The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1899-06-21
ONE THOUSAND
DOLLARS REWARD

raped out my chief, one morning.
Camden town-your own neighbour
hood. twenty bales of rare silk,
worth thousands, consigned all the
way from Lyons to Jowetts the big
West end diapers. Jowetts' agent
ruShes off to the station to meet it
and finds that some smart rogues have
got there one hour before him, present
ed forged credentials, and driven off
with the stuff in van in broad twi-
light.
"Soon after midnight Il constable
noted Just such n van as described.
suspiciously rounding the corner of
Windygate St, Camden town, and at
that very minute. mark you, some
one ran no and led him off with
bogus tale of murder going on at the
other end of his beat. When he got
back-van gone, and all beautifully
quiet.
".Iowctts. half mad because the kind
of silk spells in no time unless kept
very dry, have been here and offered
81 900 for immediate recovery.
"Windygate st. is Il cul de sac, with
about 30 or 60 houses in it. The silk
may he slowed in any one of them,
and all the local police have done is
to put an extra man on watch at the
open end. on the chance that there will
be an attempt To remove the bales. /
give you "A hours"
In less than an hour | got to Windy
gate sta quiet double row of houses
Oh n featurclcss three-story type-and
was in time to see the special man
exchanging chaif with a servant girl
at the opposite corner He said some
tmng. and she tripped off.
l. 10
stone. That's the girl at n house half
way dOwn-knowS nearly everyone in
the street. and ready to talk all day.
No, not a ghost of Il clew so far, sir,
except the van business. There's the
rut by he curb where it turned, and
then a much lighter one where it was
turned back. unlOaded. no doubt
there's been rain since"
Humph Shift your point n dozen
yarus higher UP. out of sight, and let
me know ANYTHING that happens
! There'll he II rag-and-hottle man along
here presently YOU understand"
hurried homc-It was barely a 10
minutes walk. Half an hour later
was leaving again by the back en-
trance. so dirty ana disreputable that
my own wife had given start. To
hire a barrow and stack some rubbish
on it was simplicity itself; within the
hour | was wheeling it into Windygate
| St, shouting hoarSely record price
for rags and old bottles. At the end
Of my arduous round | was only the
richer by a borrowload of unconsider-
e.. tribes.
1t must have been about 8 o'clock
when. as | sat Studing the Camden
town directory, the most curious, I'm
dreamcd-of coincidence occurred. The
bell rang hesitatingly: pause. and
then my wife tapped to say that "A
young person, apparently in trouble,
wished to see me upon private bust
ness Next moment a young lady, In
widows weeds, had fioated Impress
! lively into the room and was raising
her veil from a white. worried face
"Mr. Girdlestone-the police inspect
or? Then | hope YOU won't think me
silly. but really, | felt | could put up
with il no longer. O. IL nv dear huS-
band were only here. NV name is
Varney. | live at o Windygate st.-if
Won know il. sir. It NAV sound
Strange. but 90 in fear of something
happening-almost in fear of nv lifei
You know when dear Harold died I
had TO let the ground and first floor
| $500 ~ - $1,000