Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1901-05-29

adjoining the one that served Anton
as bed and sitting room, and the latter
was left alone to his gloomy reflections.
He dared not go out, for his foe might
be lurking for him around the first
turning but sat revolving In his mind
some plan of his escape from his pur-
suer. He even contemplated inform
ing the police Of his message, and the
danger that threatened him.
He was no coward, but he knew we'll
the daring Of the men to whom the so
ciety entrusted the accomplishment of
their revenge, and that they would
stop at nothing to carry out their or
der, for their own lives depended upon
their doing
He sat an hour or more, when he was
reused by knock at the door, He at
once rushed to 1t, but was too late, for
n man had entered, closing and locking
the door behind him.
81 thought would save the landlady
the trouble Of announcing me-" he be-
gan, 80 have introduced myself, as
you see." Then, without waiting to
give the other time to reply, he went
on: 81 suppose you know me?' at the
same time pulling off his heavy beard
and brows, and disclosing the face rep
resented In the portrait.
"Yes, l know you, Horitz" replied
Anton, In French, in which language
the former had addressed him. "What
want you with meY
'1rhe message handed you this
morning will surely tell member of
the society. You have been condemned
for disobeying your ORDERS"
Anton did not reply, but quickly
pulled out a drawer of the table at
which he sat-
You need not look there" interposed
Morltz. "The revolver was removed
from there this morning by those In
our employ, as well as all dangerous
weapons Of this character" showing
him knife which that morning had
been secreted in another quarter Of the
room.
"It is useless for you to resist" he
continued, "for two Of our confreres
are watching the windows from out
side In the square, and II you move or
attempt to call for help will slay you
without further warning. Before you
die, however, the society has instructed
me to ask you few questions"
go on" said Anton, doggedly,
watching every movement of the 9TH
err and determined to fght when the
decisive moment arrived. He knew
there was no use in calling for help,
for that would simply mean putting off
the fulhllment of the vengeance, and 1t
was almost certain from the revolver
incident that the people In the house
were In the society's pay, and would
not come to his assistance, however
much he needed them.
"The first question have to ask
you," went en- Moritz, ''is, why did you
disobey the society's orders to kill
Marinsky"
Because l did not think he deserved
death, and"
Enough" interrupted the other;
you set up your own judgment against
the verdict of the council; you know
what punishment the rules provide for
that"
"Yes, do; but am bound no longer
by your devilish rules"
1.-THE same question" continued the
other; but before he could get further
the door behind Anton was softly open
ed and a childish figure in a whie
nightrobe with popgun In his hand
stole into the room to Anton's side, In
quirlng who the stranger was
Whose child is thatY' said Moritz,
hurriedly.
II do not know" replied Anton,
"and Bobby himself does not know.
found him at the bedside Of his dying
mother, not far from here. She said
his father was a German who had been
suddenly called back to the fatherland
on some secret business. She would not
tell me his name She was English,
and had resolved to remain In her own
country. Ill-health had broken her
down, and as she lay dying she made
me promise to look after her poor or
phan boy, for she feared his father
might never return"
What was her name| said Moriz
"Clara Roberts"
"Great heavens. my wife," exclaimed
Moritz. 'They let her die, and now
they would have me kill you who be
frended her, and have watched oveI
my little one. Hang them all; l will
not do it. Stradeski, thou knowest
would have killed thee in obedience tc
their commands, but thy hand, man
how can do 1t? Together we will bali
hloodhounds of their vengeance"
Then. rushing to the. boys side, he
lifted him in his arms, and covered his
face with kisses.
Bobby does not remember me-" h'
said, "for when was In London before
| grew my beard"
Then putting the child down, HI
turned to Anton. Now for some plaI
of escape from the men outside. Yol