The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-10-29

You can imagine, Watson, how
shocked both his son and l were. His
attack did not last long. however, for
when we undid his collar, and sprinkled
the water from one of the finger glasses
over his face, he gave d gasp or two
and sat IN.
" All, boys said he. forcing a smile
j hope / haven't frightened you. Strong
as / look, there is a weak place in
my heart and it does not lake much
To Knock me over. / don't know how
you manage this. Mr.. Holmes but it
seems to me that all the detectives Of
fact and of fancy would be childre9 IN
your hands. That's your line of life,
sir. and you may take the word of a
man who has seen something of the
world
And that recommendation, with the
exaggerated estimate of my ability
with which he prefaced it, was, if you
VIII believe me, Watson, the very
first thing which ever made me feel
that profession might be made out
of what had up to that time been the
merest hobby. At the moment. how
ever. / was TOO much concerned at the
sudden illness of my host TO think OF
anything else.
Ihope that I have said nothing to
pain YOU / said.
Well, you certainly touched upon
rather d tender point. Might / ask
how you know, and how much you
know He spoke now in half-jest-
ing fashion, but a look Of terror still
lurked at the back of his eyes.
1t is simplicity ITSELF said /, when
you barred your arm to draw that fish
into the boat / saw that - A." had
been tattooed in the bend of the ell
bow. The letters were still legible, but
il was perfectly clear from their blurred
appearance and from the staining of
the skin around them that efforts had
been made TO Oblterate them. it was
obvious, then, that those initials had
once been very familiar TO you, and
that YOU had afterWard wished to for
set them
What an eye you haveH he cried,
with sigh of relief. 1t is just as you
say. But we won't talk of it. OF all
ghosts the ghosts of our old lovers are
the worst. Come into the billiard room
and have a quiet cigar
From that day. amid all his cordial
tty, there was always u touch of sus
piclon in Mr.. Trevor's manner toward
me. Even his son remarked it. You've
given the governor such a turn said
he, that he'll never be sure again of
what YOU know and what you don't
know He did not mean to show it,
| am sure, but il was so strongly in
his mind that it peeped out at every
action. At last | became so convinced
that / was causing him uneasiness that
/ drew my visit to a close. On the
very day, however, before I left, an
incident occurred which proved in the
sequel 10 be of Importance
We were sitting out upon the lawn
on garden chairs. the three of us bask
ing in the sun and admiring the view
across the Breads. when Al maid came
ont TO say that there was a man at
the door who wanted to see Ar. Ire
VOr.
What is his name? asked my host.
He would not give any.
What does he want, them
He says that YOU know him, and
that he only wants "a moments con-
Vsrsation.'
Show him round here
An instant afterwards there appeared
a little Wizened fellow with a cringing
manner and stumbling style OF walk-
ing. He wore an open jacket. with a
splOtch Of tar on the sleeve, a red-and-
black check shirt, dungaree trousers,
and heavy boots badly worn. His face
was thin and brown and crafty, with
a perpetual smile upon il, which
showed an irregular line of yellow teeth.
and his crinkled hands were half closed
in q way that is distinctive of sailors.
AS he came slOuChing across the lawn
] heard MI. Trevor make a sort of hic-
coughing noise i'm his throat. and. Jump
ing out of his chair. he ran into the
house. He was back in d moment, and
/ Smeit a strong reek of brandy as he
passed me,
Well, my man. said he. What can
/ do for yOu?'
The sailor stood looking at him with
puckered eyes, and with the same loose
Tipped smile upon his face.
You don't know me" he asked.
Why dear me. il is surely Hud-
SON. said Mr. Trevor in a tone of sur
prise
Hudson it is. sir said the sea-
man. Why, it's thirty year and more
since / saw you last. Here you are
in your house, and me still picking
my salt meat out of the harness cask.'
Tut, YOU will find that / have not
forgotten old times cried Mr.. Trevor,
and, walking towards the sailor, he
said something in a low voice. Go
into the Kitchen he continued out loud,
and you will get food and drink I
have no doubt that ] shall find you a
situation.
Thank YOU. sir said the seaman.
touching his forelock. I'm just off a
tWO-yearer in an eiSht-knot tramp.
short-hauded at that, and I wants a
rest thought I'd get il either with
Mr., BeddOes OF with you.
An" cTied Mr.. Trevor You know
where Mr., Beddoes is?'
Bless you, sir, / know where all
my old friends are said the fellow
with sinister smile, and he slOuched
off after the maid to the kitchen. Mr.
Trevor mumblcd something 10 us about
having been shipmate with the man
when he was going back TO the dig
gings, and then, leaving us ON the lawn
he went indoors. An hour later, when
we entered the house, we found him
stretched dead drunk upon the dining
room sofa. The whole incident left a
most ugly impression upon my mind,
and / was not sorry next day to leave
Donnithorpe behind me, for / felt that
my presence must be "a source of en-
barrassment 10 my friend.
"All this occurred during the first
month of the long vacation. / went
up 10 my London rooms. where ! spent
seven weeks working cut a few expert
ments I'm organic chemistry. one day,
however, when the autumn was far
advanced and the vacation dra wing 10
a close, / received a telegram from my
friend imploring me TO return to Dom
nithorpe, and saying that he was in
great need of my advice and assistance.
OF course L dropped everything and
set out for the north once more.
He met me with the dog-cart at
the station. and / saw at a glance that
the two last months had been very
trying ones for him. He had grown
thin and careworn, ami had lost tie
loud, CHEEKY manner for which he had
been remarka bic.
The governor is dying, were the
first words he said
impossible 1 cried. What is the