The Dewsbury Chronicle, and West Riding Advertiser. — 1894-04-14 (Dewsbury, West Yorkshire, England)

SCOTTS ADVENTURES. HIS VISIT TO HALIFAX AND  BRADFORD.  THE ALLEGED DIARY.  Scott, or Sweeney, the raissine roan in conne;.-..tion with the Ardlamont sensation, is flow  appearing at a London place of entertainment. He is the subject of a vanishing illusion by Mr.  Nloritt, and nueceeds the claimant. Sweeney, in  his narrative of events at Ardlarnant, deals with the boating_ accident, .warrnly repudiating the  Quggetion that the affair was an attempt to drown Lieutenant liambrou4b, He states that at dinner .that evening be was pressed to accompany Ham brough and Monson, but declined to do other than just see them off, which be did. The night was pitch dark, and he soon lost sight of the boat, but heaid a shout, apparently of surprise, and shouted back in reply. The next thing he saw was Mr. Monson running up wet through. He (weeney. said. "What's up ? ' and Monson auswe:.ed thai the boat had capsized and shot Hambrough and al the nets into the water. Hambrough gave no cr for help or anything approaching it, but he an. Monson kept calling to each other, with a I occasional laugh. Monson asked him to go to th house for a light while he put the oars in a" second boat, ard when he returned with the lam. Monson and Ilarnbrough were both standing the beach laughing heartily at his fears, a appearing to treat the whole matter as  AN EXCELLENT JOEL Chapter IV. of Scott's narrative in the Pall. (la:ette should be of peculiar interest to the po, as in it he tells of the plan adopted for foi, them. He admits he made an awful mistake not placing himself in communication with 1.1 Io) son, and erges as an excuse that he was not aaa. cf Monson's affairs with Lieutenant Hambrougl He goes on to give his reasons for keeping silence. because he had not the moral courage to do the right thing at the right moment. He says :—As I sat quietly and peaceably over my breakfast reading my paper the announcement " Warrant granted for arrest of Scott," drove what little reasoning powers I had left out of my head and caused roe to lose, if not my senses, my power of using them? Thus did I awake one morning to find that a warrant had been granted for my arrest on a charge of murdering Cecil liambrough. On the one side I saw COMPARATIVE IF NOT COMPLETE SAFETY BY FLIGHT, on the other I must go to a cell in Edinburgh and await my trial, where it would be urged against me that I had come to Scotland under a false name, always a questionable, not to say suspicious, proceeding, and had departed without returning at the first suggestion of foul play to give an account of all I knew—charged with murder! Good God! lam no saint, lam a bookmaker— but not a murderer—not quite so bad as that. I am a moral coward—l confess it. I must also lack much reasoning power in the hour of danger, for I had but one idea, and that was flight. How should I escape? To stay and face the situation never once entered my bead. I had money enough to carry me even to the other side of the world if I so desired, but what would that avail me when I might be arrested even the first moment I 'Mowed my face in street. Then came