The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-01-22

Ne sutAoritlcs that yoU recently oonvsysd
bAg containing = dsngorous and unlawful art
ds 70 housc IN York street. II = hoped thai
this was donc In ignorancs. but to avoid un'
pleasant circumstances you win do well to at.
tend NJ this ofiiod~ 90 3 p. m. tomorrow AM,
state all you know OF the affair. The police
have instructions to arrest you should you at
tempt to escape. Yours. etc,
Il. PuALLoN, Inspector, r. /. @.
was thunderstruck. This came Of CON
sorting with Fenans and females. re
flected that smuggling potheen was not
after all, hanging matter. Indeed,
was rather surprised that the detoctive po
lice should notice IL at all. 1t was the
business of the excsemen or "gaugers. F"
"They must have little to do Mt tho Gus
tle, " thought However, l had better
face the music"
AT tho appointed hour presented my
self at tho lrish Scotland Yard. Phallon
received mo oiyiliy enough and conducted
mo to u room wharo u couple Of magis
trates and Mr. phillipson. tho crown so
lioitor. were seated
"This Is breaking butterfly on wheel
In earnest" l said to myself "What a
fuss about u jar of whiskyw
"Mr -----," said tho senior magistrate,
1T IL my duty TO warn you thnt You need
put You might have boon here as pris-
oner. hut We hope you are an innocent
agent I'm this atrooious conspiracy. You
can. think, best prove your innocence by
complete oandor. But, remember, your
statement may be used against yourself" j"
"Ask what you like" j replied 81
have had no share In any 'atrocious con-
spiracy.'
"Wo hope not" said my interrogation;
"at least not a guilty one. However, you
will not deny having carried black bag
which you received from "a young woman
at Il. Is circulating library In Kingstown,
to 10 York street, the day before yester
days'
Certainly not" / answered. "The
young lady asked mo to do a trifling COM
mission for her, and did It..
II ask you," said the magistrate sol
emnly, "did you know the contents of that
bag?"
hesitated, but did not think it right
or perhaps VI ise to tell lie, so said,
with smile:
"Yes, sir; I knew the contents of the
bag Very coed stuff it was too. hope
his royal highness will get some before he
leaves Ireland"
"Silence, sir,'' cried both the magis-
trates together; then the senior said
II think we may stop the examination
and commit this wretched youth, who
glories in his guilt, to Kilmainham. He
actually smiles at a crime that might have
resulted in death and destruction"
Gentlemen" / cried Indignantly,
"surely you will not send me to prison for
such trifle! 1 did wrong, suppose, but
was reared in Sligo, where every man,
woman and child, magistrates and minis
ters included, drinks potheen. To circum-
vent the gauger, by carrying it to a friend,
isseonsidered an act of piety and charity,
which no Christian man would refuse to
perform The British empire will not
come to an end because half crown duty
has not been paid on a quart of good
liquor. will pay the sum three times
over and fine as well. But you have no
right to send me to jail-at least In this
hole and corner manner. / demand pub
lie examination and legal assistance"
The magistrates looked greatly relieved.
''Tell us plainly what you supposed was
in that bag" said the inquisitor mildly.
"a quart of potheen or Illicit whisky"
Ireplied. "And say again that wish his
royal highness had some. If he once tast-
ed it, i am sure he would never send q sub
ject to Jail for making or carrying or
drinking it,
Would you be surprised to hear that
your friends jar Of potheen was a nitro
glycerin bomb, intended to have been flung
into the princes carriage by the Fenian
b., alias Sandersone" asked the magis-
trate.
1 nearly tainted with horror "And
who Is Ellen Maguire?" gasped.
"B. 3 wife," said Detective Phallon.
Gas dangerous an anarchist as there Is in
Europe. She carries the weapons Of the
conspirators and sometimes persuades
young fools who admire her black eyes to
help her."
"The serpentr' exclaimed. "I win
give evidence against her with pleasure,
and will go to sec her hanged. l slept
with that awful thing under my pillow.
1t might have blown me to pieces.
"And half Kingstown as well, said the
officer. "a fall or even a shake might
have done It, But we have got to catch
Mr.. and Mrs. B. yet. fear they are in
France by this time"
1t appeared that the police, hAying OBJ
tanned news Of the plot in the usual way
through an informer-searched the room
In York street shortly after l delivered
the internal machine They found the
bomb, but b., alias Sanderson, having
stepped out to a neighboring bar, saw the
officers, OWNED their errand and managed
to escape.
Neither he nor his wife was captured.
The latter, some years later, achieved
an Infamous notoriety az "the brave little
woman" who conveyed to Dublin the
knives with which the Phoenix park MUIR
ders were committed. Her friend T.,
whose acquaintance dropped after these
events, became specially notorious, and
am not likely to hurriedly forget the even-
Ing spent with "No. 1."-London Tit
Bits