Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1890-05-03

of her the bolt could DO slipped BACK
again in a moment. Once IN her
room, il occurred to her that the door
leading from her room into the gar.
ret was the one to make fast, But
on examination it proved to have
no fastenings.
She heard Mary come to tho room
she occupied at the head Of the
stairs presently. hesitate, then
go into her room, but without clos
ing the door.
"That is nice Of Mary" reflected
the little mistess. "She thinks am
afraid" And she smiled to herself
ut the notion.
Still, for all she conld not sleep.
She tossed restlessly for awhile, half
lost herself in troubled dreams, sat
in bed broad-awake, and longed Tor
day. Goodness me its mouse!"
she thought hearing subdued, annoy
ing noises in the adjoining attic. II
wish it We're the cat
The gray dawn treasured her. The
nights mysteries were vanished; IA
miliar objects in her room assumed
distinctness; speculation no longer
lurked in corners. She closed her
eyes and slept.
She awoke suddenly. Her bed was
drawn close to the door OF the attic
aforesaid. That door had been
opened very softly, but il 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 selfpreseryation, but not
before she had recognized the man
who had asked tor Mrs. Escadero
the night before. He wore a soft felt
hat, as he had done then, and he
carried his boots in one hand. lie
had evidently spent the night in the
lott, after being slowed away there
by his sister Betty, in fact, had
locked him in, and Mary had come
up to her room without noticing the
shot bolt. All this flashed across
Mrs. Marshall in a second, as also
his extraordinary likeness To her
cook, which TO be sure, she had re-
marked the night before II was one
of those all-oyer likenesses, attitude,
action, expression-unnistakable
Betty did not stir. The mans
hope was TO slip through the room
without rousing her, and If she was
feigning, as his shnrpened senses may
have guessed, il suited his purpose
to accept this situation. He had
yr,f,rhnsI h;.. ~ 1, ,,..,.. AL tb;-3 ,,.s.. a.
best his only one. His sister had
given him the geography OF the
house the night before, aud h. had
rapidly decided to come this way on
discovering awhile ago that egress
below was BARRED. He stellthily
crossed the room. found his sister
(she was his sister, sitting up wide
eyed in bed, as alert as he, rs 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 10
dress herself in the gray clothes he
wore. Not q word was uttered
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 10y
there, she wondered in the whirI ut
her excited, startled brain, weary too
with night sslecplessness, whether she
had not dreamed that a slight, fair
man had stood n second mt her bed
side on his way through her room.
No, ithad neen no drpam 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 wumnn-rrOss the
parnde-ground, making for the little
railroad station. which lay just out
side the post.
"She IS taking him TO the ears: he
is in some trouble" Betty decided.
just what might 10 expected from
that wild west creature. What
an extraordinary resemblance be-.
tween theml Poor soul hope she
will get him oil.
She was all for defeating the ends
OF justice 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 ono Of
them. Still, she hoped no would get
off.
They just made the train. Betty
stood by the window shiypribg in
her night-dress, and heard the whistle
shrill, and saw the cars sweep up and
linger an instant, md then sweep on
agnin. 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, IL
would never have done to tell if the
man was % fugitive from Justice.
Poor soul poor soul! This &C.
counted for her despairing looks
yesterday.
But how long she was getting