St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-08-02

! up in several doubtful things. Sew.
eral of those failures in Germany. al
Berlin and Munich. have had their effect il
Trieste. and Silas TorOnthal seemed rather
upset when l saw him last. Let the watel
| get troubled. and when it is troubled"
'Quite So" exclaimed Zirone; 'sbut
meanwhile we have only water TO drink
Look here, Sarcany. think you might Try
one more shot at Toronthall You might
tap his cash-box once more, and get enough
out of it to pay our passage to Sicily by way
of Malta"
''And what should we do in Sicily?"
''That is my business. know the coun-
try, and can introduce you TO a few Nal
tese, who are very tough lot. and witt
them we might do something. If there il
nothing to be done here, we might as well
clear out and let this wretched banker pay
the cost. If you know anything about him,
he would rather see you out of TrieSteI''
Sarcany shook his head.
''You will see it cannot last much longer.
We have come to the end now," added Ii
rome.
He rose and stamped on the ground with
his foot, as if 1t were stepmother unwill-
ing 20 help him. AT the instant he did 50
he caught sight of pigeon feebly flutter-
ing down just outside the enclosure. The
pigeons tired wings could hardly move, as
slowly it sank to the ground.
Zirone, without asking himself to which
of the III species of pigeons now known to
ornithological nomenclature the bird be-
longed, saw only one thing-that the species
it belonged TO was edible.
The bird was evidently exhausted. II
had tried TO settle on the cornice of the
cathedral. Not being able to reach it, it
had dropped onto the roof of the small
niche which gave shelter to the statue of
st. Just; but its feeble feet could not sup
port it there, and it slipped onto the capt.
tai of a ruined column.
Sarcany, silent and still, hardly followed
the pigeon in its fight, but ZirOne never
lost sight of it. The bird came from the
north. A long journey had reduced it TO
this state of exhaustion. Evidently it was
bound for some more distant spot; for ii
Immediately started TO fly again, and the
trajectory curve it traced in the air COM
PEELED it to make fresh halt on one of
the lower branches of the trees in the old
cemetery.
Zirone resolved to catch il, and quietly
ran off TO the tree. He soon reached the
gnarled trunk, climbed UP it TO the fork,
and there waited mOtiOnless and mute like
a dog pointing at the game perched above
his head.
The pigeon did not see him. and made
another start; but its strength again failed
it, and few PAGES from the tree it fell into
the grass.
To jump to the ground, stretch out his
hands and seize the bird was the work OF
an instant for the Sicllian. And quite
naturally he was about to wiring its neck,
when he stopped. gave shout of surprise,
anu ran back 10 Sarcany.
"a carrier pigeOn,r he said.
''Well, it is carrier that has done its
carrying" replied Sarcany.
Perhaps So" said Zirone, land all the
worse FOR those who are waiting for the
message"
"a mesSager' exclaimed Sarcany.
''Wait Zirone, wait! Give him a re-
prieve."
And he stopped his companion, who had
again caught hold of the neck. Then he
took the tiny packet opened it, and drew
forth-a cTyptogram.
The message contained only eighteen
words arranged in three vertical columns,
and This i what II Snin--