The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-05-25
THE MISSISSIPPI
, BUBBLE !.
NJ EMERSON ROUGH
Author of The Story of the Cowboy"
1.-THE Girl at the Hallway House. - Etc.
tcopyrisht. 1908. BY Emerson Housh.,
CHAPTER XII.
FOR FELONY.

Cf1AflER XII.
FOR FELONY.
Late In the afternoon of the day
following the encounter in Blooms
bury square, little group of excited
ioiterers filled the entrance and pas.
sage way at So Bradwell street, the
former lodgings of the two young gen
temen from Scotland. The motley as
semblage seemed for the most part tt
make merry at the expense of Ger
tain messenger boy, who bore a Ions
wicker box, which presently he shifted
from his shoulder to a more convent.
ent resting place on the curb.
do zee look at un," said one an
cient dame. "He! he! Hath parcel OF
fine clothes for the tall gentleman was
up in third floor! He! he! Clothes
for Mr. Law, indeed"
"Fine clothes, eh?" cried another, q
portly dame of certain years. ''Much
fine clothes he'll need where hem
gone"
Eyes, indeed, that he will ma. Bad
luck twas to Mary Cullen as took I'm
Into her house. Now she's no lodging
money for her rooms, and her dodgers
be both in Newgate; least ways, one
Of un."
"Ah now, It's pity for Mary Cullen,
she do need the money so much"
Shut We all your mouths, the lot O.
you," cried Mary Cullen herself, ap-
pearing at the door. '"Tis not she is
needing the little money, for she has
At right here in the corner of her apron.
Every silver Mary Cullen's young men
said they'd pay they paid, like the
gentlemen they were. I'll warrant the
raggle of we would do we'll to make out
fine as Mary Cullen hath
"Oh, now, is that true, Mary Cullen?"
said a voice. "'Twas said that these
two were noble folk come here for the
sport of it."
What else but true? Do you never
tnow the look of gentry? My fakes,
Ill warrant the young gentleman is
hack within fortnight. His brother,
-he younger one, said to me hisself but
that very morn, his brother was him
nocent as child; that he was obliged
to strike the other man for fear of his
own life. Now, what can judge do but
turn un loose? Four sovereigns he
gave me this very morn. What else
can judge do but turn I'm free? Tell
me that, now!"
WELL" said the apprentice, with a
certain superiority in his air. 81 dare
wait no longer. My master said the
gentleman was to have the clothes this
very afternoon. So if to prison he be
gone, to prison must l go too" Upon
which he set off doggedly, and so re-
moved one of the main causes for the
assemblage at the curb.
The apprentice was hungry and
weary enough before he reached the
somber portals, yet his insistence wor
past gate-keeper and turnkey, one
after another, till at length he reached
the jailer who adjudged himself fit tc
pass upon the stolid demand that the
messenger be admitted with the parcel
for John Law, Esquire. late of Brad
well street, marked urgent, and col
lect fifty sovereign5. The humor OF
all this appealed TO the jailer nightly
Send him along" he said. And the
boy came in. much dismayed but still
faithful to ,l1s trust.
Some Clothes" said the apprentice
"Soma very fine clothes. They are OF
our best"
Ha! haH' roared the jailer. Here
Indeed be a pretty jest. Much need
he'll have of fine clothes here. He'll
soon take his clothes OFF the rack like
the rest, and happen it fits him well
very well. Take back your box, boy
OF stay, let's have look int"
The jailer was man not devoid OF
wisdom. Fine clothes sometimes went
with long purse, and long purse
might do wonders to help the comfort
ef any prisoner in London, as we'll as
The comfort Of his keeper. Truly his
eyes opened wide as he saw the con-
tents of the box. He felt the lapel of
tho coat, passing it approv1ngly be-
tween his thumS and finger well,
cen set We down the box, lad," said
ne. ''and welt till see where Mr..
Law has gone. Hum, hum! What saith
he record? Charged that said pris-
oner did kill-hum, hum! Taken of
said John Law six sovereigns, three
shillings and sixpence. Item, one snuff
box. gilt. Hour Of ADMISSION, ave
o'clock of the afternoon. We shall see,
We shall see."
Sir" said the jailer. approaching
$he pr:soner and his brother, who both