The Weiser semi-weekly signal. (Weiser, Washington Co., Idaho) 1904-1911, 1904-09-24

on uIrvumTorraDIe suspense On his part,
that have greater respect than
ever for that animal of yours since
learning the very good reason he has
for refusing to cross the streetT'
"Hal What's that?" he asked, with
quick look behind him at the watch
full brute straining toward him with
nose over the gutter.
"He sees farther than we can. His
eyes penetrate walls and partitions"
remarked Then, carelessly and with
the calm drawing forth Of folded
bit of paper which held out toward
him, | added, by the way, here Is
something Of yours"
His hand rose instinctively to take
| it; then dropped.
II don't know what you mean," he
remarked. you have nothing of mine.'
mo? Then John Judson Moore had
another brother" And / thrust the
paper back into my pocket.
He followed it with his eye. 1t was
the memorandum / had found In the
old book of memoirs plucked from the
library shelf within, and he recognized
it for his and saw that did also. But
he failed to show the white feather.
"You are good at ransacking," he OBJ
served. "Pity that it cannot be done
, to more purpose"
smiled and made fresh start
With my hand thrust into my pocket
I remarked without even so much as
a glance at him:
81 fear that you do some injustice
to the police. We are not such bad
: fellows; neither do we waste as much
& time as you seem to think" And, draw
ing out my hand with the little filigree
8 ball in 1t. / whirled the latter inno-
;. Gently round and round on my finger.
a AS it flashed under his eye / cast
penetrating look.
3 He tried to carry the moment on sue
y cessfully; will give him so much
credit. But it was asking too much OF
q his curiosity, and there was no mis-
taking the eager glitter which lighted
Us his glance as he saw within his reach
is this article which a moment before he
IL had probably regarded as lost forever
ct "For instance" went on, watching
IN him furtively, though quite sure from
as more now of the secret of this little
RS ball than he knew when he Jotted
S. down the memorandum l had just
on pocketed before his eyes, "a little thing,
IS? such a little thing as this" repeated,
ne giving the bauble another twist, may
he lead to discoveries such as no common
err search would yield in years do MOI
saw that it has; but such thing Il
we possible, you know-who betterr'
an NV nonchalance was too much fol
he him. He surveyed me with covert dis
lay like and dryly observed:
18th "Your opportunities have exceeds
she mine, even with my own effects ina
out petty trinket which you have presun
to ed to flaunt In my face-and OF who's
value I am the worst judge In tn
jor world. since I have never had 1t In m
ter, band-descended to me with the rel
| If of Mrs. Jeffrey's property. Your cor
the duct. therefore, strikes me in the ngf
of an impertinence, especially as
JEFF one could be supposed to have more Il
terest than myself in what has pee
an for many years recognized as famil
PED talisman."
at ! "Ah." | remarked, you own to II
:" memorandum, then. 1t was made
Mrs. the spot, but without the benefit Oh u
IL talisman."
81 own to nothingv' he snappe
With Then. realizing that denial In this
II. gard was fatal, he added more geni'
lple. ": what do you mean by memora
that dun? If you mean that recapitulati
It of old time mysteries and their accol
I'd. panying features with which l Oh
whiled away an idle hour, own
II. of course. Why shouldn't /? 1t
loor, only a proof of my curiosity in rega
tely. TO this old mystery which every me
vhis- Der of my family must feel. That
to a riosity has not been appeased. Ii
over would not be indiscreet on your pa
It on may | now ask If you have found
r the what that little golden ball OF M
GORE, which you sport so freely before
osite eyes is to be used in connection VIII
'Read the papers," l said; "read
and morrow's papers, Mr.. Moore, or
'. ter still, tonight's. Perhaps they
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