The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1905-03-18
CHAPTER XT.

Until 10 o'clock next morning I slept
calm, dreamless sleep, and arose more
fresh and invigorated than l had felt
for months. It had been arranged that
l should breakfast at Martha's. So ac-
cordingly, as soon as / was washed and
dressed, / adjourned to No. 3. Two
strange men were in the room when
went in.
The elder of the two was a tall, thin
man, with a sallow complexion sharp
aquiline features, hollow cheeks, full
heard and mustache, and dark, griz.:led
hair. which he wore very long and parted
in the center. He was dressed in seedy
black; an extremely open waistcoat dis
played a somewhat dilapidated fancy
shirt front. very much soiled and crum-
pied. A frayed black satin necktie sur
rounded very frayed and limp shirt
collar; his boots were old and patched,
but they were the remains Of what had
once been radiant patent leather. His
hands were white, and carefully tended,
and ornamented with two large brass
rings. He greeted me with great polite
ness as | entered.
His companion was a young man of
about twenty: full-faced. rather sanguine
complexion, with an expression Of oddly
mixed good-nature and self-satisfaction.
His dress was less pretentious than that
of the elder, although there was the
same style Of shabby gentility and the
secondhand clothes shop.
Martha introduced the elder as "Pro-
fessor Montgomery" and the younger as
Mr.. Fitzwalton. The elder acknowledge
ed the introduction with an air of great
politeness; the younger, with a familiar
nod, and twinkle of amusement in his
eye at my odd appearance, which slowly
changed to one of doubling recognition
an expression which was reflected in nv
own face; for, in Mr.. Adolphus Fitzwal-
ton, I believed that I recognized nv
whilom bed-fellow, Josiah Cook. We
both came to the same conclusion at the
same moment.
"Can it be possible"
sit can't be-"
"That you are Josiah Cook2"
"What! Silas Carston"'
Martha, who was preparing my break
fast, looked very much astonished at this
recognition.
"One of the Rev. Mr. Porter's old
boarders," l said, i'll explanation.
"Why, you don't mean to say that you
know that old hypocriteY" cried Josiah,
turning round to her.
"She was servant there for two years
only left about a month ago." said.
answering for her.
"Well, if this isn't the Queerest start
ever knew" cried Josiah. whoever
should have thought of seeing you here.
What are you doing? How's old Snuff
fes getting on? Has Miss Gooseberry
eyes got a husband YETI"
These questions were very cmbarrass-
ing. and | should have been greatly put
to for an answer, but Martha came to
my assistance.
well, look here, Mr. Fitzwalton,"
she said with a sign to me; Master
Silas has got some very particular husi-
ness on hand just now that obliges him
to be cautious so l know you'll excuse
him answering your questions for day
or two"
ooh, don't want to pry into any
body's secrets" retorted Josiah, with |
something of nique in his tone.
There was an awkward silence for |
some minutes, during which / discussed |
my breakfast, with the embarrassing |
sensation that the Professor" US l af |
forwards heard he liked to be called, |
was sharply scrutinizing me.
1t was impossible for Josiah to keep /
silent for amy length of time, or to re-
frain from talking about himself. So, |
in spite of my reticence. he soou put me
In possession of the whole of his his |
tory, from the time he quilted Mr.. Por-
ter's establishment up to the time in !