The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1896-02-12
THE RAJAH'S HEIRLOOM
IS FLoRENOk sIARRFAT.
Author OF "IIsr Lord and nastsr,p Eto.
Copyright, 1850

Copyright. 1850
suppose nobody has forgotten the
great Manchester swlndle, when jonas
Mears and Theodore Allcock managed
TO abscord with twenty thousand
pounds OF their employers and bolted
clean across tho Atlantic before we
could get on their trail Il took !nc
six weeks OF my time and regular
chase and no mistake before ran the
two scoundrels to earth in Chicago.
where they were giving themselves out
as English lords. However, / succeed
cd in cWtching their loiNtlshlps, and
didn't care how much trouble II had
cost me. had brought Meesrs. MearS
and Allcock back safe to their native
country and delivered them over TO
the proper authorities, and Thought I
had earned few days rest We had
had wrotchcd passage across, with
head winds against us eight days out
OF the ten, and, my duty done,
thought with keen satisfaction OF my
little place ut GNulham and my own
comfortable feather bed and my vile
waiting to welcome me home with
tasty little supper.
The reality was 0s good as the an
ticipation. II was q beastly autumn
afternoon. with driving rain and
cold southwest wind, but the cottage
looked bright and cozy and warm. and
Nancy was as red as pecny from
pleasure at seeing me.
II was early when I reached home.
not more than i've O'Clock. but ! was
regular beat. and when had had my
dinner OF tripe and onions felt good
for nothing burt TO so to bed and sleep.
was neither At to talk nor think.
couldn't keep my eyes open, and my
wIte's chatter sounded like confused
medley OF sound. couldn't even rel
ish a pipe, but took drop OF Scotch
hot and staggered up TO my own room.
''Whateyer you do, my dear" said
10 Nancy, don't disturb me I'LL you
hear I'm awake again. FOR I've got sew
eral nights rest to make up. Ill lock
my door, and don't come up till un-
lock lt--rnless, indeed. tits something
very particular. like q message from
the chief, or such like"
''LoF. Jarkl" exclaimed Nancy
whenever my wife uses the atrectonatc
dlmlnltlve OF my name she always pros
nounces II as II she were a tackdaw.
making known Sts desire for food
"Lor'! Jarkl he'd never be sending
after you 80 soon as this, and you just
on board ship! You go to sleep and
think no more OF such foolishness!".
Nancy" I replied, 1.-The business of
the state must be attended 10, at any
cost. don't expect anything OF the
sort, but u a wire should arrive must
have It without delay"
"Drat the stated" cried Nancy, ut
don't pay you over and above 50 much
that 81 has any call to rob you Of your
natural rest. Go to sleep, John Busby.
n. ...tN A., fan 49, m1R,FE n
morrow morning"
/ And Il difficult to convince my wife
OF the enormous Importance OF my Of
fee, and the dignity of my employers
She was always drafting" the govern
ment, and blowing" the superintend:.
ent OF police In a manner which would
cost me my appointment II overheard.
but she Is a good wife to me and she
means we'll. suppose It Is hard on q
woman to have her husband called
away ut all manner Of times, and never
to know when to expect him bacK
again. But l had no inclination TO ar
que the matter then. crawled up
stairs to my bedroom and was soon be-
tween the blankets, sunk In profound
sllimber-so profound that l became
utterly unconscious to all external
things, and had not even the power 20
dream. It seemed as II had been
sleeping for hours. or days, when was
reused by the sound OF an uncertain
tapping on my bedroom door, and an
apologize voice. calling in a loud
whisper: "Jark!" As soon as ] be-
came sufficiently conscious TO recognize
the voice, was sure something OF I'M
portance must have occurred. and was
on the alert In moment. for we detec-
lives learn to sleep with our ears open.
What IS Il, Eancy7" l exclaimed.
hurryIng TO open the door My wife
was half crying outside II, with q yell
low envelope In her hand.
10. Jark!" she said, there's nasty
telegram come for you, aud wouldn't
have let you see It for ever 20, only
was afraid you might be angry with
me. but however they can have the
cart to do IT,
Here! give me the message at once"
said, and She handed It TO me. tore