The Tupelo journal., 1902-09-26
REVENGE BY TELEPHONE, {
Observation-Disclosures
By John j. Armstrong.


LII PdPGlS III hCA ". bIll16S,
4 said Johnson, my clerk, as he
placed a bundle at my elbow. Sec
ond cause in to-morrow's list"
'Oh, certainly" L said, looking up
from the evening paper on my desk.
IL shall stay here and digest them.
The Monitor seems to think the
OLeary couple got their just de-
serts?"
$50 they did, sir" returned John
SON; "but, by Coke, you never gave
the defense a ghost of a chance!
Marshall was as weak as water af-
ter you'd finished. Not that he could
have done much for 'em anyhow. It's
a good radiance to a dangerous lot,
say l." He paused, and a serious look
crept over his specialized face. 81
don't want to pose as an alarmist,"
he said presently, "but if any man
has made enemies who are to be
feared to-day, you're that man. I'm
til the other O'Leary is with his ac-
completes, 1 wouldn't like to be in
your Shoes"
johnson was an old servant and
held himself privileged accordingly.
/ laughed in his face. you're get
ting quite an old woman 1 cried. He
shook his head in silent dissent.
"Come here, you croaker. Open hat
drawer. There now, do you think l
am able to take care of myself?
Here, help yourself to a cigar and
get Off"
"very good, sir" he said, as he
shambled to the door. eff report
speaks rue of Tim O'Leary, 1 ad-
wise you to keep it loaded. Good
night"
"Johnson's getting decidedly
shaky," 1 solioquized. ST suppose
he's seen me in a hundred cases for
the Crown, and yet he breaks out
like this when a couple of assassins
are put out of the way of working
further mischief through my in
strumentality. There's some miti-
cation when a frenzied creature flies
out at another in hot blood at an
apparent injury. But anarchists
cold-blooded, indiscriminate murder
ers. Pah! For them there should be
no mercy"
My musings were suddenly inter-
rupted by a Br-r-r-r-r from the tele-
phone bell. Striding over to the in
strument I took the receiver.
"Hallo! that you, Dick?" came the
voice of Marshall. 'You got the ku-
dos, to-day, my learned brother,
hang you! Never gave me a look-in.
That gentle restraint usually assumed
by the leader for the Crown was
strikingly conspicuous by it's absence.
Quite a shock to me, I declare. You
shouldn't outrage legal oanons in that
way, my boy, without due notice to
the defense. Shall I see you at the
club? What's that-busy! Som /.
You're against me in Grimes to-mor-
row., aren't you? Well, grind on,
and do your best-you'n want it! I'll
come and dig you out in an hours
time. So-long." Br-r-r-r-r-.
I resumed my seat with a smile.
Though professional duty frequent
ly made Bully Marshall and myself
legal ad~versaries, in private life we
were close-knit friends. Bully and
IuyScll WSlC duCPtS az IolCnSlC udlT-
splitting. His %ponderous style, which
gave nervous witnesses into his
hands was a direct contrast to my
suave, trenchant manner. When he
shot up with his 'M'lud, 1 object!"
the legal gentlemen in the well would
look up with amused faces in antici-
patton of a wordy duel. No man
better than himself knew how to
bolster up a weak case. No man vas
quicker to seize an opening. A mas
ter of legal artifice, he had hood
winked many a jury by unadulter-
ated bluff.
Engrossed in marshalling my
heads, I scrubbed on, when suddenly
a shadow from behind me crept over
the paper in my hands, and even as
/ slowed round, a strong arm was
thrown round my neck, a cloth was
pressed I'VE my face, the biting
fumes of chloroform assailed my
consciousness. and I passed into a
pleasant dream.
L came back to a knowledge of my
surroundings to find myself gagged,
and in a recumbent position on the