The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-12-29

lASpcu tue uhPpSlt paiu ASoNSN
mar as they entered; delighted to
meet our gifted new contributor"
II have never In my life contributed
to the Hyde Park Miscellany said
Percy. shortly. lmpatiently pulling the
ends Of the barometer"
you amaze me. Why, surely"
began the other, when William Lord
broke In. and In a few words explained
the state of affairs. to the editors man
ifest establishment.
Then you want me-"
To give us the address of your CORE
spondent. and TO allow us TO inspect
the manuscript"
Certainly" And the editor opened a
drawer and produced a number of hled
letters. Here is the receipt for my
check. signed Perciyal King, 3 st.
Chad's pl., Westminster
Il always sign as Percy, and | live
in Bloomsbury, and that Isn't my
handwriting" exclaimed the young au-
thor. regardless of his friends warning
hand. Mr.. Hartland, meanwhile, was
shouting through a speaking tube, and
n boy shortly appeared with a roll OF
paper.
That is the typewriter copy OF
'Cuthbert's Crime which | received
on Oct. % and accepted a week later,
said Mr.. Hsrtland, consulting a ledger.
Lord closely scanned the paper roll,
looking at certain passages very close
ly indeed. 1.-The method of the fraud Is
clear" he said at length. Two copies
Of my friends manuscript have been
made by a multiplying process. One
was dispatched to his address, the 9th
err TO the Hyde. The paging, etc, are
Identical, and you may see the pen-cor-
rected .Q's' in EACH
Yes. that Is So assented Percy and
the editor. What is your next stepf'
asked the latter.
we will proceed at one to st.
Chad's place, and interview the impos-
tor answered the lawyer; and, after
thanking Mr.. Hartland for his court
esy. the two friends withdrew.
They stopped on reaching the street,
to consider their method of procedure.
Eventually they decided to lunch first,
and 1t was nearly 3 o'clock when a
bus set them down at the corner of st.
Chad's place.
Lord at once called his clients at
tentlon 10 a dusty card In the window
Of No. 8. which proved to be a small
ceived here"
We must be wary, my boy; it's a
deep game. If ] try to bluff, mind. you
back me up"
\ very stout, little old woman, clad
in widows weeds. waddled clumsily in
from the tiny parlor beyond the shop.
what do We want. gen'lemenY' she
queried, In a hoarse, asthmatic whis-
per.
we must see Mr.. Percy King at
once" was the solicitors answer.
"Lor' bless yer. sir, e don live ere;
e on'y calls for Is letters ere" gasped
the old dame.
What is he Ike" asked Lord.
IVY, is the pore Teller in troubleI"
Lord drew himself up, and pointed TO
Percy. THAT Is Mr.. King. Someone
has ~personated him, and obtained mon
ey faudulently by using his name. Tell
us all you know, or we may regard
you as an accomplish"
"AI right, then" said the fat woman.
more huskily than ever. my Mr.. King
is a 'andsome young hdy."
The two men started. Their sus-
piclons were becoming certainties.
shes short, an she's dark, and she's
pretty the stout dame continued; AN
she wears a navy blue jacket and a
queer silver ring on 'er and"
THAT will do" said Percy; 81 know
the lady" And he hastily explained
that he had noticed a queer silver ring
of Indian workmanship on the finger of
one of Nine. C~itoyenne's typists, when
he once called to complain of certain
errors in some work which she had
copied for him.
DO you expect an early visit from
Mr.. King?'" asked William Lord.
Yes, sir; she'll call tonight; least
ways | expect as 'ow she'll, cause
'ere's a letter for 'er. wot as bin ere
since Wednesday.
About what hour does she usually
Gomez
About swim. gentlemen"
The two friends Withdrew. I'VE will
go and have a hundred up at pills
and come back to meet your feminine
counterpart" suggested Lord. Percy
agreed, and they departed.
At I o'clock they stood within a pas
sage nearly opposite No. 3, st. Chad's
place, with collars turned up 10 their
ears, for the sleet Of the morning had
given place to driving snow. After
waiting some minutes, a bus passed
the corner, and a woman alighted and
entered the little s%tationer's shop. They
crossed. and looked through the win
dow. Yes, she answered to the fat
iady's description, and they according
ly followed her indoors. Lord address
ed her.
"Good-evening, madam. Allow me
to introduce you TO Mr.. Percy King,
whose existence you have forgotten, or
you would have not made use Of his
name
"Wh-wh-what do you meanYf trem-
bllngly asked the girl-for she was lit
tie older. The solicitor pointed to the
letter in her hand, and sternly asked,
DO you read the Hyde Park Mlscel-
lany?"
The woman sank half -faintlng into
a chair.
I'VE are waiting for your explana-
ton. Am l to send for the policeT'
1,..foa Urllton, a.1