The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-03-14

round. But go on looking yourself, and
III come again tomorrow
IL be much obliged to yer, I'm sure
Mr. Gaskell," said the old man pulling his
foreiock. Then they parted in the lowest
spirits ~ 80
But old Bendigo kept staunchIy to his
SOtf-imposed penance of not taking drink
AS ne walked home there came back to
Gaskelfs mind story which he had
/ read IN work on the subject as Illus
trat1ve of certain phase of alcoholism
An irish porter, when drunk, once de-
lYered parcel at a wrong address
When sober he was severely reprimand-
ed TOT his mistake. Eut he could not
| reeollect' the place where he had left it-i
| Then he got drunk again. and remeno-
bering the address, recovered the marcel
| NOW Gaskell wondered whether he might
not nave recourse to similar tactics in
the present instance The idea remained
IN his head all that night, and he was
Generating next day as to how best he
should put in into execution, when Teddy
called to ask for Nebby's address That
was why he had dismissed him so
abruptly. He tried to remember exactly
where he had read the story. but could
not. However, his mind was now unite
made up. He would try the experiment
with Rendigo.
The night he selected was that upon
which Leonard was found by WISE. No
one in Fletmouth knew of IeonarI,a
resurrection yet, owing to the forty-
eight hours limit given to Philip in which
to get away
Old Bendigo had informed Norah of
his plight, and she also had made an
attempt to find the packet; but without
success. She did her best to comfort
the old man, but at the same time she
did not feel altogether easy in her mind
+ fn hn-
Gaskell should be at Beach cottage so
constantly. But whatever suspicious
Tilted through her mind with regard to
the lawyer were wholly connected with
the lost documents, and not in any way
with the disappearance of her lover.
On the night he had chosen. GaskelI
went over to the cottage about O'Clock
with couple of BOTTLES of rum in his
pocket. He did ont drug it as he had
drugged Leonard's brandy lest the opi-
ate should Illustrate that activity of
| brain which was essential to his success
Fle knew that rum was the old mans
favorite tipple, and he argued that the
moment when he reached exactly the
same state of inebriation as he had been
in when he hid away the papers was
the moment when he might be expected
to recolicct where he bad Put them
The night was wild and rainy and the
lawyer arrived at the cottage soaked
well-nigh to the skin. But of this he
cid not complain, for he took advantage
OF his plight to further the end he had
in view. Under such circumstances the
introduction of his plentiful supply OF
rum was altogether plausible.
Light the fire, and put on the kettle,
Bendigo." he said, shivering. II have
some good stuff here. Ill have it hot and
try and get the chill out of my bones
You'll have some. too"
mot me. Mr.. Gaskell. I've done
enough mischief that way alreadyi'
They were in the kitchen wherein the
old sailor usually made his lair. 1t was
large clean room, with tiled floor
and whitewashed walls. The dresser
and tables and chairs were all of deal,
and scrupulously clean The fire was
seon blazing merrily, and It's comfort
ing glare shone through the uncurtained
windows. There was a back door
through which Bendigo passed to his
coal cellar. In few minutes the ket-
tie boiled, and Gaskel1, drawing the cork
of the bottle, proceeded to make himself
comfortable.
Come, Bendigo." he said, pouring out
two forums, one weak for himself, tho
other stiff, for the bo'sun. You must
join me-
The old man looked longingly at the
steaming punch, and his mouth watered
as its delicious fumes Initiated his nos
trils He made a feeble attempt to
withstand temptation. Don't. Mr..
Gaskell, don'ti / must pay fur not
adoin' of my duty
Nonsense, man. You've done your
duty only too WE'LL and Rowland push
ed the glass within reach of the bo'sun 5
itching fingers. Here's a toast, Bendigo.
May we find that packet
well, Fll-Fn just take sip, Mr..
Gaslxell, in the 'opes as wot You say IL
come true" So saying. he sipped-and
then he slipped again. And after that
easy was the descent. His good resolu-
lions vanished into thin air, as jorum
followed jorum. "Artcr all it don't do
no good about findin' them papers" said
he, with sigh, contentedly watching
the lawyer brew another glass.
cro Be Continued Daiiy)