Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1904-03-17
cHAPTER I.-lcontinued.l


times, could break in. get hold of his
yellow throat, and make him show me
where lie keeps It. It's awful shame
ful: poor old man dying for the
want of it, and can't get it,
''Have you no money!" she asked,
looking contemporary at him, where
he stood pleadingly before her, with
cheeks.
Nothing cent The last went
In food-for her; they made me get
food"
Listen to me. Suppose get you
this stuff-or give you the money to
get it-what will you give me?" Her
eyes were hard and her words were
stern and abrupt, as though she meant
that every one should have its effect
All, don't mock me-" he pleaded.
What have to give you? haven't
thing in the world except the pipe, ;"
he added, pulling the thing from his
pocket and lovingly pressing a finger
into the tiny bowl. Il can't part with
that; some day some one will give me
something to fill it again.
II will give you enough to fill it
over and over again" she said, slowly
Sand only want one thing in ex-
change"
She pulled out one of the notes the
hunted man had given her and spread
1t on the table, keeping one hand upon
It This is for your wallet she
said.
He glanced at her doubtfully, and
+ slowly shook his head They're not
mine" he said; they belong to her"
And she will be dead in an hour
and the papers useless. In an hour
/ shall be gone and the money with
me, and then you can whistle for your
opium or your Dreams" She took up
the note again and began to fold it.
No, no don't take it away; let me
think" he cried. eagerly. You're
right, It's OF no use to her; she can
never use 1t now; it must go-all the
property, mean. to some one else
mustn't it,"
''Exactlyto some one else" she re
piled. Come. make up your mind;
can't wait.
But what do you want them for?''
he asked, with the wallet in his ner-
yous hands.
That's my business" she said, with
n q little laugh. In any case IL can L
I concern you; you are out of it. AS /
say. this girl Of yours will be dead in
an hour, and all that you had there
will BIO waste paper. Come opium
for 9 long, long week in exchange for
your waste paper"
Yes, yes my opium: will buy all
he viii give met" he murmured
Here, take the thing give me the
money! !,s.s:
He then tottered out of the door,
murmuring and chuckling to himself,
before she realized that she had sue
ceeded. Then she looked little help
lessly at the wallet in her hands, and
from that to the girl on the couch.
Presently she crossed the room and
stood beside the dying girl.
There's no 80 much difference so
Tar as age Is concerned. she said,
slowly. Three years, perhaps; that's
q mere nothing. II can be sure from
this old bastard that she's never been
seen, am safe. It's as easy as any
thing could be; q girl is wanted, with
certain papers to, prove who she is;
here Ii a girl with the papers. The
queen Is dead. Long live the queen!"
The old man came In again, hugging
IN his trembling hands little packet
Scarcely noticing her, he began to get
ready for his long-delayed enjoyment
molding the sticky stuff to the re-
quired form and size, and making ali
ready to light 1t. He thought Of moth
4 Ing else saw nothing else thought Of
nothing else. &
Gradually, while he began to pre-
pare the stun, breathing upon 1t eager
4 " until it glowed in the little bowl OF
the pipe and lit up his yellow, grin.
ring face. she got from him his name
David YarWood: chat Of his daugh-
ter, Grace. Looking through the pa
pers in the precious wallet, she saw
that every thing was In order mar
riage certificate birth certificate, Old
letters and diaries. Presently, while
he smokey after reflling the pipe
again end again, the stuff began to
4 have Its effect. the pipe dropped from
his fingers: he began to talk of old;
days and old scenes obably because
they had been brought to his mind by
the happenings Of that night. Ths
woman listened eagerly, hoping to
pick up = name o. q date that should
prove useful; but David Yarwood only
i orokA once q anything Of interest to
s her.
Grace my wife cad these many
"a She said said broke her
heart Grace was 4 baby and
Y nov 0night she /. $ n
The heayy head fel forward On his
RI asld TIA slept sleep of the
TER The girl on the couch
last the woman vas airaid
tecaase Slestn was u wierf
Room 10 qiiiet ~ that she
s. t,aas5r md llooked back on
sssi ~ 0pened the door
I6S b !! the n I'M creepinc