The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1903-01-01


mans arms.
I II evilly disposed II would be but the
matter Of a moment for the latter to
get possession Of purse and pocket.
book and all valuables- everything, IN
fact-and make Cd, leaving the car.
rlage at once, even at the risk Of bis
life.
1t was a pretty, q plausible theory
enough, and put 1t before the inspect
or with the whole Of the facts.
'Im inclined to agree with you, sir,
always supposing there was any such
man." lie replied. "Your tunnel story
Is o big mouthful to swallow"
"There he goes" whispered, clutch
ing at the inspectors arm and point
ing to the tails Of a check ulster dis
appearing into the booking office. He
must not see me; he might recognize
ME as having been in the north OK.
press. But go-sharp's the word. Find
out where he's booking to and take a
ticket for me to the same place. Here
are a couple Of soverelgns. You'll find
me III the waiting ROOM
X IIc came to nc there, bringing a
ticket for Kings Cross, Me other
mans destination.
Travelling up, no doubt, by the 1906
midnight express, due in London at
2.4O. Mark you now, inspector, want
you TO telegraph to Scotland Yard and
ask them to have detective on the
arrival platform to watch for our
gentleman in check ulster and flap
cape and stop him. ~
Mention my name; tell the office to
look out for me, and we'll arrange fur
Their together"
An electric bell sounded in the sig-
nal box and the inspector cried: Here
she comes! You wait, sir, till the last.
I'll mark the ulster down, to bis car
rlage and I'll put you the next door.
You must be OIL the lookout at Peter
borough and Finsbury Park. He might
get off at one Of those stations
"No fear" said, as got into the
carriage with a parting injunction to
the inspector that he had better tele-
graph also to York, giving the de-
ceased's name, and inform bis rela-
tons in Grantham.
Ny man in the ulster did not move
on the way to town. | was continu.
ally on the lookout, alert and wakeful,
watching In every tunnel We passed
through for some corroboratlon Of my
former experience. In the flying train
probably at this time Of night every
one but myself was sound asleep. The
lights were certainly reflected onto the
brick walls, but no action or Incident.
Nevertheless, | was now quite con.
WINGED that | had made no mistake as
to what had seen.
was close behind the check ulster
directly Its wearer alighted. So was
my friend Mountstuart, the detective,
TO whom, as he ranged alongside, !
whispered:
"Take him straight to the nearest
station will charge him there with
robbery from the person. Mind he
does not sling throw away any stuff"
Except for my caution | believe be
would have got rid Of fat, bulky
pocketbook, but Mountstuart caught
him in the act and took 1t from his
hand. He began to buster, shouting
"What does this mean? How dare you
interefer with me? Who are you?"
"You will hear soon enough" said
Mountstuart quietly. I'm with you.
We are going to Portland road
never saw man SO dumbfoundcd.
He was a dark-eyed, lantern jawed,
cadayerous looking, and he was SILVER
Ing, no doubt with the sudden shock Of
bis unexpected arrest He gave his
name at the station as Gregory Car.
stairs, a commercial traveller, and 1t
came out that he had had business
dealings with Mr.. Bateman. The
had been irresistible when
he held the dead man in his arms to
search and despoll him. He thought
1t was quite safe; no once could know
Of bis presence in the carriage, and
the sudden death would be attributed
to natural causes.
His possession Of the stolen property
was enough to secure his conviction for
theft, the only charge pressed, for
death had really been from heart
failure My evidence as to what had
seen was heard In court, and heard
with mixed feeling In which incredul.
ty predomlnated. The judge and some
others were sufficiently interested,
however. to put my statement to the
lest by actual experiment on the I'm.
foreground Railway, and the fact Of
The telltale reflection was triumphantly
proved
The next time met the guard Of
that night express he was very crest
fallen and admitted that lie had made
III ass Of himself. The Taller.
Family Troubles.
Tho stories Of strangely mixed DrO-