Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1890-07-12

blown across q garden OF roses. Pcr-
haps her little feet had pressed tho very
stone on which he stood! Lawrence
patted the stone gently with his foot
and felt comforted. He would run tho
risk OF courts and retreats for the priv
ilege Of finding her.
Meantime how far would two dollars
carry him? He must have bed and q
breakfast and shave. Tho bed cost
him half his pile at q neighboring no.
tel. For prudential reasons he regis
tered under an assumed name, and for
once in this history no calamity is to be
recorded rs the outcome Of tho deccp-
ton. In the morning barber took
of Mr.. Drane's moustache for fifteen
cents, and modest meal reduced his
capital to half dollar. Then he bought
q newspaper and sat down in hotel
corridor to read and reflect. The news
paper was uncommonly interesting.
Conspicuously displayed on tho first
page was an account Of tho escape Of
dangerous lunatic from Jenkins Re-
treat.
Tho lunatic was supposed to DO the
wealthy Mr.. Lawrence Drane, Of
Kansas City. That unfortunate gentle
mans friends had come on to take
care of him and had arrived at the
Retreat but IN hour after the escape.
They Immediately resolved to offer
reward of five hundred dollars
for his capture, ind the proprietor
of the Retreat supplemented that
inducement by an offer Of fifty dollars
from his own purse. Then followed q
minute description Of the missing man.
Lawrence felt fattered, but still not
happy.
Every man but the millionaires In
tho city is looking for me-" no thought,
and he glanced cautiously over his pa
per at the other occupants Of tho room.
His blood chilled ut once, for directly
opposite sat shrewd-looking follow
staring hard at him. The follow had q
copy Of tho same paper that Mr.. Drane
was reading, too, in his hand. He was
evidently detective. After moment
of agony tho detective rose and came to-
wards Mr.. Drane, still looking sharply
at him.
snow for q grand bluff" thought
Lawrence. lie nerved himself for
mighty effort, but tho stranger paused
awkwardly and said:
Excuse mo, sir; sec that was mis-
taken. thought you were an old friend
of mine"
And he walked away. Lawrence liked
to have choked with tho excitement
and relief, and he felt that he would
rather be captured than undergo such
another trial. IIe must get away.
Even his friends would discrcdit his
story and consign him to an asylum.
But how was no to move? Hc read tho
story again. 1t ended by saying that
the gentlemen from Kansas City had
Como to Boston on the midnight train
believing that Mr.. Drane had fled to
that city.
Again his thoughts reverted to Bessie.
She would help him, but he dared not
60 to Mrs. Bowers house. So he wrote
q note to Mrs. Bowers inquiring If he
might not call on tho young lady whom
he knew only by the name Of Bessie,
and trust to her kindness to screen him
from capture during the call. Itcosthim
thirty-fivc cents to send this note by mes
senger. After what seemed intermin-
able delay the messenger returned with
this answer:
'Tho young lady you refer to has re-
turned to her friends. For her sake
refrain from sending this to you by q
policeman. You may not be insane, but
am convinced that you arc bad, bold
ddrcnturcr. So do not, on dny account,
expect any further assistance from me.
EMILY BOWERS"
And what did poor Drano do then?
He went down to the East river and
wondered II somo condemned fool OF
hero wouldn't rescue him il he should
plunge in and try to be decently
drowned. The men at work Whereabouts
didn't look much like heroes, but APP
pearanccs might be deceptive, and Mr..
Drane gave up the idea. 1t was but o
passing frenzy. His native vigor re-
turned soon and it was reinforced by |
the image of Dessie's face that haunted
him constantly. He would seek her II
it took the rest OF his life and cost him
his fortuno-when he got possession OF |
1t again.
During the rest of the day he wan
dered aimlesSly about the docks and in
the quiet streets. His hunger no APP
peased with q sandwich, reserving his
balance, eight cents, for another meal.
The more he wandered and tho moro he
thought, tho more desperate his sitra-
ton seemed; but relief came from the
most unexpected quarter. just as it was
growing dark whom should he meet but
the original tramp. Each mado as II to
run at first sight then they thought
hattav NJ II and stood faoinp each other.