Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1893-05-05

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.L4MkM "Helloi Is that
GMT[ hMkMM you, Lottie2 I've
MHEAfl hmm concluded to leave
HHlllWLlN, 'hWSsM for New York this
NW WNNNt ex noon. The boy is
MhWM Nh jgE@ on the way to the
WDp Nf.EN&M house for my grip.
5MDSfW You know what I'll
need for q week or ten days absence.
Get your sister to stay with you for
company. Goodbye, dear, s'long. Take
care Of yourself"
Then he rung off, and Mrs. Bascomb
went in search of>the satchel, which she
packed with deft hand. She was o
young woman, sensible, we'll balanced,
and nothing ever disturbed or annoyed
her to the extent of making her fidgety
or nervous. Being in robust health,
she hardly knew what nerves meant.
She was self-reliant, but domestic, aud
absorbed IN her home life, which com
prised her world. And she never crossed
any bridges until she came to them. She
knew that her husband had intended
going to New York on the following
day, and did not wonder or ponder over
his change of plans.
When the messenger came for the
satchel she sent it carefully packed, Just
as she knew her husband wanted it.
She added nothing to its usual contents,
and subtracted nothing. Yes, stay.
She did take out his severn shooter,
every chamber of which was loaded, aud
laid it on the table under the mirror, in
the back parlor.
"Howdy has one revolver with him.
That will have to do him this trip. I
like to have one handy in case I should
need il"
She smiled and smiled again without
being villain. The idea of needing
firearms seemed SO incongruous and
absurd.
In the afternoon she went up to her
home to "borrow her sister," as she ex.
pressed it. But Miss Madgie had gone
away with some young friends, and was
engaged to spend the night at the house
of schoolmate. So Mrs. Bascomb re.
turned home alone.
Two men stood in the doorway of an
unused flight of office stairs and read an
evening paper.
They were much occupied in discuss
ing one item among the personal news.
1t was this.
"The Rubber Horseshoe Company is
an assured fact. Mr.. Howard Bpscomb
drew $4,000 from the M. g. NJ. Bank
to-day, the investment of the branch
company formed here, and will leave for
New York tomorrow. A capital Of
$50, 900 is assured.'
''Do y see!' CALCULATED the younger
and smaller of the two men. ''Drew
$4,000 in sponduicks. Goes home
with it in his vest pocket, blow me eff he
don't"
MAYBE not, pard. S'posin' it's a
certified cheek2"
''Then there'll be reward offered to
get it back-see2"
"Jim, g'roun to tn bank an find out
which and whether it were," suggested
the older man.
"Bank clussed, remarked Jim senten.
tiously.
"S'pose it air. Did yer expect to send
in yer card to the cashier or the presl-
dent2 Get aroun' an interview tn iani-
tor. Represent yerself as Mister Bas-
combs confidential bizness man carn't
yera"
Jim started off at once without,wait-
ing to give his "pard" any outline-of his
plan. He was gone an hour, but when
he returned he was freighted with in
telli9ence.
"Bills," he chuckled, "fve hundred
and one thousand dollar bills-whew |
An he'll sleep with them about his
honorable pusson to-night-mebbe."
"Does yer know the house2n asked
the other man, after spell OF silence.
''I don't, pard. But Tve1ooxed it up
in the directory, and it's as handy as
mitten on yer nose. Let's go and get
somethin' wet to improve our minds.
It's tween us this time-you outside, me
in-savey2"
The rascals, who, in appearance at
least, might have passed for honest men.
"othSN NNs VI tuc QOOTWdy uuu pdTLBu
company, to avoid the eagle eye of the
police, which would have recognized in
their duality conspiracy against law
and order.
When Mrs. Bascomb returned from
her visit it was dark. She had stayed
to supper, and as the girl opened the
door she saw that she was some what ex-
cited.
s'What is it, Kitty" she asked rather
gravely, because the girl was inclined to
get frustrated easily.
"Oh, mem, what was the name of the
girl as lived here before camel" she
responded with counter question.
"Here namea Sarah something, |
cannot remember just now-why?"
"Oh, there was young man here
looking for his sister, but her name was
Annie Donovan. He said he hadn't
seen her in ten years, and she was grown
up now. and he talked butchfuIly about