Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1894-10-20

Bruce Hayes who was travelling with
dramatic company.
"Halloa," old boyr cried Bruce,
who was genial fellow. "Pm glad
to see you. want to introduce to
you an acquaintance of mine, who
has Just arrived and is doing the
Crescent City. You and he ought to
know each other"
Very welll' returned Charlie Mil
ler So, little later the introduce
ton was accomplished, and Miller
found himself in company with tall,
dark man, who answered to the name
of Burton Dalton. He was extre mely
clever and agreeable, and Charlie
found as the days went by, that time
passed in his society very pleasantly.
But Charlie was vaguely uneasy. He
was conscious of certain strange and
curious circumstances. He was fol-
lowed everywhere, when alone, by a
man whose face he could never see,
try as hard as he might. Once late at
night, while passing down Royal
street, he was suddenly attacked from
behind by an unseen foe, who flour
ished a sharp knife in close proximity
to the young mans heart A vigor-
Gus cutlery from Charlie brought the
police to the rescue, but the would
1 be assassin was gone. The police
warned Charlie to be on his guard,
especially in certain streets; and then
1 he called cab, and was driven back
to the st. Charles, his mind full of
conflicting emotions.
Another thing troubled him beyond
/ words. In all the time he had been
one letter from Louise, not a line, nor
the expected kodak picture nothing.
Late one night Charlie Miller was
awakened to find some one in his
room. A tall figure with a masked
4 face was bending over his open trunk,
hastily turning over its contents.
With stifled cry Charlie sprang up
in bed; but the thief dashed wildly
past him, and was out of the room in
an instant. No traces were found OF
the thief, and upon investigation,
Charlie discovered to his surprise, that
none of his valuables were missing;
nothing but package of kodak pic
lures, which were yet to be developed.
Saturday night, the twenty-eighth
of April, came, and Charlie invited his
friend Dalton to accompany him to
the ST. Charles theater. The play
was unsatisfactory, and between the
second and third acts Dalton excused
himself for a few moments, and left
the theater. He went straight to the
st. Charles hotel, and going to the
office, inquired for mail for Charles f.
Miller, and received letter and q
small package. At sight Of the pack
age, his face grew dark.
THAT accursed kodak picture has
come at lastl" he muttered. And
now Miller will recognize me; for I
have never disguised myself, trusting
to do my work and get away before it
was too late. In vain have / tried TO
put him out of the way. He is ever
on the alert, and though he does not
suspect me, he is on the lookout for
his hidden foe. Tonight is TO see the
end. have arranged all. We are to
drink in Miller's room after the thea
ter; his drink will be 'doctored, and
he will not live an hour. No one will
suspect me, as l have an excellent
disguise in readiness, and will ship on
board a certain little craft which
will be far away from here before
morning"
These murderous thoughts were
rushing through his mind-the horri-
BILE purpose to remove his rival for
ever from his path, that nc might win
the girl who would---did he but know
it-uever be coerced into marriage,
when hasty footsteps fell upon his
ears and turning swiftly he saw be-
fore him-Charlic Miller.
Burton Dalton dropped the stolen
mail upon a table, and stood glaring
wildly at the unexpected apparitiou
Of Miller upon the scene. But Char
lies quick eyes had caught sight Of
his own name upon the package, and,
with a swift bound, he possessed him
self Of it. and tore it hastily open A
small package Of kodak pictures,
which Louise had neatly developed,
and the one on top was the picture Of
Davenport Day.
A cry Of surprise fell upon the Sit
ence, and, turning Charlie Miller be-
held Louise Stewart in company with
Der father. With outstretched hands,
she rushed 70 his side.
'Oh! Charlie! Charlicm she cried.
, Il have never had letter from you
, since you left me at Hot Springs. and
|, ! was so sure that You were i'll, per-
suaded papa to come on here! know
now who intercepted our letters:
have found him out: it is that horrible
, Davenport Day-and, why! Charlie
! there he IS nowr' And her indignant
eyes rested upon Burton Dalton,
, wrathful face, who saw that his gam,
was up.
All at once the cry Of "frc" aros,
! upon the night. The ST. Charles
| hotel was wrapped in flames from
! dome to basement 1t had broker
S out 50 suddenly, and must have beer
l burning SO long, that there was nc
l / hope.