The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-04-30

a springy step, which showed U.at
the huge frame was an active
as il las strong. He closed the door
behind him. and then he stood with
clenched hands and heaVing breast,
choking down some overmastering emo
ton
sit down, Captain Croker. You
got my telegram"
our visitor sank into an armchair,
and looked from one to the other OF Us
with Questioning eyes
L got your telegram, and I came at
the hour you said. 1 heard that you
had been down to the Office. There
was no getting away from you. Let's
hear the worst What are you going to
do with me? Arrest me? Speak out,
man, You can't sit there and play
with me like a cat with a mouse"
Give him cigar said Holmes.
Bite on that. Captain Croker, and
don't let your nerves run away with
you 1 should not sit here smoking
with you if I thought that you were
a common criminal, You may be sure
OF that. Be frank with me and we may
do some good. Play tricks with me,
and I'll crush you"
What do you wish me to do?'
ITO give me a true account of all
that happened at the Abbey Grange
last night-a true account. mind you,
with nothing added and nothing taken
1
you go one inch off the straight, I'll
blow this police whistle from my win
dow and the affair goes out Of my
hands forever"
The sailor thought for a little Then
he struck his leg with his great sun
burned hand.
Til chance it," he cried. Il believe
you are a man of your word. and a
white man, and I'll tell you the whole
story. But one thing I viii say first
So far as l am concerned, regret moth
ing and l fear nothing. and 1 would
do it all again, and be proud of the
JOB. Damn the beast. if he had az
many lives as a cat, he would owe
them all to me! But it's the lady,
Mary-Mary Fraser-foT never viii I
call her by that accurSed name. When
I think of getting her into trouble 1
who would give my life just to bring
one smile to her face. it's that that
turns my soul into water. And yet
and yet-what less could do2 I'll tell
you my story, gentlemen, and then III
ask you, as man to man, what less
could I do.
Il must go back bit. You seem to
know everything, so I expect that you
know that I met her when she was a
passenger and ] was first officer OF the
Rock OF Gibraltar. From the first day
met her, she was the only woman to
me. Every day of that voyage I loved
her more, and many time since have
1 kneeled down in the darkness of the
night watch and kissed the deck e. of
that ship because 7 knew her dear
feet had trOd it. she was never en-
gagged to me- She treated me as fairly
as ever a woman treated a man. I
have no complaint to make It was all
love on my side, and all good connrade-
ship and friendship on hers. When we
parted she was a free woman. but I
could never again be a free man.
Next time 1 came back from sea, I
heard Of her marriage. Well why
shouldn't she marry whom she liked?
Title and money-who could carry
them better than she? She was born
for all that is beautiful and dainty
didn't grieEe over her marriage. [ was
not such a selfish hound as that. I
just rejoiced that good luck had come
her way, and that she had not thrown
herself away On d penniless sailor.
That's how 1 loved Mary Frazer.
wei, 1 never thought to see her
again, but last voyage l was promoted,
launched, so ! had to wait for a
couple of months with my people at
Sydenham. One day out i'm a country
lane 1 met Theresa Wright, her old
maid She told me all about
her. about him, about everything.
l tell you, gentlemen, it nearly drove
me mad. This drunken hound, that he
should dare to raise his hand to her
whose boots he was not worthy to licki
/ met Theresa again. Then I met Mary
herself-and met her again. Then she
would meet me no more. But the other
day =ad a notice that / was 60 start
on my voyage within a week. ana / de-
termined that would see her once be-