The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1896-08-11
CHAPTER XIX.
"CIean Your Boots"

QllSnlng that Which he had promised
to effect he must have answered that
he didn't know; for, questioning him.
self on the matter, that was the reply
which he received.
Yet, knowing not how success could
come to him, and especially within the
time which he himself had fixed, he
was nevertheless most certain that he
should triumph.
He hadn't dreamed for nothing-had
not proceeded so far in the right direc-
ton to be suddenly pulled up before
arriving at the proper termination Of
his journey.
70 say the truth, Tony's main reli-
ance for success was on the fact that
the two men whose villiany he had
now to make apparent were at present
separated, and with a positive neces-
sity existing with each of them that
they should soon meet again
"And we shall see what will happen
when they do meet again. was T0ny'S-
thought.
1t was about 9 O'Clock in the evening
when the two brothers had quilted Sir
Loghlen's house; and having assured
Sydney that all he had just said he
would do would most certainly be
done, Tony requested his brother to be
because" said Tony, Il have good
deal of work to do, and, till you are
gone, cannot set about it"
"Put can [ be of no service" de-
handed Sydney, sin a matter which,
beyond all, concerns myself?"
you can only be hindrance, Sgd
ney," was the reply; land If you have
not lost all desire for the restoration
of your fair fame-if you would be-
come the husband of charming Fran
ces O'Meara-take yourself off as fast
as your legs will carry YOU"
Thus invoked, Sydney remained not
an instant longer, but disappeared as
rapidly as he had been requested
His brother gone, Tony made feint
of proceeding hurriedly in an opposite
direction, but almost instantly return
ed, and stood concealed in dark cor
ner, exactly opposite to Sir Loghlen
O'Meara'S mansion.
The leaf which had been torn from
the saIe-book would be still in the pos
session of the gentleman who had
played him that pretty trick. Tony
had no doubt about that.
That sheet of paper Abraham Mailer
would consider as good as check to
no incOnSiderable amount on Stanley
Claremont'S bank.
"And," argued Tony, "since the ras
cal is now smOthered in poverty, he
will not be long in endeavoring to re-
alize the valuable piece Of property of
which he has obtained possession"
So Tony stood in his dark corner, his
eyes fixed upon the baronet's mansion
He was looking to see who should
approach the house, and was not eX-
pecting that Stanley would leave it,
since he was convinced that that gen.
tleman knew not at present where his
accomplice might be found.
Hour after hour Tony remained upon
the watch and with no satisfactory re-
suit.
The policeman on his round passed
our ehgraver several times, and, at last,
growing suspicious, stopped and threw
the light of his bulPS-eye full on Tony;
and then Immediately shutting it Off
again, exclaimed, Goodness sake, Mr.
Drummond, what are you doing here
all this while?
''More luckr' thought Tony, as he
recognized in the speaker the police
man who had long marched grandly
on his beat past Mrs. Willoughby's
house, who had but lately he said,
been shifted, and who, as a matter f
course, knew our hero very well.
Tony, by way of accounting for be-
ing where he then was, told the police
man-whO, as is usual with those gen
tlemen, was in the way when he was
not wanted-that he was on the watch
to catch a slippery customer, whom he
expected to pass that way, and who
was considerably indebted to him.
"And, if accounts are rightly squared
between u.s." said Tony, Il shall be
able to make you little present, Jen-
kins."
And the policeman tramped on his
way with very sincere wishes for Tony
Drummond's success.
1t grew later and later; the doors
of Sir Loghlen O'Mearas man
sion were bolted and barred, and one
by one of the lights disappeared, and
all within and about the house was
dark and still.
All over for tonight, was Tony's
thought; and when the policeman next
returned, said to him: mo luck here
tonight, so / shall be here in the morn
ing; and just tell the man who is on
day duty here what l am up to, will
you, and ask him not to take any notice
of me"
Certainly, Mr.. Drummond,' an
swered the policeman.
Good night" cried Tony, and off he
started on his way home.
And, as he went, he said to himself,
81 must have three or four hours
sleep to make myself strong for to-
morrow's work. and, as he laid his
head on his pillow, Il shall have a
more refreshing slumber tonight,
take it. than will Mr.. Stanley Clare
l.