Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-05-28

pool, or next Saturday by South
ampton?"
well, you see haf Something's to at
tendt to yedt"
But I haven't the money to sta!
here ten days"
"Ah," exclaimed Goldstein, will
gracious hospitality, you will pc my
guest. will pay your bill, also. l:
idt a go?"
Deck rose and looked out Of the win
dow for a few moments. He wa:
practically without means, and in
strange country. How he did want
to get home! He turned and stared
steadily at the Jew. The eager looF
faded out of Goldstein's face under
the scrutiny, and one OF apprehension
succeeded it.
We'll" said Deck, slowly, lit seems
like pretty small business for square
man, but Yes, it's a go; and hops
I'll be able to forget it some day."
"Goodt!" exclaimed Goldstein, witt
a look of relief. You will nefer re-
gredt idt. New, sidt down andt smoke
"a cigar vile l wridte a ledter."
The steamer that sailed from Liver
pool the next day carried letter from
Mr. Simon Goldstein to Mr.. Aaron
Kronenheimer, his partner, setting
forth in detail the arrangements the
former had made with Mr.. Decker
Melton, whom Kronenheimer was tc
meet at the landing. It also described
how Melton would be dressed when he
arrived, and stated that he would carry
a black valise with the letters ID. M
printed on it in white. The pen pic
ture it gave of Melton's personal ap-
pearance was incorrect in one detail
1t showed him with a smooth face
whereas he had a luxuriant brown
mustache. Mr.. Goldstein, however
intended to have the actual appear
ance correspond with the description
when Deck became a steerage passen-
ger. Mr.. Kronenheimer was to ac-
knowledge the receipt. of the letter by
cable Then Goldstein would be ready
to sail for home.
That evening Deck and his host
went to the theatre at Goldstein's ex-
pense. The next day they visited the
Tower, through which Goldstein care
lessly waddled until they came to the
crown Jewels. Then he gasped. He
clung to the bars, which surrounded
the big glass case, fascinated, unable
to take his eyes from the gems.
"Didt you efer!" he exclaimed, as
his breath came short, and he stared
at the treasure.
mo, 1 can't say that 1 ever did, re-
piled Deck. But come on; you've
seen all there is to see."
Meier, my boy! 1 couldt standt
here all my life. andt nodt see all
there is - see in sudtch chewels. MY
Godt, whadt diamondts!"
As much of London as may be seen
in ten days Industrious sightseeing,
they saw. Goldstein would not let
Deck out of his sight, and Deck de-
cided that if he must endure his hosts
company, he would make the most of
his opportunities.
On Thursday of the next week
Goldstein received a cablegram which
he did not show to Deck. 1t seemed
to afford him a good deal of satisfac-
tion.
yy1I hnt he
after he had read it, our lidtle holi-
day is coming to an endt. We will be
sailing Saturday"
IF we miss the ship it won't be my
fault" exclaimed Deck heartily. i've
been ready ever since 1 first saw you.
BY George, it will seem good to be
actually on the way home-even in
the steerage," he added grimly.
"Oh, the steerage is nodt badt.
vent ofer that way the firsdt time"
Deck laughed cynically.
And now you are going over first
cabin, and are importing"
"Ah, ledt us nodt speagk of that
Goldstein interrupted, quickly. "Ledt
us go oudt andt gedt some clothings
for you suitable toto your pardt OF
the shibp."
Goldstein had evidently been keep
ing his eyes open, for he knew eX-
actly where to find the shop that solo
what he wanted. He soon had Dect
fitted out with a secondhand shabby
suit, a SLOUGH hat, heavy boots and
pair of coarse blankets. These, will
a black valise, on which he ordered
the shopkeeper to paint in white the
initials, ID. NJ" Goldstein ordered
sent to the hotel in his name.
When they arrived the next day. III
locked the door. and produced scis
sors, needle and thread from hi
trunk. First he cut loose the lining
on the right hand side Of Deck:
steerage sack coat. Then from th'
inside pocket of his own waistcoat
where it was securely fastened will
safety pins, he drew a small chamoi
skin bag.
This is the lidtle package you arr
to carry" he said. with smile, hold
ing it up for Deck to see.
The Jew reluctantly let go Of 1t IL
Deck took it in his hand.
"Um-m-m," he said, as he passed |
through his fingers, ut feels as if i
had pebbles in It,"
"Idt is someding ligke pepbles,
agreed Goldstein. with broad smile
as he recovered the bag eagerly.
With unexpected skill he stitched
it securely inside the lining of the Goa
and sewed the pocket back in place.
MY boy" he said. as he finished
"whadtefer you do afdter We ged
stardted, don'dt lose your coadt.
will keep idt myself tonighdt, and gi
idt to you in blendty of time tomor
row."
On the last train before the regula
steamer train from London to South
ampton the next day, a whole com
partment was engaged in the name o
Mr.. Simon Goldstein. When MI
Goldstein arrived at Waterloo station
he was accompanied by tall, broad
shouldered, smooth faced man o
about thirty-five. The younger mai
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