Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-06-25

learned something about London. A sympathetic bobby informed him that no trains would be running until after 5:30 and that. furthermore. no buses would begin to ply until half after [.
 Its tramp 1t or cab it. then. unused the young man mournfully. his long ing gaze seeking nearby cab rank. just then occupied by solitary ham som. driver somnolent on the box. "Otiitpr" he again addressed the DO. llceman. mindful cf The English ax- ium. When in doubt ask bobby "oaicer. when's high tide this morn ing?"
 The bobby produced well worn pocket almanac moistened a massive thumb and ripplcd the pages.
 "London bridge. igh tide twenty minutes arfter 6. sir" he announced. with q glow of satisfaction wholly pardonable in one who combines the functions of perambulating almanac guidebook. encyclopedia and conserv- CT of the peace.
 Klrkwood said something beneath his breath. word iu itself com fortable mouthful and wholesome and emphatic He glanced again at the cab ard groaned. 70 Lord. just das- sent" with which, thanking the bu- reau of Information. he set of rapid ly down Grey's Inn road to find the Aiethea before she sailed Proceeding upon the working hypothesis that Mrs. Hailam was polished liar in most respects, but had tOld the truth sO far as concerned her statement 10 the ef- feet that the gladstone bag contained valuable property, whose ownership remained moot question. though Kirkw0Od was definitely committed 10 the belief that 1t was none of Mrs. Hallams or her sons. he reasoned that the two adventurers, with Doro- thy and their booty, would attempt to leave London by Il water route in the ship Alethea. whose name had fallen from their lips at BPrmondsey Ola Stairs.
 Kirkwood's initial task. then. would be to find the needle in the haystack. The metaphor Is pOor-more properly. to sort out from the hundreds of yes scls of all descriptions at anchor in midstream, moored to the wharfs of longshOre warehouses or in the gigan- tic docks that line the Thames. that one called Alethea. of which he was so deeply mired ln ignorance that he could not say whether she were tramp steamer, coastwise passenger boat. one of the liners that ply between Til bury and all the world channel ferry boat. private yacht Isteam or sail. schooner. four master. square rigger. park ur brigiutlne
 lun,ion had turned over once or twice az was pulling the bedclothes over its heuI ". grumbing about get ing up. but the fly was still sound asleep. when at lprgth he paused for q minutes rest fin front of the Mansion IOUSr and re;lizpd with pIug of despair. that he was completely tuck cred out
 With q sigh he surrendered to the tesh's frailty. An early cabby. crnis. ing up f:o@ Cannon street station on the oG chan@ of tlUdinG some one astir in the city .s:de from the doves and sparrows. sutfrrS3 the surprise of his life when Kirk wooc halted him
 Jump in sir" he tod Kirk wood cheerfully as soon as he had assimilat- ed the latter's demands. ~l knows precisely voucher wants. Leaye 1t all to me"
 The admonition was all but super. f1uous Eirkwood was unable for the time being 10 do aught else than re sign his fate Into another's guidance Once in the cab he slipped insensibiy Into nap and slept soundly on. as reckless of the cabs swift pace and continuous bouncing as of the sunlight glaring full in his tired young face.
 He may have slept twenty minutes. He awOke faint with drowsiness. tin gling from head to toe from fatigue and in distress of queer gualm in the pii of his stomach ,o find the han som at rest and the driver on the step.
 
 shaaing his fare with kindly deterri. nation, "Oh, a right" he assented surlily and by sheer force of will made himself climb out to the side walk. where. having rubbed his eyes. stretched enormously and yaNned dis courteously in the face of the east end he was once more himself and hun drcd times refreshed into the bargain Contentedly he counted shillings into the cabby's palm. the fare named be- Ing one and six.
 ''rhe shilling over Gnd above the tip Is for finding me the waterman and boat" he stipulated
 "Right-o! You'll mind the 'orse minute. sirT'
 Kirkwood nodded. The man touched his hat and disappeared inexplicably Kirkwood. necdlessly attaching him. self to the reins near the animals head. pried his sense of observation open and became alive to the fact that he stood in quarter of London as strangc to him as had been Berraond-