Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1897-06-02

escaped. With deep pity for her I
was obliged to tell her what had hap.
pened. 1t was the last stroke of grief
for her, and she burst into tears. In
vain I tried to cheer her with the hope
that he might have escaped. after all.
"No, no. I'm sure they've got him,
and he'll go to prison. Oh, you don't
think he is criminal, do youP"
''No, Miss Saunders; he's only very
weak. But he will have to suffer if he
is taken, and you must cheer him by
promising to be faithful to him.
"Oh, l will. am content to wait
il it COMES to the worst.
I left her promising to see her again
III fow. days. As I went home l
bought an evening paper, and the first
thing on which my eye lighted was
the following:
| THE MARswoRTH FRAUDS.
Strange Disappearance Of the Man Rudge.
7 Last evening Just as the $50 train from
Liverpool street to Harwich was moving out
| of the station. Detective Inspector Brett
|
who is "wanted" in connection with the
Marsworth frauds, seated alone in II first
class compartment. The inspector was too late
to enter the train, but mt once. wired to Har-
wtch, and on the train arriving there force
OF police in plain clothes were ready waiting
to arrest the criminal. Strange to say, how
ever, although the train was carefully
searched no trace OF him was discovered. AS
there had been no stop between Liverpool
stceet and Harwich 1t is supposed that the
unfortunate man must have jumped from his
carriage In desperation. Nothing has since
been heard of him, however, and the affair
remains a mystery.
"Pcor Rudge!" I sighed, as it
dswned upon me that perhaps he was
lying crushed and mangled somewhere
along the line. I was terribly upset
ard only hoped that Miss Saunders
would not get hold of the paper.
The next evening the postman
brought me q letter with. o French
stamp and Paris postmark, and the
direction written in the sprawling fist
of Rudgel 1 hastily tore it open, and
read as follows:
Dear Olu Cnap: JUST u line 10 tell you tnut
| rr1 neither dead nor In prison. How you
must have been wondering what had become
OF me! saw you noticed the detective had
spotted me. What fool was 10 move-and
| wondered how on earth l should escape,
for guessed they would be waiting for me
at Harwich. At first thought OF risking Ii
and jumping, but suddenly bright idea
struck me. knew that, although the car
ringe was In did not stop before we reached
Harwich, that 1 had once travelled by this
very train to Ipswich, and on puzzling 1t out
/ remembered that there was q 'clip coach"
In the rear which is "slipped" at Colchester,
and aftefward runs on to Ipswich. II could
get on board that coach 1 should be safe,
and 1 made up my mind to try 1t. Iopened
the dorr and got out on the footboard and
started on my journey TO the rear OF the
trail. And 1t was n journey! had to creep
along three carriages. and we were going at
n good speed; then had to duck my head
rs passed the windows, lest people should
see me, and was particularly careful ut the
guards van. At last found myself on the
footboard Of the last coach, and, to my Joy,
discovered I'm amply compartment. We were
slipped Mt Colchester, ana l managed to
eYada tha .iaI.At COLLECTOR. cot bed for the