Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 77 of 100
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- THE OCEAN OUTLAW. 99 forged paper, he would have been safe; and, notwith- standing the effort that he made to save him, he neyer conld relinquish the idea. So, after he escaped from confinemert, he lurked about in London a day or two, thinking of some way whereby if could revenge himself on his brother-in-law for tis? So z him, as he supposed, into his present situation. tes evening, while he was walking in the vicinity of his brotber’s house, he saw Ethel, then a child. of two years old, lying in a cradle before one of the !ong win- cows that happened to be standing open. In a moment, the idea crossed his mind to obtain possession of the child, and fly with it from England. The next instant he had climbed over the fence, and stood within the apartment. He quickly collected what few articles of the child's wardrobe that were in sight, took the sleeping infant in his arms, and was about retreating in the same way that he came, when he recollected that he was destitute of money; so he quickly entered the next room, which he Knew was his brother's apartment, and from the desk took about two hundréd dollars. With this he made his escape, nasoen, from the house, and gained the street. At the shop of a Jew, who lived near by—-one who never recognized a person, by the way, when it would be . unpleasant for them to be recognizel—he made a fall change in his dress, and then proceeded on board a vessel that was lying in the river, bound to the West Indies, and engaged passage, giving his name as Ralpli Gray. Before morning the vessel sailed, and the forger was safe—at least for the present. « When he arrived at the West Indies, it was necessary — to look about for something to do; but he had no know- ledge of business matters, and Wes entirely unacquainted with any useful calling; consequently, it was not strange that he should again seek such companions as he had been wont to associate with. a A band of kindred spirits was soon found; and, fora year or more he lived as he could. In the meantime, his comiclooolks.conhn