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and Iamcontent. As He has been merciful to me, so will l be merciful to mine enemy. He smote me sorely with affliction. I will retaliate by allowing him to go hence in search of a better life. The thought of his villainy will be more punishment to him than all the horrors of a life of imprisonment.”’ And perhaps his was the truest and best vengeance —who shall say? CHAPTER XVII. CONCLUSION. THE next yiteacie.| bright and early, Sam set out in search of Ralph Jamison, and found him lounging in under the trees, in front of Larchmont, Ata motion from the boy, Ralph arose, and fol- Joved him down the road. Here a halt was made, under a big maple tree, and Sam came to the point, like a little man. ‘*Jamison,’’ he said, **d’ye know what I think o’ ‘you?’ ‘No. What?’’ *‘I think ye’r’ too cute ter live!”’ ‘*Do you, really? What causes you to believe that?” “Ther racket ye’r’ playin’. "Tain’t right, tho’, fer aman w’ot’s a corpse, ter be cuttin’ ‘round like vou are. In short meter, sir, [know you're Frank Jamison, and that it was Ralph who was killed!” ‘** You do?” *T do, you bet!”’ ‘* Well, since you're such a knowing lad, wrat of é 9°? “Good bit. Why don’t ye go ter Ivy Cottage, like a man, tell Dolly ther truth, an’ make her happy? ‘She’s pinin’ away like a wilty flower, fer you.” **She is?” ** You bet!”’ **‘ How do you know?” ‘***Ca’se I had ainterview wi’ her, an’ she sed she loved yer, an’ wasn’t goin’ ter marry the jedge— thet she’d been forced ter make the promise; thet she didn’t believe you were dead, an’ she wanted me ter git ye ter come an’ see her.” ‘* Did she tell you this?” ‘** Hope I may never see Christmas, ef she didn’t! It would do her more good than forty doctors, ter see ye. Come, now, you’re Frank Jamison who was goin’ to commit suicide, ain’t ye?” The young man remained silent a moment, and ‘then he nodded assent, ,. I know’d it. Know’d it all along. But, how "bout thet bargain ye made wi’ ther jedge, last night?” **W hat ?” _*Thet bargain ye made wi’ yer dad? Oh! I know all about it, so yer needn’t be s'prised. I was right 4Sehind the sofiar an’ heard every word!” The deuce you say!” _ Oh! you bet, I’m a reg’lar daisy-bender at find- in’ out such things, I am! But, I tho’t I twigged yerracket, Yer didn’t like ther judge sev'ril hun- dred weight, an’ when yer see’d a chance ter get him into yer power, yer jumped at it,” ‘* You’ve hit the nail precisely on the head, my young friend. You could not have guessed closer.” *: That’s what I tho’t. Now, will yer hey patience, an’ listen ter a little story I've got ter tell yer, that will prove yer foster-father ter be one o’ the most cussed mean rascals thet ever lived?” ‘*“ Yes...Go ahead.” So Sam did go ahead. He began at the beginning of the Jacobis’ stories, and touching all points and incidents, as he pro- ceeded, told the whole singular history through, now and then, by some odd expressions, relieving the narrative somewhat of the monotony of its shocking details. Frank Jamison listened without interruption, un- til Sam had finished, when he said; ‘ ‘ This is certainly a remarkable case, but I doubt net its truth. For several years I have been im- Ler git wih aie opinion ar a chon had a dark * 80 Jaco r ses e e judge | ey ato. pany propo &® go scot ** Yes—that is, if the judge refunds all the stolen money, which, with interest and all, amounts to in ther neighborhood o’ forty thousan’ dollars,” ‘* He can do that, for he has twice that amount in the bank. Well, go ahead, and let Jacobi secure hig object. Then, I shall have a word to say,” ** What?’’ ‘I shall have the judge arrested, on the charge of murdering my brother!’? ** Do you think he did it?” ‘Yes. He bore me no good will, because I was Dolly’s suitor. He no doubt laid in wait for , and seeing Ralph, pounced upon and killed him, in © supposition that it was I.” 4 _, How came you at R——, that night? 1 was discouraged, disheartened and reckless, and thought I’d try getting drunk, to drown m row. The cure was worse than the disease. Whe I found Ralph had been killed, 1 concluded to ste into his place, so as to better observe the judge’s in. tentions, that I might baffle them.” After some further consultation, it was fixed that Frank should row out in the boat that night, but instead of taking Dolly with him, Sam and Grii were to be his passengers, and they were to surprise and capture the judge, m then returned to the farm-house. About noon, Gril Guyandotte put in an appear. ance. Tighe’s two pals had been taken, he said, and under solemn promise to lead better lives. had been loft at the den under Tighe’s surveillance as it was thought best that they should remain there and Sor- ————e ee ee | | —— Sam Slabsides, the Beggar-Boy De ee eee keep up appearances, in case the judge might take it into his ead to pay another visit. Frank Jamison called during the afternoon, and stated that Jamison was locked in his room at Larchmont, and appeared to be making prepara- tions for a journey. He had, during the forenoon, drawn all his money from the bank at R _and no doubt, when he was captured, it would be found about his person, Night drew slowly on, dark and threatening a storm. At the farm-ouse the friends waited anxiously for the hour for action to arrive. It came at last, and found Frank Jamison, Sam and Guyandotte on the shore of the pond. Thoroughly armed, the two latter lay down flat in the skiff, while Frank took the oars,a dummy woman had been improvised for the occasion, and lay partly on the bow of the boat. Guyandotte, who was an expert at lasso-throw- ing, was armed with a strong line, which he was to use, in case Mitchell should attempt to drown him- self. Thus equipped, the little craft pulled out over the dark surface of the pond. Half-way across a low whistle was heard, which Frank answered; then a voice called out: ‘* Straight ahead, Ralph!’’ ‘* Ay, ay, sir!’’ was the res nse. Then, a moment later, the outlines of the judge's figure could be discerned, as he stood up in his boat. ** Have you got her, Ralph?” ‘**T have.”’ ‘*That’s right. 1? Pull close alongside! Just then, Gril and Sam arose, and the snake-like lasso shot throuch the air and pinioned the villain’s arms to his side. ** Stand and deliver!’ Sam ordered. ‘“ Make noef- fort to escape,’’ he cried, ‘‘ or you will be shot full of holes.”’ Mitchei) swore fiercely, and tried to jump over- board, but he found himself in the strong arms of Gril Guyandotte, who flung him flat in the bottom of the boat, and held him there, while Sam bound him, hand and foot. The capture had been neatly made, and Milo Mitchell was at the mercy of those whom he had so foully wronged. To relate, in detail, what followed, would be, in one sense, to go over what we have already nar- rated. Mitchell was taken to the farm-house, and there confronted by those whom his machinations had caused so much sorrow and suffering. Sam acted as spokesman, and preferred the charges with the pointedness of a criminal lawyer. With a stolid, sullen face, Mitchell heard, making no denial, saying nothing, excepting to occasionally utter an imprecation. ! When asked what he had to say, his reply was: *‘Nothing. Ihave no regrets to make, only that it is not in my power to kill youall. Do your worst. orce me even to the gallows, if you will. As boldly as I've lived, that boldly will I die!” 6 seemed utterly bereft of care what became of him, his brutal instincts now so held the mastery. When told that the Jacobis would press nocharge against him providing he gave them forty thousand dollars, and ag a ten thousand additional, for the maintenance of his own daughter, Jessie, anda like amount to Frank, he at first refused, but final- ly consented, and paid over the sixty thousand dol- ars, Frank then ordered him to leave the country, un- der penalty of hanging, for killing Ralph. &y As ma . supposed, he lost no time, in accepting this advice, One year later, he died In New Orleans, on his death-bed confessing to murdering Ralph and John Van Gelder. The disgrace fell so heavily upon Jessie that she pined away, and died, and Larchmont fell to Frank, who, when he made known his identity, was regard- ed as a prince of brave fellows. Although Felix made no effort to injure her, Ju- dith Jacobi left Ivy cottage, and no one ever heard of her afterward. With their restored fortune, the Jacobis and their two lovely daughters, had nothing more to desire. The Van Gelder mansion was purchased, remodel- ed, and now isa grand home, Felix spent his last days there, dying not long after being reunited to his ‘family. Subsequently, after a proper period of mourning, Do ly was married to Frank. And there are two more weddings likely to come off, at no far distant day—that of Gril Guyandotte to Mrs, Jacobi, and Mr. Samuel Slabsides to Miss Floss Jacobi! For be it known, when farmer Norris passed away to his last home, he left to the tramp detective all his real and personal property—quite a nice for- tune, And, as Sam is a promising citizen, itis to be hoped that his “senatorial” aspirations will some day be realized. 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