Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-10-23

present OF that trip"
tenancy of Johnson's News would not
be disturbed before the 31st. OF course
her death was known to the firm, but
their written promise to her was YER
bally confirmed to Philip by the man
ager. 1t was now the 25th. He had five
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 fare?'' demanded the
cabman angrily, looking up and down
the street.
Drive me to Holborn vladuct, quick
said the boy, with his foot ON the step
Cabby eyed him with scorn.
Whats the gyme" he growled.
dyer tyke me for mug, or what?"
"Oh, don't talk so muchr' cried Phil
ip impatiently. Are you afraid l won't
pay you? See! If you lose no more
time, will give you this" and he held
up two shilling piece for the cab
mans edification.
1t is difficult to surprise your true
Cockney whip The man carefully fold
ed the evening paper he had been
reading, stuffed it under the strap
which held his rug and cape and CHR
, suTed to his horse:
Kim up, lazy bone. We've got a
millionaire crossin' sweeper inside.
| What, no! Any bloomin' perfession is
, better n drivin' a keb."
The run was shorter than Philip an
ticipated. but, true to his promise, he
proffered the two shillings.
The cabman looked at him. Some
thing in the boys face seemed to strike
! him as curious, and, Notwithstanding
Philips rags, his skin was scrupulously
clean.
Cow on" he cried. "I'll make yer
a present Of that trip. 'Ope it'll Civ yer
fresh stawt in the world. Kim up,
will yer!' And the hanson swung
away into the traffic, leaving the boy
standing on the pavement on the north
side of the viaduct. He made mental
note Of the cabs number. 1t was easy
to remember-three 9's and a 9-and
! walked on toward Hatton Garden.
Meanwhile the cabman after varying
luck drove to his yard, changed horses,
secured a fare to theater and Joined
the Haymarket rank while he took a
meal In the cabmen's shelter.
whats today's bettin' on the Ma
| tionalr he asked a friend.
The evening paper was passed. and
he cast an eye over its columns Sud-
denly he ripped out string OF express
sions that amazed his companions.
Whats the matter. Jimmie? Miss.
| ed % to / chance at LincolnT
Great Scott, thought he'd lift the
roof off!'
go easy, mate. There's lydies out
side"
, But the cabman still swore and gaz-
ed round eyed at the sheet. And this
| Is what he read:
The boy, Philip Morland, whose pos
session OF a collection of tneteoric dia.
| monds of great value has created so
much sensation, was brought up on re-
mand today at the Clerkenwell police
| court and released. Mr. Abingdon thought
| fit to hear the case in camera, so this rag
! ged urcbin is wandering about London
/ again with a pocketful OF gems. He was
! last seen entering a cab in the neighbor-
| hood Of the police court, and inquiry by
| our representative at the Hatton Garden
Offices of Mr. Isaacstein, the diamond
! merchant, whose name has figured In
connection with the case, ELECTED the In.
formation that Morland called there about
| 3 p. m. Mr.. Isaacstein positively refused
/ to make any further statement for publi-
\ cation, but 1t is probable that develop
ments In this peculiar and exciting AFFAIR
| viii take place at any moment.