Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1899-06-20

sonic order that took charge of the flu
neral arrangements. The fact that Casa
dra left Virginia the night of the day
the body was discovered was noted by
some, but no especial significance was
attached to his departure.
Two months later in Il gambling house
at Ell Paso:
A crowd of men sitting and standing
three deep about the faro table: the deal
er pushing the cards out of the nickel
plated box, unconcernedly paying the
lucky bets and sweeping away the 9th
ers; everyone oppressively silent; all eyes
on the different stacks of chips and the
fatefuI box before the dealer; the money
drawer OF the table Jlled far out, dis
closing the shining twenties; and Jose
Casadra keeping cases. betting heavily
and losing.
But he was too old gambler to be-
tray by an expression which way the
weathervane of fortune pointed, and
when he had lost three heavy bets il,
succession not a muscle of his face
changed as he calmly put large stake
on the ace to win and ''cOppered' the
king for an equal amount. A hand
reached over the fringe of the crowd and
placed a modest number of chips on the
same cards. The ace won; the king lost.
Like all of his superStitiOus fraternity,
he was quick to notice the slightest Incl
dent connected with a change of luck,
and now waited for the hand before
making his next venture. Again it came
over the heads of the crowd, and this
time played combination of the FIVE,
six, seven, eight and nine to win, and
the queen and jack to lose. Instantly
Jose had 5000 on the same bets. Once
more he was successful. When 1t came
to call ''the turn" the party behind him
bet 'trey-deuce." Jose did the same.
The trey and deuce came out in the order
named Then he cashed in his chips, 4
winner, and, getting up from the table,
pushed through the crowd to see who it
was he had so luckily followed.
The man was in a distant corner Of the
room by himself. Jose's dark face be-
came suddenly livid, for he found him
The eyes were in the head of tall,
heavily-built and smooth-faced man.
'Who-are- weakly gasped Jose,
backing away.
'Who am ~ replied the other in a
jocular way, although his eyes belied it..
.'Who am |? Why, don't you know
..Not-not-Jim? came Jose's hoarse
whisper, as he gazed in incredulous
fright But the blood was slowly COM
ing back into his face. The voice was
different, if the eyes were not.
No, I'm Tom-Jim's brother. jim S
dead, We know
Damn you. Where'd you get those eyesT
The other advanced a step. My God.
1t is JIM he almost screamed, as he
crlnged in abject terror against the wall.
Say, what kind of q Teller are We
anyhow, to be so skeart about Teller 5
brother? S'pose ! hev got Jim's eyes?
Amt they good enough? jim he'd lit
tie the best o me-he was a haIf-hour
older. | jest KEN from Nirginny. Every
body thought jim left stake, but he
didn't, poor feller-leastways none that
| could find. How long since you been
thar"
Some of Jose's confidence was return
ing. He muttered an unintelligible re-
ply.
How much money you got?'
The colossal impudence of the question
looked angrily amazed. He started to
reply with an oath, when suddenly his
face changed.
Don't look at me like that" he
whined
How much money you got?" repeat
ed the big man, calmly but remorselessly.
Jose struggled with himself to keep 81
lent; but the cold, deliberate and judg-
ing eyes compelled him to speak and tell
the truth.
''Four-thousand- dollars" he faltered,
barely above a whisper
so you've got $1,000 now:" echoed the
other. in tones Of great satisfaction.
AFFECT fright again swept into Jose'S
face. -Four thousand? Why. that was
exactly the amount he
The thought was not even finished in
his mind. He saw that the eyes read
guilt in his own. By an almost super
human effort he broke the hypnotic spell
Of the dreadful gaze and looked hurried
ly about him for help. He tried to cry
out, but his throat was dry. Then his
hand shifted nervously behind him for
his revolver
''None O that. None O that" cried
his captor, warningly. I've got my eyes
on ye, and I've got good eyes-Jim's
eyes, you call 'em. Jim's dead but I've
got his eyes in my head, and [ kin see
with 'em, too. [ kin see you're guilty
guilty o stealin' four thousand O. Jim's
good money. [ want that four thousand
We got
Jose, blanched and terror-stricken,
made gesture of denial.
No use O denyin' it." resumed his Ne
mesis, coldly and sternly, for ] warn't
IN Virginny for nothin' I yeard O you
thar. | was in that drift as we'll as
yourself. 4e left wide-Open trail. Ye
don't think I been follerin' We for moth
in, do We? Ye don't think I've been
Eeepin' my eyes-Jim's eyes-on We to let
ye git away from me now? Come out
side and give me that money. Come on,
nOwr'
With his face toward Jose he opened
the door and stalked out And Jose,
powerless to resist, followed him into the
night
Richardson, the mine superintendent,
and Thompson, the San Francisco stock
broker, sat talking over their coffee and
cigars in Virginias best restaurant.
You say he saw the whole thing?'
Yes
well, it certainly is a remarkable sto-
ry. When did he return?''
yesterday, [ believe"
of whom are you speaking, Richard
sOn?' some one asked from an adjoining
table.
why, Jim Sanders, that fellow who
went into a trance three or four months
ago and so narrowly escaped being bur-
led acknowledgements
Depressing Effect Of Dismal Swamp.
Norfolk is near the Dismal swamp.
Anybody can perceive that from the pro-
longed and sullen sadness which has set
tied on several citizens of this com
munity. The preternatural and eternal
gloom which affects their lives and adds