The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-05-09

Nor was Patty to go dowerless to the
altar. The ten pounds she had given.
old Peter in his capacity of pettifog-
ger, when he little know that the bright.
beauty seeking for her lover was his
W kith and kin. was repaid with in
terest, and a bag containing a good
many gold pieces. and well-worn bank
notes, was presented to Patty as a
wedding gift from her penitent grand
father.
Ay, Patty's mother had married a
gentleman, as old Mrs. Urske had told
her-a gentleman who would have
brought her to the workhouse save for
the old woman's interference, who took
her child home to die when little
Patty was born: assuredly he brought
himself to the gutter, and running old
Peter, reduced him from a position of
independence-he was a small landed
squire when Max Schippheim first came
to seek fortune at Arundale-to the pet
tifogging, money-grubbing career into
which first his necessities and then his
inclination had impelled him.
"And now" said Max Schippheim,
"your curiosity shall be gratifed, and
you shall learn hat while you have all
been in search of me. 1 have been 10
Australia"
ITO Australia? ' they exclaimed in
chorus.
Yes. 1 was sent for to Liverpool by
my partner, Aston, because my pres.
ence was necessary to identify a clerk
who had robbed us to a great extent G
few months previously. I started, leav,
ing a note for little Patty with Pau
Brumeau, whom at that momen I be
lieved to be devoted to us both. Need
less to say, he never delivered it
Reaching Skene, a junction about half
way between Arundale and Liverpool, I
met Herbert Aston, who informed me
that it was useless to proceed to Liver
pool, since the man we wanted to con-
Wet had bolted from there, and he as
~certained on good authority was gone
to Plymouth, where he expected to
catch an outward bound ship for Mel
bourne; hat he had studied Bradshaw
for half an hour in my behalf and there
JuoA lliiIG GiiOh6n Luz US W IGdCl
Plymouth. have the escaped felon ar
rested n return by the day and hour
fixed for the wedding. The train which
was to carry us on dashed into the sta
ton al his moment. I had no oppor-
tunity of verifying his statement and
accompanied him. So far he was right;
the Orang-Outang. Australian steamer,
was lying off Plymouth, waiting for
letters and last communications from
shore. We boarded her, accompanied
by a detective in plain clothes Herbert
Aston had had the foresight to provide,
but his information had been incorrect;
no man of the name of our defaulting
clerk vas in the ship, nor, in fact, of
his personal appearance, for, as ill-luck
would have it, l vas on board that ship
for a good many weeks. How it was
managed l know not. whether it was
my fault or Alston's, but during the
hasty search we all made for the man
[ got locked into a cabin and it was
some time before / could get the door
opened. Meanwhile the ship had started
and Aston and the detective had gone
without me.
ut was useless for me to rage or
swear or offer a large sum of money,
which 1 did; nothing would induce the
captain to put back; if we touched at
Cape st. Vincent, which we might do, I
could send a message or land; if not /
must go back from Adelaide. Long be-
fore we reached Cape st. Vincent | was
confined to my berth in a raging fever,
and whether we touched or not l do not
at this moment know. All / do
know is that l made a very wearisome
convalescence and was scarcely able to
be conveyed on shore when we arrived
at Adelaide. I managed, however, as
soon as possible, to find myself on a
home-bound ship. and the thought that
every knot we traversed brought me
to my darling Patty helped to
my spirits and bring me back in
something like my old form of health
and strength"
"And will you not take some mean to
punish those who sent you on his long
and brought about so much
and discomfort" asked Chris
tian, in whom the young blood waxed
hot.
But Max Schippheim only said, smil-
ingly: Let those laugh who win, my
boy. Lady Muriel has lost her little
game; she Will be the greater SUFFERER;
she has been pitting her strength
against mine for some years now, try
ing to distance me and put Aston and
yourself, Christian, in my place"
Christian got very red.
II assure you, Uncle Max, l have
nothing whatever to do with"
MY abduction; no, my boy, / do not
think you have for one moment, or I
should certainly not have the intention
| now entertain of making a handsome
settlement on you the day o marry
my very dear young friend, Miss
Bertha, there."
"And now" said Max Schippheim.
I'VE must be off, or we shall miss the
Come along, Patty. we have
plenty of work in hand to bring the old
place into working order again"