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A GIFTED SLAVEY.

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A GIFTED SLAVEY. By HARRY BLYTH, Author *3? Iu the Eye of the Law," M Thircl-class Crimea." 14 Dark Deeds," &c. One of us two chaps will be made foreman over this new job the governor has hooked, and while I wish you all the good you can wish yourself. Ted Price, I hope it's me." So iipoke George Harper in the work- shop to his iiial £ —lightly, pleasantly, chaffingly. There was a smile on his rather handsome face, which said plainly enough that he had not much doubt which road the boss's decision would take. Well, your sentiments are mine to a T," laughed Price, who was milder- mannered, less attractive, probably with smaller ambition* possibly more honest perhaps quite as toolish. Anyway, if I do not get the berth myself I'd rather see a pal like you in it than a stranger." Why, of course. Same here with you," laughed confident George Harper. Edward Price, I want to speak to you," cried Mr Haush, their employer, from the other end of the shop where a door opened on to the counting-house. What's he got to say to him, I wonder reflected George, with fallen countenance. Maybe our old tyke is going to present him with the noble order of the bag. I shouldn't wonder." George. I've got the foreman's job," cried Price, coming back to his mate, radiant and panting. For an instant—only for an instant—a diabolical look of malice darkened Havpev's features like the sudden going out of a light. Then he smiled as ireely as before. "1 wish you luck, mate," said he. What a. friend gets is not lost. The job will last three months, and if you play the game right you ought to have a tidy bit at the find of it." What do you mean ? Do you think I'm going to do old Harvey's trick, and take 20 per cent, from the wages of all the men I engage ? Not me. I shall play the game right,' and the right way, George Harper, is the straight way." Why, of course," returned the other with a grin. I did not suppose you were going to salt me." The weeks passed, and the two men were as friendly as ever only, after working hours, Price saw less and less of George, who was courting, a fact which easily explained the secrecy of his move- ments. To some he seemed less hearty than in the old day: His laugh often sounded like a sneev but it was generally allowed by his mates that the man who went soft on a girl was never himself after. They tell me you are walking out Mary Praed," said Price to him one evening at the tavern where they some- times met. They told you true," replied George, stitJiy, "thougu what it has to do with any but me aud Mary I don't know." Don't get cross. Do the pair of yon mean making a match of it ?" If we do, what then '?" Why, nothing. Only once you had such grand notions, I uerver thought you would come down to marrying the governor's slavey." You tell the taJe when we are mar- ried," was George's enigmatical retort. Just then three broad-shouldered men entered the hostel and surrounded Edward. Your name is Pries, I believe ?" said one quietly, yet with a certain sternness confusing to the one he addressed. Yes. Why ?" I am a police constable. I hold a warrant for your arrest. Come quietly, and we will make it as easy far you as we can. If you are so foolish as to insist remember there are three of us——" My God cried the now paled and amazed man. "Ie arrested;! What charge can you have against me 'j" I warn you that everything you say will be taken down and may be used against you," said the officer calmly. Then he drew a postcard from his pocket, and showed it to his prisoner—an irregular pro- ceeding, of course. Is that your wt-iiring?" he asked. Price's fevered eyes travelled worideringly over some of the foulest lines ever penned. The wretched missive was unsigned. It was addressed to one of our best known public men. Before the Almighty Judge I vow I never put hand to that vile work, and yet— and yet- cannot swear the writing is not mine," cried the wretched man, distraught at the mystery of the thing. That's your caligraphy sure enough, Ted," said Harper, who bad a weakness for long words; but t he same, I'd take my oath you are not capable of concocting such a dirty thiug as that." This is not the only one," said the con- stable, who with his companions did not disdain George's offer of refreshment. Hundreds of letters and cards in the same writing, and of the most abominable character, have passed through the post addressed to all sorts of people of pro- minence and authority- It has taken us a few week, to get to the bottom of it. and we might be all at sea still if you, Price, had not given one Fred Jones a character to help him to get into the force. Our people recognised your writing at once there could be no mistake about it a war- rant was issued, and here we are to take you. I should plead guilty if I were you," added the man, in a congenial whisper; you'll get it lighter then." Cheer up, Tcd, old pal," said George, deeply aliected at seeing his chum taken oh in so due a way, you have some good friends, and we will do all we can to save you." Price was too dazed and prostrated by the suddenness and the deadening horror of his calamity to make reply. When the cell door clanked ominously on him he was more broken than before. After the first examination at the police Court the poor fellow could scarcely him- self believe that he was not guilty. The proofs against him were overwhelming— he who had never even thought of com- mitting a really evil action in his life. There was a general feeling that some extraordinary mystery lurked behind it all. Yet the magistrate had no option but to commit the ill-fated Price for trial. The jury, for whose verdict he waited with but flickering hope, were compelled by the evidence to convict him. The court seemed to grow black, and the faces to vanish as he stood in the dock to receive the sentence which should blight his life for ever. Mr Haush, his employer, George Harper, and other men with whom the prisoner had worked, besides many infleutial folks in the town, made such strenuous efforts on his behalf, and put such an eloquent plea in his favour before the Recorder who tried him, that the sword of justice, instead of descending on his devoted head at once, was to hang suspended 1 by a hair, as it were, for all time. In plainer terms the Court was induced to enlarge him on his own recognisance to come up for judgment when called on. This, in view of very definite expert evidence as to the writing, was mercy indeed. Price was grateful beyond measure, but he could uot pick himself up all at once. He remained dazed for a time, moving about like a man in a dream. To the consternation of his supporters and the energetically expressed amaze- ment of George Harper, no sooner was Edward Price again at liberty than atrocious anonymous letters and postcards once more poured in nauseous streams on the leading families of the district. Mr Haush was a practical man. When his favoured employee was about to be re. arrested he sought a private interview with the chief constable of the town, who as it luckily happened was a man of great discernment. Whoever is working these miracles to rnin Edward," said Mr Haush to him, "is playing the game too quick. Ii you will only act on my hint we shall catch the rascal red-handed. Instead of locking Price up in the ordinary way, let it be supposed that he is still at liberty. He will submit to any conditions you care to suggest that enable your men to keep such a watch on him day and night as will make it impossible for him to write and post letters. If, then, the wretched things continue to be received, you will know that he cannot be the author of them." It is a good idea," said the Chief Constahlo, wad we will give it a week's ViII. On the evening following this important conversation, Mary Praed was alone with George Harper in the lodgings of the latter. I thought you would leave Price alone now," said the girl, but without benevo- lence. You've harked and hawked him enough. Why do you want to keep on at him so ? Because I hate him," answered Harper, with demoniacal concentration that would have staggered his most intimate friends. I hate him so that his death would grieve me more than it would his own mother. Once he was dead I should know that he had escaped me." How stupid it is; and what a lot of trouble it gives me," returned Mary with a half-yawn. Come George, forget him. Think more of settling down and—our marriage." What's the hurry about the marriage ?" Miss Praed looked down shyly. You know there is every hurry, George," whispered she. That's as may be. Anyhow, you must get through this nice little lot of letters and things to-night. Jibbing, eh ? Let me tell you this, my girl. If it had not been for me accidentally discovering that you could copy anything in the shape of figures, caligraphy, and so on, I should never have made up to you, so there So if that gift It is a gift," exclaimed the girl, pride- fully and brightening. I say," persisted George Harper, "that when that gift and you part company, so do we." Oh, no pleaded Mary in a kind of agony. Show me what to write. I'll do it for you." Barely had Mary been an hour at her bad work when a commanding knock at the door startled them both. Harper peeked out through a hole in the blind. It is Mr Haush and two friends," said he coolly. I will go down to them and take them out. Go on with the let- ters." George descended the stairs, treading boldly. Once in the hall, however, he turned from the front door to the back, ran the garden, skipped the wall, and was in another street before a plausible man could say" villiau." Mr Haush and his companions, who were two good men owning duty to the chief constable, made no bones about breaking into the place. The surprise party caught unhappy Mary Praed in the very wallow of guilt. It took many minutes to gather together the muddy documents which landed her in the ultimate slime of 18 months' hard labour. You who have been there know what a queer lot that is. I first began to suspect Mary Praed when I saw her forgetting her duties to write letters. I think she used to sit up all night doing it. I believe, your Honour, that she could copy anything in the way of lines and curves. I never saw any harm in the girl. I think she lost all her moral perceptions in the great and foolish love she had for the rascal who has deserted her at the hour when a woman needs doubly comforting." This, in effect, was what Mr Haush said to the Judge who sat in trial on Mary. It is satisfactory to know that George Harper did not go free for long. Curiously enough, he was imprisoned on an altogether different little affair." 0 The striking point in this record case must ever remain the fact of a rather stupid servant girl being able to imitate anyone's handwriting so nicely that he whose name she forged had hesitation in denying the signature.

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