The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1897-01-29
THE EGRrS DOUBLE.

made me a diNlhlNlHl NN'Nf
OF course Il wasn't a. good as the real
thing In the yard. To be a foil blown
criminal investigator you've got to show
yo,'ts n, for lido something out ofthe
common. make a smart capture or follow
40 some blind olew.
Bu, one day was sent for by the big
boss At the yard.
"Flyeoye.r says he to me quite quiet
". serewing glass In one eye and liking
me with itmi It was a gimlei' 81 hear
you're a smart young chap, and that you
want 10 come TO headquarters"
got rather red and felt Ike TOOL,
M, I Hammered out something like
ayes"
80 YOU shall" he went on sharply,
awhen you've earned II. Now tell m
how much do you know about your dis
,,let and the swell people In ~"
I,aid l knew my way about bit and
had seen something Of the bloke' and
Iohnnies. bu, that my game had been
mostly the chaps on the cross
"Have ,ou ever seen Lord Si'u'cfion'
who lives In Plantagenct 'quafe' Would
you know him again.
Now. there ! was in luck. The old
swell had been shown 10 me the hrst
time by friendly eabb,, and again by
mails Who had been on beat through The
square. lie was always dressed up ioI
the knoeker. but In comieal old FASH
toned way. Short. Hight brown euiaway
Newmafkct and brass buttons, bun
waiueoai. white spats and a low crown
ed hat. Looked Ike spori'man' with
a chin ,uit over hi blue belehcr ne, and
a. often a. not wisp Of straw In his
mouth.
I,old the cnlei all this, and he seem
ed pleased.
"well. you've go, to shadow him
marx him out. and where he goes fol
low him all about and see him hu"
again.
s1hat Isn't III. He's a BIT peculiar.
You understand. Iles-hr's"-
"Do,ty. Il that It, sir'"
"ESactly, and the way he shows Il Il
likely to re, him into mischief lie
doesn't always remember what's his and |
what isn't"
"PrIgs. In short, slr'"
"You've hit It, Flyeoye. and some day
he'll be getting run In by those who
don't know hi, little ways. There'll be
a scandal or worse, and that's why
want you to keep your eye on him."
The long aud shor, Of It was that the
old lord was In the habit Of going to all
the ives, end shops and Hitting what he
eould-jewelers and sllyersmlihs for
choice.
nit was my business. to watch him
through the plate glass, and be ready.
n there was any trouble, TO 90 In and
explain.
hut, bless you, the shop people didn't
mind. They liked a. II suited their
book, Tot mey iost noWhnk
They sent In their bills and either got
the things back with a big fine or sold
the goods at their own price.
The old peer had a confidential valet,
who empiled his pockets every cyenli g,
compared the things with the invoices
and cleared up the whole In regular
buslness.like way.
My lord starts OF along Plceadllly,
looking Into all the shop windows AZ he
goes down Regent street and home by
Waterloo place.
He'd done right well-made a big
haul You could tel that by his face.
But one day there was BIT OF a fuss.
the chief sent Tor men, and a, much as
to say | wasn't doing my duty.
It appeared tina, the family had COM
plained-my lords daughter, ! believe,
who lived with him.
The complaint was that the bills sent
from the shops didn't tally with what
was found In the old chaps pockets.
My Young lady had been smart en-
ough to find this out, and she suspeete,
the valet SO did |.
Only the young lady insisted one fin,
morning on comparing the goods with
Invoices herself, and she had ioun,
they didn't agree
The shops were all straight spoke
and fair They could swear to the good
that had gone and who'd taken them,
So pat a watch on the valet. | 500
got my chance. was tree enough q
an evening, YOU know, Tor my lor
played his game by daylight general
during the afternoon walk.
One night about the valet com,
looping up the area steps, looks aroun
slyly, doesn't zee me, and give chase
lie makes straight for the clreu
through Cookspur street to Seven Dla
and stops shor, opposite rag and Dor
shop,
II was a iencc's-a receivers W,
known to the force, although We new
could lay hands npon the old man
kept Il, called up the constable
the beat, meaning 10 run In the who
blooming lot, Hut now, who shou
come grinnlng around the corner
this moment but my lord himself
lie goes straight mp 20 his valet, Ma
him on the back and saysi
"What cheer. old palF Here 1