The Montgomery advertiser., 1909-05-09

not stir. He smiled the air again.
| "Oniums" muttered he. A few min
| utes afterward he called aloud 70
Krook that his ledger had committed
suicide.
" course of law, after an Inquest win
I much drinking in the nearby puohe
house, q good deal Of laughter over
| the coroner's witty sallies, and Q gooa
deal Of majestic discipline of the In.
| quisitive populace by the ma1estiS
Tn a hemmed4in churchyard, with
houses looking down on every side' IN
a Uttered, pestiferous. patch of ground
thew lowered their departed fellow man
a few feet into the ground. to ne
raised again in corruption ana Stalk,
an avenging ghost, in the form OF
sickness and epidemic. Then they
turned away with joke and lett mn,
living behind the iron gate that could
not shut in. the poisoned air--aione,
save for a slouching creature in rags
ana flth, who held the iron gate with
his hands and looked In for while
and then, with an old broom, SOFTLY
swept the steps and archway, NUT
tertng hoarsely: HE was very good
to me. He was very good to poor 10
he was"
So the beggarly law writer was for
gotten by all except 10 and one oth-
er. A professional collector OF Sc
crets. Mr. TuIkinghorn, followed up
his quest as devotedly as any collec-
tor Of anything from butterflies TO
stamps.
Thus It happened that not many
days elapsed before Mr.. Tulkinghorn
presented himself again with profess
sional respectfulness before Lady
Dedlock to tell her that he had found
the writer of the document which had
gained the honor of her passing no.
tice.
II found him." said he. hut I found
him dead He lay in q miserable lodg-
ing, wretched. illkempt. SO neglect
ed that / should have considered him
the commonest of the common; but
the surgeon had a notion that he had
been something better once"
."And was there no clue to what he
had been?" asked Lady Dediock. po-
litely stifiing a yawn.
None" said the old lawyer There
was an old portmanteau-but~ no.
there was no clue"
He looked very steadily at Lady
Dedlock while he spoke. Lady +Dedlock
looked very steadily at him Then
she gathered up her wrappings, AMI,
as Mr. TuIkinghorn held open the
door for her. she swept impassive-
ly by him. with her usual fatigued
manner and insolent grace.
In the dark and fog and drizzle of
the next night 10, slouching toward
his kennel, was accosted by a yelled
Her face was yelled. She beckoned
to him and asked: Are you the boy
who was examined at the inquest the
other day?"
10, getting sone indehnahle idea
that a lady was speaking to him, an
swered: Eyes. my lady" ami only
grinned when she replied that she
was not a lady. but a servant.
''Show me all the places-where he
lessly. "Show me where they took
him to. where they buried him. Show
me all the dreadful places"
Again few days and nights pass.
during which Lady Dedloek is as
bored and as important to the polite
Intelligence as ever and Sin Leicester
Dedlock is as important and as proud of
his impeccable station as ever. Then
there comes a night when Inspector
Bucket Of the metropolitan police
'4picks up 10. the crossing sweeper,
ana. leads him. wriggling but too
much awed to protest, to Mr. TullS.
inghorn's chambers.
That's shel" cried 10 as the door
opened and the light fell on a female
figure closely yelled. That's the bon.
net and the gownd ami the vale"
The figure exposed hand. 10 look.
ed puzzled. THAT amt the hand"
The figure spoke. "That amt the
voice." said 10. perplexed
"You can GO" said Mr.. Bucket
"And take care how you talk o.
you'll get into trouble Move on"
AS soon as the door closed behind
him the figure lifted the veil and dis
played the face of My Lady Dedlock's
French maid.
THANK you, MademoiseIie Hor-
tense" said Mr.. Tuikinghorn, and In
spector Bucket politely showed her
down stairs.
TITS all as I thought" said he, re-
turning. There Amt anv dnuht- shas