The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1897-04-17

, was a park policeman
Have you ever seen Peterson carry
anything upstars?
Il have" returned Mrs. Allen i'm
presslyely,
state what II was"
81 cannot, except to say that II was
a bundle which he held tightly under
his left arm,
McCandless was perplexed.
did you ever find anything In Peter
sons room on any morning following
his occupancy of it, he said, after a
pause for reflection
Nothing; absolutely nothing"
This is one of the most singular
cases l ever heard Of said McCand-
less decidedly.
What do you think of it," ventured
! the landlady.
think of It? I think Peterson is a
| suspicious character who will bear
watching He may be a counterfeiter,
a forger, a fugitive from justice"
Mrs. Allen was distressed and fright
ened
What am l going to do about it?"
she asked.
Leave everything = me-" said Nc
Candloss reassuringly. 81 will make
it my business to clear up this mys-
terry, Peterson shall be kept under
surveillance"
Several days passed during which
McCandless was very taciturn at his
meals and went to and fro in a brown
study.
When Intercepted by Mrs. Allen he
merely said: q may have something
for you in a day or two"
Sure enough, on Saturday morning
McCandless asked with a non-commit-
tai air to see Mrs. Allen in the parlor.
By the way he began in a thick
voice, Il will see that you have a check
for my account in the course Of a few
days, but | wanted to talk to you
about a much more important matter
| think | have run Peterson to earth"
McCandless said this in a grave, con-
fdential tone
You don't say so, Mr.. McCandless. |
What have you found out about him."
For answer McCandless drew from
his pocket a thick paper, which he
slowly unfolded, showing a poster
printed in very black ink with cut
of mans face at the top.
Read it, Mrs Allen" urged her
lodger huskily.
This is what the landlady read:
Look for Thomas Gallagher, alias
David Moffett, alias Morton, alias Geo
hogan. Wanted for highway robbery
Height feet s; weight, 147 pounds.
Spare face, dark eyes, small mustache.
When last seen wore a brown SLOUGH
hat, dark coat mixed trousers, and
CATERS. One thousand dollars reward
will be paid to any one giving evidence
which shall lead to his conviction.
Thomas Binns, Chief of Police"
"l0ow I want to ask you, Mrs. Allen,
whom that picture resembles?"
The landlady studied It hard.
Does it not bear a strong resem-
blance to Peterson, Mrs. Allen?"
That's what l was thinking myself
Mr.. McCandess I can't swear to it,
but it looks a good deal like Mr.. Peter
SON"
When think of the way he hides {
himself in your house, Mrs. Allen,
comes in the night and goes in the
night, | could almost swear Peterson
S Thomas Gallagher. But l won't rest
until prove it, and I'm going on his
rail tonight" {
The following morning McCandless l
anne down to the breakfast table red
eyed from the want of sleep, but in '
Ugh spirits
Gould | see you in the parlor Mrs. t
Allen?" he whispered as he slipped {
way from the table. t
The landlady excused herself as soon !
Us she could and made her way up
tairs with all the speed her embon- '
,oint would permit She tingled with
to her fingertips S
81 have made a great discovery" Nc s
'andless burst out as soon as she had /
hut the door behind her. a
Eyes, yes?"
Peterson is living a double life and a
e is probably the man Chief Binn is c
ooking for The reward is almost fl
within cur grasp" v
How do you know? What have you u
ound out?" said the landlady, her b
enerous bosom heaving in her excite
lent. e
McCandless spoke rapidly. evidently
arried away by his discovery.
Last night Peterson left the house a
t 2 o'clock and l followed him, wear C
lg gums He walked as a quick pace o
oward Washington square-so fast, h
! fact, that had difficulty in keeping s.
i'm in sight, Crossing the square, he
ntered a house near Sixth Avenue V
18th a latchkey There was one
GIFTED window on the second floor of 81
ne house. In a moment | saw his
ladow on the curtain. | could iden- B
fly him by his SLOUGH hat and by his
cure. A woman came and stood be- 81
de him. Suddenly there was the cry 81
an infant, loud and shrill. The T
oman disappeared. Her shadow fell
I the curtain again, and she had in
er arms a child. She held it out to s.
eterson. He removed his SLOUGH hat Il
nd took the child. For an hour he W
.rried It to and fro in the room. At "
myth its cries ceased the woman h
ok it. Peterson began to undress. h,
I'd the light went out" h
McCandless stopped from sheer want IL
breath W