Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1895-07-05

was not making any lavish txpendi-
lures of his vast wealth.
In another part of the house that night
there was another interesting little scene.
II was behind huge bank Of ferns and
palms that the vivacious Miss Bessie
was explaining to her betrothed, Frank
Jcwett, all about the new found relative.
"You must be very good to him,
Frank, sho was saying. "Of course
know he is horrid- looking old fellow
and he dresses like scarecrow and he's
as stupid as stick and all that; but
then he's rich and we all want to keep
on the good side of him. If il wasn't
for that we wouldn't have him 10 the
house.
But papa is going to lot him make
his home with us, aud when he dies he
will surely leave us all his money. And
wouldn't be particle surprised, Il We
keep in his good graoes, if he wouldn't
furnish our house for us from cellar to
garnet when you and are married"
Was that faint chuckle that came
from the other side of the thick bank of
ferns and palms
One morning Uncle George failed to
come down to breakfast This was not
an unusual thing, for Mr.. Leslie savun-
cular relative was in the habit Of taking
long morning strolls, 'jest to brace up
my appetite bit" no would explain
But when ho failed to come back to
lunch, to dinner-when night arrived
and still no Uncle George. Mrs Leslie
began to be alarmed
81 am afraid something has happened
to him. she said to her husband. "He
is not very we'll acquainted in the city.
Who knows but that he might have been
robbed and murdered ~
So Mr.. Leslie hunted up tho chief of
detectives and reported tho mysterious
disappearance H. described the uico
ing man.
WAS the gentleman's right forefnger
missing up to tho middle joint" asked
the chief.
Eyes" replied Mr. Leslie, wonder
ing how the chief knew that fact.
And he had sort of innocent, rus
tic, modest air ABOUT HIN hun
Eyes, yes, said the other, you have
found him, them
"No," replied the detective with
quizzical smile, but wish could. Ia
this his picture :" he asked, pointing TO
a photograph which he had selected from
a large brown book
1.-The very man !" exclaimed Mr.. Les
lie. Has anything happened to him ?
How did you come by his picture :"
1.-The gentleman has tho distinction
of having his photograph in the rogues'
gallery" was the quiet reply.
"Rogucs gallery Why, what do yon
mean, man y gasped Mr.. Leslie. "He
is my wife's uncle"
Can you prove thatH" queried the
chief.
"Why, yes--tbat is--woll"
mered the now thoroughly astounded
man. New light was thrown on thous
and triiling circumstances Of Uncle
Georges visit and actions.
81 tell you" continued the detective,
pityingly, "this man is Louis Rebsteise.
one Of the sharpest confidence men In
| tuo Counuyt Wuo mhbes Uuniucbs VI
this sort Of work Ho has been missing
for some time, and | suppose no has
been out West, where no probably met
the real Uncle George and learned
enough of your family story to play his
little game.
"If you search your house you will
probably find that all your silverware.
jewelry aud money are gone, or ut least
as much Of them as one man can carry
away
The chiefs surmise was correct Tho
choice old family plate, Mrs. Leslies
jewelry and two hundred dollars which
Mr. Leslie had taken in the day before
after banking hours--all were gone !;
loss eight hundred dollars
In their place was little note pinned
to ono pillow of the bed lately occupied
by the departed. 1t read:
IL must be Off Have enjoyed my
self hugely. Sorry ! can't leave you
my vast fortune No. Bessie, | am
afraid ] won't furnish your house from
cellar to garnet this year, if you did try
to keep on the good sido Of yonr horrid-
looking old Uncle George"
"P. s --Good-by "--BoSfon Globe.