Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 50, Number 33, Jasper, Dubois County, 1 May 1908 — Page 7

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CHAPTER I.

A Dangerous Errand. A cy of hills with ii frliiKO of 1 houifH crownlnt; the lower heights; talMMountulii rising unro In tlio Ukitroum! anil becoming real nioiinSn a they Htrotchod away In tlio Lance to right und loft; tx confusud M f buildings coining to tbo "ati-r's odue on tbo lint; a foroat of mams ships awlnglng In tbo stroain. an( dip troakod, yellow, grny-grcon water of the bay taking si cold light (mm the sotting sun as It struggled through tbo wisps of fog that Hut(erPd above the sorratod sky-line of t(l0 rity tbcsfe wore my ilrst impressions of San Francisco. Tee wind blow fresh and chill from the west with the damp and salt of the Pacitlc heavy upon It, as I brwisted It from the forward deck of the ferry steamer, 121 Capltan. As I drank hi the air and was silent with admiration of the beautiful panorama that was spread before me, my companion touched mo on the arm. rnine into my cabin," he said.

-Vfin'll bo one of those fellows who

ran t come to San Francisco without

Mtrhinc his death of cold, and then

Uns It on to the climate instead of

his own luclc of common sense. Lome, i mu't snare you. now I've got you

hpr at last. 1 wouldn't lose you for

million dollars."

I ll come for half the money," 1

returned, as he took me by tho arm

in. i lfd me into the close cabin.

iv eomnanlon. I should explain,

wa' Henry Wilton, tho son of my

fatht-rn cousin, who had tlio advau

tan of a few years of residence in

California, and a port od all the airs nf a nloneor. We had been close

friend through boyhood and youth, and it was on his offer of employment that I had come to the city by the

Cold i-ti Gate.

: "WYt n resemblance!"' I heard a

, woman exclaim, as we entered the ' cabin. "They must be twins." ! There, Henry." I whisporod with a laugh; "you see we are discovered." Though our relationship was not "ckw we had been cast in the mold i of some common ancestor. We were i fo nearly alike In form and feature as to perplex all but our intimate acI qualntances, and we had made the reaemblance the occasion of many

tricks in our boyhood days. ' Henry had heard the exclamation as eil as I. To my surprise, it nplur.d to bring him annoyance or ap prehension rather than amusement. I had forgotten that It would make as conspicuous." he said, more to himself than to me. I thought; and he glanced through the cabin as tbt.uKh he looked for some peril.

V. were used to mat ions us. I mM. as wo found a seat, 'is the busings ready for me? You wrote that you thought it would be in hand by thV time I got here." 'AW can't talk about It hero." he said In a low tone. "There Is plonty of work to bo done. It's not hard. but. as 1 wrote vou. It needs a man of pluck and discretion. It's delicate busiaei, you understand, and danktous If you can't keep your head. Hut tbo danger won't bo yours. I've cot thnt end of it."

'Of course you'ro not trying to do

at thing against tho law?" 1 said. Oh. it has nothing to do with thei law." ho replied with an odd smile I 'In fact. It's a little mntter in which are well, you might say outside ,

the law." I gave a gasp at this distressing UKueation. and llonry chuckled as he saw the consternation written on my facp. Thon he rose and said: Come, the boat is getting In." "Bui I want to know" 1 began. "Ob. bother your 'want-toknows.' If s not agnlnst the law Just outsido it. you understand. I'll tell you more

of It when we get to my room. uive me that valise. Come along now." An! as the boat entered the slip we found ourselves at the front of tho priHttlng crowd that Is always surging in and otit of San Francisco by the gateway of tho Market Street ferry.

As wo pushed our way throng n mo clamoring hack-drivers and hotel-run-am who blocked the entrance to the city. I was roused by n sudden thrill of the Instinct of danger that Warns one when ho meets the eye of a snake. It was gono In an Instant, but 1 had time to trace effect to cause.

Thr warning came this time from the eyes of a man, a lithe, keen-faced man who Hashed a look of triumphant

malice on us as ho disappeared in the

waiting-room of tho ferry-shed. Hut the keen face and tho basilisk glance

"re burned Into my mind in that

moment as deeply as though I had known then what evil was behind them. My companion swore softly to himself. "What's tho mntter?" I asked. "Don't look around," ho said. "We are watched." "Tho snake-eyed man?" "Did you sco him, too?" His man ner wns careless, but his tone was troubled. "1 thought I had given him he slip," ho continued. "Well, there's no hol (or it now." "Are .vo to hunt for a hiding-place?" 1 asked doubtfully.

littonod again at tho crack of the ly. I could only wonder, as I closeo door. I hiul lockfd the door, whether it wos

"Oh, no; not now. I wns going to

take you direct to my room. Now we are going to a hotel with 11 tho publicity we can got. Horo wo aro."

In another moment wo woro In a

lumberlnj; conch, ami were whirling over the rough pavement, through a confusing maze of streets, pnst long

rows of dingy, ugly buildings, to the hotel.

"A room for tho nlüht," orderod

Henry, as wo entered tho hotel of

fice and saluted the clerk.

"Your brother will sloop with you?"

Inquired tho clerk.

"Yes." Henry paid tho bill, took the key.

and we were shown to our room. Af

ter romoving tho travol-staius, I declared myself quite ready to dlno. "We won't need this again." said Henry, tossing tho key on the bureau as wo left. "Or no, on second thought." he continued. "It's just as well to loave tho door locked. There might be somo Inquisitive callers." And we betook ourselves to a hasty meal that was not of a nature to rnlse my opinion of San Francisco. "Are you through?" asked my companion, as I shook my head over a melancholy piece of pie, and laid down

my fork. "Well, take your bag. This door look pleasant and say nothing." Ho led tho way to the bar and then

through a back room or two, until with a turn we woro In a blind alley.

After a pause to obiervo the street

before we ventured forth, Henry said:

"I guess we're all right now. We

inHEf rhiince it. anyhow. So we

"In Heaven's name. Henry, what's I up?" 1 exclaimed with whim temtier. "You'ro at full of mysteriös as u dime novel." Henry smiled grimly. ".Maybe you don't recognize that this is sorlous business." he said. 1 was about to protest that 1 could not hnow too much, when Honry raisod bis hand with a warning to silence. I hoard tho sound of n cautious stop outside. Then Honry sprang to tho door. Hung It open, and bolted down tho passage. There was the gloam of a revolver in his hand. I hurried after him. but as I crossed the threshold ho wag coming softly Imck. with linger on his lips. "I must see to tho guards again. I can have them together by midnight." "Can l help?" "No. Just wait hero till I get back. Bolt tho door, and let nobody in but me. It Isn't likely that they will try

tn tin aiivthine before midnight. If

they do well, hero's a revolver. Shoot through the door If anybody tries to break It down."

1 stood in the door, revolver in hnnd. watched him down tho hall, and

baton od lo his footsteps as they de-

scended the stairs and at last faded

away into the murmur of life that

came up from the open street.

CHAPTER II. A Cry for Help. I hastily closed and locked the door, Then I rallied my spirits with some thing of resolution, and shamed my

self with tho reproach that I should

fear to share any danger that Henry

was ready to face. Wearied as I was with travel. I was too much excited

for sleep. Reading was equally im

possible. 1 scarcely glanced at the

sholf of books that hung on the wall

and turne l to a study of my surround

lugs. The room was on the corner, as

have said, and I threw up the sash of the west window and looked out over a tangle of old buildings, ramshacklo

sheds, and an alley that appeared to lead nowhere. Som soucA of a drunken quarrel drew my attention to the north win-

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the police or a private enemy that ha

was trtng to avoid.

I had small time to speculnto on

tho possibilities, for outsido tho window I heard tho single word, "Holp!"

I rushed to tho window and looked

out. A bund of hall a dozen men was

struggling and pushing away from

Montgomery Street Into the darkor

end of tho alley. They woro noa ro

under the window.

"(JIvo It to him." said a voice. In an Instant thore came a scream

of agony. Thon a light showed and

a tall, broad-shouldered figure leaped

back.

"These aren't the papers," It hissed. Curse you, you've got tho wrong

man:

Thore was a mornont of confusion,

and tho light flashed on the man who

had spoken and was gone. Hut the

flash had shown me the face of a man I could never forget. It was a strong,

cruel, wolfish face the face of a man

near sixty, with a fierce yellow-fray

mustache and Imperial a face brec

at tho temples and tapering down into

a firm, unyielding jaw. and marked

then with all the lines of rage, hatred,

and chagrin at the failure of his plans

It took not a second for mo to see and hear asd know all this, for tho

vision came and was gone in tho

drooning of an oyclid. And then there Paris pattern No. 1892, All Seam

echoed through the alley loud cries of Allowed. This dainty dressing-sack

"Police! Murder! Holp!" I was con- made 0f wnito cashmere, with its scious that there was a man running roUnd turn-down collar scalloped and

through the hall and down the rickety embroidered by hand, answers all re

WüVitual Constipation

flay bpjicrniancnily wcicomc improper

personal ejjorts viuune astsiancr of the one truly ijcncjicial WotUc remedy, Syrilj) ojiigs an J tA'uVr ejSoaBfl, wKicK enabled oetoorm regular kabits clatly So that assistance to nature may be gra dually ctt$ponScWK wtan ho (onr needed as the best oj vemcdics.wKcn vcouircd, arc to as&isl" nature and not to frupjdanUhc V"ral functions, vhich mußt depend ultimately upon proper- nouu'snment, proper effovfe,andrtfcht living generally. To get its beuejiciol cjjecrs, alway5 buy tho genuine ' V nanujactu-tlby the California Fig Syrup Co. only cmn FTV ALL LEADING DRUGGISTS

cue &ue only, regular price 50f rr Bottle

Pants for the Orphans. There is a praiseworthy custom In some families of sending all tho "pants" that the boys have gono through, wholly or In part, to tho asylum for orphans, and, as tho orphans never mind a hole more or less, they are glad to get the garments. In one of these families a few days ago oc-

stairs, making the building ring to quirements for a negligee jacket that curred a little incident bearing on this

the same cries. lo both becoming ana conuoriaun-. laudable custom. rea was uuBhu It was thus with a feeling of sur- There Is a slight blouse directly at ,n tnat extremely fascinating, but prise that I found myself In the street, the center-front, and the peplum with rather dangerous, sport of sliding and came to know that the cries for an inverted plait at the center-back, down tne uanIstcrs.

loin had come from me, and that i lis set on under me nouon run ueuums. "What are you doing mere, i ruu;

, .nnn who had run tnroiiKti me i no muium i m ouc ".-.o - asked mamma.

hall and down the stairs shouting for 44 Inches, bust measure. For 3G bust "Making pants for the poor little

the nollce. The street was empty. the sack requires 4 yaras oi maie-

Fortunaiely the policeman on the rial 20 Inches wide. 1 yards 3 i? was at hand, and I hailed him inches w ide, or 2, yaras 12 lncl r .. m. . wide; 1 yard of beading. 1V4 yan

orphans," answered Fred.

beat

excitedly

"Only rolling

ard

drunk," he said of w'l'e ribbon and three yards of nar

row ribbon to trim.

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"N'O. it's worse than that I inslStCU. toVi;yt',rt Department." of tills paper. ,,1 tre.tmeau lUii'i C.urrh core

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He listened more attentively as I

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told him how Henry nau 101 1 me house .Vist before the cry for help had

risen.

It's a nasty place." he continued.

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It's lucky rve got a iigni. no

braucht ui a dark lantern from his

overcoat pocket, and stood in the

shelter of the building as be ligntea it "There's not many as carries 'em,"

1.0 continued, "but they're mighty

handv at times."

We made our way to tne point Deneath the window, where the men had stood. There was nothing to bo seen no sign of struggle, no shred of torn clothing, no drop of blood. Body, traces and all had disappeared.

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CHILD'S LOW,NECKED DRESS.

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He who tells a lie Is not sensibls how great a task he undertakes, for he must be forced to Invent 20 more to maintain one Pope.

CHAPTER III. A Question in the Night. I was stricken dumb at this end to the investigation, and half doubted tho evidence of my eyes. "Well." said the policeman, with a sigh of relief, "there's nothing here. I suspected that his doubts of my sanity were returning. "Here is where it was done," I asserted stoutly, pointing to the spot where I had seen the struggling group from the window. "There were surely live or six men In it." "It's bard to make sure of things from above In this light," said tho policeman, hinting once more his sus

picion thnt I was confusing droani3

with reality. "There was no mistaking that job,'

I said. "See here, the alley lead3

farther back. Bring your light.

A few naces farther the alley turned

at a right angle to tne north. Wo looked narrowly for a body, and then for traces that might give hint of tho

passage of a party.

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Tills woman says that after months of suffering Lydia E. Pinkham's Vcgctablo Compound made her as well as over. Maude E. Fortfe. of Lcesburs,Va, writes to Mrs. Pinkhara: "1 -want other Buffcrintr women to know what Lydia E. Plnkham's Vegetable Compound has done for me. tor months I suffered from feminine Uh bo that I thought I could not live. J wrote you, and after taking- Lydia E. t: 1,1, Vnrrolnblc Compound, and

portrayed developed in sheer us5nff tn0 treatment you prescribed 1 iintlsto- The body portion is fn i?it a new woman. I am not

gathered to a yoke, which is hidden by Rtrong and well ascver.and thank yon

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"Nothing here." said the policeman, he cojlarf nmi the lowr. edge Is fin- for the good you have dono me.

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dow. and I looked out into tho alley, and are a nine or two u 3

Tliere were shouts and curses, anu one protesting, struggling Inebriate was hurled out from the front door and left, with threats and foul language, to collect himself from the

pavement. This edifying incident, which was explained to mo solely by sound, had scarcely come to an end when a noise of creaking boards drew my eyes to the othor window. The shutter suddenly Hew around, and a human figure

swung In at the open casing.

"S-h h!" came the warning whisper, and 1 recognized my supposed robbor. 1 was Henry. "Don't speak out loud." ho said in suppressed tones. "Wait till I fasten this shutter." "Shall I shut tho window?" I asked, thoroughly Impressed by bis manner. "No. you'll make too niticvi noiso."

ho said, stripping off his coat and

vest. "Here, change clothos with me.

tjulck! It's a case of life and death.

I must bo out of here in two minutes. Do as I say. now. Don't ask questions. 111 tell you about It, In a day or two. No, just the coat and vest. There give me that collar and tie. Where's your hat?"

The changes woro completed, or

dodged along in the shadow till we came to Montgomery Street, and after a brief walk, turned into a gloomy doorway and mounted a worn pair of s t iirs The house was three stories In height. It stood on the corner of an allow and tbo lower floor was in

tended for a store or saloon: but a renting agent's sign nnd a collection of old show-bills ornamenting the dirty windows testified that it was vacant.

"This Isn't just the place 1 d clioose

for entertaining friends." said Honry, with a visible relief from his uneasiness, as we climbed the worn and dirty stair. "Oh. that's all right." 1 said, magnanimously accepting his apology. "It doesn't have all tho modem conveniences," admitted Honry as we stumbled up the second flight, "but

it's suitable to tue uusinoss e uiu In hand, nnd " "What's that?" I exclaimed, as a creaking, rasping flound came from the hall below. We stopped and. listened, peering into obscurity bonoath.

"It must have boon outside, said Honry. ami opened tho door of the last room on the right of the hall. The room was at the rear corner or tho building. Thoro woro two windows, one looking to tho woat. the other to the north and opening on tho narrow alley. -vnt so bad after you get in," said

Henry, half as an introduction, half

as nn apology.

"It's luxury after six days of rail

roading." I replied.

"Well, Ho down thoro, and make Ute most ot it, than," he said, "for

there may

as wo came out on the other street. h 1 hv a gathered ruffle of the ma

J -Maybe they've carried him into one ttrlnl. trimmed with a narrow edging

of these back-door aens, anu uwj uo of v:Uenc!eniies Iace- 1 "e lmtu rn 18

tby whisked him into a Hack uere, ,n f0llr 8izes one-half to Ave year..

I are a mile or two away by now. Vor a C-AW 0f three years the dress

But we must follow them. He may rcnujres three yards of material

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Mrs. Pinkliam invites all sick

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women to write lier for ntlvico. She lias puided thousands to health. Address, Lynn, Mass.

FACTS FOR SECK WOMEN. For thirty years Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, made from roots and herbs, has been, the standard remedy for fenialo ills.

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min hvsterlcal in my eager- nf insertion and nlno yards of edjng aispmwiiiiiiw, .-h

ness. to trim

"Aisv. alsv. now." said the police- To nrocure this

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111,11. " " - - - That's the safest placo for yon, and

you can't do nothln' at all out here.

I'll report the case to tne ncau omce, an' we'll send out the alarm to tho

force. Now, here's your door. Just rest aisy, and they'll let you know If

nnvthlnc's found.

And he passed on, leaving me anzeu

with dread and despair In the en

trance of the fateful bouse

Once more in the room to .m tin

morning should give me a chnnce to

work. 1 looked about the dingy piaco

with a heart sunk to the lowest depths. 1 was alone In the face of this mystery. 1 had not one friend

in tho cltv to whom l couiu appeal

f cvmtmthv. advice or money. Yet

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I should need all of tlieso to lonow

this business to the eud to learn tho

fate ot my cousin, to rescue nun, 11

niive and to avonge him, if deivi.

Thon. In tho hope that I misht una

something among Henry's effects to

glvo mo a clue to the men who nau

Ulm. l weni vmumii

AND NO....

A Rude Young Man. Fair Maid In his write-up of tho re

ception the society reporter praised

my complexion.

Young Man Sort of powder pulT,

oh? Chicago Dally News.

a wood

Enigmatical. "In 25 years, I foresee

fnmlne." "Ah! That is bad for the peoplo who saw it." Hnltlmoro American.

11 1 1 stoked

rather his wore, and he stood looking through his clothes and papers. Hut as much like mo as could bo ituag.l j f0imd that he did not leave memoino.l. I t-sLiida of his business lying about.

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-nnn't si r from this room till 1 1 Thn on v scrap mat cuum nuv

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come bnck," ho whlsporc.1. "You can slble bearing on u w

i ntivthlnt? nf ir. no von like, imnnr In the coal no imu vii.hisu-4

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with me. It bore a rougn iup,

inrr a road branching turic-3, wun

crosses marked bore and there upon it. Underneath was written: "Third road cockneyed barn iron

(TO BE CONTINUED.).

I'll be In bororo twelve, or send a mössengor If I'm not coming. Dy-by." Ho was gono before I could say a word, and only an occasional croaking hoard told mo of his progross down

the stairs.. Ho had evidently nau cu.

: bo trouble ahead." And he I somo practice in getting about quiet-

Slow But Honest. Philadelphia continues to hold tho palm for slowness. At tho public library they have a number of books which were taken out and hold for ton, 15 or 20 years. One book was returned after being out more than a century They are slow but honest. In the Dry Times. "What on earth do you want starch wntor for?" "Tho doctor told mo to go homo and tnko a stiff drink." Haltlmoro American.,

Unbeatable exterminator Tm Old Reliable That Nivra Fails Being all poison, one 15c box wili Pcl or make so to icolittle cakt that will kill S cr more rat and mice, and thousands el Roaches, Ants and Bed flues, tit. lie A Tic toi I II draft'"" H ctrettry iUr. CDCC Send for our comic postal cards and rnrX juhoeraph which hsve convulsed tne

worm with lauRtuer.

B. S. WELLS, Cbcmtst, Jersey Citr, N. 3.

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PLOW Wftier and Wntli alll

pom4s HI tnooio iar chlW. Tb best lapktaeeJ tntie for work In trfwvii lor rrlce and Hotly

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