The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-03-08


was while nc was a local taxpayer that
lie got to know your Hebrew friend of
today
He never told me what he knew of
him, beyond tie mere fact that he was
dishonest and born mischief maker
But the moment he took that case up
for me Scsonberg dropped it. For some
reason the Jew was afraid Of the old
man, as every one called Rawlins"
Hearn was turning over in his hand
as he spoke a package of folded papers
held together by elastic snaps. Remov-
ing the upper band, he began looking
over the docEx5iGg at the top of each
paper.
''Rawlins himself indo-sed this par
ticIlar packet for me ard showed me
how it should be DONE" he said. GIVE
often thought that if we could drop out
little slice of the mathematical course
at the Point, and have some coaching in
this sort Of thing, how much better
fitted we should be for the every day
duties of life. Now, / Why, this
is odd. I certainly had those papers in
this very packet not three weeks ago. l
saw them the day moved in here. l
remember overhauling this very desk at
the time"
Nervously he ran through the package
again, his fingers rapidly turning the
foldad pages, his face paling with sud-
den apprehension.
''There was letter here from Capt.
Rawlins, two receipts of Schonberg's
and the letter from Mrs. Braine, all
bundled up together, and the indorse-
ment of each in Rawlins' handwriting"
Then he threw down the packet and
began pulling out the papers in other
pigeonholes, Kenyon and Lane standing
silently by. In vain he searched. Not
a vestige of the desired proofs could be
found. 1t was with a white face and
eyes that were full Of trouble that he
turned upon his seniors:
''Ny God! thoce papers are gomez
Look u yoar tT;;...s. man, said Lane
kindly: don't give up YETI while Ken
yen himself bc5al L search on his own
account in the now 1iaordcred desk.
IVES Tli5 always Kept locked when
You wcu5 w. IEearn:' asked the major.
"SurcIT src,} ia oorsai3t papers ought not
to be lett ly-ia,s around loose"
Locked: Ncs. At least [ never was
away Ior any tune without locking Il.
Sometimes, just gong out to recei7e
reports at roll call, L would not lock up;
for who would want to rob poor fell
low of papers of no value to any one but
the owner"
The major looked grave. Lanes face
was full of anxiety, which he hardly
knew how to conceal. Both well knew
the almost universally careless habits of
the bachelor officers in garrison. Their
doors are never locked; their rooms are
empty half the time, and their pocket
books empty ordinarily as their rooms;
their books, papers, desks, even trunks,
almost always lying unguarded about
the premises. Servants and orderles
move from house to house unquestioned,
and the rear doors are unfastened day
and night 1--WE have nothing worth
stealing, is the general theory, $50 why
bother about locking an empty stable?'
"Who is your servantg' asked Ken
yon brusquely.
''Our black boy, Jake. He has taken
care of my rooms and traps for three
years, and works for Wallace and Mar
tin, too. He's as honest niger as ever
lived; has been with the regiment longer
than have"
YES; Jake isn't half a bad boy. But
was there no one else who had the rur
of the premises?"
mot soul Jake himself is rarely
here except when at work"
There was a moments silence. The
major presently sauntered over and tried
the door leading to the dining room.
''Here is the key if you want to go il
there" said He&rn. Il have kept al
the rooms locked since Blauvelt left ex
cept this one and my bedroom upstairs
The back door is locked, too. Jake al
ways comes in the front way. | dom
suppose any one has come through tn,
kitch.n since tie day the captains fam
~ left"
''Didn't Welsh have to come here TO
his trNps?" asked Lane.
Eyes; but he was under guard at tn
tine-had sentinel over him-and bot
Jake and were here. He took nothin,
ouS OF this house but his own personal be
longings, and never entered this room a
all that day. l couldn't help it, but afte
seeing him with Schonberg today tn
first explanation of my loss that occur
red to me a moment ago was-Welsh
Yet how could he have been the man?'
There was another moment of silence
Lane stood thoughtfully examining th
lock of the desk, then strolled into th
hall and tried the key of the front door
As he stood there under the swingin
lamp the clink of an infantry sword wa
heard at the gate and the voice of Cap
Brod;e
"What are you youngsters doing q
this hour of the peaceful night? Com
out here and worship nature and Wis
sentries for me. Oh! beg your pardon
Lane; / thought it must be some of til
boys"
Maj. Kenyon and 1 have been keel
ing Hearn awake" was the answe
"We are just going"
Hello, Brodie," quoth the major, &
he, too, came forth. "Have you been t
see how Brent Isl"
''Delirious, Tn told. Only the doctc
and steward are with him. was ju:
waiting for 10 o'clock to go down an
stir up the sentries. There ought to /
none but calyalry officers OF the day
this post, by Jove! SO that they coul
ride around among those outside SCI
tries. It's too far for Christian |
walk twice in twenty-four hours. Than