The Roanoke daily times. (Roanoke, Va.) 1895-1897, 1896-03-15


as well enliven the routine of the day by n
little fun
You know that there has been big rob-
berry in Paris" ho said in confidential
whisper. well, wouldn't mind betting
that this man is Jean Ernest, the cleverest
detective in France, who is on tho track of
tho thieves and has disguised himself as
fisherman from tho SOUTH"
The two mon looked ut each other.
thanked tho understeward and dived into
the cabin, from which they only emerged
whom the ship was actually alongside the
quay. Poor Trefume looked for them in
vain. They got of the steamer unobserved
py him, and he WAS left to find his way
about New York as best he could.
HOW he wont through tho rest of that
DAY, where he lodged ut night, no never
knew he began again. ON the following
day looking for the embassy, asking the
way In his provincial French and being
laughed at and treated with contempt as
an linpostor until, sick ut heart and thor
oughiy discouraged, he sat down on door
step and began to CRY. Unole Sambuq
might have journeyed to his native coun-
try to die and thus have made things
castor for his heir.
Alter few minutes he plucked up cour-
ago and determined to try again. He had
Just reached tho street when he saw one Of
had referred him ON tho steamer He had
changed his clothes and cut off his beard,
out Trefume was positive that was tho
same man.
monsieur, monsieur'' he cried, run
ming toward the man.
Whether the man heard tho words or
not, he took to his heels as soon as no saw
the Frcnchman running.
What" said Trefume to himself in an
&c
York as well rs 1 know Endoume and
no won't help mo. I'll see about that"
Away they went, the American and Ire
fume In vain the former doubled this
corner and that His pursuer stuck to him
until, thoroughly exhausted, tho Ameri-
can took refuge In bar and awaited the
arrival of his pursuer.
so have you at last" exclaimed the
Fronchman. "Why did you run away. and
give mo oil this troublep Now you must
"Hush!' interrupted the American,
turning pale in spite of the violent exer-
else. Don't make FUSS" he continued
in excellent French. "That will be of no
use. Como and sit down in this corner"
"Ah, that's better" thought Trefume.
But no simply looked knowingly ut the
man and took II seat.
II know what you have come to Now
York for, " said tho man.
Good again!" thought the fisherman,
but before no could speak the American
continues:
We can arrange this little affair, can't
we, without further bother?"
"Of course, wo CAM" exclaimed Ire
fumc, thinking still that tho man was
talking about Uncle Sambuq's fortune
That's agreed. Now, how much do
you wantY"
MY fair share, of courso!" replied the
Frenchman.
"Ill give you this pocketbook-it has
1O0,O00 francs in French notes-I have not
had time to exchange them for American
money. They are good. You need not
DO afraid that they bad or stopped
Will that satisfy you?'
One hundred thousand francs! 1t was
an immense sum, but was il n fair sharep
How much was Uncle Sambuq worth?
us that my fair share?" asked Trefume
doubtfully
"How much do you expect?" asked the
other irritably. 1T was u good thing,
but it wasn't gold mine, and there arc
several to share it. It's either that or
nothing!"
"Wcll I'll take it' said Trefume be-
ginning to fear that he might loso all
Very well. Now, you have this on
condition that you go back in tho Bre-
tagnc, and tho Bretagne starts in two
hours. Ana, remember, you have never
seen me!"i
"Done" exclaimed Trefume.
Tho pockctbook WAS handed to him, and
he scrutiniZcd tho notes. They were all
right. He tried to explain it all to him
self He was not clear on some points,
but tho moro no tried to think it out the
moro confused he became. Only one thing
WAS clear-ha had succeeded in getting Il
good slice of Uncle Sambuq's fortune and
was now u rich man.
They remained where they were for an
hour, then tho American went with him
to procure n ticket, saw him safely on
board and watched him until tho ship
started on its voyage across the Atlantic.
Thus it CAME about that Master Ire
fumc having had the good fortune to DO
taken for detective, became the heir of
Uncle Sambuq, who had died pennilcss in
hospital few weeks before.
AS to Trcfume, he was never able to ar
rive at any proper understanding of the
affair, but no did not worry himself much
Oh that head. Later on, when he had
given up work and donned frock coat,
he used to shake his head and declare,
with much gravity, that in business mat
tcrs those American fellows were far ahead
Of any other people Sec how quickly
they settled that little matter of Uncle
SambuG's fortune. Strand.
The Yankees Motto.
The little king Of Spain, according to
n no lV,et r.