Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1902-01-09
A Brave Coward.
By Robert Louis Stevenson.
BY Robert Louis Stevenson.

40 PdyIueuL was suspended. III
was strange to myself that, while !
read these details, l continued rather
TO sympathize with Mr.. Huddlestone
than with his victims, so complete al
ready was the empire of my love for
my wife. A price was naturally set
upon the bankers head, and, as the
case was inexcusable and the public
Indignation thoroughly aroused, the
unusual figure of ESQ was offered for
MS capture. He was reported to have
large sums OF money in his possession.
One day he had been heard of in
Spain, the next there was sure intelli-
gence that he was still lurking between
Manchester and Liverpool or along
tRe border OF Wales, and the day after
a telegram would announce his arrival
in Cuba or Yucatan. But in all this
there was no word of an Italian nor
any sign of mystery.
In the very last paper, however,
there was one item not so clear. The
accountants who were charged to veri-
fy the failure had, it seemed, come up-
on the traces of very large number
or thousands which figured for some
time IN the transactions Of the house
OF Huddlestone, but which came from
nowhere and disappeared in the same
mysterious fashion. 1t was only once
referred to by name, and then under
the initials *. H." but it had plainly
been fioated for the first time into the
business at period of great depres-
sion some six years ago. The name
or distinguished royal parsonage had
been mentioned by rumor in connec-
ton with this sum. 1.-THE cOwardly
desperadO"-such, remember, was the
editorial expression-was supposed to
have escaped with large part of this
mysterious fund still in his possession.
! was still brooding over the fact,
and trying to torture It into some con-
nection with Mr.. Huddlestone's dan
ger, when man entered the tavern
and asked for some bread and cheese
with decided foreign accent.
"Siete Italiano?" said I.
ISL signor," was the reply.
said it was unusually far north to
find one of his compatriots; at which
ne shrugged his shoulders, and replied
that man would go anywhere to find
work.
Even as he was speaking, I raised
my eyes, and, casting glance into the
street. beheld three men in earnest
conversation together, and not thirty
yards away.
1t was already drawing toward the
close of the day before l had return
ed the newspapers at the manse, and
got well forward on to the links on my
way home. I shall never forget that
walk. 1t grew very cold and bolster
Gus; the wind sang in the short grass
about my feet; thin rain showers came
running on the gusts and an immense
mountain range of clouds began to
arise out of the bosom of the sea. The
sun was about setting; the tide was
low, and all the quicksands uncovered;
and l was moving along, lost in I'M
pleasant thought, when l was sudden
ly thunderstruck to perceive the prints
of human feet
Step by step followed the prints I'M
til, a quarter of mile further, / be-
held them die away into the south
eastern boundary of Graden Floe. |
There, whoever he was, the miserable
man had persisted. One or two gulls,
who had perhaps seen him disappear,
wheeled over his sepulcher with their
usual melancholy piping. The sun had |
broken through the clouds by last eff
fort, and colored the wide level of |
quicksands with dusky purple.
| stood for some time gazing at the
spot, chilled and disheartened by my
own reflections, and with a strong and |
commanding consciousness of death. |
L remember wondering how long the |
tragedy had taken, and whether his |
screams had been audible at the pa
vllion. And then, making a strong res |
olution, was about to tear myself |
away when gust fiercer than usual |
fell upon this quarter of the beach, |
and l saw, now whirling high in air,
now Swimming lightly across the sur
lace OF the sands, soft, black felt |
nat, somewhat conical in shape, such |
as | had remarked already on the
heads of the Italians
| believe, but l am not sure, that I |
uttered cry. The wind was driving
the hat shoreward, and l ran round
the border of the foe to be ready |
against its arrival The gust fell, drop
ping the hat for while upon the
quicksand, and then, once more fresh |
enlng, landed it few yards from
where | stood. | seized II with tho in