Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-06-14

two hansOms, hustled the younger lady
into one, jumped In himself, and was
driven Oh, leaving the astonished and
angry chaperon with his friend. The
trick succeeded admirably, but Barna-
BY missed the last train to Twicken-
ham in consequence.
Meanwhile the Goldbys had been en-
joying their annual holiday, especially
Bessie. She had formed the acquaint-
ance Of a certain Captain Dashbury.
and, alas! for woman's constancy. had
almost made up her mind that she
could never be more than q sister to
Barnaby now. And John Goldby was
equally well disposed toward the gal
liant officer; indeed, he told Mrs. G..
that with the money Bessie would
have, he had always expected her to
marry into one Of the professions.
Just about the time that Barnaby
and his chum were setting the burglar
traps, Mr.. Goldby and his new &C.
quaintance were saunrering along the
Kings Road.
by the way" said the captain, 81
think of running up to town to-mor-
row. II you don't mind, Goldby, I'll
travel with you."
John Goldby expressed the pleasure
he felt.
You must come to Twickenham and
dine with u.s." he added. Il won't take
a refusal"
II sha'n't give you the chance"
laughed the captain.
When they separated John Goldby
hurried to the nearest Office and sent q
long telegram of instructions to the
cook, reply prepaid. He also wired to
Barnaby at the office-there was just
time to catch him before sand the
cook would need money to get some
of the things he had ordered for the
dinner ON the morrow. He then re-
turned home to await the answers.
None were forthcoming. He waited an
hour, then thinking the kilograms
might have miscarried, he repeated
them, sending Barnaby's to Maythorn
Villa. Still there was no answer. By
this time he was thoroughly alarmed.
There must be something wrong"
he told his wife and daughter. "Who
knows? The house may have been
robbed and Barnaby and the cook both
murdered in their beds! I shall 60
home at once. You had better follow
on the first train in tomorrow. Mind
you bring Captain Dashbury," and he
rushed away.
Shortly after II o'clock next morning
Mrs. Goldby and Bessie, escorted by
the captain and accompanied by their
maid, arrived at Twickenham station,
and leaving the luggage to follow. pro-
ceeded home in a hired landau. Fifteen
minutes later they reached Maythorn
villa. Captain Dashbury rang. No
one came to the door. He rang again
and knocked. No result. The house
seemed deserted. strangely silent. Mrs.
Goldby noticed that all the blinds were
drawn.
cried, and ran to the back. The door
was wide open. Passing swiftly
the hall, she admitted the
others, and went straight to the draw
ing room. Next instant, a shrek, such
as only q terrified woman can utter,
startled all within hearing. Bessie
followed quickly, and found her mother
staring with frightened eyes at the
body of a man lying fiat on his back
on the hearthstone.
1t was John Goldby, not dead, in
deed, but snoring almost loud enough
to wake the dead.
"He's been murderedw cried Bessie,
and she burst into tears.
But Captain Dashbury knew better.
mo, no! 1t isn't so bad as that.
Don't distress yourself. He's only in
q it," he said, and STOPPING. he unfas-
tened the insensible gentlemanss col
lar, and tried to lift him into a chair.
But John Goldby was no light weight.
and the captain had to let him fall;
indeed, he fell with him. rising deadly
pale.
"Oh, I'm so sorry" murmured poor,
terrified Mrs. GOldby, glancing hast
lily round for a cordial. A decanter
and wine glass stood on gypsy table.
Selzing both she poured out a draught
Of the liquor, though her fingers trem-
bled SO that she quite spoiled the car
pet. "Drink this!' she cried.
He took the glass and gulped down
the wine AS he did so, the maid burst
into the room wringing her hands.
"Oh, IL you please. ma'am, I've been
to the kitchen. Cooks fast asleep in
her chair. and can't wake her"
What shall we dor cried Bessie.
Captain Dashbury, what are we to
do?" But the captain was staggering
about the room.
THAT wines drugged." he muttered,
and fell on an ottoman insensible.
The maid rushed from the house
shouting for the police. At the garden
gate she ran against Barnaby in even
Ing dress. He had been to the office
to see the letters and had now come to
assure himself that all was right at
villa, change his clothes. and
give the cook a eum of money, as in
by the telegram.
Back alreadyY' he cried. 'Why,
what's the matterT'
Go in, go in," she answered, and
shouted "Policer louder than before.
Instinctively he guessed something
Of what had happened, but he was
quite unprepared for the reality.
Hurrying into the house he saw his
uncle and a stranger lying insensible,
his aunt and cousin in hysterics Ind
ran at his best speed for a doctor and
stomach pump.
This has ruined mev' he muttered
as he ran. Uncle will never let nae
have Bessie now. Dick Selby, you will
have something to answer for"
Luckily, DIR. Maddox was at home.
Bringing antidotes and the necessary
he returned with the re-
Barnaby. A police sergeant
and a constable were in the room.
They had lifted John GOldby into a
chair. Having tasted the drugged
wine, DR.. Maddox examined the mas