Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-01-09

| away OCLoiS tAo d4tEfu lOT IliIl Wdo Jul dHu
on which he might have shipped as a sailor
| or Q passenger. CHATS why I'm botherine
you. a
| ting away; but the law says the other
thing, and we areIin Office to support the
| law, SO suppose ought not to feel that
way. That the old mans position under the
| was caught and thes diamonds recovered, he
| would. as his mothers heir. get a part Of
| them; but he might also get long term in
| prison for trying to save them. There's no
| doubt about it-he's Is a bad place II we
| catch him. But, somehow, ! almost hope
that we won't catch him."
| He paused a moment and finished his
| drink; Then he said: Hes got one good
| friend, anyway
| Who's that?' asked the captain, with a
quick glance at Parton.
1.-THE old fellows niece" said the detect
| i've. Il thought shed bite my head of
when I was asking her questions about him,
| and here she Is. this morning, advertising
to him in the Times by name and advising
him to run away as fast as his legs will
carry him for fear that the old man will
catch him. She makes no bones of 1t,
either She advertises for him by name and
| signs her own initials. I have the cutting
| here in my pocket"
| And Mr.. Coast produced small news
| paper clipping exactly like one which Par
| ton had in his own pocket. The remark
| which followed did more to steady the
young man 3 nerves IMAM all tH6 WHISKY
ever distilled in Scotland could have done.
Il believe she's in love with him., said
the inspector. You should have heard
| what she said to me when was questioning
her. She made no bones of telling me that
she believed McFarren was all in the wrong
and Parton all in the right and she said she
hoped they'd never, never eaten MIN: !
fancy that 1t would have pleased that
young man II he could have seen her. She
as pretty an Irish girl as ever 1 saw. and
she meant what she said with every ounce
of her.
The inspector paused for a moment and
looked at his watch.
'Well, it's getting along" he said, land
must be going ashore
Have another drink" said the captain.
He filled his own and the inspectors
glasses, and then he turned to Parton.
Amt you goin' to drink, Mr. Carter?" he
said. II be. I'm goin to drink to tn young
Teller that's tryin' to keep his own from
fallin' into tn hands o that stepfather O
his'n."
While the old skipper was filing the
glasses, Parton lost the last particle OF
doubt that he really knew who he was
There was something significant, something
congratulatory and personal in the way the
old man looked at him which spoke louder
than words. He knew now that Captain
Burgee was fully in possession of his secret
and he knew, equally well, that the secret
was safe in his possession. His heart went
out to the rugged old seaman, who was thus
easily and without murmur letting a large
share of the big reward slip through his fin
gers rather than betray him to the in
spector. 1t filled his heart with comfort and
swept the worry away from his brain as
mist flies before summer sun. The cap
tain held up his glass.
''Wha'd you say his name was, fnspec-
tori" he asked.
Henry Parton" said the inspector
We'll" said the captain, here's to Hen
ry Parton"
IN drink It," said the inspector, though
% h11c inoc To not i'm
"Of course" said the captain. But I
hope you can't"
The sun was setting as he climbed over
the Lydia's rail- A good breeze was spring
struck two bells the Lydia Skolfeld was
heeling and toeing before the wind, upon
her way to Boston harbor.
Until after supper no reference was made
to the events Of the afternoon, because of
the constraint cast over such conversation
by the presence Of the mate. After the
meal was finished the captain and Parton
sat upon the afterdeck together, Parton in
low cabin skylight. After long silence,
during which he kept the bowl of his pipe
In active glow. the captain said slowly:
We'll, we got rid Of that man, all right,
Mr. Parton
YES I am Parton" said the other, ner-
vously, land I am running away with
those diamonds In belt around my waist.
You have been very good to me so far, and
hOpS anu -DcllSN6 ludI you Will CONtlHue
to be. 1 sha'nt insult you by telling you
that you will not lose by It, because 1 don't
believe that you have been protecting me
with any notion OF making money out of 1t
in your mind. You see how 1 was placed.
gave that assignment to my mother when
she was very ill., really only to please her.
If she had not been Ill, and, therefore, a
little unreasonable, 1 should not have made
tucked 1t underneath her pillow, after act
ing more like herself than she had since
my return from Africa. She said that she
should give 1t back to me in the morning
when brought the stones for her to see,
and that after she had seen them we should
burn the paper up together. That night
she died, and 80 our little jollification will
never como to pass
Her husband was the first one to enter
her room after her death, and when he
lifted her head in his horror at discovering
what had happened his hand touched the
paper lying there beneath the pillow where
she had tucked It. Saying nothing to any
one Of 1t, he put 1t in the pocket of his coat
had completely forgotten it in the grief of
her sudden death.
"Of course, there might be some doubt
as to how the courts would interpret such
q document In such circumstances h,,t
when the very afternoon the will was read
he came to me with that assignment in his
hand and demanded immediate knowledge
or their whereabouts. Offering in his sneak
ing way TO let me have part Of them, and
things keepsake or two I made IN INV
mind that he should never have anv a.
them at all If could help it.
There was nothing left In London for
which l cared at all-that is-well. ANYWAY
told him that would go to the safety
deposit vaults and get the stones. so that
ne might see them on the morrow. and he
said that he would go with me, and acted
as II he feared that would run away with
them. wan
That set me thinking and made me do
what have done. When was a small
boy my father-he died that same wear
tried to teach me to be business like He
gave me some money to start a savings
bank account, and he gave me some inter
est-bearing bonds, from which I was NV
self to draw the income. AS a place or
Keeping for them he gave me his perpetual
holding of a safety deposit drawer in one
OF the old establishments.
1T seemed wonderful thing to me and
in my boyish way, 1 kept all nv dearest
treasures in 1t. One day when he went
down with me to the vaults he was very
much amused by what was there. Tbere
were some letters from him and some from
my mother, which had received when
was at boarding school; there was a lock
of some little girls hair, and there was one
ear of pet rabbit which had died
That day that had my talk with Mac