Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1903-06-06

DCbL IOT the DOl. n Idh wiz was
trimming the grass. on the borders of
the road looked up at him In a con-
temptuous way as he passed, and then
resumed his work.
Job, who had noticed this, smiled
quietly.
Il suppose he thinks / am not a
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 II attired for a
gorgeous function. His o ring
brought 4 man In livery to the door,
who gave him a cold stare and did not
attempt to answer when he asked IL
Mr.. Ellison was at home.
The 1unky 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, o will tell Mr.. Ellison
that Mr.. Hendricks would Hike to see
him on matters Of Importance. DO
you hear? Go and do as l say!"
These words, delivered In such a de-
cisive tone, satisfied the s>rvan that
he was dealing with some one who had
a right to be there, and he at once be-
gan to mutter apologies.
Never mind about your excuses, but
go anu dnHOuIlC6 He, Teplleu tic NlS-
itor grufly. But see TO 1t 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 foor to the paint
tn0a an tha yuo11 oVH tha prtt ccnIa Ia na
curtains on the windows. and then
from the curio-cabinets to the verni-
martin tables loaded with elegant
~trifles, he sighed.
Honesty certainly pays-honesty on
the surface, with keen roguery to back
It," he muttered, lapsing INTO a
thoughtful mood.
The fellow seemed TO be a very long
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 O better view Of the
general effect he noticed on the floor
by the table lear which he was seat
ed q scrap Of an envelope that attract
ed his attention. He uttered an ex-
clamation of sudden surprise a. he
reached out his hand for 1t. Just then
there was the sound of n step In the
hall, and he thrust the bit of paper in
his pocket.
On the threshold stood a stout man
In q greenIsh livery with q 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
were telling the truth, and then, having
satisfied himself that such was the
case, said:
Then you can give me his address,
! presume"
Don't know It; he left none"
ITO be gone a long timer"
Don't know sir, and, II that is
ALL"
Us he tr. TrF to slip out of my
hands, was tho 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 and him, but, I dare
say, I 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 O seedy visitor deserved IN
temptuous treatment, and yet his au-
dacity 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 n the
highroad, wondering what this sudden
move on the part Of Ellison might por-
tend.
HE is too sensible a man to think that
he can get rid Of me so easily by run
ming away" he said to himself. II won
der II 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 tho bit Of torn
envelope he had picked up In the draw
ing-room, and he at once thrust his
hand In his pocket and drew Is out.
The envelope bore the simple tnscrip-
ton:
James Ellison, Esq,
The Grange,
Exton, New York.
It was a peculiar handwriting, with
certain features hat made 1t 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, ha took out another piece Of paper,
and. placing 1t alongside Of the other,
examined them for some minutes with
deep attention.
1.-THE same writing exactly-a little
changed by time, but the same man
wrote thsm both" He thrust the papers
back In his pocket and brought the
palm Of his hand down on his knee with
a resounding slap, as IL to express the
e~xultation he felt over the discovery he
had made.
well, ' shall find my old enemy
where I little thought to look for him,
BY watching Ellison 1 shall lay hold of
him, and, when 1 do, perhaps the
chance will come to settle our account,
which han 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.