The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1901-03-16

nights. 1t is the girls fault. She has
set the old desire going to the point, of
madness. I am on wires just now,
| Her white fingers locked and unlocked
themselves in her lap with a strange
and nervous automa tism which was
painful to witness. Z -.
AT any rate" she said, after a
pause, which I did not interrupt, II
have been wearing myself out to some
purpose" .--
| "Have you found the horse thieves?"
mot yet; but please listen. 1 have
discovered good deal, though not all.
In the first place, there is but one
thief. I have seen him. and he has
ESCAPED me. His cunning is beyond
words. He evidently knew of Mr..
hayes strange position, and doubtless
followed him from Paris. An empty
bottle, such as is used for chloroform
has been found beside the line, half an
hours ride from Dover-a nasty piece
of evidence against Mr.. Kaye. This
bottle was, beyond doubt, put there by
1.-THE man to whom I allude. Oddly
enough, he is a very remarka look
ling mana bad thing for his own safe
lty-"
what is his name?" I asked.
HE goes by many aliases. When 1
Icame across him few days ago he was
Idressed as country clergyman, and
had the name of The Rev. John Will
lberforce' painted on his luggage. +
have looked in the Clerical Directory,
land see that there is such a man. He
lis the rector of a small living in York.
ishire. I went down there yesterday,
and saw him.
"You went to Yorkshire!" 1 exclaim-
led.
She nodded.
1.-The Rev. John Wilberforce is small,
|stout, and red-haired," she continued.
Nov, the man who went under his
name is slightly above the middle
height clean-shaven, has hollow cheeks
bushy eyebrows, prominent ears, and,
most strange of ala false nose. This
lnose is cleverly made, and doubtless
constantly changed, but it did not es-
cape me. It is kept in it's place with
lspectacles. Please remember that de-
scription, DR.. Lonsdale. 1 tell you on
my solemn word of honor that until
we find that man poor Mr.. Kaye will
never lift up his head again, and that
|pretty girl will have no happiness
More than a month passed away
Miss Cusack had no fresh news of any
sort to impart to me. I began to
doubt whether Frank Kaye would ever
be cleared, when on certain Wintry
afternoon I found myself travelling up
to Waterloo from Bournemouth.
!. When entered the carriage noticed
seated at the further end a man who
was enveloped in long ulster with a
turned-up collar. Beyond a. casual
glance, l paid no further attention tc
him. BY degrees, however, as we sped
northward, I. found myself regarding
him with more and more interest. His
was a clean-shaven face, and from the
first I thought there was something
strange about it, which I could not de-
fine. Was it the spectacles? Suddenly
I started. The man had a false nose
beautifully made though it was, the
junction of the composition with the
skin at the edge of the nasal bones was
just perceptible. In flash, Miss Gu
sacks description of the man so long
WANTED struck me. It tailed to an ex-
traordinary degree-bushy eyebrows
hollow cheeks, prominent ears, and
= more than anything, the nose. The
man was no longer clad as a clergy
man, but in the ordinary dress of ar
English gentleman. He continued quiet.
lyto read his paper, and took not the
least notice Of me. I leant back in my
seat. I felt the blood leave my face
Could this be the man we were looking
for-the scoundrel who had ruined my
poor friend, who had broken the hear
of the girl that friend loved?
1 instantly made up my mind to fol-
) low him. There was no other course
On arriving at Waterloo the mar
with the false nose Immediately entered
a hanson. took another, and desired
the driver to follow the first hanson
} This he did, and at half-past eight the
two hansoms entered Paddington side
by side. paid my fare, and went up tt
the booking office. The stranger wa:
before me. 1 heard him ask for a frs
single to Bristol My. blood was up
7 and now I had started OH my mad mis-
sion I felt that I must see it through
} l also took a class ticket to Bristol
The $50 express was in the station
Just for a few moments lost sight o
the man, and walked rapidly down tn,
platform, but the next instant I caugh
sight Of him settling himself in first
l. class carriage, on the window of which
was pasted slip of paper, Preserved.
futher noticed there was another re
served carriage a little way down tn
platform. 1 Immediately entered tn
carriage between the two reserved ones
1t had one other occupant-an old gen
l tlemap, who was evidently preparing
himself for long nights journey.
We started punctually, and soo1
:. cleared the suburbs, and began to rusl
westwards through the night. On an,
on we Sped At Swindon observed t.
my satisfaction that the stranger di,
not leave his carriage. I glanced in an,
saw that he was quietly reading in
, corner seat.
The night happened to be intensel,
cold, and all the carriage windows wer