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THE NO. 1-417 CONSHOHOC KEN, Fit L DA ir,' 1895. $1.00 PER YEAH I y LJ COP»RIGMT. P89S, 8V A^CRlCAN PREVS ASSOCIATION. ^^KrsWfV>-•-"' I i k K "That won't do," said tlio old man, his suspicion active again. "You waro'tgoing toward the front door, hut trying to sneak off down the lane. Con-found you, I believe you are one of 'em! I've a good mind to fill you full of buck-shot" "I wouldn't advise you to try that, for there are several cartridges left m my revolver, and before you could bring your gun to a level I would uso them all. I told yon I was a friend, but you oau consider me an enemy if you wish. " I made a suggestive motion with my weapon, which he understood. He ached to let me have the contents of his gun, bat was afraid. "Waal, the best thing you can do is to clear out from hero as quick as you oau travel. There have been si \ ral murders in this port of the country, and the law hain't found out who done 'em, but if you Bbould catch it while prowl-ing round where you've got no business to be 1 won't hesitate to tell the folks that I done it." "Nov., Mr. Bridges," I said conoili-atinejy, "what is the use of our"— "Who told you my name?" he broke in. "Every one in the neighborhood knows y m as a good oitizen an l a . n tlcmau like your brother Nathan. Yon dp me great injustice to suspect any wrong intention. I would DO more harm you than I would my own father." "That talk is very nice, but I don't know you. You haven't ("Id me your name nor where you come from." "Don't you know William Crowning of Rahway?" "The president of our bank?" "Of course. He knows you well, and I'm his son." "That won't work. I don't know any Mr. Browning, and there's nobody of that name that has anything to do with our bank. Now I know you're an im-postor. Cl'ar out!" The old fellow was too shrewd for me. I was outwitted, and with a little laugh I turned about and strode toward the open lauo. I had not gone 20 paces when what did he do but bring his shotgun to a level and let fly at me with both barrels in quick succession! CHAPTER XV. Had the suu boon shiniug the "State-ment of Carl Wittncr" would never havo boon written. Tho gloom Inter-fered with the old farmer's aim; but, as it was, I felt the wind made by the heavy load of bnoksbot as it whizzed past my ears. Ir was a close call. Angered, J wle ell 1 about and leveled my revolver, but checked myself beforo pulling the trigger. Suppose 1 fired and killed him! It would have been murder without excuse. My life was no longer in any dangitVMei bis not in firing at me was punished had he carried out, his threat and "filled in" With buckshot" Many "Ton l<it«," he cilled. might censure him for not haviug done ■o. I shoved my weapon back in place and walked briskly down the avenue leading to the main highway. But there were others to think about. The presumption was that the two East Indians, having precodod me, might be waiting in ambush to adjust that little affair in the rear of the farmhouse. They could not fail to know that it was I who had tumbled one of them from his perch and nipped in the bud the scheme he had in mind. They must I believe I was in league with the How-ards, and that beforo they could succeed with them 1 must bo brushed from the path. What better opportunity than that which now presented? But the wound of one of them must have bet Q B potent factor in preventing whut I feared, i was that apprehensive that I held my partly di- lhar :■ 1 revolv-er in hand arier entering the road and turning i.'i the direction of tho farm-house whom I made my temporary homo. What had become of them could not be gJ0W ' -'■'■'■a I«'"bably gone in the direction i i the town and were not likely to bo beard of again. Jtovlewlmiuiv work of the evening. affi waiKi u Domewara, IM ima m it to encourage me. I had not only failed to gain an lota of additional knowledge of Nana Sahib's ruby, but had put the Btnpeoted ones on guard, and therefore increased the difficulty that confronted me from the first Probably up to this night Darius Howard was confident that no one had followed him to this pleasant little town, and that he was still safe with his secret in the house whore ho bad made his homo for an indefinite tin o. But the occurrences of the night u;~.st undeceive him. A dosperate attempt had been made to break in upon him. His secret was no longer secure. He would take instant measures to avert the threatened danger. The must effective step would bo a change of quarters. He was not likely to spend another night in the old stone house. What was done, therefore, to checkmate him must be done quickly. It is woll known that tho safest hid-ing place for a criminal whom tho offi-cers of the law want is in the heart of the great oltj of New York. It was bard to understand why this strange cou)de had left so secure a concealment and taken up their residence where tie ir < hanoea of detection were Increas-ed tenfold. But, for that matter, everything thus far was hard to understand. Tho con-oedi d fact, as 1 saw it, which confront ed me was what next would bo dune by them. They were under my eye now, and if I lot them slip I would not be likely to get on their track again. I was glad to find on reaching my home that all the folks had retired. I let myself in with the night key with which I had been furnished and went to my room without boing soen by uny one. This was fortunate, for my cloth-ing had lost much of the neatness which marked it at first and was in need of at-tention. The farmers breakfast early, and finding that Mr. Bridges intended to drive into town I rode with him, reach-ing the station in time to catch the early trains had I wished, but my purpose was not to leave uuloss tho Howards did so. I waited most of the forenoon, but saw nothing of them. Guarded inquiries gave me no infor-mation of the two men of the night be-fore. Had I chosen I might have killed that one at the window, but was relit v-id to know that such was not the case He must have been hit pretty hard, but not sufficiently so to endanger his life. If there had been any feeling of con- Oi It In my mind—and I protest thero was little, If any—it was pretty well removed by what followed by my loiter-ing •'»!■• at the railway station. M; tention was, If either Howard or his wife boarded any train, to do the same sud shadow them wherever they went, bat I made an i i tnpid failure to carry out mv purpose. I wanned . rj train that went to-ward New York and of ooun Ice] .. . Ing in the oppa -1 r. tion. This was somewhat perfunctory, for I did not snspeot that either of the couple would proceed southward A Philadelphia train drew up at the station, ami from my coign of advan-tage I watohed tho passengers as they disembarked and others got on. The stop was I rief, and just as it began moving again Darius Howard made a rush from somewhere and swung upon one of the platforms, being helped by tho waiting brakeman. I made a dash to do the same thing, but had farther to go, and the brakeman blocked my way. "Too late," he oalled. "There'll be another along in half an boor." There was no help fdT it H Howard saw me, and in all probability he did, he must have read my purpose, and therefore would be on his guard against me unless I effected a complete change in my appearance. Mr. Bridges has returned home alone, and for the time I was perplexed as to what to do. It was useless to try to fol-low the man who bad gone southward, for there was no saying what bis desti-nation was. He might have started on a journey of 20 or 1,000 miles. I have referred to a game of bluff which I had in mind. Hitherto I had been working at long range, as may be said. Now I decided upon a bold Step, which insured success or failure From tho railway station I walked to my dwelling place, reaching there just in time for dinner. I spent a oouple of hours in my room, and then, telling my friends that I might not return until late, once more set out for the old stone building where lived Isaiah Bridge.-, the brother of my host. Of necessity I was attired as ou the night before, but my ornamental cuuo was left behind, and every chamber in my revolver had its charge. It was a cool, brisk autumn afternoon, and tho sun was shining. Any effort at secrucy would have been idle, and I waiK"d with a coiiniieiit step up uie loug lane, which had been the scene of more than opi stirring currenco with-in the preceding 34 hours Without hesitation] stepped upon the broad poroh and sounded out a ringing knock with the old fashioned contriv-ance which must ha\e penetrated to every rei ass of the building. The summons was answi n d by Mrs. Bridges, a sedate idd lady, whowonder- Ingly surveyed me through her specta-cles and waited for the announcement of , my business, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Bridges. I am , an officer of the law, but don't be alarm-ed, " 1 added, noting her slight start. "Something occurred here last night Burglars I believe tried to effect an en-trance, and a pistol shot was fired." She stood as it hesitating what to do or say. Assuming that 1 was weloome, I stepped aside, removing my hat. "I would lik" to make a few in-quiries, and we can do it bettor inside than on the porch, if you have no ob- ! joction." She led tho way into tho wide, plain- , ly furnished parlor, her manner show-ing that she was doubtful as to the pru- I deuce of the step Evidently she had received instruc-tions from in r hoarders, and even my I pretended business did not fully reas- . sure her. My origieal plan, as I have hinted, I was to pretend to be an assessor who had called to examine the property, but the events of the prooeding night give I me another pretext. I doubt whet bei , even that would havo worked had net . husband been at home, so I took care to call when ho was absent, 1 oking after his farm duties. "Couldn't you stop when Mr. Br: 1 is homo?" she asked, sinking into a rocking chair and surveying me with distrust. "When will he bo in?" "I can call him. If I don't, bo will ■ not be home until sundown." "That is hardly necessary. May 1 ask ! whether you saw any of tho burglars?" "Mercy, no! I didn't dare look out of tho winder. My husband shot at ouo of , them, who pretended ho was a friend. "Did ho kill him?" "I'm afcard not, for we haven't found ' his body." "What a pity! Ho will not bo likely 1 to show himself around here again. " "No, indeed. The gun in the kitchen 1 is loaded, and we're ready for him." "That's right. Don't let him catch j you unawares. Did they attempt to ou-ter by way of the door?" "No; they must have dumb ouo of ' the trees and tried to git into the back winder. They had a quarrel among themselves, and one of 'em fired off a gun or pistol, and then my husband he fired, too, and the man groaned and jumped up in the air. So ho must havo i been bit purty hard." "Undoubtedly. I will take a look at tho room and window, please. You 1 know it is necessary that I should socuro ! all the information I can." "Meroy, I can't allow you todo that I" 'Thdt isn't what you want, sue said, breathing fast because of her ex-ertion. "That is a front room. " "I beg pardon; but, you see, I am not acquainted with your house." "I wish you would let me bad the way and not be in so great a hurry." This was said with an impatience which shew d thatshi resented the way I had taken matters in my own hands. "I beg your pardon, but I am youn-ger than you and presumed on your strength." "It seems to me yon an presuming on a good many tilings. I! iw do I know y( n are ' I claim to he—an os ifer of the l .w'" A vi i.v i ■ • ■ question, and i answer-ed it by tlr i • in j fi , MI h t ; okei my shield, w ■ . . i rh .i l was a member of I.IO det-otive pohci of New York. This of itS' .. a- j t that I was not what I bad i-'.i.l it. !■ :ii offlora of Union com :- : . .;. 1 had not stated that, but 1 j \,i fie impression. Had | her husband I.. • i j.--..; he doubtless would |ii,ve I :i I:-,.I k to deieet the de-ception :....l would have quickly ended my visit But fortnuntoly ho was absent, and tho trick * rvwl mo. She was impressed and made no further protest But. simple In urted and honest ns she was, she showed s cunning that sur-prisi d me. Having stated that I had en-tered the wri tig re un, she led the way to another apartment, whose windows opened ut the rear of the boose. That, too, was an occupied bedroom, but the furniture was much plain) r than in the other. I decided that it was tho one used by herself and husband, i the other belonged to Mi and Mrs Howard "Now Wo shall see .',!,.,! we tan learn," I remarked in a businesslike way, Stepping to one of tho rear win-dows, raising the sash ami i xamining the window Mil ami the stones bem ath. "Nothing hero," I quickly added. "The gentleman left no trace that can be of any help to mo. Let's try the oth- «w " ( 7b be CO- tin mil ntrt tBttk.) The War Don't Stop jThem Emma Peilrlcle Philadelphia, Pa. CHAPTER XVI. The good old lady was horrified at my suggestion, but I forced matters. "You know tho punishment for ob-structing an officer of tho law in his duty?" I added in my most impressive manner. "No," she replied faintly. "What bitt" "Well, it is not banging," I answer-ed, with a smile, "but B heavy line or imprisonment. I havo my suspicion who thoso burglars were, and by examining the marks they have left may bo able to "I* this the window which Uie burotor tried to mtert" fix the crime upon them. You certainly wish to give me all the help yon can. " "Yes, sir, but"— "Nonsense! Come on." Having gone thus far, it would have been fatal to hesitate. She had some powerful reason for preventing my go-ing up stair-, but she did not dart* state it and was awod by my assumed char-acter. I started at a brisk pace up tho broad winding stairway. Was I mistaken, or did I catch the sound of light, hurried footsteps along tho upper hall? 8ho wasmoro deliberate of movement, and at tho lauding above I waited for her with an apol-igy for taxing her strength so much. It was easy to !■ II from the location of the rooms on Che second floor which was tho ouo to ! ied. Not I ing to betray myself too soon, I opi Di d tho door ou my 11 It was a bedn m neat, clean and simply furnished. .\ g| mce mowed that it was occupied, for the signs were «K'*' * •■'>—■■■■ I.~M,»«t Simply Marvelous Intense Suffering of a Young Qirl Ended White Swolllng Curod by Hood's Sareaparilla. " Gentlemeu—Urged by the feeling that some parent might have alu utlon direct-ed to Hood's Sarsaparllla through my ItaU n< I I, an mlno wa.- '. ough that Mr. Jno. L. MaMurray of Ruvonswood, W. V .., I give the pertioalars of my daughter i mas suffering and cui i; ember, ltt£'j, when four vinrs old, she injured her i e by a fall. Tie- Imin-att'd in white swelling;. The limb o i d to contract, and to en-able hex to got around I made her a Pair of Crutches. While uilug these she had a second fall, the knee grew worse and the limb con-tracted. The following August the doc-tors decided to bandage the leg. They pulled the knee-joint apart by main streug '» and put It in a planter bandage. " During the six months the use of the flUster-Of-parls bandage was continued, t was renewed three or four times. The limb giew worse instead of better. All torts of appliances and bandages were re-torted to, but there was no improvement, the disease continued its inroads. rive Abtcesses formed on the limb. We took her to !, prom'nent hospital. The doctor Said t would be necessary to open the leg and scrape the bone, and perhaps finally to Amputate the Limb. Bhe bad wasted awsy to a mere shadow •ad as I didn't believe she could survive the operation, I made up my mind she might as well ci* with two legs as one. "Justat this time, I happened to read a testimonial from West Virginia describ-ing a case so similar to my child's, and In which Hood's Sarsaparilla had effected a cure, and I immediately decided to give that medicine a t rial. It took hold From the First. Before she had taken two bottles B eore or piece of bone oame out of one of the abscesses near t lie ankle. To come to the point, three bottles of Hood Barsa- Sarllla cured Emmacompletely. Benders f this can imagine my esteem for Hood • We are ready to fill your orders for China and Japanese matting a„ i lUSr r*ceived a ,a«*« consignment of very tasty and desirable patterns 7 ^ The Style of them, we have no doubt, will please As to prices, we have made them low Yes' very low, in fact lower than Philadelphia prices. Hunk of it, a good matting for iaWc per yard better ones, i5_l8_2C-& 25 cts. per yard tk- i,- ",f 25°tS IS a very fine weave with cotton warp, the kind you pay 30 or 35 cts for elsewhere. borne while the selection is large. We have a few more of those $25 00 bed room suits left. They please all who see them. ROBERTS & MEREDITH, FAYETTE STREE1. CQNSHQHOCKEN, PA.> ^ M. J. BLAXIJBY, WHOLESALE DEALER IN PORTER. ALE, BEER, WINES and LIQUORS, YUENLINB :-: & x SON'S :-: BOTTLED :-: PORTER. Elm street, below Harry, Oonshohookec HAVE YOU TRIED CKOWN OINTMENT the great SKIN CURE? there is INSTANT RELIEF for all afflicted with TORTURING SKIN DISEASES in a single application of CROWN OINTMENT. CROWN OINTMENT Works Wonders, and it» cures of torturing, disfiguring, humiliating hwmt ors are the irost vcrc'erhjl ver recorded Hood's5^Cures Braaparllla better than I can express it. oodSi 8ar?nparilla Is a family medicine W-.h us. We warmly recominond it to Mervbody." WILLIAM H. PEHBICK, 1114 [ louthSeventeenthBt., Philadelphia, Pa.^ U.^'f, Dill, the SftSNdbmM pill awl riOOU 8 F1118 jujjiy cathartic 2Co. ONE GIVCS RELIEF. Head the Recorder; -.-..* .
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Title | The Conshohocken Recorder, June 7, 1895 |
Masthead | The Recorder |
Date | 1895-06-07 |
Year | 1895 |
Month | 6 |
Day | 7 |
Volume | 14 |
Issue | 17 |
Coverage | United States -- Pennsylvania -- Montgomery County -- Conshohocken |
Subject | Conshohocken (Pa.) - Newspapers; Montgomery County (Pa.) - Newspapers |
Type | Text |
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Date Digital | 2011-12-01 |
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Description | Conshohocken Recorder Newspaper |
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Title | Page 1 |
Subject | Conshohocken (Pa.) - Newspapers; Montgomery County (Pa.) - Newspapers |
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THE
NO. 1-417 CONSHOHOC KEN, Fit L DA ir,' 1895. $1.00 PER YEAH
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COP»RIGMT. P89S, 8V A^CRlCAN PREVS ASSOCIATION.
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"That won't do," said tlio old man,
his suspicion active again. "You
waro'tgoing toward the front door, hut
trying to sneak off down the lane. Con-found
you, I believe you are one of 'em!
I've a good mind to fill you full of buck-shot"
"I wouldn't advise you to try that,
for there are several cartridges left m
my revolver, and before you could bring
your gun to a level I would uso them
all. I told yon I was a friend, but you
oau consider me an enemy if you wish. "
I made a suggestive motion with my
weapon, which he understood. He ached
to let me have the contents of his gun,
bat was afraid.
"Waal, the best thing you can do is
to clear out from hero as quick as you
oau travel. There have been si \ ral
murders in this port of the country, and
the law hain't found out who done 'em,
but if you Bbould catch it while prowl-ing
round where you've got no business
to be 1 won't hesitate to tell the folks
that I done it."
"Nov., Mr. Bridges," I said conoili-atinejy,
"what is the use of our"—
"Who told you my name?" he broke
in.
"Every one in the neighborhood
knows y m as a good oitizen an l a . n
tlcmau like your brother Nathan. Yon
dp me great injustice to suspect
any wrong intention. I would DO more
harm you than I would my own father."
"That talk is very nice, but I don't
know you. You haven't ("Id me your
name nor where you come from."
"Don't you know William Crowning
of Rahway?"
"The president of our bank?"
"Of course. He knows you well, and
I'm his son."
"That won't work. I don't know any
Mr. Browning, and there's nobody of
that name that has anything to do with
our bank. Now I know you're an im-postor.
Cl'ar out!"
The old fellow was too shrewd for
me. I was outwitted, and with a little
laugh I turned about and strode toward
the open lauo.
I had not gone 20 paces when what
did he do but bring his shotgun to a
level and let fly at me with both barrels
in quick succession!
CHAPTER XV.
Had the suu boon shiniug the "State-ment
of Carl Wittncr" would never
havo boon written. Tho gloom Inter-fered
with the old farmer's aim; but, as
it was, I felt the wind made by the
heavy load of bnoksbot as it whizzed
past my ears. Ir was a close call.
Angered, J wle ell 1 about and leveled
my revolver, but checked myself beforo
pulling the trigger. Suppose 1 fired and
killed him!
It would have been murder without
excuse. My life was no longer in any
dangitVMei bis not in firing at me was
punished had he carried out, his threat
and "filled in" With buckshot" Many
"Ton l |
Rights | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/InC-NC/1.0/ |
Contributing Institution | Conshohocken Free Library |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Contact | If you have any questions, contact Branch Manager at smason@mclinc.org or call 610-825-1656 |
Description | Conshohocken Recorder Newspaper |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | application/pdf |
Language | English |
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