Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1896-10-29

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herself. Yet still her heart was filled
with dismay, and she felt an oppres-
sion Of the lungs and difficulty OF
breathing, that induced her to rise and
omen the door for freer circulation OF
air.
AS she did this, her attention was ar
rested by knock at the private door
down stairs.
As she was In that condition Of peril
when every sound struck terror to her
heart, she paused and listened.
She heard the landlady so to the door
and open it, saying in tone of surprise
and displeasure:
"Well, whatever can be your bust
ness here with me or my house or fam
ily?"
1--WE come with warrant for the ar
rest Of Miss Eudora Leaton, charged
with having poisoned her uncle's fam
lily, and supposed to be now lying con-
cealed in your house," replied voice
that Eudora, in an agony of terror, rec
ognized as that Of Sims, the detective
policeman. who had had her in custody
at Allworth Abbey. Though nearly dy.
ing, she leaned far over the ratings to
hear farther.
"Eudora Leaton in my house, indeed!
You must have taken leave of your
senses, man! I'll sue you for SANDER!
Pray, is my house harbor for prison
ers?" exclaimed the landlady, indig
nantly, placing her arms akimbo, and
filling up the door with her burly per-
son.
''Of course not, mum; nobody says
that it is, or means that it shall be, and
nobody accuses you of wilfully conceal
ing the fugitive :"
They'd better notv' interposed the
landlady.
''Well, they don't, but you have
young lady lodging here who arrived
last Wednesday MORNING. dark young
lady, dressed in black?"
Eyes, but there are hundreds upon
hundreds of dark young ladies dressed
in black in London, and they amt all
poisoners-God forbid! And this one
with me amt Eudora Leaton, nor no
such demon; on the contrary, she is
Miss Miller, and an angel, that's what
she Isl"
"Rut for all that, mum, you must let
us see this Miss Miller; you can have
no objection to that?"
eyes, but I has an objection; has a
very particular objection to any party
of perlice intruding into a modest
young lady's private apartments in my
house. And so you had better go about
your business" said the landlady, still
stopping the way with her large form.
1--WE are sorry to trouble you, Mrs.
Corder, but it is absolutely necessary
for us to see this lodger," insisted the
detective.
"But as my lodger happens to be a
dark young lady in black you may
take her up by mistake, and that
would kill the poor young creature
"No danger, Mrs. Corder; we are
both well acquainted with the person
al appearance of Miss Eudora Leaton,
having held her in custody for a whole
day and night before her escape. 1t is
only necessary for us to see this lodger
for one moment, in order to know
whether she is Eudora Leaton or not.
If she is, we must take her at once; if
she is not, you will be instantly re-
lieved Of our presence. And now I
hope you will not longer hinder us
from the discharge Of our duty
ooh, certainly not-certainly not!
Search! search by all manner CT
means, If you can't take an honest
woman's word for it," said the land
lady sarcastically. "Only for deceny's
sake you must let me go before you,
and tell Miss Miller before you burst
in upon her privacy"
every WE'LL mum; but we must fol-
low close behind you to prevent acct
dents. Lead the way, then," replied
Sims.
Eudora heard this conclusion, and
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or hiding, she knew not how or where.
The landlady led the way up stairs
and raped at Eudora's door. There
was no answer Then the policeman
quickly pushed himself in front Of the
landlady and suddenly opened the
door.
Eudora stood in the middle of the
floor, with her hands clasped and ex-
tended in mute appeal, her face
blanched with terror and her eyes
strained in anguish upon the intruders.
1T is herself" said Sims, advancing
into the room.
II knew it before saw her," added
his companion, following him.
cts not! You're both on you clean
mad to say so. only because she hap
pens to have dark hair and eyes like
that Eudora devil! l suppose you'd
even be after taking up my Sally on
suspicion, only she happens to be fair
complected," exclaimed the landlady,
vehemently.
'"The young lady herself cannot deny
her own identity. Are you not Miss
Leaton?" inquired Detective Sims, adj
dressing the panic-stricken girl.
"Now screamed the landlady, before
her ledger could reply; mo, I tell you
she is Miss Miller!'
II spoke to you, miss; is not your
name Eudora Leaton?" inquired Sims,
confidently.
ut is; am, indeed, poor Eudora
Leaton!' said the miserable girl, in a
dying voice, dropping her head upon
her bosom, and letting her clasped
hands fall asunder helplessly by her
side.
''Then please to hold out your wrists,
miss" said the officer. drawing from
his pocket pair Of light steel hand
cuffs connected by short, bright steel
chain.
Eudora mechanically obeyed, with
out the slightest suspicion Of what
was about to be done.
"SOrry to have to clasp these orna-