Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-07-11

After glancing on all sides, to make
sure that he was alone in the deserted
street, he bent his knee, and carefully
outstretching his trembling hand, he
stole the gold piece from the fallen
shoei
Hurrying then, with a, speed, he re
turned TO the gambling house, scaled
the stairs two and three at stride,
and entering the accursed play-room
as the first stroke of midnight was
sounding, placed the piece of gold on
the green cloth and cried:
II stake on the seventeen"
| The seventeen won.
With turn OF the hand Lucien
pushed the thirty-six louis on to the
| red"
The ''red' won.
He lifted the seventy-two louis ON
the same color; the red again won.
Twice he "doubled''-three times
| always with the same success. He
had now before him pile OF gold and
notes and began to scatter stakes all
over the board; the dozen, the ''col-
umn," the number" all the combi-
nations succeeded with him. His luck
was unheard of, supernatural. 1t
might have been imagined that the
little ivory ball dancing in the roulette
was magnetized fascinated by the
eyes of this player and obedient to
hum In dozen stakes he had recov-
cred the few wretched thousand franc
notes, his last resources, which he had
lost at the beginning of the evening
Now, punting with two or three
hundred louis at time, and aided by
/ n So NJ f,f he
the way to regaining, and more besides,
the hereditary capital he had squand-
cred in so few years, and reconstitut
ing his fortune.
In his eagerness to return to the
gaming table, he had not taken of his
furcoat. Already he had crammed
the large pockets with bundles OF notes
and rouleauN OF gold pieces; and, not
knowing where to heap his winnings,
he now loaded the inner and exterior
pockets OF his frock coat, the pockets
of his waistcoat and trousers, his
cigar case, his handkerchiei-eve
thing that could be made to hold his
money
And still he played, and still he won
like mailman, like a drunken man.
And he threw handfuls OF louis on to
the picture" at hazard, with ges-
ture OF certainty and disdain.
Only something like n red-hot iron
, was in his heart, and he thought OF
nothing but OF the little mendicant
sleeping in the snow whom he had
robbed.
: lis she still at the same spot? Sure
ly she must be still there! Presently
: yes, when l O'Clock strikes swear
it! | will quit this place. will take
) her sleeping in my arms and carry her
; to my home; | will put her in my
warm bed; | will bring her up, give her
dowry. love her as if she were my
: own daughter, care for her always, al
l ways
/ But the clock struck 1, and then a
quarter, and then hall, and then
{. three-quarters.
t And Lucien was still seated at the
: internal table.
S At length. one minute before 2
e o'clock, the keeper OF the bank rost
+ abruptly and said in loud voice:
b The bank is broken, gentlemen
enough for today"
| With a bound Lucien was on his
}, feet. Roughly pushing aside the
e gamblers who surrounded him and re
Il garded him with envious admiration
h he hurried away quickly, sprang down
/ the stairs and ran all the way to the
stone bench. In the distance, by the
4 light of lamp. he saw the little girl
God be praised!' he said, "she i:
i still there.
5 He approached her, he took hel
{ hands.
g ooh! how cold she is, poor little
! onel"
8 He took her under the arms anC
a raised her so that he might carry her
e her head fell back without her awak
ing.
g How soundly children Of her ag,
j sleep"
s He pressed her against his bosom t.
d warm her, and, slezed by vague in
:. quietude, and, with view to rousinl
d her out OF this heavy slumber, HI
e kissed her eyelids.
d Then it was that he perceived Will
Y terror that these eyebals were hal
|, open. showing half the eyeballs-
e CLASSY sightless, motionless. UpoI
n his brain flashed horrible suspicion
d He placed his mouth close to that o
the little girl; no breath came from it
n While with the gold piece which h,
t, had stolen from this medicant Luciel
t. had won a fortune at the gaming
d table, the homeless child had died
d died Of cold
b ".
p Seized by the throat by the mos
" frightful OF agonies, Lucien tried t.
D utter cry, and, in the effort which
+ he made awake from his nightmare M
IS the club settee, on which he had gon
n, to sleep little before midnight, anc
ID where the attendant who had quilted
t. the house last had left him out o
charity.
The misty dawn OF Decembe
morning was grazing the windo,
IS panes.
IN Lucien went out in the street, pledge,
lie his watch, took bath, breakfasted
D. and then went to the recruiting offic