The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-07-13
CHAPTER III.

Wayling bent his head eagerly for
ward, and a dark flush stole over his
face as if he were struggling with suf
location. He started to his feet, but at
the words, Patience, sahib," from the
Hindoo he fell back into his seat shud-
deyipg violently, with a countenance
like dead mans.
Peter wonderingly turned his head
and saw standing beside the fire rak-
ish, half tipsy fellow. His clothes, of
fine material, were stained and torn ut
the seams, and his general appearance
was that of well born rake reduced to
his last shilling. He held tankard of
alehalf way to bis lips as he boisterQus-
ly demanded song from the player.
TUNE up, tune up!" he cried, with a
swagger. "You' re growing wheezy-
aye, wheezy; twas my word. We Want
none of your doleful ditties Hark,
now, I'll sing song for you. ! learned
It in England when ! was sweetheart
ing:
"Once did waking spend the night
And tell how many minutes move,
Once did l wishing waste the day,
And then ] was in love.
"Once did sonnet to my saint,
My soul in numbers move,
Once did tell n thousand lies, -.
And then ] was in love- --cSsSsi
HOnce in my ear did dangling hang
A little turtledove,
Once, in a word, was n fool,
And then / was in love.
sGIIOxy ,,,anu FOOLS apnppo 90 ba
cried to the young gallants who had
gathered round him, and soon their i'm
pudent gibes and laughter resounded
through the place.
81 never before saw Edward Cautley
even half way SOBER" said Peter, look
ing mystiied at his companions.
"And you know him?" asked Way
ling in a harsh, excited whisper
"Not as a friend. He was always
about the playhouse, but this month
past he has been in Boston, squandering
his last shilling, no doubt. He often
asked me to the coffee house with him,
but never agreed. In faith, he is we'll
nigh pauper and an evil fellow to
DO 'Tis not good for ones reputation
f much converse with him."
him come to your lodging to-
night, said Wayling eagerly. Let
that be your first duty as my friend and
secretary. Unjust see that man fora half
hour tonight Will You do this for me?"
Peter hesitated. The expression on
the Hindoo's face made him suspicious
of treachery.
"There is some mystery here. What
may your reasons be for this strange re-
quest? What will you say-would do?'
asked Peter, very much troubled and
looking from one to the other.
Tonight you shall know all, l prom
Use you Will you consent? If not, the
present time will suit my purpose as
WE'LL" And he half rose from his seat.
Peter hesitated only second longer.
He found it impossible to resist Way.
ling,s look and Tone After an inward
struggle he gave the desired promise,
though he feared-he scarce knew what.
When Cautley had finished his THIRD
tankard of ale, he left the place.
Follow him, Rao," whispered Way
ling to the Hindoo. "Mark where he
| lives, Uub Dc Cdlclul hO uOSs AOp SoeSh
glimpse Of you"
The Hindoo obeyed with alacrity, ant
for some moments after his departure
his master remained buried in thought
an expression of pain deepening around
his mouth. He lifted his head, ant
meeting Peters plying eyes graspet
his hand firmly in silence.
'Is there no way can help your
asked Peter.
"None. Oh, the sight Of that mar
has resurrected my past, he said, stag
gering to his feet. "Let as go out int
the air, or i shall stifie."
In another moment they were on tn,
street.
"Where are you going now, Peter?'
Wayling asked when they had walked
a short way in silence.
1.-THE play begins Mt half an hou
after 8. 1t wants quarter to the hour
I shall be just in time. +"