The labor argus. [volume] (Charleston, W. Va.) 1906-1915, 1906-11-22
GAMBLING
WITH FATE
Continued from last week !

'1eAN>A Ia III taSI week 8.a5t
IN lew moments the youus man
showed himself at the door Instant-
him. eonifonleo
Your name is Lenyard," said Oar
rel Quietly, and You may call me Nc
loud. | wish to talk with you
40 not care to talk with YOU" was
the short answer
Lenyard would have made off down
.he street had not Darrell thrust an arm
through his. - - =.
Come. come" said Darrell. For
some reason you seem to have become
suspicious OF me. but want to be your
friend" ~ 70 'out
You can never be friend OF mtne,,
was the harsh retcrt.
very Wen. was the unrufled re-
sponse- You can at least grant me TX
minutes OF your time--for the sake of
Elise" S''Ae VI
Lenyard's arm trembled against OAR
tei and he walked a few steps with
out comment
Where are you taking hne?" he de-
iia .. at last, hating abruptly.
~ VIC IiduC central "
Not there! If you are bound to talk
Win me 1t must be somewhere else.''
Ihey went to Hawllbill's. II was
100 early for the games and only a few
people We're at the place. At a table
III an obscure corner they seated them
Selves DaFrel in such position that his
eyes commanded the door.
rarely were they in their chairs
mnen "hlte-aproned waiter came up
for their order.
"Nothing," said Darrell, shortly.
WHISKY said Lenyard, with almost
savage lIhpauence. The waiter went
away. Now" he resumed, surveying
Darrell with supreme distrust. won can
go on. The quicker you're through and
the quicker leave you the bet.er I,u
like it, -
Mrs. Gorton and Miss Avery" said
Darrell, plunging at once into the mat
ter, came to me in Anaconda a month
ago with a letter from an easte-,, NAV
asking my aid in an important mat
ter -.
He paused. The waiter came nm set
down the whisky and water and Len
yard flung him his pay.
The waiter left. With a quick move
ment Darrell leaned over, caught up the
whisky and swallowed it at a gulp 4
muttered exclamation escaped tie
young mans lips and he started en-
grily to rise
Sit down." ordered Darrell, looking
squareiy into the young mans eyes.
Lenyard returned the look defiantIyy
out sank mutely back into his cLair.
m the one who needs the whisky
not you, resumed Darrell, calmly
Mrs. Gorton and her niece are look
ing for Miss Avery's father, who left
New York five years ago. Mr.. Avery
mas not been heard from, in any wsy
LOT more than year. The latest in
formation secured by Miss Avery
places her father in Sandy Bar: il
came TO her indirectly"
This bit of news had a strange ef-
feet on Lenyard. He whitened and a
gasp escaped his lips.
Then there's no doubt" he NUT
tered. huskily. absolutely no doubt"
barrels Slittering eyes riveted Them
selves on the youths face.
No doubt Of what?" he asked in a
compelling voice.
why, answered Lenyard. SLOWLY.
there was mar, killed in this camn
or Sandy Bar month ago and there
We're letters in his pocket-Ietters and
other things that went to prove that
he was other tnan he seemed"
Who did Re seem to be and who
was he in reality?''
He seemed to be gambler .:amed
JACK Stursis- Now. from whit you
teiI me. know that the other PROOF
was conclusive. His real name was
Ezra Avery"
All" nuttered barrel, resting his
face moodily on his hand.
God help mel" whispered the pal
hd Lenyard. Il had never seen Avery
and did not know him as Stursis.
Right here in this room he all but
ruined me. AS result of a game l
mad with him 1 might have lost my
HE, but as it CHANGED Avery lost his
ON. Elise. Elise,"