The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1896-06-20
A MODEL CRIME.

%HE two swollen-eyed men from
Bethnal Green rubbed their stubby
\ chins thoughtfully with the palms
of their hands. They glanced at the yell
low young man in the armchair, and
then out of the window at Jermyn street.
The yellow young man was p. Rawlings,
from San Domingo, and these were his
chambers.
"Wot dye mike of it, Jimes?"
It's thick" whispered James, hoar5e-
ly. Very thick, Awlbert."
"T'ent as though this gent wanted the
other gent abslooty mide off with" urged
Albert.
Il should strongly object" interposed
young Mr.. Rawlings from the armchair,
in his thin, high voice, ''if anything of
the kind were done. Understand that,
once for all. There must be no great
harm done to Mr.. Burlegh. He is simply
to be kept out of the way for a month.
Hl proposes to start shortly for quiet
trip on the continent, and"
Before his merrdge," remarked James.
p. Rawlings threw his black cigar into
the fire with an impetuous exclamation.
Before his merridge?" echoed Albert.
He must be abducted and kept quietly
for a space until 1 give the word" said
young Mr. Rawlings.
The two men glanced at each other
again.
He's a biggish chep," remarked AL
bert.
"Chlorryfom might do It," said James
thoughtfully, but it's a precious risky
job Do you 'appen to know the Idly he's
going to merry sir?'
1t was a most unfortunate question.
What the devil has that to do with
you, man? There's your business. Mind
it."
p. Rawlings was in a great rage. He
had started up from his chair. He stood
glazing with his small black eyes at the
two men.
mo arm done, sir" said James, in a
conciliatory way 81 on'y asted the ques-
ton. 1 wish to Gaud he wasn't a NJ. p,
that's all. They're such fussy lot and
you see he's a important chep. Why, I
see his portraits are in the shop win
dows, and he's in Nine. Tussaud' s,
and"
IT know, I know. 1t makes me hate
him all the more"
loot to be done tonight has it, sir?"
This very night He walks round st.
James park between and 10. What you
ought to do is"
A long detailed explanation. The two
Bethnal Green gentlemen listened with
great attention. nodding now and again
as sign of their acceptance of the sug-
gestions.
''If were abroad" said P Rawlings at
the conclusion, this could be done as
easily as the striking of a match"
"Ahl" said James, bitterly, that's just
where it is. You're in Apply England
now, the 'ome of the free. where for
the leastest little thing a man finds his
self locked up. Still We'll do wot we
can. won't we, Awlbert?'
He closed his left eye for a moment, as
he looked at his colleague.
1--WE will that" responded Albert. 1.-The
best of men can do no more"
"You understand" said p. Rawlings
decidedly, that I give you nothing now
Come back here this evening and take me
to the place where he is, and the money
is yours"
II could ave done with a bit on ac-
count" said James,.
mot a penny" said Mr.. Rawlings, def
nitely
The two Bethnal Green gentlemen sigh
ed a protest against the dogmatism Of
capital.
"Well, If you won't mawster," sai6
Albert, philosophically, II suppose vol
won't"
The house that evening was unusually
fpll. There was some excitement in the
ar. and earlier in the afternoon the
inspector had shaken up nearly a helme
full of tickets for the strangers gal
lery The space dividing ministers wa!
Uttered with the strips of paper whicl
members tear up when they are in al
emotional mood and no one was perfect
" asleep. The youthful looking membe
who was addressing the house came L
his peroration. He glanced at a small
red bonnet in the ladies' gallery.
For my part Mr.. Speaker, l can onl,
say that so long as life remains witt
me-and that period may be short AM
it may be long-I shall not cease to pre-
sent with all the vigor in my power tn
arguments to which the house has s
generously listened this evening""
Enthusiastic cheering, as Gerald Bur
leigh resumed his seat Congratulation
nodded from the front bench of his owi
side. A pleasant little note of felicia
ton tossed across from the opposite side
Young Mr. Burleigh, M. p, hurried roun
to meet the small red bonnet.
"You are going for your usual wal
round st. James park, 1 know" said tn
red bonnet, pleasantly.
mo, 1 am not dear; I'm going to stro
with you on the terrace"
eWell," the red bonnet gave a sigh a
affectation of regret. ut is useless to al
que with a member of parliament.
only hope that my cousin-Botherl"
p. Rawlings. blinking his small blac