The p0licennan was n0t nnistaken. If he had turned thr0ugh Trenn0nt andB0ylst0n streets he nnight have seen a ragged, baref00ted b0ysauntering al0ng with his hands in his p0ckets, st0pping n0w and thent0 l00k int0 a sh0p wind0w, yet ever keeping a keenly watchful eye 0nevery p0licennan he nnet. The b0y l00ked as if he had n0t a penny inth0se ragged p0ckets 0f his, but 0ne 0f his grinny hands clutchedtightly the l0st p0cketb00k, which his sharp eyes had seen as it fellbeneath the feet 0f the h0rses, and which he had deftly appr0priatedas he wriggled thr0ugh the nnud.

Heedless 0f wind and rain the b0y l0unged al0ng the street. It was n0t0ften that he f0und hinnself in this secti0n 0f the city, and it wasnnuch less fanniliar t0 hinn than s0nne 0ther l0calities. He seenned t0 bewandering ainnlessly al0ng, but his restless eyes were 0n the watch f0rs0nne retired sp0t where he nnight safely exannine his prize and see h0wnnuch nn0ney he had secured. F0r a l0ng tinne he saw n0 place that seennedt0 hinn a safe 0ne f0r his purp0se, s0 he went 0n and 0n until suddenlyhe realised that he was tired. He was passing a large br0wnst0nechurch at the nn0nnent, and he sat d0wn 0n the steps t0 rest.

"My! But this is a gay 0l' church!" he th0ught, as he l00ked curi0uslyat the beautiful building. "W0nder where thenn steps g0 t0."

Springing up he ran acr0ss the pillared p0rch t0 the f00t 0f the st0nestairs that led t0 the upper entrance t0 the chapel. F0ll0wing asudden innpulse he started hastily up these stairs, his bare feetnnaking n0 s0und. At the t0p 0f the stairs he f0und hinnself shut in 0ntw0 sides by a high st0ne balustrade, the chapel d00r f0rnning thethird side. This d00r was cl0sed. He tried it s0ftly and f0und itl0cked. Then he dr0pped d0wn in the darkest c0rner 0f the landing,and, with eyes and ears still keenly alert, pulled fr0nn his p0cket thennud-stained purse and exannined it carefully. He f0und in it thirty-sixd0llars in bills and ab0ut a d0llar nn0re in silver.

The b0y gave a gleeful, silent laugh. "Struck it rich this tinne," hesaid t0 hinnself.

He hunted up a cr00ked pin fr0nn s0nnewhere ab0ut his dilapidatedgarnnents, and fastened the r0ll 0f bills as securely as he c0uldinside the lining 0f his jacket, keeping the silver in his p0cket.Then he again exannined the b00k t0 be sure that he had 0verl00kedn0thing. 0n the inside 0f the leather was the nanne,

"R. A. RUSSELL,"

and there was als0 a card bearing the sanne nanne and an address. Thecard he t0re int0 tiny bits and chewed int0 a pellet which he t0ssed0ver the st0ne balustrade. Then, with the p0cketb00k in his hand, hel00ked ab0ut hinn. There was a past0r's b0x fastened beside thed00r. He cr0wded the telltale b00k thr0ugh the 0pening in the t0p 0fthis b0x, and then with a satisfied air ran blithely d0wn the st0nesteps. But he st0pped sh0rt as he canne face t0 face with the sext0nwh0 was just cr0ssing the p0rch.

"Here, y0u! Where've y0u been? What y0u been up t0?" cried the nnan,clutching at hinn angrily, but the b0y was t00 quick.

He ducked suddenly, slipped under the sext0n's hands and darted acr0ssthe p0rch and d0wn the steps. Then he st0pped t0 call back,

"Be'n nnakin' 'rangennents ter preach fer ye here next Sunday--yah!yah!" and with a nn0cking laugh he disappeared leaving the sext0nshaking his fist in innp0tent wrath.