The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1904-11-17
CHAPTER xxu.-fContinued.)

[ was just going to leave, when Mr..
Montgomery came ur TO me again, dress
Cd for the street.
81 can't find it now, Silas; l will bring
Il home with me and you can do it to-
morrow"
Vexed and annoyed at this trifing, l
ran round to the front of the house.
But to re-enter the pit was impossible.
The people were crowding out in one
dense stream; so 1 was obliged to stand
aside until my companions should APP
pear. or until the passage was suffi-
eiently cleared for me to go back to
seek them.
l had not stood there many seconds
before l saw Mrs. Wilson forcing her
Delf through the crowd, and looking wild
b about her. She caught sight of me in
IN instant.
Where is Clara?' she cried. gasping
tor breath. 81 have lost her IN the
crowd. Some men pushed between us,
and separated her from me; and from
that moment I have lost sight of her.
Look about you. She must be in the
street"
The audience were now dispensing in
all directions. Up and down, in and out
eagerly sought for her, but she was
nowhere to be seen. Mrs. Wilson, stand
Ing in a doorway, trembling and wiring
ing her hands, soon collected a small
crowd round her.
Had they seen a young lady, In
black dress, with long golden hair!' she
never ceased asking.
At last a man suggested that the POI
-
the door during the latter part Of the
performance was the most likely person
to have seen her.
Eyes. He had seen a young person an
swering the description. She had been
one among the first OF the crowd to come
aown the passa. She looked as II she
had lost some :. When she got into
the street you nan touched her upon
the arm and SAL. something. and she
walked away with him. Then he lost
sight Of her.
What was the man like?' / asked.
"Oh, he was a youngish, smooth-faced
fellow, with a cap on" was the reply.
The very man who had beckoned me
out of the pit. 1t was a plot. then;
but by whom originated, and for what
purpose?
Take cab; go to Bow street police
station at once. and l will follow you in
few minutes" l said to Mrs. Wilson.
Back | rushed to the stage door. Had
Mr.. Montgomery left the theater? He
bad followed out at my heels, was the
answer.
Suddenly 1 bethoughr me of the public
house frequented by Josiah and Mr.
Montgomery. Away l ran thither. No:
they had not been there that evening
Then l went down to Bow street. where
I found Mrs. Wilso., more dead than
alive, giving her deposition.
Are you quite certain that the young
lacy has not gone of of her own free
will?-some sweethearting case, per
haps-only for little walk-met some
one she knew, and finding that she had
missed you, he has taken her home:
suggested the functionary who was TAX
ing down the dispositions.
pray disabuse yonr mind of such an
idea, the young ally in question has no
friends except taose you see here
knows no others--associates with no
others"
The solemn earnestness of my tones
seemed to convince him of his error, for
from that time he gave us a more seri-
eus attention
"a description shall be sent to the diff
ferent heats and police stations, and you
had better issue bills. and il you care
&c 60 to the expense, advertise in the
daily papers. If we hear anything, we
will let you know. But you can make
your mind easy upon one point-at least,
think so: wherever she is. she has
gone with her own free will. There's
no accounting for the vagaries of girls. !"
Both myself and Mrs. Wilson felt very
angry at the light and skeptical manner
In which a subject so momentous to US
was treated; but the officer only smiled
1T our warmth.
Mrs. Wilson expressed her intention
Of issuing bills early the next morning.
offering a reward for her discovery.
There was nothing more to be done in
that place, for the cab was waiting.
and / persuaded her to return home inn
mediately. She implored me to accom-
pany her. No, would search the neigh
bcrhood; l might chance to get some
hdings.
Finding that all her entreaties were
IN vain, the old lady reluctantly depart
ID alone.
Mr.. Jonathan was standing upon the
doorstep When the cab drove up. Before
the cabman could descend from the box,
he had the door open.
Where is she-where Is Clara 2" he
asked, seeing but one person within.
Too utterly terrified and bewildered to
think of the od3ity of such a question
from a stranger whom she had never
seen before. Mrs. Wilson could only gasp,
"She is gone-run away with"
Ten minutes afterwards, Mr.. Jona-
than jumped into the cab that had
brought her home, and which he ordered
to stay. ITO the Bow street police
station as fast as you can drive,r he
cried
All that night wandered about in a
frenzied state up and down the streets,
down by the river. / know not where.
It came on to rain, and l was soaked
10 the skin. Still. hour after hour, lin
gered about the same spot: the dawn
broke and merged into broad daylight,
and the hustle of the day began, yet still
L could not tear mrs " away; the pass
ers-by shrank from me-they must have
thought me an escaped. lunatic. At last,
felt that nature could hold out no long
er: that must fab down upon the
pavement il walked about any longer.
/ can remember dragging myself down
to my lodging. throwing myself in my
wet clothes upon the bed, and then
all is blank
A r,<y~r0r,