Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1890-04-11

Aforesaid. That door had been
opened very softly, but it had Jared
the bed. A figure stood holding the
door, closing it very gently-a mans
figure, slight, fair hair. She saw SO
much, then closed her eyes IN an IN
stinct of selfpreservation, but not
before she had recognized the man
who had asked for Mrs. Escadero
the night before. He wore soft feit
hat, as he had done then, and ne
carried his boots in one hand. he
had evidently spent the night in the
loft, after being slowed away there
by his sister. Betty, in fact, had
locked him in, and Mary had come
I'D to her room without noticing the
shot bolt. All this flashed across
Mrs. Marshall in second, as also
his extraordinary likeness to her
cook, which to be sure, she had re-
marked the night before. 1t was one
of those all-over likenesses, attitude,
action, expression-unmistakable
Betty did not stir. The mans
hope was to slip through the room
without rousing her; and if she was
feigning, as his sharpened senses may
have guessed, it suited his purpose
to accept this situation. He had
weighed his chances, and this was the
best his only one. His sister had
given him the geography Of the
house the night before, and he had
rapidly decided to come this way on
discovering awhile ago that egress
below was BARRED. He stealthily
crossed the room, found his sister
(she was his sister, sitting up wide
eyed in bed, as alert as he, as quick
to comprehend what had happened;
ready, in pursuance of a precious
plan, to help him put on suit of her
clothes, including an ulster, and to
dress herself in the gray clothes he
meanwhile. Itmight have been Mary
only, rising betimes and string about
as she made ready to begin her days
work. In fact, as Mrs. Marshall lay
there, she wondered in the whirl of
her excited, startled brain, weary too
with nights sleeplessness, whether she
had not dreamed that a slight, fair
man had stood second at her bed
side on his way through. her room.
No, it had been no dream. The pair
went downstairs presently, and out
of the front door. Then Betty rushed
to the window in time to see them
q man and q woman-crOss the
parade-ground, making for The little
railroad station. which lay just out
side the post.
"She is taking him to the cars; he
is in some trouble" Betty decided.
Gust what might be expected from
that wild west creature. What
an extraordinary resemblance be-
tween them! Poor SOUL l hope she
will get him off,"
She was all for defeating the ends
ofjustice in her sympathy for her at
tractive cook. She had distinct
impression that the latter numbered
jail-birds of all kinds among her
friends; this was probably one of
them. Still, she hoped he would get
off.
They just made the train. Betty
stood bv the window shivering in
her night dress, and heard the whistle
shrill, and saw the cars sweep up and
linger an instant, and then sweep on
again. She watched next to see
Mary come back across the parade
ground. She would come in quietly
and go about her work as though
nothing had occurred. Her mistress
would make no sign; in truth, her
strongest feeling was sympathy and
pity. She did wish that Mary had
given her her confidence; she need
not have struggled her brother in
and out in that way. But, again, it
would never have done to tell if the
man was n fugitive from Justice.
Poor soul! poor SOUL This ac-
counted for her despairing looks
yesterday.
But how long she was getting
back! Mrs. Marshal went back to
bed again presently, and, tired out,
dozed off to sleep, and slept an hour
in spite of herself She awoke sud.
denly, recalled the events of the past
night, and pulled herself together
Nine o'clock. She would get up and
dress.
She hurried through her toilette
somewhat spurred by q vague mis-
giving. When she went downstairs
she found the house quite deserted
save for the soldier who worked about
the house, and was known as Their
striker, and who on this occasion had
kindled the kitchen fire, and was now
standing around that apartment
awaiting farther developments.
Cook deserted?" he inquired, cas-
lily. Such assertions were common
enough in that region. "Seen her gil
aboard the train this mornin'. Said
she was tired of working. Had hel
brother along. Her twin, she said
Like as two peas in pod"
So the fact ofMary' s departure was
established. Mrs. Marshall made the
best of it; made herself some coffee
went into Green river in the midday
ambulance, secured another servant
whom she brought back with her
and congratulated herself that Ton
had been out of the way during THU
domestic fury Especially during
last nights occupation. 1t did not
occur to her that if Tom had not
gone, Mary's brother would not have
come.
That day went by. At the middl,
of the next one Tom returned.
"Did you catch the BURGLAR" hi
| wife asked after n iOyful welcome