Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1894-05-10
6bat 6Qrrible Map.
BY w. E. NORRIS.


different way, now"
MY poor child, you are only staving
off the evil day"
"And If I ana lay STAYED Of is
something. / know what you are think
ing; but you need have no fear. IL
you doubt me you can tell the servants
to let you know the moment that I
leave the house; but / shall no leave
It, Let me-let me have this last
chance!'
Everard yielded somewhat reluctant
ly. An appeal to Souratkin's mercy
did not seem to him likely to meet
with success: but on the other hand he
had n 70 desire to come to blows with
that r~edoubtahle parsonage in the pres
cree Of a lady. He withdrew to his
bedroom and stationed himself by the
window, awaiting, with such patience
as he could command, the approach Of
the enemy. The latter, however, did
not appear, and after a time he went
down to b coffee-room and disposed
or a hasty dinner. 1t was while he
was thus employed hat he at length
saw the tall figure Of the count pass
along the street and enter the hotel.
Know anythin' o. that gent, sir?"
inquired the waiter who was serving
him, and who had already been dis
%Couraged in several attempts to enter
into conversation.
II have met him." answered Everard,
shortly.
Ave you, indeed, sir? Now, IL you
could be so kind as to tell me some
thin about him-leastways somethin'
to his advantage, it'd be a kind o. COM
fort to me, sir. Down 'ereabouts we
think he's a IriSh-American, which his
accent is very singular, as you've no
iced. sir, 1 dessay."
He is a Russian, if that makes your
mind any easier" said Everard.
"A RooShian-dear, dear! Sour-At-
i he calls hisself; bat he'd assoom
a name, no doubt, for to put people
of the scent What 1 says is, why
does he go and take q cottage a mile
and a 'arf away from any other alb
itation? Why don't he keep no serv-
ant? What is he up to?-that's what
l want to know"
I'm afraid / can't enlighten YOU"
answered Everard. rs it any partic-
ular business of yours?"
I"WeH, it Is and ii amt, sir. IT'S not
on my W account I'm uneasy; but
my sisters husband, sir; he's in the
county constabulary, and rs courage
u a man, sir, as you or me. But
there's jobs as is enough to terrify the
boldest, and no later n yesterday he
says to me: It's bore in upon me- he
says, as l shall be hordered to search
that there feller's premises afore long,
and II do make my blood run cold TO
think OF it His very words, sir. For
tbs one thing to arrest desperate char
acters-wbich comes in the way Of
dooty to all p~erlice, both borough and
county. at times-and it's quite another
to get messin' about with them baastly
Internal machines and mite o'glycerines
and such like. It's a bit ard on a in
nercent man in the ~hexecootion Of his
dooty, sir, to ave his remains that man
gled that they can't be given decent
burial-a leg ere, a harm there, and
his cad nowhere, maybe. The Ameri-
can gov'ment ought to be 'eld response
bic, sir-my opinion"
II think you may safely reassu-e vour
brother-ln-iaw," Everard said. 1T
Is extremely unlikely that he viii be
ordered to search this gentlemln's
premises, and still more unlikely that
he would find any internal machines
uIcn them, If be Were. Where is this
coliaSe tHat you speak OF!
"A little way off the Sand w;ch road,
sir, in as lonely a place as you'll find.
The gent he've been there off and on
for a matter of three months now, ard
II he comes down here for nothin' more
than sea air and quiet-well, he don't
look like it, that's all I can say; nor
yet he don't talk like it. Why, faint
so long ago he steps into This very
NOON, npn nyan;ps npI rota ,n@o o~-o.
sation with two commercials, as was
talkin' about them drefful explosions in
London, and You amt heerd the last
o that he says, smilin' and lookin' as
pleased as ever he could look; and 'dy-
namite's a powerful argument he says.
One o the commercials passed the re-
mark to me afterward that a man as
would say such things didn't ought
to be at large"
The waiter paused for a moment and
then added: Il 'ope you'll excuse o.
me mentioning it, sir but 1t RELY do
distress me to see the way he carries
on with that poor young lady upstairs.
Rooshian or American, he's a bad lot;
and if you're a friend o hers, SIR"
But Everard judged 1t best to put
a stop to this loquacity. THE young
Iibl 10 DtIICSby SdIt, ht Sdlu, IISilS,
land I think you would do well to bear
in mind that the first duty of a man
in your responsible position is to hold
his tongue"
Yes, sir; very true, SIR" replied the
waiter, who did not seem to be easily
snubbed. What time would you please
to ave your breakfast in the mornin'?'
Everard strolled out into the street
and lighted a cigar. 1t was growing
dusk. so that there was little likelihood
of his being recognized by Souratkin
should the latter come out suddenly;
but as far as that went, he would not
at all have objected to being recog-
nized. That he must have an encounter
of some sort or kind with the Russian
here long seemed tolerably certain, and
he now began to think that 1t might
be as well and get the thing over. He
smiled as it occurred to him how fright
ened Laura would be if she knew that
he proposed boarding the lion In his
den. For his own part he had no fears,