Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-06-05

ageF. It was now the 25th. He had Ave
 clear days, perhaps six, in which to make all his arrangements. The forced seclusion of the prison had helped him in one way-it gave him a programme a detailed plan. Each step had been carefully thought out, and Isaacstein's office was the first stage in the cam. paign.
 A prowling hanson passed. Philip \ whistled.'
 Where's the faref demanded the cabman angrily. looking up and down the street. e c-
 Drive me to Holborn viaduct. quick" i" said the boy. with his foot on the step.
 Cabby eyed him with scorn.
 Whats the gymeY' he growled. "D'yer tyke me for mug, or what?"
 ''oh, don't talk so muchp cried Phil ip impatiently. "Are you afraid won't pay youi Seel If you lose no moro time. I will give you this" and he held up a two shilling piece for the cab mans edlfication.
 It Is difficult to surprise your true Cockney whip. The man carefully fold ca the evening paper De had been reading. stuffed it under the strap which held his rug and cape and chir- ruped to his horse:
 kim up. lazy bone! We've got a millionaire crossin' sweeper inside. What, ho! Any bloomin' profession Is better n drivin' 6 keb."
 The run was shorter than Philip an- ticipated. but, true to his promise. he profered the two shillIngs.
 The cabman looked at him. Some thing in the boy's face seemed to strike him as curious, and, notwithstanding Philips rags, his skin was scrupulously clean.
 Cow on." he cried. "Tll make yer a present of that trip. 'ope it'll giv yer a fresh stawt in the world. Kim up. will yerT' And the hanson swung away Into the trafiic, leaving the boy standing on the pavement on the north side of the viaduct. He made a mental note of the cabs number. It was easy to remember-three Ss and a 0-and walked on toward Hatton Garden.
 Meanwhile the cabman after varying luck drove to his yard. changed horses, secured a fare to a theater and joined the Haymarket rank while he took a meal in the cabmen's shelter.
 Whats today's bettin' oh the Ma tioualy' he asked a friend.
 The evening paper was passed. and he cast an ere over it's columns. Sud denly he ripped out a string of expres- sions that amazed his companions.
 What's the matter. Jimmie7 Miss cd a 20 to 1 chance at LlncolnY'
 Great Scott, thought he'd lift the roof oTl-
 GO easy. mate There's lydies out sIde.-
 But the csbran stin swore and gar ed round eyed at the sheet And this Is what be read:
 The boy. Phnip Moriand. whose pos session Of a collection Of nleteoric dia- nonds Of great vzius has created 90 mEch sensation. vas brought up on re- nzad today at the C7erkenweil police roarf and released Mfr. Abingdon thought st to hear the case in camera. 90 this rag rsd urckin is wandering about London again with a pocke1fzi of sers He was last seen entering a cab in the nsighbor- bod of the po,ics court. ard f1cuiry by -ur representative at the Hatton Garden s7ces of Mir Iszzcs1eEn- the diamond merchant. whoss nane hzz figured h or11ec1te1 ufth ths czse. e1tritsd fhe h. ror-atioa that M1-iz11 csIisf there about pg z- Nr. Fsssestein puz5Fely rsf1zed io rake arT fErfker Etzter{nt for pzhtI- ,afts1. kzt t hs probable &kzt dsFeIop- -zr1 n ftlz r<r1.lzr a-E Exrfrfrg srsir