The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1903-06-05

CdIl learn WIldL L want THIS
model landowner" he said to himself,
"and incidentally spur him on to do his
best for the boy" A man who was
trimming the grass on the borders Of
the road looked up at him in con-
temptuous way as he passed, and then
resumed his work.
Job, who had noticed this, smiled
quietly.
Il suppose he thinks I am not
stylish enough visitor to enter by the
principal road to the house."
He had no hesitation in going up
the great stone steps Of the front en-
trance as bravely as If attired for a
gorgeous function. His loud ring
brought a man in livery to the door,
who gave him cold stare and did not
attempt to answer when he asked If
Mr.. Ellison was at home.
The flunky was about to close the
door on the seedy visitor, when the
latter deity inserted a large, rough
shod foot, saying at the same time:
IF you want to keep your place,
young man, you will tell Mr.. Ellison
him on matters of Importance. Do
you hear? Go and do as say!"
These words, delivered in such a de-
cisive tone, satisfied the servant that
he was dealing with some one who had
right to be there, and he at once be-
gan to mutter apologies.
Never mind about your excuses, but
itor gruffly. But see to it that you
don't make such a mistake again or
your time here will be short"
The lackey, still mumbling excuses,
disappeared up the stairs, and Job
strobe into the handsome drawing
room without waiting to be asked, and
threw himself down in a chair.
AS his glance wandered from the
oriental rugs on the floor to the paint
ings on the wall, and the Brussels lace
curtains on the windows, and then
from the curio- abinets to the verni-
martin tables loaded with elegant
trit1es, he, sighed.
Honesty certainly pays-honesty on
the surface, with keen roguery to back
It," he muttered, lapsing into a
thoughtful mood.
time on his errand, so that the visitor
had ample time to examine the various
beautiful objects in the room. AS he
stood up to have a better view Of the
general effect he noticed on the floor
by the table near which he was seat
ed scrap of an envelope that attract
ed his attention. He uttered an ex-
reached out his hand for it. Just then
there was the sound of a step in the
hall, and he thrust the bit of paper in
his pocket.
On the threshold stood a stout man
In greenish livery with a red vest.
The latter garment was quite in agree
ment with the color scheme of his
round face.
This person was evidently the butler
of the establishment, or an upper SER
want.
You wished to see Mr.. Ellison?"
Exactly" ..
"Gone away, bag and baggage, this
morning"
Hendricks looked to see if the man
satisfied himself that such was the
case, said:
"Ihen you can give me his address,
I presume"
Don't know it; he left none"
ITO be gone a long time?"
Don't know sir, and, if that is
all" -.
rs he trying to slip out of nv
hands" was the thought that had en-
tered Jobs mind, but, seeing that the
fat gentleman was standing waiting to
see him out. he said:
Sorry not to find him, but, I dare
say, shall run across him in the city"
The butler was silent, though his
lips were moving as If there was
something on his mind that he wanted
to say, and yet hesitated about utter
| ing. Such seedy visitor deserved con-
temptuous treatment, and yet his au-
| dac1ty might be owing to the fact that
he had some real business to discuss
with the master of the house. So Job
was ushered silently out, and the but
Ter gave vent to his outraged feelings
by slamming the door violently behind
him.
JOB Hendricks pursued his way
peacefully to the gate, and so into the
h1ghroad, wondering what this sudden
move on the part Of Ellison might por-
tend.
HE is too sensible man to think that
he can get rid of me so easily by run
ming away" he said to himself. II won
der if the appearance of the strange fell
low in the garden during the last visit
has anything to do with his running
off?''
Then he remembered the bit of torn
envelope he had picked up in the draw
lng-room, and he at once thrust his
hand in his pocket and drew it out.
The envelope bore the simple inscrip-
ton:
James Ellison, Esq,
The Grange,
It was a peculiar handwriting, with
certain features that made it distinctly
original. Job Hendricks seemed to be
intensely interested, and sat down on a
bank at the edge Of the road to study
the paper.
Then out of an inner pocket of his
coat, he took out another piece of paper,
and, placing it alongside Of the other,
examined them for some minutes with
deep attention.
The same writing exactly-a little
changed by time, but the same man
wrote them BOTH" He thrust the papers
back III his pocket and brought the
palm Of his hand down on his knee with
a resounding slap, as if to express the
exultation he felt over the discovery he
had made.
| well, shall find my old enemy
| where little thought to look for him
By watching Ellison shall lay hold OF
him, and, when do. perhaps the
chance will come to settle our account
which has been running SO many years
But, first, must spin the web that will
hold him fast"
Then humming a song as if he had
reason to feel glad of his visit he
! STROBE on toward the town.
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