The Dillon tribune., 1886-04-17
The Sunday Daper! Yes, SIR

the different papers you can that come out
on SUNDAYS. Let me have them when l
am called Shall you call mes!
YES sir. Igoes off at eight
''That's all right"
''Thankee sir Cool night, sir.
"At last" Neadhnm exclaimed, hinging
himself upon couch. lat last!'
He spoke no more, nor spoke for a long
time, but fell into profound sleep-slept
as quietly as all innocent, good man is sup
posed to Sleep He was physically tagged
and worn out, and nature would no longer
be denied.
The candles were nearly burned out when
he awoke. He rubbed his eyes and looked
around him. Then he got UP and shive,ed.
The sunlight was struggling through the
Witty brown blinds. He walked across the
room. drew the blind aside, aud peerci
out.
''Yes, l have iesn to sleep, he said; 1T
is no dream, [ have done it c.i--all! What
energy! And l thought 1 could only lie
down and die. What crime! I thought
had waded in it already to my very lips!'
He looked at his watch.
'.Four o'clock morning. They used to
talk of Covent Garlen as a sight to see at
four O'Clock, the country folk-Covent
Garden and Billingsgatew
He drew up the blind, and, standing back
from the window, contemplate the scene
but it is Sunday he said, land all is
quiet-awfully quiet, as If every body had
gone to Hampstead Heath to see the work
of Cainy'
Then, turning his hack upon the window,
he said: Il must 80 to work; first recon-
hotter, then action
He put out the cardles and made a care
full survey of the two rooms and the lug.
gage
Have any trunks that are not here, l
wonder-one perhaps too large to drag up
stairs! Have placed any valuables in the
bar safes If I have, why did l lock the
door and put the key in my pockets"
He opened large leather portmanteau;
the key was in tie lock-
''Ready packed-need not disturb that"
"a dispatch box" he remarked. turning
to a travelling case upon chest Of drawers;
the lid! Strange! Have / really some
work to do in the world yet that the
other couldn't do! Or is this only smooth.
ing my way to perdition! But truce to
philosophizing! Nc more theoriz,ng, John
Il mean Joseph-we must be practical
now-and cunning, deviish cunning
He turned over the papers.
'Ah! Mr.. John Needham's letters of in.
PRODUCTION: Wonder if should keep them.
Yes He may have shown them to his so.
licitor, the family lawyer who arrived so
OPPORTUNITY on Saturday. Saturday! Last
nights Why, it seems an age! All! letters
Of credit. s3,ooo-good! Portraits! My
wife. Yes, no doubt. My sisters OF
course. And her loverl Certainly. A
check book! What this--a memorandum
on the cover. $500 banknotes, in charge
Of landlord and the date-yestertlay
Good. Shall have to sign my name! Let
me see'
He took up the letters of credit, went to a
writing table. upon WHICH there we're pens.
ink and paper, and an ornamental pad with
j. N. worked upon the corner.
down c:fE ssnss ,uc hs sa a ist1
ones easy before now-Jos-e-p.h Nor.
BURY"
He wrote each letter carefully and slowly.
My hand trembles, ehs Mott is TIL.
position Of the elbow
Then be rested the whole of his arm upon
tina table and began afresh.
'Yes, that is better
lie tried again aud again. writing the
name more quickly each time, and at last
dashing it off easily.
THAT will do"
Then he tore up his failures, and leaving
his last effort upon the table, went to the
tireplace removed the paper ornament,
tried the damper to see If it was down,
found it up and lighting tine bits Of paper
watched them blaze. Next he took off his
coat and washed and shaved himself.
My travelling clothes are laid out ready"
Then lie repeated ''a,d out" and paused to
say IA grim phrase"
FL, changed his dress clothes, packed
them away. examined the dispatch box
thoroughly, investigated the dressing case,
which contained several rlngs. y few SOW
erei:s'is. some silver, and miniature por'
trai: OF lady in lockat and letter
bearing yesterdays London postmark.
''Who is this from: My sister: Yes
Kate Norhury.' He read As follows:
''My DEAR JOE: Good by again. my dear.
1t is alreaiy very, very lonely without You,
hut can bear it for your sake. and a. the
days go OH there will be- the looking for.
ward TO yeur coming back, and that will
make the time ty. And you will take great
care OF yourself, won't you: II ever you
cr, tempted TO run any risks, think Of me,
nnl Aunt Dorothy, and Dick. and always
remember that we ara thinking Ct you.
Aunt Dorothy arrived two hours ago and
Il full Of good spirits. AMI she insists tina,
Dick is to come and spend Saturday and
Sunday as usual, whereby am writing tc
him now to say skat Aunt Dorothy insists
| anu that he can come it he likes. Do yo,
! know. jos my dear. think Dick is As fond
of you as he is Of me, only that am q
woman you know and You are not. and il
! yo,. We're should be Jealous, OF YOU, for, il
, don't tell Dick that love him very niue!
, there is no harm in my telling YOU. is there
! Because you know what love is, and 40.
! know iow much love YOU: sn muck. that
I vii, never marry Dick without your CON,
! sent, though Aun, Dorothy saws that i: