Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1895-03-28
CHAPTER xIu-(Continued.)

CHAPTER XIII-(COntinued.)
And vowing the destruction Of EN-
incline If again he got her within his
reach, and, nearly sobered by his fears,
he made his way to the room at the
back Of the house, which was on a
leyel with that which he inhabited,
and which looked out upon the yard
to which Emmeline had gone IN search
of the money and the letters.
Looking from the window, his mind
was somewhat relieved when he dis
tiuguished the glimmer Of a candle in
the shed, and was made more comfor-
table when, in answer to his half
whispered:
"Halloa, young uni"
Emmeline hastily approached, and
stood beneath his window.
II have found rothing yet" the
young girl whispered.
"Have you searched under the third
lump of wood?'
Yes"
"And are you quite sure you have
found nOthing?" NickSey next asked,
and in accents OF suspicion.
Emmeline understood the meaning
which had been in the ruffian's words,
ard trembled; and 1t was somewhat
falteringly that she said:
Perhaps you are mistaken In the
place in which you have deposited"
Nicksey allowed her to proceed no
further, but exclaimed savagely:
"lf the swag amt now where / said
It was, | have been robbed, and If |
have been robbed. you are the thief
and SO much the worse for you, young
'unr'
He disappeared from the window;
nnI Iyn,ynn1tnn faef nc hnr frnnnllfnr
limbs would carry her, hurried back
to the shed to renew her search.
She felt that now perhaps her very
Nfe depended on her speedy discovery
Of those bank-notes and letters.
an kill the young 'unw Nicksey
muttered to himself, as he was about
to descend the stairs to make his way
towards Bmmeline.
This is a sOberer, this ls+pretending
rot to find EN- won't do for me-; This
Is what a man gets for being too hon
est It's the first time / ever tried my
hand at hat game-never no more,
never no moreV'
And he uttered a terrible ~imprecation
Gil his own folly, and the young
ans" ingratitudc.
All at once, and when about half
way down the stairs, he stopped short;
arrested by a thought which had shot
through his brain, from which the
mists OF drunkenness were now almost
entirely dispersed.
He hurried back to the room which
served him for "parlor and kitchen
aud ALL and, standing in its center,
scratched his ragged and partly bald
head. rs he looked around him, and
seemingly In great p~erpleXity. q
A few words will explain wherefor
the fellow was now so greatly
troubled.
Noel harrington had been mistaken
IN supposing that Mr.. Nicksey, after
his robbery at Mrs. Chesterton's, hid
not returned to his own house, for,
throwing himself into the first hackn Y
coach he hae seen, he had flown
thither with all speed which the driver
melted thereto by a promise Of double
fare had been able to eXtort from his
not very Indifferent cattle.
Nicksey had made rather free with
Mrs. Chesterton's decanters' n the
robbery was a circumstance which had
greatly increased his excitement; and
after he had been well shaken up In
the hackney coach. he entered his W
house in a state Of extreme mental con-
fusion.
He hurried to the shed n buried
the bank notes N letters, precisely
as he had told Emmeline.
But what he had now remembered
was that having re-entered his house,
after having hidden them, 1t had sud
denly struck him that he had not, per-
hans. chosen a very secure spot for the
cmcealment of his newly-acquired
treasure.
He hurried back to the shed; recover
ed bank notes and letters, had returned
with them into the house. and then
anew had hidden them-where?
That was the question Nicksey now
was asking himself, as, with a puzzled
look his eyes wandered round ana
round his room.
He had been In a great hurry, he
remembered that; for the hackney
coach was waiting to take him away
again; and he feared. lest too much az
tention should be called to his dwell
Ing.
Mr.. Nicksey was not, generally
speaking, an ostentatious man.
After considering for several mn
xtes, and apparently with no very sat
isfactory result, Nicksey commenced
to ransack that piece or furniture
which had once been a chest OF draw
ers. His slender stock OF clean linen
he scattered on the dirty floor; pulled
forth a miscellaneous stock OF articles
which the mouth Of a marine store
keeper would have watered to behold,
but found not his lost treasure.
He tried the maBte'-piece; and a
large hole on n side Of the chimney;
no satisfactory result.
Presently, and suddenly, his face
lighted up.
ct known he shouted aloud; and,
running into his sleeping corner, thrust
his hand, and up to his shoulder, into
the old, worn mattress On his truekle
bed.
And his eyes ~glstened, and he
chuckled and was happy once again;
for he had clra he'd and now drew
forth and eagerly counted his bank
notes.
They were all correct, not n miss
Ing.
Then again thrusting his hand into
the mattress. he next drew forth tnree