Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-06-10

ana TO persuade him to go home to his
friends. His excited and rather confused
manner, his fantastic story of a sort of
general conspiracy to kill him. and the
ABSURD reference to the doctor who tried
TO confirm my first impression that he
ly interested
DID they steal anything ?"he asked
Divil a shtick but me door-key. an
that they TUX home an lift in the door"
come i GPsnf Sa his ssd office ID door pr,
tnls You come, too, Brett
Inc Irlshman and 1 followed him into
the inner office, where, shutting the door
hewitt suddenly turned on the Irishman
ana exclaimed sharply: Then you've
still got it?"
He looked keenly in the mans eyes.
out the only expression there was one of
surprise.
Got ut?" said the Irishman Got
fwhat sor? 1t ut you're thinkin I've got
the horrors as well as the POLISH
Hewitts gaze relaxed. sit down, sit
down" he said. You've still got your
weren't robbed?'
'Oh, that? Glory be, 1 have ut still!
though for how long-or me own head
TOT that matter-in this state of besiege-
ment, I cannot say"
Now" said Hewitt, Il want a full, true
and particular account Of yourself and
your dolng e. for the last week. First,
"Leamy's my name, sor- Michael
Leamy.'
Lately from Ireland?"
Over from Dublin this last blessed We'd
nesday. and crool bad poundherin' ut was
Looking for work?'
That is my PURSUIT. at prisint, sor.''
Did anything noticeable happen before
these troubles OF yours began-anything
here in London or on the journey?"
Sure the Irishman smiled part ay the
way thraveled first-class by favor av the
gyard;; an got a small job before lift the
train"
How was that? Why did you travel
first class part of the way7"
There was station fwhere we shtopped
afther long run. an I got down to take
the cramp out av me joints an take a
taste av drink l overshtayed somehow.
an. whin 1 got to the train, begob 1t was
on the move. There was first-class car
rye door opin right forninst me- an into
that the gyard Grams me holus- bous There
was JUICE of a foine jintleman sittn there,
an he stares at me outrageous, but / was
not dishcommoded. bein' onbashful by
natur'. We thraveled along a heap aV
miles more, till we came near London.
Afther we had shtopped at station where
they TUX tickets We whit ahead aRin, an
prisintly. as we rips through some udther
station. up jumps the jintleman opposite,
swearin' hard undher his tongue, an looks
out at the windy. thought this train
shtopped here seq he"
Chalk Farm" observed Hewitt with
nod.
The name 1 do not know. sor, but that's
fwhat he said Then he looks at me onaisy
for a little. an at last he SEE: 'Wud We
loike a small job, me good man, well paid?'
Faith seq l, tbs that will suit me
WELL
Then. see here seq he, I should have
got out at that station. havin' particular
business; havin missed, l must sen a tele-
grammer from Euston. Now here's a bag
seq he. "a bag full of important papers for
my solicitor-imporrtant to me, ye onder-
shtand, not worth the shine av a brass
fardenfarden to a sowl else-an' l want EN-
TUX on to him. Take you this bag he seq,
an go you straight out wild 1t at Euston
an get cab. l shall stay in the station a
bit TO see to the telegrammer. Dhrive out
av the station, across the road outside, an
walt there five minutes by the clock Ye
ondershtand? Wait five minutes an
maybe III come an join we. If l don't twill
be becase L m detained unexpected, an then
ven dhrive to my solicitor straight. Here's
his address, if ye can read writin,' an he
put ut on piece aV paper. He gave me
half-a-crown for the cab, an l TUX his
bag
"One nomenclature you the paper with
the address now?"
II have not, sor. 1 missed ut afther the
blayguards overset me yesterday; but the
solicitors name was Hollams, an a liberal
jintleman wild his money he was, too, by
that same token"
What was his address?'
Twas in Chelsea, and twas Gold or
Golden something. which 1 know by the
good token av fwhat he gave me; but the
number l misremember."
Hewitt turned to his directory. Gold
street is the place, probably" he said. ''and
it seems to be a street chiefly of private
houses. You would be able to point out the
house if you were taken there, l suppose?"
II should that, sor: indade, ] was think
in av goin there an tellin' Misther Hol-
lams all my throubles. him havin' been so
kind"
Now tell me exactly what instructions
the man in the train gave YOU and what
happened?"
He seq: You ask for Misther Hollams,
an nobody else. Tell him we've brought
the sparks from Misther W."
l fancied l could see sudden twinkle in
Hewitts eye. but he made no other sign,
and the Irishman proceeded.
Sparks? SEE l. Yes, sparks he.
Misther Hollams will know; it's our jokin'
word for EN-; sometimes papers is sparks
when they set a lawsuit ablaze he
LATED. But be sure We say the sparks from
Misther w.. he SEE again: bekase then
he'll know ye're jinuine an he'll pay ye
handsome. Say Misther w. SEE you're to
have your reg lars. If We like. Dye mind
that?
LAY seq /, that I'm to have my reg
lars
of the station TUX the cab, an did all as
he towld me. / waited the foive minuts.
but he niver came, so off ! druv to Misther
Hollams, and he threated me han some.
sor.'
Yes, but tell me exactly all he did,
'Misther Hollams, sor2' SEE l. Who are
We? SEE he. Mick Leamy, sor,' SCI l, from
Misther w. wild the sparks Oh seq he,
thin come in / wint in. They're in here.
are they?' SEE he, takin the bag. They
are, sor.' seq !, an Misther w. seq I'm to
have me reg lars You SHALL seq he.
What shall We say, nova fnnip?
'Fwhat's that sor?' seq l. Oh seq he I
s'pose ye're new hand; five quid-onder-
shtand thatT
"Begob, did ondershtand II. an moighty
PLACED was to have come to place where
they pay five-pun' notes for carryin' bags.
So whin he asked me was l new to London
an shud kape in the same line av business
l towld him I shud for certin, or anythin'
else payin like it. Right, SEE he;
let me know whin we've got anythin'-
yen find me all right An he winked
frindly. Faith. that know 1 shall. sor,
seq l, wild the money safe in me pockut; an
l winSed him back conjanial. I've a smart
family about me-, SEE he. an l treat 'em all
fair an liberal An, saints, / thought It
likely his family 'ud have all they wanted,
seem he was free-handed wild a stranger.
Thin he asked me where / was alvin in
London, and. when l towld him nowhere,
he towld av room in Musson street,