The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-10-16

fascinate the boy. He placed himself
in front Of Sergeant Gun and put his
hands behind him, after the approved
fashion of a neophyte who is examined
in his catechism.
What is your name?" said the SER
geant, beginning with the first ques-
ton in the catechism.
'Octavius Guy" answered the boy.
They call me Gooseberry at the office
because of my eyes"
"Octavius Guy, otherwise Gooseber-
ry," pursued the sergeant, with the ut
most gravity, you were missed at the
bank yesterday. What were you
about!"
IF you please, sir, l was following a
man.
who was he?"
"A tall man, sir, with a big, black
beard, dressed like a sailor"
II remember the man." l broke in.
MIR. Bruff and l thought he was a
spy employed by the Indians"
Sergeant Cuff did not appear to be
much impressed by what Mr.. Bruff and
l had thought. He went on catechising
Gooseberry. .
WELL" he said, and why did you
follow the sailor?'
IF you please, sir, Mr.. Bruff wanted
to know whether Mr.. Luker passed
anything to anybody on his way out of
the bank. l saw Mr.. Luker pass some
thing to the sailor with the black
beard"
why didn't you tell Mr.. Bruff what
YOU saw?'
II hadn't time to tell anybody, sir,
the sailor went out in such a hurry"
"And you ran out after him, ehY"
yes, sir"
"Gooseberry," said the sergeant, pat
ting his head, you have got something
in that small skull of yours, and 1t isn't
cotton wool. 1 am greatly pleased
with you so far"
The boy blushed with pleasure. Ser
geant Cuff went on: g
"Well, and what did the sailor do
when he got into the street,"
HE called a cab, sir"
"And what did you do?'
Held on behind and run after It."
Just then l was called from the room.
When I returned the detective said:
There isn't a doubt on my mind that
this boy, this most meritorious boy,
has followed the right man. The only
thing to do now is to send for a cab
Immediately"
In five minutes more Sergeant Cuff
and 1, with Gooseberry on the box to
guide the driver, were on our way
eastward toward the city.
Said the sergeant, pointing through
the front window of the cab: THAT
boy is the brightest and cleverest little
chap 1 have met with for many a long
year past. You shall hear the sub
stance, Mr.. Blake, of what he told me
while you were out of the room. He
mentioned that he held on behind the
cab and raj after it,"
eyes"
"Well. sir, the cab went from LON
bard street to the Tower wharf. The
sailor with the black beard got out and
spoke to the steward of the Rotterdam
steamboat, which was to start the next
morning. He asked if he could be al
lowed to go on board at once and sleep
In his berth overnight. The steward
said mo" The sailor turned round and
left the wharf. When he got into the
street again the boy noticed for the
first time a man dressed like a respec-
table mechanic walking on the oppo-
site side of the road and apparently
keeping the sailor in view. The sailor
stopped at an eating house in the neigh
borhood and went in. The boy-not be-
ing able to make up his mind at the
moment-hung about among some 9TH
err boys, staring at the good things in
the eating house window. He noticed
the mechanic waiting, as he himself
was waiting. but still on the opposite
side of the street. After a minute a
cab came by slowly and stopped where
the mechanic was standing. The boy
could only see plainly one person in the
cab, who leaned forward at the win
dow to speak to the mechanic. He de-
scribed that person, Mr.. Blake, without
any prompting from me as having a
dark face, like the face of an Indian.
after a %little,' pursued the sergeant,
"the cab moved on slowly down the
street. The mechanic crossed the road
and went into the eating house. The
boy waited outside till he was hungry
and tired, and then went into the eat
ing house in his turn. He had a shil'
ling in his pocket, and he dined stump
tuously, he tells me-, on a black pud-
ding, an eel pie and a bottle of ginger
beer
"What did he see in the eating
house?' l asked.
"Well. Mr.. Blake, he saw the sailor
reading the newspaper at n table and
the mechanic reading the newspaper
at another. 1t was dusk before the
sailor got up and left the place. He
looked about him suspiciously when
he rot ont into tho ctraat The hAv-