The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-12-19


 Haredale, whom he had seen and of whom he had become enamored. So little conspiracy of abduction was entered into, which Hugh joined with the intention of ultimately killing Tappertit and possess ing Dolly Warden himself.
 A mob. led and urged on by Hugh who ragged like very demon and whom Sir John Chester had taken particular pains to excite against Haredale. started for The Warren. Along the highway they poured shouting. drunken body of men, crazed by liquor and excite ment. At one time, as they were pass ing along & street where flood of rum was running down the gutter, flood which some one had set on fire, Hugh threw himself down upon his stomach and drank of the blazing liquor. So they passed on into the country, to The Warren, pausing long enough at the Maypole to pillage it, drink up or de- stroy the liquor there and leave old John Wilet bound in his chair staring, speeches.. his slow wits unable to com- prehend fully what had happened.
 It is needless to say that Sir, John Chester had arranged through Hugh for the destruction of The Warren. The polished Sir John had determined to have Haredales life if possible, to accomplish the destruction of his ancestral home at any rate. All his life he had hated Haredale and his hatred had grown with years Haredale had never done him any particular harm-but he hated him hn Had nj When the disorders in London had be- gun Emma Haredale and Dolly Warden had taken refuge in The Warren, it be- ing thought a safer place for them than the city The young women were taken prisoners and conveyed to London while the mob utterly destroyed the home of the Haredales.
 It was Hugh and Tappertit together with one Simon, professional hangman enamored of his business, who acted as guards to Emma and Dolly, and they were lodged in an obscure house belong ing to Simon. The foul Simons idea was to make all the trouble he could, and, then at the proper time, to betray such of the rioters as he was able to fasten crimes upon in order that he might have material upon which to display his handiwork-perhaps to reap rewards for his treachery to those when he had in duced to crime.
 Haredale fearing that the mob would attack the Warren, made his way thither. But he came too late. He found the mob gone and his home mass of smoking ruins. Such of the ~~.<l, ,t.~ I of their courage accompanied Haredale to the distressful scene. As the unhappy gentleman gazed upon what remained of that which had for so many generations been the home of his race, his heart Wrung also with dread as to what had become of his niece, man was seen proving about the crunioled walls. patch of moonlight fell upon him, and Solomon Daisy cried out "The ghost the ghost.' Haredals drew his sword and sprang at the prowicr with fury. He had him down and his sword at his throat in a moment. villain cried Haredale, dead and buried as all men supposed through your internal arts, at last I have you. Heaven has reserved you for this, Rudge, you whose hands are red with my brothers blood and that of his faithful servant. l arrest you in the name of God, who has delivered you into my hands.
 It was, indeed, the steward who, it seems, had, after murdering Reuben Haredale, killed the gardener who had surprised him in the act, dressed the gar dener in his own clothing and thrown his body into the lake, from which it was aft erward taken and buried as that of the steward And this was the mysterious man whose appearance had so Terrified Mrs Rudge. He had fed abroad after his crime, but some strange, weird attractions exerting itself over oceans and continents had drawn him back to the scene of his crime Bringing his prisoner, Haredale took him to the court. where, upon war rant from Sir John Fielding. the prisoner