Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-05-06

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 ACCOUNT OF HIS DEATH IN A DAILY PAPER ominously. The fugitive's identity was not suspected, but the proprietor had heard of the extra plate-cleaning the day before and wanted to see if the insult would be repeated.
 It was not Darrel made a half movement to take the plate from the table, but dropped it again after quick glance at the man in the door l way.
 The food was brought on, Darrel be- gan to eat and the proprietor went l away with grim smile. Breakfast over, Darre1 asked for sheet of paper and an envelope. In few moments he had written the | following:
 For the Sheriff: If you will call at the old cabin In the coulee to the left of the, War Eagle trail, not far from the mine, you will find some thing that will interest you"
 He did not sign the communication, but put 1t into the envelope, sealed it and addressed it to '"The Sheriff, on his way back to Anaconda,e' and left it with the proprietor for delivery.
 When he rode away from the tavern Darrel was treasured. His new per- sonality had withstood the test and he knew that he could trust it until such time as it ceased to be service able
 But one thing made him uneasy. That was the doubt, now twice ex- pressed, that giant powder could be so comprehensive in it's destructive powers.
 To settle his question what could be better than to have the sheriff visit l the hut in the coulee? The body of a smooth-faced man would be found, but evidences would be at hand to l show that beard had been removed.
 Everything would point to sudden act of lf-destruction. It would be supposed that Nate Darrel, overcome k with the hopelessness of his case, had done away with himself
 The fact that the fugitive had es- capped the explosion In some remark able way would silence the doubters. Shortly before noon Darrel rode into | Anaconda, turning aside and making for the livery barn nearest the Black l foot trail. The hostler came grinning out to receive the horse
 ..The calico carried you all right, eh?" the man inquired. 'very we'll indeed How much do I owe you for him? ?" | The hostler stared.
 Why" he answered, you bought him from the old man. Don't want to pay for the brute 6rice. do your"
 Darrel was quick to take care of the emergency.
 II mean for his keep" he answered, with a shade of annoyance. "Will you keep him here for nothing?''
 You'll have to see the old man about that He's gone home to dinner now"
 E Darrel united the traveling-bag from l the cantle and walked down the street. l He passed the '.Colonels Own," silent l and almost deserted, at that hour, and was soon at the hotel where he had put up during his brief stay in. town short time before.
 How do you do, MT. McCloud," said the clerk, affably. You're little ahead of schedule, aren't your"
 "A little"
 T understood you to say you wouldn't be back until tomorrow. I Two ladies called to see you, this morning, and left a card'
 Darrel took the card as the clerk handed 1t over Mrs. Marian Cor ton." ran the printed text, and under meath was written, in pencil: land Miss Elise Avery
 Did they leave any word ?' asked Darrel, quietly.
 Said they'd call tomorrow after noon-I told them you'd be back then" This dilemma had been anticipated and Darrel knew 1t was not to be shirked. It was the one point of weak ness in his new armor.
 We've kept your old room for you," went on the clerk. 'sI'll have the boy 1 take up your satchel.'' | The boy was called and took pos session of the traveling-bag. The clerk handed him a key and then Darrel fol- lowed him up stairs fyTyo T9n