Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1902-02-13

| trOrdtnary fashion, leaving no trace be.
hind him.
At the present moment every breath
OF that young man seemed to send a
cold thrill Of terror down the spine Of
Cornelius. For this was the man who
had babbled strange things about dead
bodies hidden away; the man who, in
some mysterious fashion, had fathomed
something Of that gruesome business
concerning Gilbert Rickerby. That he
should be in this tot the-way place
at such time, and when all the people
| who had been even remotely connected
with the matter were there also. was
discorcerting. Cornelius. with the full
intention of giving him the slip. began
to reach for his hat and to cast his gaze
| towards the door. Mr.. Hubbard must
I have OWNED that intention. for he
thrust his face over the shoulder of the
old man and whispered in his ear:
1T amt no good your tryin' to give
me the slip, cause you can't do it. I
saw your pal-the dark chaplin the
| street to-day; I wasn't quite sure of
i'm, but now I am sure. There's that
chap, Taggett. on the stage-with is
wife. All the lot o. you is in it. some
'ow, an you'll find I'm in it, too"
Cornelius twisted his face around and
| loked at the speaker with an ugly grin.
You're a bright spark. you are!" He
had, incautiously raised his voice, and
Immediately there sounded all about
him indignant cries of "Order, order!"
''Turn him QUIT" Cornelius resumed
his contemplation Of the stage. and be-
gan to cast about in his mind for plan
by which to escape.
Then came an interval and Cornelius
arose. with many others In the audi
ence, and proceeded outside in search
Of refreshment. In the hustle and con-
fusion Mr.. Hubbard was separated
from him-got into an argument OF
personal nature with man he was en-
deavoring to elbow out of the way--and
lost sight of his quarry altogether. Cor
nelius, taking advantage of this oppor-
tunity. hurried through the people and
darted up q side street. Thence, after
many twistings and turnings he got
back to the inn, and found his way to
his room, where he sat in the dark
bordering matters.
He had thought himself so safe-had
felt the game to be absolutely in his
own hands; and here. in moment. he
had been obliged to give up watching
the girl and her protector. and to take
flight on his own account. If, as was
more than probable. the youth, Hub
bard, knew anything about the murder.
he might denounce Nugent LeathwoOd
and Cornelius to the police at any mo-
ment; knowing that the Taggetts had
been in the same house, he would only
have to follow them, in order to run the
other two to earth. Cornelius began to
hope that Nugent might put in an APP
49,
that they might lay their heads togeth-
er and decide what was best to be DONE
and yet. on the other hand, he dreaded
to see his master. because he knew that
added danger would come with his ap-
pearance.
However, Cornelius Viewers was, after
all, of a philosophic turn of mind, and
was certainly the last man on earth to
worry about anything before it hap
pened. Knowing. therefore, that the
Taggetts could not possibly arrive at
the inn for some time, and feeling COM
paratively safe, and, moreover, being
very tired of sitting in the dark and
very thirsty he made an excursion
down to the bar in search of the land
lord
The bar was empty when he entered
it: he gave a curt nod to the landlord,
who was seated behind the wooden
counter, and ordered a glass of brandy
and water The place being very quiet,
and Cornelius being vehy comfortably
established in corner, a drowsy feel
ing presently stole ever him, and he
dropped into a sort of uneasy doze-one
Of those half SAUNDERS in which one is
conscious of sounds and movements
around him, without being able to dis
tinguish accurately what concerning
what is going on.
How long he remained in that condi-
to-: it is quite impossible to say; but he
was reused by the sound of voices. The
caution of the man prompted him to re-
main perfectly quiet, while he opened
his eyes a very little way and watched.
1t happened that he had sat down in his
usual grudging, surly fashion, with his
hat drawn well down over his eyes and
his arms folded on his chest; it was
quite unlikely that he would be recog-
Eized.
The people whose voices had dis
turbed him We're Mr.. Anthony Taggett
and Mr.. George Reeks. The former
lounged against the little bar with the
air of a man to WHOM fortune had sud
Gently grown kind, and who can, there
fore, afford to listen with tolerance to
thu woes of his fellow man; and his
fellow man on this occasion was evil
IDENTIFY giving smewhat lengthy recit-
al of the particular woes which were
his portion. Cornelius listened intently
and heard every word: and he also no.
ticed, through his half-closed lids that
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