The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1902-12-06

buried treasure, ana. consequently, he
had no interest in 1t.
He sat gazing at the paper, and his
eye caught some characters in the
corner below the lines, and he made
them out to be the figures 1913. II
that was the date, and 1t seemed like
ly, then the child had been buried for
ty years.
The boast Of the guilty man had
probably been fulfilled; he must be
either dead now or an old man-a very
old man, forJt seemed impossible that
a young man could have done this
deed. 4
Purcell sat still, bent over the pa
per, and he did not heed the opening
of the outer door. and the entrance Of
some one.
1t was Ralph Caryl, who had been
smoking on the beach, and, seeing a
light, had made bold to enter.
He looked rather astonished at sight
OF the papers spread on the table, and
he wondered where that musty old
document beneath Purcell's hand had
come from.
His sharp, quick eyes had seen the
writing on 1.-THE peculiar, scrabbed
hand that would be remembered If ev-
er seen, and forgetting that he could
have no right to read it, he bent over
and mastered the lines in half the time
that 1t had taken Purcell to read them.
AS he drew back from the perusal
his face was very white, and the hand
that still held the cigar trembled so
that the ashes fell to the floor.
Reused now, Purcell hastily huddled
the papers together and exclaimed, an.
grily:
"How came you here?"
1t was an instant of %perceptible hesi-
tation before Caryl replied. Then he
said, in nearly his usual voice:
l beg your pardon. I raj smoking
q cigar on the beach here, and, seeing
9 light, l took the liberty of entering.
I am sorry to have disturbed you"
All the while. that Caryl was speak
ing his glance kept wandering towards
the manuscript, which was half-con-
cealed by Purcell's hand. He longed
to snatch 1t away and examine 1t at
his leisure; but he dared not do it.
You did rather startle me, to tell
the truth" replied Purcell, with a
forced smile. II was amusing myself
with these papers, instead of going to
bed, as l ought"
II should imagine you were studying
went on Caryl, determined
not to appear to notice that the old
man did not wish to be asked about
the papers. There seems to be q
lot Of diagrams and figures among
them. I wonder If you could explain
this to me, now" putting his finger on
one Of the papers.
Purcell, alarmed, snatched the pa
pers away, and then proceeded to gath
them up, thus preventing Caryl
from saying anything more concerning
the n paper in which he was inter,
Excuse me-" said Purcell, hurried
ly, "but I cannot endure to have my
touched"
And in another moment they were
all locked up in the oak chest.
Caryl had no pretext for lingering,
and soon left, walking rapidly to his
lodgings, his face set, his eyes filed
q 4OON u 14OlIOI dlU dIudZ0mSUt
mingled with incredulity.
When he reached his own room he
did not go to bed. He quickly found q
paper of that date, and raj his
finger down the list of times when the
trains left the Worcester depot for a
town in Western Massachusetts,.
'"There's nc way Of starting to-
he whispered. II can go to
Boston in the 6 o'clock train in the
morning and catch the s o'clock train
for Springfield. It's the best I can do,
and why need I be in such q hurry!
I'm q fool! But that handwriting could
not be mistaken; there's no other like
it. And yet horrible to think of such
thing! I'm not an innocent lamb
myself-but that sort Of thing is be-
.ond mel"
With these words on his lips, he had
taken up a volume Of Voltaire in the
original, and turned to the fy-leef on
his name was written, together
with a few lines of quotations from the
1t was in precisely the same hand.
writing as that on the paper 80
strangely come into CHARLES Purcell's
possession.
eff I could only have asked him
where he found it." murmured Caryl,
as he tore the leaf from the book and
held 1t in the flame of a match until 1t
was ashes. "But the old fellow acted
SO oddly that I couldn't do it-and he
wouldn't have told me If I had"
7 Caryl+ drank q large glass Of whisky
and then went to bed. But he was so
accustomed to the potation that 1t did
not induce slumber, and he had only
Just fallen asleep when the %newly-risen
sun, sending its rays across his bed,
him.
He dressed quickly, went down
and announced that business
called, him away for q few days,
gulped. down the coffee they gave him,
and started for the railroad station,
about a mile away.
X: M IN ~
CHAPTER VIII.
caryt Visits his Home.
The bright sunlight Of the morning
did something toward dssipating the
depression that had been. upon Ralph
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