The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1904-01-29


prevent him from exerting his best en-
deavors in the case had no desire to
quarrel with him, but he did not dis
turb, in the slightest degree, my faith
in Donald. The matter of the position
Of the packages had settled that, not to
mention Donald's accurate knowledge1
Of the amounts contained in them. i
have never been able to remember why
]. divided the money in that way, but
there was no reason why I should have
mentioned the circumstance to any one.
= My opinion at that time was that Don.
aldson might know about 1t, though l
could not positively recall having told
him. We knew the total amount, and
so did Carl Archer and Jim Bum, but
it was certainty that none Of these
persons had given Donald his informa.
ton.
1t was about 8 o'clock when we got
into the factory, and during an hours
time nothing Of Importance occurred.
The night was windy and dark. We
could get very imperfect view from
our window, for the lamp in the street
was dim and very much blown about.
Once we thought we saw the figure of
Reedy. crouching beside the Office and
occasionally our watchman appeared in
the roadway between the two build
ings.
This utter monotony Of waiting set
our nerves on edge, and when the whis.
/, tie Of the 10. o'clock train blew we
dumped as If 1t had been an unusual
sound. 1t seemed very loud and star.
tling.
A fine rain had begun to fall, but we
did not know of 1t until we saw the
top of covered carriage that passed
along the roadway glitter with tho
moisture. 1t was carriage that did
not remeEaber to have seen in Tun.
bridge, and l communicated this fact
to Donald in whisper, though l. fancy
we might have spoken aloud without
doing any harm.
The carriage passed rapidly just as
the train whistled. and thought there
must be somebody in it who was hur-
rying to. the; station. but 1 could see no
one at all. Half minute later our
watcbman paused directly in front of
the window. He lighted his pipe and
the match made great fare in the
dark. Then, after he had smoked q
bit. he suddenly thrust. his pipe into
his pocket and ran toward the office.
Curiosity got the better of me, and
softly raised the window. The sound
OF angry voices came from beyond the
smaller building The words were in
distinguishable at first, and then
heard Reedy say. with precision and
convictions: -
you're Scotch Dayy: that's who you
are. I've been looking for you"
Again there was tangled jargon,
ending. as before, In the supremacy Of
Reedy's cold tones. yi,,. -, 9.
You're tie watchman. eh 2" said he
"Well.. you're a nice kipd 'of a watch
man. you arel There's two men in the
factory building at this minute, and
you don't know anything about It.
!, Who am II Mr.. Harrington will intro
~ me. Catch hold Of the other wing
us old jailbird. and we'll go and
q tour boss.''
aid and ! dropped out of the win
dc "a ran into the street. where we
en-; cred the trio, who were all
tall It once!
n him into the Office" called
and <ed the way
As ! struck a light I heard Donald
at my elbow. He seemed to be greatly
agitated, and he was muttering: "This
is dreadful! This is DREADFUL
Immediately Reedy and the watch
man stalked in with their prisoner
Each Of the officers had revolver In
his disengaged hand, and they were
using these weapops in .smpbntic ges-
ticulatJons Eskads q. strong tetnptation
to dSdae beifkd my desk in the FACE
Of this recklessness.
The prisoner at the first glance
seemed to answer Donald's description
wonderfully well exceDt In the matter