Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-01-24

merely been prompted by cautlon, anu
not having observed his shadow the
man was about to continue to his true
destination. MIR. Mitchell had entered
the coach by the first gate, and was
seated quietly in the corner as Wilson
passed on, going in by the gate at the
opposite end. A moment later the guard
slammed the gate at Wilson's end and
pulled the bellrope. AS quick as flash
Mr.. Mitchell jumped up, and before he
could be prevented had left the coach
just as it started, carrying away Wilson,
completely outwitted and dumfounded.
AS soon as the train stopped he darted
down stairs and ran back toward the
Third avenue station, but he knew it
was useless, as it proved. He saw moth
ing of Mr.. Mitchell.
Wilson was greatly disheartened, for
he was most anxious to stand well with
Mr.. Barnes, his chief. Yet in revolving
over the occurrences of the last half
hour he could not see how he could have
prevented the escape Of his man, since
it was evident that he had Intentionally
acted in a way to prevent pursuit. If
one but knows or suspects that he is be-
ing shadowed the Third avenue elevated
road, with it's bridges at Thirty-fourth
and Forty second streets, offers the most
effectual means Of eluding the most
skillful detective. IF Wilson had known
anything whatever about the man who
had escaped him, he might have been
able to guess his destination, and so
have caught up with him again by hur.
rying ahead and meeting him, as he had
frequently done when following noted
criminals with whose haunts be was &C
uuainted. In this instance he was utter
ly in the dark, so could do nothing but
swear.
IF he could not report where Mr..
Mitchell had gone, at least he might dis
cover at what time he returned to his
hotel, and possibly Mr.. Barnes might
receive some valuable hint by the lapse
Of time. With this idea Wilson returned
to the Fifth Avenue hotel and waited
patiently. He telephoned to headquar-
ters, only to hear that Mr.. Barnes had
gone back to Boston to bring Pettingill
to New York. Seven o'clock arrived,
and yet his vigil was unrewarded. 1t
suddenly occurred to him that, as he had
seen Mr.. Mitchell purchase tickets for
the Casino, that might be good place
to watch, though Of course there was no
certainty that they were for that night.
Upon this meager hope he fastened up
town and stationed himself where he
could keep an eye on all who entered.
At 10 minutes fast he was about con-
Guiding that his task was useless when
cab stopped. and, to his intense satis-
faction, he saw Mr. Mitchell alight and
then hand out handsomely dressed
woman. Wilson had prepared himself
for this possibility by purchasing tick.
ct of admission, so that he followed
the couple into the theater, determined
not to lose sight of his man again.
The opera over, he found it easy to
shadow the two, as the woman declined
the proffered cab, perchance because the
exhilarating though cold night air made
a walk home inviting. He was, how
ever, somewhat amazed at last to see
them enter tho very apartment house on
Thirtieth street to which he had traced
Rose Mitchell in the morning. His mind
was at once set at ease, for since both of
his birds had flown to the same dovecot
it seemed plain that they were connect
ed. Evidently it was to this house that
MI. Mitchell had gone after eluding him
in the morning. At least so argued the
astute detective.
Wilson had waited opposite the build
ings perhaps an hour, lulled into alb
straction Of thought by the silence Of
the neighborhood, when he was startled
by hearing piercing shrek, loud and
long continued, which then died away,
and all was still again. Whether it came
from the apartment house or one Of the
private dwellings next to it he was in
doubt. That it was woman's cry he
felt sure. Was it cry Of pain or the
shrek of nightmare? He could not tell.
That solitary, awful cry, disturbing the
deathlike stiffness, seemed uncanny. 1t
made him shiver and draw his cloak
closer about him. If it had only been
repeated, after he was on the alert, he
would have felt better satisfied, but
though he listened intently he heard
nothing Ten minutes later another
thing occurred which attracted his at.
tention. A light in window on the
fifth floor was extinguished. There was
certainly nothing suspicious about this.
for lights are usually put out when one
retires. He noticed it because 1t was the
only light which showed from any of
the windows during his vigil While he
was thinking Of this the door opposite
opened, and man emerged. Judging
it to be Mr.. Mitchell, he hastily fol-
lowed. That there might certainly be
no mistake Wilson walked rapidly
enough to reach the avenue corner ahead
of the man when he crossed, so timing
himself that he passed i'll front of the
other just as they both reached the street
lamp.
Taking a quick but thorough look,
Wilson saw that it was not Mr.. Mitchell,
SO he abandoned the pursuit, going back
quickly toward the apartment house.