Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-08-07

no longer sat SO close to her in the |
pew, and he did not look at her SO
often; hut her smile seemed Just as
sweet, and she was often bestowing
that smile upon her husband.
II guess things is kinder settlin
down over to Barnes's," said Mr.. |
Whiting, "but he'll never be the same
man agin. Whose buggy's that?"
Hestepped out from the back door
that he might see more plainly a
dashing black horse and glittering
buggy which were stopping at his
gate. Mrs Whiting ran to the front
entry and peeped out. She saw a
man nlight from the buggy and care
fully hitch the horse to the post. He
was smoking very long, thick cigar.
Hehad on yellow gloves, with broad,
black stitching on the backs; also
tall silk hut. SO glossy that it seemed
to radlate black light: also dove COL
ored trousers and white waistcoat;
across the latter was draped q good
deal of chain which held slides and
dangling things called charms. He
was fat; he had Il long mustache and
"a goatee" SO visibly dyed as to ap-
pear to be ready to soil any thing
with which his face should come in
contact.
He walked up the path to the front
door and knocked. Mrs. Whiting
had been peeping through the
side-lights, and she now opened
the door with unexpected prompt
ness, SO that she received q
Wifi OF tobacco smoke directly in
her face and was seized with n fit Of
coughing. The stranger threw his
cigar away and took off his hat with
a large flourish, which revealed a
build head.
BY this time Mr.. Whiting had made
his way round to the front of the
house and was standing close to the
stepstone, filed with curiosity, but
determined not to speak first.
my name is Pickett, Leander
Fickett," said the man, as if he were
comforting a favor.
Mr.. Whiting nodded, and Mrs.
Whiting tried desperately to stop
coughing that she might hear the
| better.
81 was told" went on the stra niger
in Il way perfectly in keeping with
his trousers and his chains and his
gloves, "that Mr.. Samuel Barnes re-
sided here. Be you him." looking
at Mr.. Whiting. who said slowly:
mo, l amt him; m he don't reside
here"
From that minute" said Mrs.
Whiting, in relating the incident
afterward' from that minute KNEW
something was up bout that wom-
an.
That woman meant Mr.. Barnes
second wife.
Can you tell me where Mr.. Barnes
does reside?" was the next question.
81 can," was the answer. But be-
fore giving the information Zenas
thought he would ask question:
"Who be your"
81 told you, Leander Pickett. "
The two who heard him say this were
trying in vain to recall when they
had before heard that name.
Eyes, but who be- you?" retorted
Mr.. Whiting.
| lam" said Mr.. Pickett, in his
large way, II am Mr.. Samuel Barnes
wife's husband.
Mr.. Whiting whistled. He looked
at his helpmeet. who actually gasped
as she returned his glance.
Cant We come in?" she inquired
in a voice which curiosity made cor
dial.
Now Leander Pickett was mar
who would rather talk about himsel
than to do anything else. He knew
he was well worth talking about
His visit to the residence OF Mr.
Barnes could wait.
He accepted the invitation and
was soon sitting on the best hair
cloth chair in the Whiting parlor
The chair creaked hut it bore up
The first thing Mr.. Pickett told hi:
companions WAS that he was worth
more than a million dollars, and that
in two years more he should be worth
, double thatsum-all out ofthe Lead
ing Star mine. He had come bacl
, after his wife.
"He guessed them divorce paper'
didn't amount to much. He guessed
Ie MT. DdCucS COueu uEIuuSc ~
Charlotte always did like to handle
, money. He'd had some trouble will
Charlotte, but lie kind of hnnkeret
s to give her the handlin' of some O
. that money. He didn't reckon
, there'd he much difficulty. He con
, sidered that he could make it al
! straight with MIR. Barnes. Folk
want so partickIer bout such thing
out where he'd ben. He was willin
to do the fair thing; but he guesse'
, he'd take Charlotte back with him
a he guessed she'd CO."
He was right in his surmises. Char
q lotte did go.
y On this particular day MIR. Barne
D was absent until nightiall. When h
Q returned there was only the hired gil
J. in the house. She told him tina
r "Mis' Barnes d gone of to ride wit