The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1909-07-18

had been there several hours, my
heart shot UP In my mouth. for there at
the entrance was my man-there could
be no mistaking him. He had small
bag In his hand, and this gave me a
seconds uneasiness for I had not been
told Of any habit of his going to a theatre
with satchel. He walked over to the
corner and took a Broadway car going
downtown. Standing on the platform of
the car I began to have my doubts. II 1
secretly looked at his photograph once
as we Travelled along 1 looked at 1t a
dozen times; but at length was satisfied
that did not have the wrong man. But
this fear was crushed only to have an
other spring UP In its place.
"A man carrying satchel is proba-
bly, going neutrality-suspicious. he was
going to Europe? For the first time
in my life felt that $40 was a small
sum of money, for( following my in
structions, I meant to go to the end
of the earth with him, and 1 vaguely
knew that 1t costs more than 500 to
go to Europe
"At Courland street he got off-there
was no Twenty-third street ferry in
those days-and walked leisurely to-
ward the ferry. had come from a
Pennsylvania village near Pittsburg,
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along the line in case he should take
that road. I figured it out-curious,
isn't 1t, that I should remember this?-
that man of his size and general ap-
pearance-he was a f1ne-looking fell
low-would not be going to Newark
and I was even doubtful about Tren-
ton, although / could conceive that as
possible. 1t seemed to me that he
ought to go to at least Philadelphia
I didn't dare get close enough to him
when he bought his ticket to find out
where he was going, I was so scared
For all I knew he might shoot me on
sight II he knew that I was shadow
ing him, as had not been given the
slightest inkling as to why he was be-
ing trailed.
Following my plan, however, I
bought a ticket to Trenton. 1t was a
pretty good guess he got on train
bound for Philadelphia took a seat in
the parlor car, and I, foxy youth that
I was, sat in the regular coach in the
next car, and at every stop watched
who got on.
AT Trenton he was still on, and I
gave the conductor money to pay my
fare to the next stop-I think it was
Bristol. When my man didn't get off
there and I gave the conductor money
again to pay my fare to the next stop,
which was Philadelphia, the latter be-
gan to get suspicious and nasty, think
ing, as l know now. that probably I
was testing him. Lucky for me there
were no more cash fares necessary, or
that conductor might have thrown me
on the train.
cat Philadelphia my man got off and
went to a fashionable hotel that had Just
been opened, left his bag, came cut, got
in cab and drove to house on North
Twenty-second street trailed along In
another cab, and, as had been told
something about cabs, I kept mine stand
ing around the corner all the time he
was in the house. He was out little
before II, took street car down to the
hotel, went over to the station, and as
saw him buy berth for the midnight
train, l bought one, too. 1t was safe
guess that he was going back to New
York. And I was right. l had the good
luck to get the berth next to his, and I
tumbled in, feeling that / had kept out Of
his sight during the whole time that I
had been shadowing him. I knew what
time the train would get in. and made