The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-28

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hactened to America. and found that she
had got quite We'll by the time he ar
rived.
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The life of Augustus Judge became u
bUrGen to him Day and ght the inn
age of the enamels Of St Catherine fill
ed his mind His collection interested
him no more; the pieces seemed ridicu-
lousy insignificant. He made brave ef-
forts to cas-. off tkis haunting thought
but in vain Even his attempt to find
distraction in social life was an utter fail
ure, for after a few minutes ecnversa-
ton with the most beautiful ard brilliant
of the bellies Of New York his thoughts
turned to the little church in Brittany
and its splendid treasure. and then his
tongue dropped in his mouth, his eyes
lost their Light his cars c oSed, and the
bellies turned their beautiful shoulders
from him and called him a rnanner.eSs
bOOr, and even a mailman. His appetite
fell off, sleep deserted him, his clothes
grew too largo, and at last he went to
the doctors, the most expensive he could
find. Since he did not mention the enam-
els to them, each dia gnosed his case diff
ferentIy, and but for his unwilling wis
dom in failing to follow any Of the
treatments prescribed, ne woIl1 have
been as dead as George Wash ngton's
nurses in a month. The matter became
serious, so serious that Augustus at last
decided to take what he conceived to be
the desperate step Of going back to see
the enamels again. He amused himself
by calling this homeopathic treatment
The night that he made this resolu-
ton he went to sleep as soon as he got
into bed. 4 few hours later he awoke;
a bright light flashed in his face, AMI
a masked man leveled a heavy revolver
at his head. You had better net shoot"
said Augustus you would only rouse
the servants, ana gain very little, too.
I'm sorry to disappoint you, but really
I'm only here on a visit, and all my VAL
uables are at the bank You can take
my watch and chain, and pearl pin, of
course, and there are few hundred dol
lars in my purse.
Nothing else handy?'
Nothing really portable that I could
get at without waking the servants, and
then not much; and the servants happen
to be armed.
Honest Iujun?''
''Yes-nO, that is
Honest Injun?"
There is a collection of enamels In the
cabinet there for which have paid about
$50GG0. They might fetch FIVE but you
would find it difficult and risky to sell
them
The burglar felt under the pillow, then
said
Hold the top of the bed-rails W tn
both hanCs," and after this he ransacked
the cabinet and began making I'D his
prizes into bundle. Suddenly a thought
rushed into the millionaires mind-a
thought so staggering and unexpected
that he excla med, MY Godv' and drop
ped both hands. The burglar wheeled
round, levelei his revolver, paused 4or
tiny fraction Of a second, and said:
Don't DO that again or I may shoot,
and l don't want to hurt you
My good man. said Augustus" yours
is a Gangs rous. nasty business, and must
be bad for the nerves; and you must suf-
fer intensely in only getting a tridfng
part OF the value of what you take. That
bundle won't fetch a twentieth part Of it's
value, and you'll run awful risks in try
ing to dispose of it. Now, have a propo-
sition to make. Do you work single-
handed?"
The man nodded.
We'll, I want you to do a Job for me
and with me- and with lots Of money in
It."
You're getting at me- said the bur-
Not bit" said Mr.. Judge. ~ give
you my word of honor. You can take
those things and go, if you Ike; I don't
care much about than, anyhow; but if
youH trust me I'll put you up to some
thing much better"
The burglar came to his bedside ana
studied the face of the m Ilionaire.
gu look straight" he said, what's
your game?"
can't tell you now. If you stay here
long the servants may hear something.
and 1T would be unpleasant for all par-
ties; Besides, 1 am sleepy; you have
awakened me from the first real sleep
l have had for months Now. YOU can
go off free and with wha. you have got.
IN which case 1 shan't trust you with
my scheme; or you can leave the things
ana call here tomorrow at twelve. give
the name OF MIR. Jones, and ask for me
Now perhaps you will excuse me. I am
awfully sleepy"
And he turned round and fall fast asleep
without even bidding good bye to his
visitor
A few days later there was little to he
read In the New York rapess save en-
urely imaginary accounts of the cfrcuno-
stances connected with the sudden and
beWil3ering disappearance of the million
ARE. The general opinion was that he
had been gradually going out of his
mind and had committed suicide.
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