The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1893-03-18
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his whole being rising with exultation,
hope, and suspense.
Tom Cuppes nodded and gasped. Their
he family articulated.
| ut was a manila paper package, Mr.
| Wharton gave it to me Tuesday night. =
| 1T IS TIE Samen' cried Dacre, trans.
| formed with excitement and expectancy.
Quick, man. you have it? give it to me.
| 1t is mine"
| Cupples shook his head slowly, as if to
| indicate some negation to the rapid
| queries of his interlocutor. He tried tC
| speak and sank back, the sound gurgling
in his throat spasmodically.
Speak, l tell you!" ordered Dacre
| fiercely. amid his eagerness, losing sight
of the mans weak and helpless con,
dition. He told you to give me the
package. You have it! Mop"
The nodding head moving nervously
from side to side tried to answer him.
Then you know where it is?"
Oh. the plotting heart took hope, for
Cupples indicated a strong affirmative.
Where is it?"
Cupples made motion for more water.
1t moistened his feeble vocal organs
ale gave it to me-hide it-he said. "
painted the invalid, in a scarcely audible
tone.
Eyes, yes. brace up! don't weaken!
and-you hid it?"
Eyes"
.'Where?"
TOO long to tell you'll haven't the
the strength. Far away. | thought he
SO ordered it-safe place"
These sentences were spoken in dis
no Mt -
each, the balcful plotter hung as if his
life depended upon their Significance
Coming back-I had a stroke. Hurry
-eXcitement-did it. / never thought
to get home. | met charcoal burner
near-ncar Deepford. He wrote = the
details Of the hiding place | feared-I
would-forget."
'Wrote it?" stOrmed Dacre, with sud
den alarm" "Why! he will go and get
it."
mo. Does not know-what is hidden.
Started for here. Another stroke. Done
up. | am going to debut | obeyed-
my friend - my dear friend my dear
friend
His eyes closed. and he subsidized into a
silence and rightly like to that of
death.
Grouse up.' shouted Dacre, shaking
him fiercely. The directions-the pack
age"
'In the caye-in my pocket-no-this
one-lcft side of my coat Water-wa-
ter
Arnold Dacre sprang to the table for
the glass. Before lie rcgaincd the side
of the PROSTATE man, however, with a
violent COnvulSOn, the latter sank back
senseleSs.
Hes gone or going" muttered the
schemer hoarsey. "Oh viii the paper
tell. Yes. Yes, it is here-it is mere,
glory l have it."
From the mans inside coat pocket, he
drew forth paper 1t was creased and
marred with charcoal dust. About t.
open it, he glanced at the door sus-
piciously.
Some one had pushed it open a trife.
He fancied he heard the low breathing
of some one lurking there:
'is there some trap in this?" he ground
out suspiciously, "No,no! The man was
too sincere. Who are you?"
He sprang suddenly to the door and
opened it. Upon its threshold stood a
stranger He was a peculiar-looking
man, dressed in home-spun, wearing blue
spectacles, and with face as tawny as
that of an Indian.
what do you rsant?'' demanded Dacre,
Scowllng suSplciOusly.
The stranger regarded him fixedly and
unabashed.
BEG pardon" he said. in a low. I'M
natural tone, but is this room for
rent?"
"Yes-no-I don't know-asl the land
lady"
He Slammed the door shut and locked
1t this time, with such force that a cur
rent of air generated struck the frail
lamp on the table. There was a sharp
snap, and the glass chimney shattered
into dozen pieces. Endeavsring to
turn down the smoking wick, Dacro
burned his fingers badly.
''PerditiOn seize it be raved as the
smarting pain of the fiery contact caused
him to tip the lamp over on the table.
s. He managed to blow it out before the
oil had spread Then he started for the
door, but he halted irresOlutcly.
The man was in a wild fever Of i'm |
patience. 1t seemed as if he could not
wait till he reached his own room to !
read the contents of the precious docu- |
ment secured from Tom CuppIes
There was an open CRATE in the apart. ,
il'ho' N'tILIHS dlI dI III vi OI bIu papers, |
Dacre flung them into the fire place
Snap-ilare, luCifer flashed up He !
threw the burning match on the pile. }
1t 1amed up with a fierce, sullen roar.
Crouching to the hearth, Arnold |
Dacre unfolded the paper with tremb-
ling hands. Eagerly his eye scanned it.
beyond Deepford," ran the rude
charcoal scrawl, 'in cave"
At that moment, sudden jar echoed .
through the room. 1t sounded from the
ioor, and thither Arnold Dacre directed
| hurried glance
The transOm looking out into the hall
lad moyed-was some one at it watch
ng him-the mysterious blue spectacled
nan, perhaps?
lie never knew, for just then the open
ransom formed a vicious draught.
1t swept the precious document from
ais hand
Ere he could recover it, swoop sent
t straight into the blazing heap in the
rate.
He grasped it with the frenzy of de-
pair, to find only brittle morsel of
tSheS in his hand
The only clue to the missing package
vas aSheS,-a dead blank Tom Cup
lies secret was a secret still,
TO BE CONTINUED.
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