The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-07-11

word for such a case. There. don't mind
about your being q little Ia Le. i glad 10
see YOU even now. Young HarWood, d
ask you to stay for dinner. only consider
ing what is to come of tomorrow know
L il would be a French compliment. You
are in a hurry to be off even now. Give
me the packet or letter, and let US De
done with It,"
win you let me tell you what occurred
today IvDledge you my word Of honor
for the truth of every word 1 shall say"
He motioned me 70 Sit down and drop
ped into a chair himself ] told my tale
emitting Barrow's superstition as 70 the
purpose for which the hundred pound note
was intended. While / was speaking, MI
Strangford never once interrupted, never
once moved. When / finished he sprang
10 his feet and began pacing up and down
the room In great excitement.
You give me your word Of honor for
the truth Of what you say?'
YES"
well. I am bound to accept your word
of honor. have never yet found cause to
question your veracity But man may
be mistaken. He may have heard tmper-
fectly, he may have put a wrong construc-
tion on words or actions and we all know
the saying that one story IS good until the
other is told. 1 did not know until now
that Barrows had been an admirer OF Miss
Langley's. This affair must not stop mere.
I suppose you have no objection to submit
your version to a test"
Il am willing it should be subjected to
any test"
you have been in my employment for
five years, and 1 never had anything
against you. Barrows has been with me
twelve years, and l never yet found him
out in a lie or a dishonest action. He has
a sulky temper but I suppose with a
grim smile at his own fiery inhrmity.
"others Of US have what would not be
lid Ill q
Barrows has turned villain in day, al
though, to be sure, there is woman in
the case. However, we had better not go
further into the matter at present. My
hundred pounds is somewhere it has no
business to be, and whoever is OBTAINING
1t snail suffer-that ! promise YOU
l bowed, and Mr.. Strangford continued.
"Barrows, as no doubt you know, lives
a few hundred yards further out on this
road 1 daresay," with a hard smile, ne
selected the neighborhoOd thinking the
air would give him strength for a good
berth in the works at Burslem," with a
chuckle TN send the groom for him.
You have no objection to meeting Bar
rows2'
Il desire nothing more than to meet him
face to face in your presence"
Mr.. Strangford rang the bell and babe
the groom be sent in.
'Hoskins," said he, when the man APP
peared, go to Mr.. Barrows. and ask him
to be good enough to come to me. You
are not to say Mr.. Harwood is here
Hoskins left the room. There was not
time for him to have reached the gate,
when we heard cries and shouts, and,
piercing shrilly through the human voices.
a policemans whistle. Mr.. Strangford
and I jumped up. He FASTENED out of
the library up the hall and out into the
grounds. 1 followed at his heels.
Help Help" cried a voice Of
man in physical distress.
We shouted and ran out through the
gateway. Twenty yards further out than
Seven Oak house we dimly deserted a
group in the middle of the road. AS well
as we could see, three men were on the
ground one quite still, two struggling
fiercely, and a fourth man was bending
over the struggling pair.
l heard Hoskins, the man on his legs,
say. What is it,"
The voice of one of the combatants an
swered, in gasps: Il am a-policeman
and-I call on you-for hep to hold this
man."
"What is it?" Hoskins repeated as he
bent low and seized one OF the struggling
men.
Robbery, and perhaps murder!' gasped
the policeman.
Mr.. Strangford and l ran up
Don't let him 60" cried the officer,
getting on his feet while Mr.. Stransford
PROSTATE man never stirred. He was in
sensible-UT dead.
"I'n give no trouble" said the man
we were holding. Let me get up, and III
go quiet"
Hold him tight. Hold him tight gen
tlomen," said the policeman. Then he
blew his whistle again I'm have
assistance in less than no time. l heard
the blow. 1t sounded as though he smash
ed in the mans skull. and I crept up I'M
der the wall. I heard the jingle Of money.
Here are some of my pals. We can see
what he's like now. My own lanterns
smashed"
Three policemen darted into view.
SHOW light here" said the one who
had made the capture.
a bulls eye flashed into the face of the
prisoner. Mr. Strangford and l uttered
cries of establishment.
Know the man. gentlemen" asked po-
liceman number one.
YES" answered Mr.. Strangford He
is Martin Grain, my porter in the city,
II don't think he'll do much porterlng
for some time. Mr.. Strangford," said the
policeman, recognizing the governor in the
light of the lantern Now let us have
a look at the other man. 'Show a light
here"
The injured man was lying prone The
policeman turned him on his back The
| light flashed across his face.
r. a,
starting back. / could not utter a sound
Amusement struck me dumb.
Know this man, too. Mr.. Strangford?"
Yes This is Mr.. Frederick Barrows.
a clerk of mime
Il know him. too" said policeman num-
Der one. "He lives at Ivy cottage, a
couple Of hundred yards further out on
this road. Is he dead? 1 am afraid il
looks like a bad job for him. He's breath
! ing. but not much more"
Take him into my house and let the
quickest of you fetch DR.. Harrison" said
the governor.
When DR.. Harrison had examined the
wounded man he looked very grave.
There was a bad fracture of the skull. and
at the best a considerable time must
elapse before the patient could be up and
about again, and a stil longer time be-
fore he would be fit for business.
Next morning, as 1 was about to set of
for the church, Mr.. Strangford called.
Barrows had recovered consciousness dur
ing the night. and when he learned that
his life was In danger he confessed all.
Tortured by gnawing jealousy and
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