The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-05-19
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the coffee was brought; drank 1t and immediately all became strange. The room whirled around and flashes of fire seemed to come between us. I lay like one dead on the floor and was turned over by a foot. There were feet trampling about, and saw figure | like myself, dressed in my clothes and with my valise in his hand.
 Then came angry words and blows a struggle, and I saw the figure that looked like me struck down. After that I remember nothing more until was sliding down something like a tube and came into the cold waters of the river. They seemed to partially revive me, and. the instinct of life re- turning. I began to struggle. and finally crawled out. more dead than alive, onto the stones of a causeway
 q had a belt around my waist with small amount of money in it, and when sufficiently recovered sought an inn and reappeared as Julius Handford l to indentify my own body. It was awful to see Radfoot lying there in the morgue, looking so like me and with my clothes on! Why had Radfoot tried to murder me? Evidently with the idea of appearing as John Harmon. Why had he been murdered? That I shall never know. But know enough
 
 more about 1t than I do.
 50 John Harmon disappeared, Julius Handford disappeared and John Roke- smith was born. John Rokesmith to- night tried to repair a wrong which he Is bound by every consideration to remedy. John. Rokesmith will per severe in his duty"
 When Lizzie Hexam received the written exoneration of her father. she felt unspeakable relief; but satisfac- tion was tempered by her own situa- ton. Bradley Headstone, aided and abetted by her brother. had demanded fiercely that she have nothing to do with Wrayburn. He had declared passionately that she should and must be his, and Eugene, in his languid way had spoken words to her which filled her with distress because of their clear meaning that he loved her. Bradley she feared and hated, Eugene she-loved; {; but there was such an impossible social gulf between them that she thought 1t could never be crossed with justice to either of them.
 So Lizzie disappeared-went away off into the country and got work in a paper mill; and only the little dolls dressmaker knew where was-she and benevolent old Jew, a patriarch named Riah. who had befriended her and who had procured her the place. Through the death of one of Mrs Boffins proteges, which happened at the village where Lizzie worked, Mrs Boffin came to know. MT. Boffin cana to know, and Bella not only came to know, but she and Lizzie, with only one interview, became warm friends which was singular for such a cold hearted mercenary creature as Bella believed herself to be and tried to make her. self.
 But Eugene Wrayburn did not know. and Bradley Headstone did not know: and Bradley followed Eugene all over London, night after night under the mistaken supposition that the lawyer her secreted Lizzie somewhere and was going to see her.
 Meanwhile MT. Wegg had succeeded beyond his most sanguine expectations fin getting into position to bring to the grindstone the nose of the Minion of Fortune and the Worm of the Hour'' ---as he gracefully expressed 1t always He had found in the dust heaps a will made by old Harmon six months after he had made the will which had been proved at Doctors Commons by virtue of which the Golden Dustman held his gold.
 The precious document thus discover ed by Wegg had been hidden, inclosed in tin box, In one of the dust heaps at Boffin's Bower and the literary man had stuck against 1t with his iron probe.
 This will read that he, Old HarInon. gave to Nicodemus Boffin the little mound among the dust piles, which is quite enough for him, and the rest of my money to the Crown"
 Now" said Mir. Wegg to Mir. Venus, as the two cronies sat over their rum and water at Boffin's Bower. we'll come down on him. partner; we'll come down on him One night. MT. Venus, when he was a-pokin' around among the dust piles, you remember that you and me seen him dig up Dutch bottle.