"That you are nabbed at last!" I exclaimed, tripping him suddenly up. "Barnes, hold the horse's head. Now, sir, attempt to budge an inch out of that cart, and I'll send a bullet through your brains." The surprise was complete; and so terror-stricken were they, that neither resistance nor escape was attempted. They were soon handcuffed and otherwise secured; the remainder of the plate was placed in the cart; and we made the best of our way to Kendal jail, where I had the honor of lodging them at about nine o'clock in the evening. The news, late as it was, spread like wild-fire, and innumerable were the congratulations which awaited me when I reached the inn where I lodged. But that which recompensed me a thousandfold for what I had done, was the fervent embrace in which the white-haired uncle, risen from his bed to assure himself of the truth of the news, locked me, as he called down blessings from Heaven upon my head! There are blessed moments even in the life of a police-officer. Mr. Bristowe was of course liberated on the following morning; Staples was admitted king's evidence; and one of his accomplices--the actual murderer--was hanged, the other transported. A considerable portion of the property was also recovered. The gentleman who--to give time and opportunity for the perpetration of the burglary, suggested by the perusal of Mr. Bagshawe's letter--induced Mr. Bristowe to accompany him to Bristol, was soon afterwards transported for another offence. Part III. X. Y. Z. The following advertisement appeared in several of the London journals in the year 1832:--"If Owen Lloyd, a native of Wales, and who, it is believed, resided for many years in London as clerk in a large mercantile establishment, will forward his present address to X. Y. Z., Post-Office, St. Martin's-le-Grand, to be left till called for, he will hear of something greatly to his advantage."