The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1890-10-11

the package and displayed two bottles.
"We must rely on ourselves. Mart"
Thanks to the new restoratives and the
assiduous efforts of the two deeply In
terestei men, Cole Winters soon began
breathing easier, and in little while
opened his eyes and looked stupidity
about him.
where am I? Ha! YOU hereP"
A sight of his hated enemy, Almon
Sears, had comple ted his restoration,
and brought our hero to sitting posture.
The form on the sofa started at these
words, but settled quietly back into its
former cramped position.
why have you brought me here?" de-
manded Cole, when o reply was made to
his first query.
I'VE changed our minds. and deter.
mined to let You live"
I'm much Obliged" remarked our
hero, with mock pollteness.
You doubt it,"
Il didn't say so. What do you want?"
To give You chance for your life."
4 will not be likely to accept any con-
ditions you may name"
Yes, You will. Our terms are not
hard"
Let me herr them"
you took bundle of bonds from the
bcx where you concealed yourself to-
night.
"Weu?"
you don't deny it?" -
What would be the Ise?"
Then on took them?'
Il didn't say that. I neither affirm Z or
deny it,
Answer, or make ready for DEATH
7 he vii ain produced aud cooked re-
volver, which he leveled 1T Cole Waters
head.
You wouldn't have gone to all the
trouble you have 10 save my life If you
proposed TO take it now" said he.
That's true" asssnted Sears, lowering
his weapon. :" / els IN erstand each
other. l know that you appropriated the
bonds. VIII You tell me where you Sc
creted them?"
What if l do:"
Your life viii be spared"
Il couldn't trust you"
Il will SO arrange matters that you can
have no cause TO doubt our good faith"
Those bonds are not mine"
Whit of that"
They belong to Miss st. Cyr, and even
if [ knew where they were, which 1 do
not admit, Iwould not give them up.
Not to save your life"
moi"
There was quiet determination in the
face of the deeply wrongod prisoner
which avouched the sincerity of his en-
phatic negative.
III find a vay 10 make you speak"
That is impossible"
we VIII see. Keep an eye On him,
Mart"
With this admonition the youthful vii
lain seated himself at the bookcase and
began writing After having torn up
thrae different notes, which for ONE rea-
son. di not seem { o suit him, he folded
the fourth and Enclosed it III an envelope
This done, he ca led Bloom aside,
tEorgh at point whore they coald re-
vent their prisoner from escaping, and
convetsed With him in whispers for some
minutes.
After this the burglar thrust the noto
into enc of his spacious lockets, donned
his oyercoat, and quilted the room.
Fer nearly an hour, Cole Winters lay
on the bed, closely watched by his jailor,
who pistol in hand sat near by
AS for the drunken man on the sof, he
changed his position once or twice, but
lis he " ble1thlny was uninterrupted.
Suddenly, the sound Of footsteps was
heard, and moment later the door of
the room was thrown open and the heavy
form OF Matt n Bloom ap: e red IN view.
Where is he? Does he still liver"
came in an agonized voice from behind
tie burglar.
The next Instant female form. futter-
ing Win excitement, lushed into the
the room,
Ny God!7 cried o'e Winters. in tones
of anguish. It's e.enice St. Cyr-"