The Barnwell people. (Barnwell, S.C.) 1884-1925, May 01, 1913, Image 3
THE RED HEADED LEAGUE
nv 8IR A. CONAN DOYL£.
I HAn" Part, '~ Part 1 .labor? It’s m true as gospel, for I
| HAD called upon my friend. Mr. began aa a ship's carpenter.”
nerlock Holmes, one day in the 1 “Your hands, my dear sir. Your
aututan of last year, and found him right hand la quite a size larger than
in deep conversation with a very your left. You have worked with it
stout, florid-faced elderly gentleman,' and the muscles are more derelop-
with fiery red hair. With an apology ed.”
for my intrusion, I was about to “Well, the snuff, then, and the
withdraw, when Holmes pulled me
abruptly into the room and closed the
door behind me.
“You could not possibly have come
at a better time, my dear Watson,"
he said, cordially.
I was afraid that you were engag
ed.”
“So I am. Very much so.”
Then I can wait in the nex4.
room.”
Not at all. This gentleman, Mr
Freemasonry?”
“I won’t insult your intelligence by
telling you how 1 read that, especial
ly as, rather against the strict rules
of your order, you use an arc and
compass breastpin.”
“Ah, of course, I forgot that. But
“ ‘This Is Mr. Jabez Wilson,’ said
my assistant, ‘and he is willing to fill
a vacancy in the league.’
“ ‘And he is admirably suited for
it,’ the other answered. ‘He has ev-
W ilson, has been my partner and 1 ery req'uiremeiit. I cannot recall
helper in many of my most successful! when 1 have seen anything «o fine.’
cases and I have no doubt that he He took a step backward, cocked hts
will be of the utmost use to me in
yours also.”
The stout gentleman half rose from
his chair and gave a bob of greeting,
with a quick little questioning glance
from his small, fat-encircled eyes.
“Try the settee,” said Holmes, re
lapsing into his armchair, and put
ting his finger-tips together, as was
his custom when in judicial moods.
“I know, my dear Watson, that you
share my love of all that is bizarre
and outside the conventions and
humdrum routine of everyday life.
^ ou have show n your relish for it by
the enthusiasm which has prompted
you to chronicle, and if you will ex
cuse my saying so, somewhat to em
bellish so many of my own little ad
ventures.”
“Your cases have indeed been of
the greatest interest to me,” I ob
served.
“You will remember that I re
marked the other day, just before we
went into the very simple problem
presented by Miss Mary Sutherland,
that for strange effects and extra
ordinary combinations we must go to
life itself, which is always far more
dartng than any effort of the imagi
nation ”
“A proposition which I took the
Liberty of doubting.”
“You did, doctor, but none the less
you must come round to my view, for
otherwise I shall keep on piling fact
upon fact on you, until reason breaks
down under them and acknowledges
me to be right Now, Mr Jabez Wil
son here has been good enough to
call upon me this morning, and to be
gin a narrative which promises to be
one of the most singular which I
have listened to for some time You
have heard me remark that the
HtrarigiMt and most unique tilings are
very often connected not with the
lnrg<r but with the smaller crimes,
an 1 oi rasionally. indeed, where there
is room for doubt whether any posi
tive crime has been committed As
head on one side, and gazed at my
hair until I felt quite baahfui. -Then
suddenly he plunged forward, wrung
my hand, and congratulated me
warmly on my success.
“ ‘It would be injustice to hesi
tate,’ said he. ‘You will, however, I
am sure, excuse me for taking an
obvious precaution.’ With that he
seized my hair in both his hands,
and tugged until I yelled with the
pain. ‘I perceive that ail is as it
should be. But we have to be care
ful, for we have twice been deceived
by wigs and once by paint. I could
tell you tales of cobbler’s which
would disgust you with human na
ture.’ He stepped over to the win
dow and shouted through it at the
top of his voice that the vacancy was
filled. A groan of disappointment,
came up from below, and the folk all
trooped away In different directions,
until there was not a red head to Ve
seen except my own and that of Um
manager.
:he writing?”
' What else can be Indicated by
that right cuff so very shiny for five
inches, aud the left one with the
smooth patch near the elbow where
you n*st it upon the desk “
Well, but China’”
“The fish which you have tattooed
immediately above your wrist could
only have been done in China I
have made a small study of tattoo
marks, and have even contributed to
the literature of the subject That
trick of staining the fishes' scales of
a delicate pink la quite peculiar to
China When, In addition. 1 »ee a
Chinese com hanging from your
watch-chain, the matter becomes
even more simple
Mr Jabez Wilson laugheil heavily
"Well, I never' - " said h*' I thought
at first that vou had done something
clever, hut ! see that ther*- was noth
mg m it after all “
' 1 begin to think Watson. ' said
Holmes "that I make a mistake in
far a-> 1 have heard, it is impossible ' explaining Omne ignotum promag-
for me to say whether the present
case is an instance of crime or not.
niticii you know, and mv poor little
reputation, surh as It is. will suffer
hut tho course of events Is certainly , shipwreck If 1 am so candid Can
among the moat singular that I have >011 not find the adve.-tisemen Mr
ever listened to Perhaps. Mr Wil
son. >ou would have the great kind
ness to recommence your narrative
I ask you. not merely because my
friend. Hr Wafaon. has not heard the
opening part, but also because the
peculiar mature of the story make«
me anxious to have every possible de
tail from your lips As a rule, when
I have heard some slight Indication
of the course of events 1 am able to
W ilson ’
"Yes, 1 have got it now '' he an
swered, with his thick red finger
planted half way down the column
"Here It is This Is what began it
all You Just read it for vourself.
sir ”
I took the paper from him and
read as follow*
' To the Red-Headed League On
iccouut or the beqm s* <>f the 1 it"
guide myself by the thousands of j Kzekiah Hopkins, of I.eb,,m 1 r.i . ''
other similar cases which occur to ' S A . there is now anoth.-r v.i, ,tn v
my memory In the present instance "pen which intitles a member of the
1 am forced to admit that the fac?« { I.eugue to a s;tlar> of four pounds a
of mv belief, unique '' 1 week for purely nominal services
are, to the b<
The port I y client puffed out his] All red headed men who are sound ; n
chest with an appearance of soni" body and mind and above (.lie age o f
little pr;d
of 80110
and pulled a duty and | t vv entv-one years are eligible Apply
w rinkle I newspaper from the inside
pocket of his greatcoat As ho glanc
ed dow 11 the advertisement column,
with his head thrust forward, and
the paper flattened out upon his knee,
I took a good look at the man, and
endeavored, after the fashion of my
companion, to read the indications
which might he presented by his
dress o’ appearance.
I did not gam very much,.however,
by my inspection. Our visitor bore
every murk of being an average com
monplace British tradesman, obese,
pompon-, and slow. He wore rather
baggy gray shepherd's check trous
ers, a not over-clean black frock-coat,
unbuttoned in the front, and a drab
waistcoat with a heavy brassy Allvert
chain, and a square bit of metal
dangling down as an ornament. A
frayed top hat and a faded brown
overcoat with a wrinkled velvet col
lar lay upon a chair beside him. Al
together, look as I would, there was
nothing remarkable about the man
save his blazing fed head and the ex
pression of extreme chagrin and dis
content upon his features.
Sherlock Holmes’ quick eye took in
in person on .Monday, at eleven
o'clock, to Duncan Ross, at the offices
of tin* League, 7 I’ope s Court, Fleet
Street."
"What on earth does this mean'.’" I
ejaculated, after I had twice read
cvqr the extraordinary announce
ment.
Holmes chuckled and wriggled in
his chair, as was his habit when in
high spirits, "it is a little off the
beaten track, isn't it?” said he. “And
now, Mr. Wilson, off you go at
scratch, and tell us all about yourself,
your household, and the effect which
this advertisement had upon your for
tunes. You will first make a note,
doctor, of the paper and the date.”
"It is The Morning Chronicle of
April 27, 18!)0. Just two months
ago.”
“Very good. Now, Mr. Wilson.”
“W^ll, it is just as I have been tell-
ipg you, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,” said
Jabez Wilson, mopping his forehead,
"f have a small pawnbroker’s busi
ness at Coburg Square, near the City.
It’s not a very large affair, and of late
years it has not done'more than just
give me a living. I used to be able to
my occupation, and he shook his . two assistants, but now I only
head with a smile as he noticed my 1 kpPI) one ; and I would have a job to
questioning glances. Beyond the p ay i,j m b u t that he is willing to
obvious facLs that he has at some
time done manual labor, H at he
takes snuff, that he is a F^emason,
ibat he has been in China, ano that
he has done a considerable amount
of writing lately, I can deduce noth :
ing else.”
come for half wages, so as to learn
the business.”
"‘What is the name of this obliging
youth?” asked Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
“His name is Vvncent Spaulding,
and he’s not such a youth either.
It’s hard to say his age. I should not
Mr. -Jabez Wilson started up In his W ish a smarter assistant, iMr. Holmes;
chair, with his forefinger upon the
paper, but his eyes upon my com-
pa'nion. •
“How, in the name of good for
tune, did you know a.11 that. Mr.
Holmes?” he asked. “How dl<J you
know, for example, that I did manual
and I know very well that he could
better himself, and earn twice what I
am able to give him. But, after all,
if he la satisfied, why should I put
ideas In his head?”
“Why, indeed? You seem moat
fortunate in haring an employee who
cornea under full market price.
It li not a common experience among
employers in this age. 1 don't know
that your assistant is not as remark
able aa your advertisement.”
“Oh. he has his faults, too,” said
Mr. W’ilBon. "Never waa such a fel
low for photography. Snapping
away with a camera when be ought
to be Improving his mind, and then
diving down into the cellar like a
rabbit into hla hole to develop his
pictures. That is his main fault;
but, on the whole, he's a good work
er. There’s no vice in him.”
“He is still with you, I presume?"
“Yes, sir. He and a glH of four
teen, who does a bit of simple cook
ing, and keeps the place clean—
that's all I have in the house, for I
am a widower, and never had any
family. We live very quietly, sir,
the three pf us; and we keep a roof
over our heads, and pay our debts, if
we do nothing more. 1
"The' first thing that put us out
was that advertisement. Spaulding,
he came down into the office just this
day eight weeks, with this very pa-
p^r lm his handr aTTWhe Says :
“ T wish to the Lord, Mr. Wilson,
that I was a red-headed man.'
“ ‘Why that?’ I asks.
“ ‘Why,’ says he, ’here’s another
vacancy on the League of the Red-
Headed Men. It's worth quite a lit
tle fortune to any man who gets it,
and I understand that there are more
vacancies than there are men, so
that the trustees are at their wits’
end what to do with the money. If
my hair would only change color
here's a nice little crib all ready for
me to step into.’
" 'Why, what is it, then?' I asked.
You see, Mr. Holmes, I am a very
stay-at-home man, and, as my busi
ness came to me instead of my having
to go to it. I was often weeks on end
without putting my foot over the
door-mat In that way I didn't know
much of what was going on outside,
and I was always glad of a bit of
news.
Have you never heard of the
League of the Red-1 leaded Men’' he
asked, with his eves Open
Never
'Why, I wonder at that, for you
sre eligible vourself for one of the
vacancies.'
"And what are the> worth’’ I
asked
oh, merely a couple of hundred
a year, but the work is slight, and it
need not interfere very much with
ones other occupations
"Well, vou can easily think that
that made me pr!< k up ni> ears, for
the business h^s not been over good
for some wars and an extra couple
of hundred would have been very
handy
Tel! me a I! about it.’ sud I
\\*ll said tie. showing me the
advertisement. >ou can see for your
self that the League has a vacanev
and there Is the address where vou
should apply for particulars As far
as 1 can make out, the League was
founded b> an Amer.can millionaire,
K/ekiah Hopkins, who was very pe
culiar m his ways He was himself
red headed, and had a great svtu
pHthv for all red-headed men. so
so. when h<* died, it was found that
he had left his enormous fortune in
the hands of truitees, with Instruc
tions to apply the interest to the pro
viding of easy berths to men whose
hair is of that color From all 1 hear
it I- splendid pay. and very little to
do
Ftut. said I. 'there would be mil
lions of red-headed men who would
apply '
Not so many as you might think,'
lie answered 'You see it is really
confined to Londoners, and to grown
men This American had started
from I/ondon w h< n lie was young, and
nr wanted to do the old town a good
tarn. Then, again. 1 have heard it
;s no use your applying If your ha.r
is light red. or dark red, or anything
but teal, bright, blazing, tirery red
Now. it you eared to apply, Mr Wil
son, you would just walk in. but per
haps it would hardly lie worth your
while to put yourself out of the way
for the sake of a few hundred
pounds.’
“Now it is a fact, gentlemen, as
you may see for yourselves, that my
hair Is of a very full and rich tint, so
that it s«emed to too thaL if there’
was to be any competition in the mat
ter, I stood as good a chance as any
man that I had ever met. Vincent
Spaulding seemed to know so much
about it that I thought he might
prove useful, so I just ordered him
to put up the shutters for the day,
and to come right away with me. He
was very willing to have a holiday, so
we shut the business up, and started
off for the address that was given us
in the advertisement.
“I never hope to see such a sight
as that again, Mr. Holmes. From
north, south, east, and west every
TiTiin who had a shade of red in his
hair had tramped into the City to
answ’er the advertisement. Fleet
Street was choked with red-headed
folk, and Pope’s Court looked like a
coster's orange barrow. 1 should not
have thought there were so many in
the whole country as were brought
together by that single advertise
ment. Every shade of color they
were—straw, lemon, orange, brick,
Irish-setter, liver, clay; .but, as
Spaulding said, there were not many
who had the real vivid flame-colored
tint. When I saw 1 how many were
waiting, I would have given it up in
despair; but Spaulding would not
hear of it. How he dltjtflt I could not
Imagine, but he pushed and pulled
and butted until he got me through
the crowd, and right up to the steps
which lad to tba offlea. Thera waa a
double atraam upon tha stair, tome
going up In hope, and acme coming
back dejected; hut we wedged In as
wsll as we could, and soon found
ourselves In the office.”
“Your experience has been a most
entertaining one," remarked Holmes,
as his client paused sod refreshed his
memory with a huge pinch of snuff.
"Pray continue your very interesting
statement."
"There waa nothing in the office
but a couple of wooden chairs and a
deal table, behind which sat a small
man, with a head that was even red
der than mine. He said a few words
to each candidate as he came up, and
then he always managed to find some
fault in them which would ’disquali
fy them. Getting a vacancy did not
scent to he such a very easy matter
after all. However, when our turn
came, the little man was much more
.favorable to me than to any of the
others, and he closed the door as we
entered, so that he might have a pri
vate word with us.
” -- ’ *-• — M
“ ‘My name,’ said he, ’is Mr. Dun
can Ross, and I am myself one of the
pensioners upon the fund left by ou^
noble benefactor. Are you a married
man, Mr. Wilson? Have you a fam
ily?
' I answered, that I had not.
"Ilis face fell immediately.
" Dear me!' he said, gravely, ‘that
is vi ry serious, indeed! 1 am sorry
to hear you say that. The fund was,
of cour.-a 1 , for the propagation and
spread of th” red heads as well as for
their niaiiitenanee. It is exceedingly
unfortunate that you should be a
bachelor
"Mv lure lengthened at this. Mr.
Holmes, for I thought that I was not
to have the vacanev after nil. but.
after thinking it over tor a tew min
utes, he said that it would he all
right
lu the c .1 m * of a no: her said he,
'the object.oil !u;g'lt he tnt.'ll. hilt we
rust stretch a point in favor of a man
with such a head of hair as yours
When shall you be able to enter upon
your new duties'"
" 'Well, it is a little awkward, for
1 have a business already.' said I
" oh. never mind about that. Mr
Wilson'' said Vincent Spouldlng 'I
shall tie aide to look after that for
you '
What would be the hours’’ I
aaked
" Ten to t no '
"Now a pawnorokers business ip
movlly done of an evening. Mr
Holme*. e*|ierially Thursday and Fri
day evening, which is Just before pay
day, so it would suit me very well to
earn a little In the morning* He-
■ ides, knew that my asaiatatu waa a
good tna.1 and that he would see to
anvthing in,.1 turned up
“'That wou.l suit me very well.'
said 1 A ml the . av
Is four pounds a w -ek
And the work’'
I■« purely nominal'
What do you call purely nomi
na!”
e 11^ y oil I .1 v 1 * o be in the of -
fl<* or at b mM in the building, the
whole * I Til e If you leave, you forfeit
your whole position forever The
will is very clear upon that point
You don t comply with the conditions
if you budge from the office during
tha’ time
" It s only four hours a day, and I
should not think of leaving.' said 1
"‘No excuse will avail,' said Mr
Duncan Ross, neither sickness, nor
business, not any tiling else There
you must stay, or you will lose your
billet ’
" ' Atul th" work ”
" Is to ropy out the "Kticyclopae
dta Lntaiinicu . There is the first
volume ot it 111 that press >'011 must
fin 1 vour own ink. pens, and blotting-
paper. but .v o provide this table and
(hair Will you be ready to-mor
row n '
'< Vrtainly,’ 1 answered
Tio-n. good-by, Mr Jabez Wil
son. and let me congratulate you
once more on the important position
which you have been fortunate
enough to gain.’ He bowed me out
of the room, and I went homti..'»:iLh
my assistant hardly knowing what to
say or do, I was so pleased at my
own good fortune.
2'.-Well, l Uu>ught over the matter
all day, and by evening I was in low
spirits again; for I had quite per
suaded mvself that the whole affair
must be some great hoax or fraud,
though what its object might be I
could not imagine. It seemed alto
gether past belief that any one could
make such a will, or that they would
pay such a sum for doing anything so
simple as copying out the ‘Encyclo
paedia Lritannica’. Vincent Spauld
ing did what he could to cheer me up,
but by bed-time T had reasoned my
self out of the whole thing. How
ever, in the morning 1 determined to
have a look at it anyhow, so I bought
a penny bottle of* ink, and with a
quill pen apd seven sheets of foolscap
paper I started off for Pope’s Court.
“Well, to my surprise and delight
everything was as right as possible.
The table was set out ready for me,
and Mr. Duncan Ross was there to
see that I got fairly to work. He
started me off upon the letter A, and
then he left me; but he would drop
in from time to time to see that all
was right with me. At two o'clock
he bade me good-day, complimented
me upon the amount that I had writ
ten, and locked the door of the office
after me.
“This went on day after day, Mr.
Holmea, and on Saturday the man
ager came In and planked down four
golden sovereigns for my week’*
work. It waa ike same a ext week,
and the same the week aftar. Bvery
morning I waa there at ten, and
every afternoon I left at two. By de
grees Mr. Duncan Rots took to com
ing In only once of a morning, and
then, after a time, he did not come
in at all. Btlll, of coarse, I never
dared to leave the room for an In
stant, for 1 waa not sure when he
might come, and the billet waa such
a good one, and suited me so well,
i.it 1 would not risk the loes of it.
“Eight weeks passed away' like
this, and I had written about Abbots,
and Archery, and Armor, and Archi
tecture, and Attica, and hoped with
diligence that I might get on to the
B’s before very long. It coat me
something in foolscap, and I had
pretty nearly filled a shelf with my
writings. And then suddenly the
whole business came to an end."
“To and end?”
__ “Yea. sir. And no later than, this
morning. I went to my work as
usual at ten o’clock, but the door was
shut and locked, with u little square
of cardboard hammered onto the
middle of the panel with a tack.
Here it is, and you can read for your
self.”
He held up a piece of white card
board, about the size of a sheet of
note-paper. It read in this fashion;
“The Heed-1 leaded I A’ague is IMswolv-
ed.
Oct. 9, 1 890.”
Sherlock, Holmes and I surveyed
this curt announcement and the rue
ful face behind it, until the comical
side of The affair so completely over
topped every consideration that we
'»(o!i burst out into a roar of iaugh-
;er.
"I cannot see that there is any
thing very funny, cried our client,
bushing up to, tin* roots of his flam
ing head If you can do nothing
heller than laugh at me, I can go
elsew here
"No. no. cried Holmes, shoving
him back into the chair from which
h< had half risen "I really wouldn't
miss your case- for the world It i*
most refreshingly unusual Put
there Is. If you will excuse my ssying
wo. something Just a little funny
about it. Pray what steps did yon
take when you found the card upon
the door”'
"I was staggered, sir I did not
know what to do Then I called at
the offices round, but none of them
seemed to know anything about it
Finally. 1 went to the landlord, who
is an arcoun’ant living on the ground
floor,, and I asked him if he rould
tell me what had become of the Ked-
Headed league He said that b« had
never heard of any such body Then
I asked him who Mr Duncan Kosa
was He answered that the name
waa new to him
’’ Well,' said I. ’the gentleman at
No 4 '
What the rc-d headed man’
'' Ye*
' Oh. said he. his name waa Wil
liam Morris He was a solicitor, and
• as using ny room as a temporary
co vc ni»-nc e until bis new premisoa
were n*. moved out yester
day ’
U hco.. c uld I find him ’
Oh, at I... new offices He did
• ii m- the add. sa. Yea, 17 King
Edward Street, near St Paul's ’
"1 started off. Mr Holmes, but
when 1 got (0 that ado -sv it was a
manufactory of artificial knee-caps,
and no one in it bad ever heard of
either Mr William Morns, »r Mr.
Duncan Ross
"And what did you do then?” a.,1-
ed Holmes
I we-iit home to Saxe-Coburg
Square-, and 1 took the advice of my
assistant Hut h p could not help me
In any way He could only say that
if i waited I should hear by post.
Hut that was not quite enough. Mr
Holmes. 1 did not wish to lose such
a place without a struggle, so, as I
bad heard that you were good
enough to give advice to poor folk
who were in need of it, I came right
away to you.”
"And you did very wisely,” said
Holmes. "Your case is an exceed
ingly remarkable one. and I shall be
htrppy-tu look Into it. From what
you have told me I think that it is
possible that graver issues hang from
it than might at first sight appear.”
“tTrave enough!" said Mr. Jabez
Wilson. "Why, I have lost four
pounds a week.”
"As far as you are personally con
cerned,” remarked Holmes, “I do not
see that you have any grievance
against this extraordinary league.
On the contrary, you are, as I under
stand, richer by some thirty pounds,
to say nothing of the minute knowl
edge which you have gained on every
subject which comes under the letter
\. You have lost nothing by them.”
“No, sir. But I want to find out
about them, and who they are, and
what their object was in playing this
prank—if it was a prank—upon me.
it was a pretty expensive joke for
them, for it cost them two-and-thirty
pounds.”
“We shall endeavor to clear up
these points for you. And, first, one
or two questions, Mr. Wilson. This
assistant of yours who first called
your attention to tiie advertisement
- how long had he been with you?”
“About a month then.”, ^
"How did he come?”
“In answer to an advertisement.”
“Was he the only applicant?”
“No, I had a dozen.”
"Why did you pick him?”
“Because he waa handy and would
coma cheap.”
” At half wagea, la fact.”
“Yea.”
“What la he like, this Vincent
hie ways, no hair on
he's not short of thirty,
splash of acid npon hla
Holmes eat np tn hla el
aldernble excitement. **1
ranch,” said he. ~Hare yon«
served that hie ears sre
earrings?”
“Yea. air. Ha told me that a
had done H for him when he nan
lad.”
"Hum!” said Holmes, elnhing
•n deep thongbi. “He is still wl
you?”
“Oh, yea, air; I have enly Jnst loft
him.” j,
"And has your business -*-**
tended to In your absence?”
“Nothing to complain of, sir.
There’s never very much to do of n
morning.”
• That will do. Mr. Wilson. I shall
be happy to give you an opinion
the subject In the course of a day or
two. To-day is Saturday, and I hope
that by Monday we may come to a
conclusion”
"Well, Watson,” said Holmes, when
our viaitor c 'had left us, t'what do y
make of It all?” Y
“I make nothing of it,” I answered
frankly. “It is a most mysteriotM
business.”
"As a rule,” said Holmes, "the
more bizarre a thing is the less mys
terious It proves to be. It is yo
commonplace, featureless cri
which are really puzzling, Jnst ad a
commonplace face is the most dlfi-
] cult to identify. But I must
prompt over this matter.”
“What are you going to do, theh
I asked.
“To smoke,” he answered. "It la
quite a three-pipe problem, and 1 beg
that you won’t speak to me for fifty
minutes.” He curled himself np in
his rbair, with bis thin knees irgww
up to his hawk-like nose, and
he sat with his eyes *ioh*.* 1 und __
Mack clay pipe thrusting out like the
bill of some strange bird. I hhd'
come to the conclusion that
dropped asleep, and Indeed w
ding myself, when he
sprang eut of hie chair with the
tnre of a man who has made Eg Mg
mind, and pot his pipe down 1
the mantelpiece.
“Saraaate plays at 8t. James’
this afternoon,” he rwmj
do yoe think, Wataon? Coe Id
patients spare yoe for e few
”1 have nothing to do to-day.
practice is never very ilssibtng
“Thee pet ee yeer hat and 4
I am going throagh the City
and we can have eoae laaeh m
way. I observe that there Is a
deal of German masts ea the
gram, which Is rather aora h
taste than Italian or
Introspective, and I w
speet. Come along!”
We traveled hy the Ui
as fsr as
walk took es to
the scene of the stagnlnr
we had listened to la the aofM^ *
It was s poky, little, shalhp^lhMM
place, where foar linos of dingy, t«»-
storled brick houses looked eel hMO;
s small railed-In lac lose re, whose g
lawn of weedy grass,
clump* of faded la are!
a hard fight against s
and uncongenial
giR balls and s brown hoard
Jabez Wilson In whits lot tern,
* corner ho'ise, announced the
where our red-headed cheat
on hi* business. Sherlock
Mopped In front of It with hie
eu one aide, and looked U all c
with hie eyes shining brightly
tween puckered llda. Then he jr
ed slowly up the street, and (
down again 10 the corner, still h
ing keenly a. the booses. Finally hi
returned to the pewrbroker’e, sad,-
having thumped vlgorodhlff npon 4hd'
pavement with his stick tvo^VrJ
times, he went up to the door aad<
knocked. It was instantly opened hy
a bright-look log, clean-shaven young
fellow, who asked him to atop ta>
“Thank you,” said Holmes* "I only
wished to ask you how yon wonld go
from here to the Strand.” •
“Third right, fourth left,” answer-
ed the assistant, promptly, dosing
the door.
“Smart fellow, that,” observed
Holmes as we walked away,
in my judgment, the foorth smartest v
man in London, and for daring I na S
not sure that he has not n claim to fep
third. 1 have known something' ot
him before.”
“Evidently,” said I. “Mr. Wilson’s
assistants counts for a good deal tn
this mystery of the ‘ Red-headod
League. 1 am sure that yon might
see him.” j
“Not him.” S >1
“What then?”
X-
“The knees of his trousers.” . 2
“And what did you see?”
“What I expected to see.”
“Why did you beat the pavemendt”
“My dear doctor, this Is a time fifir
observation, not for talk. We a^p*
spies in an enemy’s country. Wh'
know something of S&xe-Cobwg J
Square. I>et us now explore the idltar
which lie behind U.”
(To be oontinned.)
Falls Dead in Field.
Thomas J. Monts, Confederate vtt-*
eran and prominent farmer,
dead while plowing In hlh field
home about four miles fro^ 1
ton Monday afternoon. Mg.
had been to his hones nbonfi
utes before, and a
the beet of health. A few
after he retarned to
found lying de*
of bin plow.