proved that he was, as he had
declared, an English merchant residing
in Paris OF the name of James. Though
he was released Immediately, with pro-
fuse apologies, he aired his grievances
to the reporters. Instantly a hubbub
was raised in the press, and the Yard
and all its works were severely criti-
cised. The result was that a conf
Genital circular was issued to us init
mating that, while we were not to re-
lax our vigilance, we were not to make
an arrest unless we were positive that
we had the missing Dramond.
'As | said, was stationed at Liver
pool to see that the runaway did not
get across to the States. | boarded
every outgoing liner and remained on
deck until the last moment, and | think
every passenger passed under my scru-
tiny. My opinion was that Dramond
would defer any attempt at crossing for
Il few weeks, when the chase would be
less hot, and events proved me right.
-Four weeks all but day after his flight
| was on the City of Madrid waiting for
| the last batch of passengers by the APP
preaching tender. AS it drew alongside
ny attention was attracted by the be-
havior OF an oldish-looliing man. He
| looked around in furtive and appre-
| hensive manner that aroused my sus-
! picions, and when he gained the deck
1 heard him give sigh of relief. after
which he skunk off. To be sure, he
looked over 60 and Dramond was only
40, but then we expected he would be
| disguised.
MY mind was made up. If were
gifted with any of the intuition so
necessary to my calling, there was the
missing man, and after following him
below l went to the captain, told him
my business and asked permission to
make the voyage to New York.
Certainly, certainly said Capt.
Oldham; if you think we've got your
man on board you shall have all the
help you need
81 thanked him, and went below to
| examine the passenger list. My sus-
TniainnC fallnISy
| under the name OF Rodell.
Thanks to the steward, my place at
table was arranged opposite to Rodell.
l had a week in which TO study him, so
the first day was very careful not to
alarm him by too close observation.
Without appearing to look at him, l
could see that he was i'll at ease, and OK
amincd all his ncighbors with careful
scrutiny. He spoke to no one during
dinnc~. end ?s soon as it was over he
IE,l4tu. L spent pleasant evening
myself. My left-hand neighbor was
Hon. Wilfrid Lytchett--a son of Lord
Barmore, found from peerage in the
library. He was pleasant, refined
young fellow of 81, and had none of the
insufferable eXclusiveness and reserve
of the British aristocrat. | accepted
an invitation to smoke o cigar with
him on deck after dinner, and congrat-
ulated myself on having made such
pleasant acquaintance.
The next day Rodell seemed more at
his ease-probubly thinking himself
safe-and | had several opportunities
for observing him. He even babe me
good morning, and remarked that we
were having good passage, as passed
him on the deck. During dinner he en-
tered into conversation with his neigh
Dor, and was more off his guard. But
at times he seemed to recolect himself.
and would pass his hand softly over his
beard in a peculiar manner. saw at
once what il meant The beard was
false, and he was feeling if it were all
right. l chuckled with satisfaction;
there would be no mistake made this
time, forcsaw.
my aristocratic friend was favorite
on board, especially among the ladies,
and he was certainly very pleasant
with me. He insisted on my sharing
his wine at dinner, after which we took
a turn on deck again, when he spoke
quite freely.
by and by, Germaine, he said, did
you notice that curious chap opposite,
o-night-whatever is his name? Oh,
Rodell. If l were any judge of char
acter, l should say he was doing little
smuggling, or that ne has done some
thing worse. Did you notice what sus-
picious looks he kept casting around?
Pom my word, believe the fellow
thinks he's hunted
"'Now you mention it, I said, 4 did
remark it.
wonder if he's criminal, trying TO
escape. There was that fellow ORA
mend week or two ago-he must have
lodged the detectives and got across
~ don't believe ne has got across
yet | said.
What if this should be the fellow?'
and my companion laughed.
Whether it was the wine or the honor
of talking TO an aristocrat do not know.
but | found myself confessing who |
WAS and who | tbourht Rodn1l ,yoS