Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-05-13

two gentlemen came in. one of whom said
TO the other in passing:
Sick. do You say? l thought WattIes
was made of iron"
So he was returned the other "bcfcre
that accident to his arm. Now the Least
thing upsets him. Hes down at HaJer-
stow s.
That was all: the door here swung to be
tween them. Sweetwatcr had received his
clue, but what clue. Haberstow's? Where
was that?
Thinking the bold course the best one. he
re-entcred the restaurant and approached
the gentlemen he had just seen enter
4 heard you speak the name Of CAPTAIN
Wattles." said he. Il am hunting for Cap
tam Natues. Can you tell me where he
He soon saw that he had struck the
wrong man for Information. They not only
refused to answer him. but treated him
with open disdain. Unwilling to lose time
| he left them, and having no other resource
| FASTENED to the last place mentioned on
his list.
1t was now late, too late to enter a pri-
Vate house under ordinary circumstances,
but this house was lighted up, and car
rage stood in front of it; so he had the
courage to run up the steps and consult
the large dOOr-plate visible from the side
walk. 1t read thus:
Haberstow
Fortune had favored him better than he
! expected
He hesitated moment then decided TO
| ring the bell. But before he had done so
| the door opened and two gentlemen ap-
| peared, one seeing the other out. The one
| who was leaving had his arm in a sling
! and bore himself with a fierceness that
| made his appearance somewhat alarming
| the other was older and in the momentary
| glance Sweetwater obtained of him seemed
| to be in an irate state of mind
NO apoogiesp the former was saving
| i don't mind the night air; I'm not so H.
as that. When I'm myself again we'll have
| a little more talk, My compliments to your
| daughter, sir. 1 wish you a very good
| evening, or rather night"
| The old gentleman bowed and as he did
| so Sweetwater caught a glimpse, it was the
| shortest glimpse in the world, of a sweet
/ face beaming from a doorway far do Nn
| the hall. There was pain in II and a yearn-
| ing anxiety that made it very beautiful;
| then 1t vanished, and the old gentleman
| uttering some few sarcastic words, closed
| the door and Sweetwater found himself
/ alone and In darkness.
| The kaleidoscope had been given another
| turn.
Dashing down the stoop, he came upon
| the gentleman who had preceded him lust
| "a he was seating himself in the carriage
Pardon me-" he gasped as the driver
| caught up the reins; you have forgotten
something" Then, as Captain Wattles
looked hastily out, You have forgotten
| me-"
The oath that rang out from underneath
| that twitchng red mustache was something
| TO startle even him But he chung to the
| carriage window and presently managed
| to say.
| "A message, sir. from New Bedford. I
| nave been on the hunt for you for two
| hours 1t won't keep. sir; not more than
| a half hour longer Where shall find you
| during that time?"
Captain Wattles, on whom the name New
| Bedford seemed to have made some i'm
! preston. pointed up at the coachman's box
| with a growl, in which command mingled
| strangely with menace Then he threw
| himself back Evidently the captain was
| not in very good humor.
| Sweetwater taking this as an order to
| seat himself beside the driver did so and
| the carriage drove off It went at a rapid
| pace, and before he had time to PROFOUND
| more than a question or two to the coach
| man. he stopped before a large apartment
house in brilliantly lighted street
| captain WattieS got out, and SWeetUater
followed him. The former, who seemed to
| nave forgotten Sweetwater. walked past
| and entered the building with a stride and
| swing that made the plain, lean. insignia
| cant-looking messenger behind him feel
| smaller than ever. Indeed, he had never
| felt so small for not only was the captain
| man of the finest proportions and bear
ing, but he possessed, in spite of his fiery
| hair and fierce nlustache that beaute de
| diabie which IS at once threatening and
imposing. Added to this, he was angry
| and so absorbed in his own thoughts that
of no light character upon any one who
| fnterfered with him. pleasing prospect
| for Sweetwater who, however kept on
with the logged determination of his char
| acter up the first flight of stairs and then
| up another till they stopped, Captain Wat
fore a small door into which the captain
| endeavored to fit a key. The oaths which