Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1897-08-17
A CASE in EQUITY.
BY FRANCIS LYNDE.
1Copyright. 1895. by J. B. Lippincott Col


After dinner Duncan went in search
of the old mountaineer and Thorndyke
shut himself in his room to finish the
letter begun the previous evening. He
went about it leisurely, placing the
table in front of an open window and
sitting where the sweet afternoon
breeze might blow in his face as he
wrote. Between the sentences he
stopped often, weighing and turning the
words until they fitted his purpose;
which was to make this latest letter to
his mother as one with those preceding
it. This preserving Of the unities proved
to be less difficult than he had thought
it would be. The new determination
was but a sucking as yet, and the turn
ing of fresh leaf in the book of reso-
buttons is, in any event, only begin
ming. Besides, ones mother is always
the first to accept show of frankness
as a substitute for the real quality,
and Mrs. Thorndyke would have found
reasons for refusing to believe Philip
if he had told her the plain truth.
. The window in the attic bedroom
looked out upon the stretch of yellow
road leading to Allacoochee, and in
lone of the inter-sentence pauses Philip
saw two horsemen ride over the crest
of the spur which shut off the view of
the lower valley. They halted among
the trees on the hillside, and one of
them pointed to the farmhouse, while
the other took something from his
pocket and went through the motions
of man drinking from bottle. Philip
watched them listlessly until, at the
end of full minute, his curiosity
~awoke to comment upon the phenome-
nal thirst of the man who still sat like
an equestrian statue with arm bent and
head thrown back. There was a field
glass hanging in it's case on the wall,
and when Philip took it down and TO-
'cused it upon the statuesque horseman
the mystery speedily took another form.
The man was not drinking; he was ex-
aiming the house and the adjacent
mountain through a glass not unlike
the one in whose field Philip was OBJ
serving him.
Thorndyke's first thought was of Kill
grow and his prosecutors, but before he
could form plan for warning the old
mountaineer the two horsemen rode
down to the house, and he heard one of
them ask Mrs. Duncan if the road led
to Alta Springs, a village on the western
slope of Johns mountain. Since the
question appeared to explain the recon
naissance, Philip let his suspicious
lapse, and straightway forgot the Incl
dent when the travellers had ridden on.
He had finished his letter, and was be-
ginning to wonder if Duncan would
succeed in finding Kilgrow, when he
heard voices below, followed by STUN
bling footsteps on the stairs, and Dun
can entered with the old mountaineer.
''This is auld johnnie KeeIgrow,
Master Thorndyke," he said, presenting
his companion with q perpendicular
gesture which seemed to call attention.
to Kilgrow's great height. t.ss'''l just
ruade free to fess him till yer ain room,
whaur We could haze It cot wi him in pri-
vate.' rs. @:S.. sss 81
hat was right I'm glad to meet
.gou. Mr.. Kilgrow. Sit down, both Of
you. and let me ask a few questions"
The mountaineer folded his thin
length upon the edge Of chair, but
Duncan stood irresotute. $ I'm no sac
over rasn. myser I, Master rhorndyk e,5
~ We ken. but auld j ohnnie here is
H,air captious than the canniest Scot az
them a' p ye thin now. he Wilma