The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1897-08-12

CHAPTER XII.
It was but very few minutes until the
roll of the wheels OF the returning carriage,
was heard and the Superintendent came
eagerly into the room, followed by his Sec
rotary and a couple of stalwart patromen.
His face beamed as lie looked over the room
and the sulen, handcuf1ed prisoners.
My boy he said, laying his hand affec-
tionately on KeiIt's shoulder, "you have
more than justified my hopes Of you. The
slnartest professional ] know couldn't have
done better. Your work has been neat and
thorough"
Thank you very much" said Kent,
modestly. I'm very glad that yon are
satisfied. But l think that Wat and Con
here deserve the most credit They've been
earnest all the way through, aud if they
hadn't jumped in the minute they did 1
should have had very bad time Of it."
Ragabert's sulIen eyes lighted up with a
vindictive blaze.
lyon cub" he muttered "you weren't
more than kitten in my hands when |
once got fairly hold Of you. Another min
ute and Pdye settled that glib tongue for
ever
"Ay," said Wat, giving him an admoni-
tory nudge 'hand HID ave tore ye limb
i
when / gripped ye Hi wanted some more
fun VII ye. Y're honly good for boys. Ye
'aven't the stuff in ye to grapple VII men,"
"Uniess to shtab 'em from behind in the
back, we numbering divil," said Con.
my God 4! is that what you want me
| for?" said Ragabert, starting up. 1t is
| not true. l never killed man in my life.
| 1t is a mistake"
"Ay, but hit his true" said Wat, crushing
| him into his seat. "Yre has black
a murderer has ever lived, and yen swing
| fur hit"
| Kent happened to be looking at Jem Tile
at the moment, and noticed that his ugly,
scanned face changed expression and lost
| color as Ragabert began his protestatlons.
| He turned his head aud muttered something
to Bridges.
u tell yon it is not true / am innocent
! of that. ut least / never killed q man In
my life" reiterated Ragabert
!" 1t is my official duty" said the Superin-
tendent, coldly, to warn you not to say
anything about your oflenses, for 1T may be
used against you. We are officers OF the law,
and shall be called on 10 testify i'll the case. .
sd ye hear that, Mister Horgan," said
Con, addressing that unfortunate. We're
officers av the laa, an don't ye dare say a
worrud Now, fwhat have ye got to say to
that 2"
Let's get these men to the Armory," said
the Superintendent. "Sparger, you take
charge of Ragabert; Purtell, take Bridges
Berkman Ito one of the palrolmen) taks
Horgan. Jem Tile, you walk along witt
this Young gentleman and me. MH Briggs
Won stay here with Finn and look out fo
The house You may have more visitors be
fore morning. Keep things looking just a
they are, so that other friends of the hous
may be encouraged to drop in"
The officer wlo.was directed 10 look on
for Horgan unlocked one OF the handcuff
on the latter and snapped it around his owl
right wrist, thussecuring his prisoner agains
any chance of breaking away.
DO that to your prisoners" said tn
Superintendent 70 wat and Con.
wat, 'andcuff myself to that villain,
said Wat sullenly "Hafeared ELL 81
haway from me 2, Not much. Hi wuz goir
to take the 'andcuffs hoff i'm haltogetheI
HID ruther manage i'm VII Is hands han
mine both bare"
"Sparger," sad the Superintendent, au
thoritatively, haven't time to argue this
Do as ! say" Is
Wat fumbled at the handouts, but Ken
stepped forward and quickly adjusted then
as desired.
The walk to the station-house took som
little time. Con, who was naturally YER
kind-hearted, and had no particular spit
against Bridges, did some little things which
softened that worthy's heart. The latte
had evidently something on his mind, an,
was disposed to be communicative.
"Ye knaaw," he said at length, "ye hahn
got nothin' on me, 'cept to.night's work
bein' found in that 'ere house, an tryin' t
slug that young Gully. No, We haint. Y
haint got n0thin' at all on me. All my job
lis squared up long ago with the Captail
He'll tell We that when we git to the ArmoYy