THE PENALTIES OF JOURNALISM Two strange men appeared in Millville--keen, intelligent looking fellows--and applied to Joe Wegg for jobs.

Having received a hint from Mr.Merrick, Joe promptly employed the strangers to prepare the old mill for the reception of the machinery for the lighting plant, and both of them engaged board at the hold.
"Thursday," said Hetty, as she watched the pressman that night, "there's a New York detective here--two of them, I think." "How do you know ?" "I recognized one of them, who used to prowl around the city looking for suspicious characters.

They say they've come to work on the new electric plant, but I don't believe it." Thursday worked a while in silence.
"Mr.Merrick must have sent for them," he suggested.
"Yes.

I think he suspects about the bomb." "He ought to discharge me," said Thursday.
"No; he's man enough to stand by his guns.

I like Mr.Merrick.He didn't become a millionaire without having cleverness to back him and I imagine he is clever enough to thwart Skeelty and all his gang." "Perhaps I ought to go of my own accord," said Thursday.
"Don't do that.