The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-04-03

on the Saturday afternoon to walk, as
the suppositiOn went, to St Peters. But
he had never reached Lord Cantliffe g
house; and although search had been
made by the police and by special coast
guard parties. no trace of him had been
found, ! need scarcely say that the
murder theory was set up at once.
Clever men from town came down to
wag their heads with stupid men from
Canterbury. and 10 discuss the only
possible theory OF which there were
a dozen or more. The police arrested all
the drunken men within radius of ten
miles, and looked for bloodstains on
their coats. The Hon Christine King
was spoken of as distractcd.' - which
was possible; and the family of The
missing nobleman as plunged into the
most profound grief Nor, as an elo.
quent special reporter in his best mood
explained, was this supposed tragedy
made less painful by the knowledge
that the unhappy victim OF accident or
of murder was TO have been married
within the month.
For a whole week the press had no
other topic; the police telegraphed TO
all the capitals; reward of a, thou
sand pounds was offered for knowl-
elge of Lord Maclaren. "last seen up
on the East Cliff nj Kamsgnte at
three 'clock on the afternoon of Sat.
urday, the 5th of July a hundred
tongues gave You the exact details of
an imagined assassination; ten times
that number-and these tongues chief
ly feminine-told YOU that ho had
shIrked the marriage upon its very
threshold. But the mystery remained
uncXplaincd-and rs the day for the
wedding drew near, the excitement
amongst a section OF society rose 10
fever heat Had the body been found2
Were the strange hints-implying that
the missing man had quarreled with his
iancee s brother, and thrown a glass of
wine in his face; that he had a wife
in Algiers that he was married year
ago at Cyprus: that he was bankrupt
merely the fables of malicious tongues,
or had they that germ of truth
from which so vast a disease Of scandal
can grow7 ] made no prctense TO an
swer the questions-but they interested
me. and | watched for the development
of the story with the keenness of a
hardened novel reader.
The day fixed for the wedding now
drew near; and when the bridegroom
did not appear. the vulgar, who do not
believe scandals though they like TO
hear them. declared that the murder
rest said that he was either bankrupt
or bigamist-sud having consoled
with the reflection. they
lei the matter 90. II is likely that ]
should have done the same had |
not enjoyed Il solution of The mystery,
which came to me unsought and acci.
ientally- On day near to that fixed
for the wedding | was at Victoria sta
non about eight clock in the even
ng when ] ran full upon the missing
1obleman: and for some while stood
NTH ~ tho
sight of him. His beard was longer
han ever. recalling the tragedies of
or of Johann Mayo; his
Oundrcary whiskers were shaggy and
inkempt; he was very pale in the face, |
md wore little Yachting cap and Il
,luc serge suit which bcgarbed him
He had no luggage with
Inn. not even a valise: and his first |
'emark was given i'll the voice of a
81 All, Sutton. that S you, is it?' he
ried, 81 m glad 10 see you. by Jovc
lave YOU such a thing as half a crown
n your pocket!'
] offered him half sovereign, still !
aging nothing; but he continued rap
|You We heard all about it, of
are they saying here now Z
DO they think IN a dead man, chg
,ut | won't face them yet Upon my
ife, / dare not see soul. Come with
ne TO hotel; there s good fellow
mt let's have a cognac first; | IN shiv-
ring like a child with fever'
/ gave him some brandy at bar, !
md after that We. took four wheeled |
ab-he insisting on the privacy-and |
lrove TO private hotel in Cecil street,
strand. They did not know him there,
md [ engaged a room for him and or
Tered dinner, taking these things upon
myself, since he was AS helpless as q
,abe. After the meal he seemed some
what better, and | telegraphed TO
'amsgate for his man. though il was
impossible that the fellow could be
With him until the following morning.
n the meantime found myself doing
story; and although it was not until
some months later that another sup
,lied some of the missing links in it,
le telling me the barest outline, | will
et it down here plainly as a narrative,
md without any of those Essays 50
md "says he's" which were the par.
icular abomination of Defoe, as they
lave been of many since his day.
The complete explanation of this
mystery was one, / think, to astonish
nest people. 1t was so utterly un.
O06ed 1Ors tnaJ i WAS led at the hrSt
rearing to believe the narrator insane.
ie told me that at 8 O'Clock on the
lfternoon of July 5, he had left his
,otel on the East Cliff at Ramsgate-
he day being glorious, and full sun
)laying upon the channel and many
'hips-and had determined to walk
,ver to ST Peters, where his hancee ex-
,ected him TO tennis party, With
his intention. he struck along the cliff
owards Broadstairs, but had gone only
/ few PAGES. when a seaman stoppcd
lin, and touching his hat respectfully, |
aid that he had n message for him.
Well, my man, what is it?" Mac
aren asked had the dialogue from
he seaman himself-being in r hurry, |
IS those who walk the ways of love
Usually are.
"My respects TO your honor re-
,lied the fellow, ''but the ketch Bow |
'ry. moored of the pier head, 'ud be
glad 10 see your honor if convenient,
md if not. maybe tomorrow
"WRat the devR does the man
nean?, cried his lordship, but the sea
nan pluckiug. up courage continued
EAn old friend Of your honor's for