Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1902-07-16
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= The speaker was well-knit,
clean-shaven man. whose face, without
being handsome, revealed the posses
sion by it's owner Of intelligence and a
sensitive nature. His eyes were frank
" observant, and his demeanor was
one OF alertness and vigor.
4, YES" proceeded ex-Detect1ve Morri-
son. II suppose 1t will ever be bit Of
mystery to my late colleagues Of the
Criminal Investigation Department
that who had confessedly done much
excellent work should have renowned
my career when my prospects were
most promising. "Whatl Going to re-
sign| exclaimed the Commissioner.
You who largely assisted to secure the
arrest Of the authors Of the De Afallin-
court paste-Jewel frauds, who discov-
cred the Hampstead prisoners, and
who successfully traced the interna-
tional banknote forgers to their den?'
:, ut certainly did seem strange, and
dared not explain. Are you listening?
Well, what mystified Scotland Yard
shall be made clear to you.
= Early In life became enamoured
of the Idea of detectives career.
was eternally picturing myself as an
avenging instrument of outraged JUS
tice. rescuing innocent beauty from the
grasp Of remorseless scoundrelism, win
ming the plaudits of the world and the
smile Of virtue-you know the kind of
thing that springs from the Imagination
Of sensitive youth.
My sister and myself had been left
orphans. We had been given into the
custody Of half-brother of my faith
er's, as good and generous fellow as
ever lived, considerable as father, and
naturally less eXacting in checking any
OF our original sins. He had daugh-
. ter. Ethel; andit was Ethel, sweet
Ethel"-here the narrator made an emo
tional pause "who unconsciously
weayed herself into all my Imaginary
acts of heroism.
II lived the ordinary life of young
man, helping my uncle In his business
and taking part In no more escapades
than do most fellows Of twenty. 1
wasn't what's termed mollycoddle-
not at all; but the mere presence Of
Ethel and my sister Rose was re-
straint upon any extravagant foolish
ness.
They were strange contrast In APP
pearance. Rose was as dark as any
Egyptian. with heavily-arched brows,
eyes that sparkled with vitality, hair
that nestled low upon the forehead;
she was impetuous. eager, a child of
impulse. Ethel was MS fair us the
morning sun-a clinging. easily-moved,
trusting maid who seemed to lean for
support on Rose.
"Rose was my elder, and she lavished
q passionate affection upon me. Ethel
apparently reflected 1t in less yehe-
ment and in a more regulated manner.
"When l quilted NorthIngton to join
the force little thought that Roses
passion must have another outlet, and
that in its turbulence 1t might over
whelm my darling Ethel, now secretly
half-plighted to me.
eyes, Morrison said my chief,
these are the cutest and cleverest
frauds we have had to deal with for
some time. The notes are SO accurate
ly executed as to deceive even the
smartest of bank-clerks. OF course a
thorough expert, IL he were to examine
them closely. would detect variation
in the water-mark and in the typo
graphical pecullarities of genuine
note; but that variation is soslight that
even he might be deceived. BY the
way, not few of these notes have been
In circulation at your native place,
Northington. However you have got
charge of the CASE
MY heart leaped at the thought of
Northington. My sister Rose had been
suddenly married to gentleman whom
had never seen. but whose name did
not Impress me. 1t was Hubert Feath-
erstone Maitland. had not been able
to attend the wedding because was in
Paris inquirlng into the De Malllncourt
frauds. Rose was wildly enthusiastic
about her husband; she rhapsodised
over his goodness. generosity, affection
for her. and his unvarying devotion.
How had she met him? He was stay
ing Mt the county hotel and SO ingrn-
tiated himself with some of the towns
v,,ap fhok bn. not tpyifafl r., A..
bachelors ball. Within five months he
and Rose were married. Didn't know
something about his family? Well,
Rose wrote enthusiastically about his
brother, Hugh Featherstone Maitland,
and somehow began to fear for Ethel.
II did not go to Northington, for on
arriving at my lodgings, after the in
terview with the chief. l had wire
from Rose--or rather from Mrs. Matt
thanksgiving that might expect n call
from her at any moment. She was then
In London. Besides, news had come
of these notes having been given an in
creased circulation at several West
End establishments. Roses wire gave
no address. 1t was bald note an
nouncing her arrival. and was dispatch
ed from Charing Cross.
II was in Bond street, where us yet
the forger had not commenced his dep
relations. l was persuaded that he
would not relinquisb SO happy hunt
ing-ground. but was moody over my
non-success.
Don't forget shall want some
change!
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