The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1886-12-17

ton turned out to be famo,, r,a,;,
,''',eellor NJ his flowing wig. There wow,
"'o"s WIN ulcary, uncnlivcnin- titlos--o,r,,
'l''ie Always, as recording Smiths o,;,,:<e,s
on 'his and Jones' commentaries ~, 49,.
A''ere was handbiii tackled ON ,ho ,,,,,
""lch ut first offered hilarious s,,e~ros+;o, -,
u circus or Il steamboat excursion, ,,,+ ~,
w. "e' 'o' Only to be II sheriff.; sale, Thor.
! "e'o several o;tdiy shaped packages in n,w,,.
i1pl' "r;':'i'nSs, mysterious and a,yfn, j.,
"''fN corners, that might lave cont ,,, ~.
! ''"'.1.' IL" papers Or the previous y.e,,..s
washing "l the eminent counsel There r,,>
o''e OF TWO newspapers. which at iir. o;Yc,.,1
,u.e''''!''Ass prospects to the waiti,.; client.
o'' always proved to be law record or :,
supreme court decision. There was tn, inst
u late distinguished iurist, which appar-
ei'''S h'a never bec1 busted since he himself
'"''I,'l' ''''''' and Lad already grown a rcc
'.i"'o'' o0See; lausta"le OH his scve:c,; j,rlj-
'lal upper lip. 1t was cherries place i, tbn
SUNSHINE OF ''t,y; at night, when i: ought BIZ
, every suggestion Of its dusty past to have
'"''l Ale 10 the vcneeful ghosts, the greater
is'rt OF WHOSE hopes and passions were IT,
;5'r''ed :'r! gathered there; when in the do,,.
the dead hands OF forgotten men wrr,
stretched from their dusty graves to fu,nb],
once More for their old title deeds; at night,
When 1t was lit up by llaring gaslisht. til,
hollow nlockcry OF this dissipation was 50 an
parent that people in the streets. LOOKING
through the illuminated windows, felt as il
the privacy OF il fami!,,' vault had been in
truded upon by body-si,atchers.
Royal Thatcher glanced around the room
took In all its dreary suggestions in half
weary, half Indifferent sort of way. an,
dropped Into the lawyers own revolving
chair as that gentleman entered from the nd
f, jacent room.
swell, you got back soon, see" said Har-
lowe brishly
"Yes," said his client, without looking I'D.
and with this notable distinction between
himself and al other previous clients, that he
seemed absolutely less interested than the
lawyer. Yes, I'm here; and, upon my soul.
don't exactly know why"
"lou told INC Of certain papers you had
discovered said tho lawyer sugycstively.
| 'Oh, yes" returned Thatcher with . sl;"ht
yawn. 'l'vc got her some papers some
wherc"--h hogan to feel in his coat pocket
lansuily--"but, By To- way, this l., rather
dreary and God-forsa.sen sort of place! Let's
so up to Wclcser's, a4il ycu cal look at then,
| pye,. q bottle of t.lla.,,p3r3c'
"Aftcr I've looked :; them, I've something
to show you. myself" id 1iarlowc: and as
for the champagne, wo'll have that in the
other re ',,l, by and by. At present I want
to hav4 my head clear, and yours too-if
you'll oblse nc by becoming sufficiently III
terestcl in your own affairs to talk to me
about Them"
Thatcher was gazing abstractcaly ut tao
fire. He started. II dare say he began,
SIN not very interesting; yet it.; possible
that my affairs have taken VI, little toe
| much Of my time. However," he sto ped,
took from his pocket an envelope. and threw
! it OH the desk-"thcrc arc some papers.
don't know what value they may be: that is
for you to determine. don't know that I've
any legal right to their Professionalism is
for you to say, too. They came to nc in a
queer way. On the overland journey here
lost my bag, containing my few traps and
some letters and papers of no value as the
advertisements say, to any Tut the owner.
Well, the bag was lost, but the stage driver
declares that it was stolen by fellow pas
scnscr-a man by tho ua,nc Of Giles, or Stiles
or Biles-"
"Wiles," said Harlowe earnestly.
eyes," continued Thatcher. suppressing q
yawn; ayes. guess you're right-Wiles
Well, the stage driver, finally believing this,
goes to work and quietly aud unostentatiously
steuls-I say. have you got cigar"
"l'll get you onc."
Hurlowe disappeared in the al joining room.
Thatcher dragged Harlowc,.' heavy, revolving
desk chair, which never before had been &c
moved from its sacred position, to the tire
and began to poke the Goals abstractedly.
EIarlowe reappeared with cigars AM
matches. Thatcher lit one mechanically, ant
said, between the prtfs:
do you-evcr-talk-to yourself"
"No!-why:'
Il thought heard your voice just now il
the other room. Anyhow, this is all awfu
spooky place. If l stayed here alone hal
an hour, Ill fancy that the lord cl'anceiio
up there would step down in his robes, out G
his frame, to keep me company
"Nousense. When I'm busy often sit her
and write until after midnight. It's so quiet!
} "D-mnably So
swell. TO go b.c! to the papers. Som'
body stole your bag, OF you lost IT, !"
stole -"
1.-The driver STOLE" suggested Thatcher S