The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-06-22
a .tandstlll approached is carriage

IN turcW open INC uOor.
err Smuts?" / said, politely.
"Ya! Dot vas So" e said, smilin'.
"Plough 'Otel," said, as cool as II
this was my regular business. "'Ave
you any luggage?"
"Nein," e said. "only my dressing
case. All. tank you"
This way, sir" / said, gripping his
bag an rug. "The car is just aht-
side"
"Ah, dot vos goot," e said, an like
lamb e followed me to the exit.
Charley saw us comm an threw
open the door.
The little professor, all unsuspi-
cious. 'opped inside. The Dock
strolled up.
Porter" he inquired, coolly, "are
you the Plough?"
"Yes, MILFORD" 1 returned, touchin'
| my at. turned to the professor.
"Theer is another gent for the 'otel,
sir" 1 said; you will not mind?"
"Oh, nein, nod at all, nod at ALL" e
said, affably. And the Dock joined
him inside.
In a few moments we 'ad reached
the dingy side street and 'ad pulled
up at our destination. Springin'
from the box seized his bag, and,
needless of lis splutterin' protests, to-
| gether the Dock an rushed the lit
tie German into the house.
"Great Shermany!" e cried, excited.
ly, "vot you do NIT me?"
The Dock placed is and over is
mart and thrust i'm on to a chair.
snake the least sound and you're
a dead mani" e said, fiercely. "Now
listen. We don't wish to hurt you
but times money. Have you such a
thing as a blank cheque about your
persona"
bud, 1 wusl prodest," e shouted
"You vas Elm pair of dirty schwin
dlers"
"The cheque book, my good sir,
said the Dock, coolly; and wivaht fur
Their talk the terrified little gentle
man fumbled in is breast pocket and
produced a cheque from his pocket
book.
| "Your honoured name is all we re
euire," said the Dock, politely.
"Bud, will nod sign i'd" splut
tered the little man.
"Pll give you just one minute tc
make up your mind" said the Dock
shortly. takin' aht lis watch.
81 will nod to i'd" shouted the Ger
man, madly. "You vas Elm" A
wicked click came from the extend
ed six-shooter, and, as the terrified
victim caught it, in n mighty hurry
e drew the form towards i'm ant
scrubbed lis name in the corner. TIL,
Dock gave short laugh and picked
up the slip.
"Um! A bit shaky," e said, "bu
I surmise the bank people will b.
able to read it." Il took up the pei
and rapidly filed in the date. Spa.
Mr.. Henry Martin, or bearer, the sun
of--let's see. professor; shall we sa.
hundred?"
"a hundred" walled the unhapp.
victim. "Scoundrel!"
"A hundred then it isl" said tn
Dock. He folded the slip wiz -four
ish and put it in is waistcoat pocket
Partner" e whispered, 'anding owe
the weapon, ''you know your part
I shall just have time to catch the ex
press. Herr Smutts. adieu!"
wiz owl of rage the professo
started to is feet.
"Sit down." / said, GOVERN i'm
you've got to mike yerself at ON
for an hour or two
e started at the glitterin' play
thin in my and for n few second
wiz wild look in is eyes, an then
wiz gesture of despair, e droppet
down onto the chair.
"Come, now. We old the truml
card, guv'nor, an so you'd better jes
look pleasant"
"ver goot, sir" e said; 81 vas you
hands in. Bud, dake dot ting ava.
from mein face. l nod like i'd"
| I got up and, lockin' the door, pu
the key in my pocket. For abart tel
minutes we sat theer wivaht word
Ev'ry mar an again caught the pro
lessor gazing furtively at my flee
Il looked the very pictur' O. despair
And then, unaccountably, e starte'
forward and began ter laugh.
"Himmel," e said; ''vot Elm joke!
7 stared at i'm in undisguised astorn
ishment. A joke! u regarded it a
joke! Well, that took the bun.
"'Vot for you laugh?" e asked
"Mein friendt, you on the oder sid
of your face laugh presently"
"Wot's the gime, Dutchy?" said
sharply.
"Oh, holdings, nodings!" e replied
and laughed again. That laugh ex
arsperated me.
"See ere, mister" 1 said, 'you'r
playin' wiz the wrong party. Wot'
the gime? Come, chuck it OFF ye
chest, or"
"Don'd be rash, mein friendt,"
said. "You dink you make me t.
schtob here while dot oder get ell
hundred pound from der bank. Is il
nod? Veil, you vas vat you say sold
mein friendt, eh!"
"Wot yer mean?" burst out.
81 dis mean," he said, excitedly. "
nod dink dere vas Elm hundred left II
der bank, for bud yesterday 1 va
transfer der sum of zwei tausan
bounds to mein account at der ban
n