Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-08-17

sometnlng. HADN absss " most paInSuN
face, and h&@arms we're neld out An
appeal towyr5 me. She was wayworn
and weary and the moisture was ris-
ing from her clothes in a cloud.
Blessed SIR" at last she gasped,
how could he have been at the meet
ing Of the Covenanters in Lyme, when
he was playing at the Dukes theater
in London?"
20, so We say, baggage" brusquely
said the man. We'll give we an op-
portunity to prove your words; those
lips will not rebuff then"
The prisoner had been silent for q
time, but at the mention of the Dukes.
theater' he began to rave, to mutter,
and to sigh.
hardened myself to it all for the
time, even the piteous look on the
woman's face.
Gil moved from where he was
standing near my chair over to where
the woman and prisuner sat. He
posed for eynic, yet would drop be-
fore the fire from pretty woman's
eye, sooner than any man that knew,
and became weak as water, and
smooth as table oil He leaned over
the back of the bench on which they
crouched with outspread hands over
the blaze, and began to talk to the
woman. She turned her body around.
so that what she was saying ia a
whisper should not be understood
from the motion of her lips by the
other occupants of the room. Such
EXPLANATIONS as "'Sdeath, Pox me,
Zounds," etcetera, fell from Gils lips.
He was deeply moved. trembled
| for my plans.
The constable for one was not en-
| joying this. With his men it was diff
| ferent from the laughter and insinuat-
ing. looks which they bestowed upon,
the trio. 1t reached it's climax when
the woman in her eagerness laid her
hand on Gil's arm. She'll take up
| with him quick enough" one of them
said in loud aside, at which they all
burst into what would have been a
longer and perhaps louder laugh II
Gil had not quickly jerked his sword
from its scabbard. throwing or the
woman's hand.
He twirled it rapidly in the air.
cen over the heads of the twain he
was championing, and dared the fell
low to repeat his remark. There was
silence among the men.
MANY fellow has bit the dust for
less" Gil said menacingly as he slid
his sword back with rafting sound.
called fol- yet more wine. and
again the constable did justice to it.
He took from his pocket his dice and
ratified them persuasively.
Eye play?" he asked.
"Why not?"I replied, sitting q
yawn. "The sky yet remains dark;
it will be hours before the rain stops
If at all today"
Now throughout the room was
heard the rattle, rattle Of the dice as
they fell upon the deal boards of the
table, for Gil mad also seated himself
apparently on amicabhe terms with
the other fellows, and they had begun
to game likewise Frequent curses al
ternated with the fall of the dice
they did not come from Gil-and told
who was the loser. The air was dense
from the smoke from Gil's pipe, for
he was an inveterate smoker, and had
suffered considerably from the habit
when it first fastened it's hold upon
him; gone hungry, been imprisoned
and came near to having had his ears
cut off; yet nothing could make him
give 1t up.
Dice throwing had been Gils part
In my education, as said before, and
although / was no rake to waste my
patrimony in play with such scum
still humored the man and let hin
win my money. while l kept his glass
filed. After awhile he became maud
lin and raved and cursed whenever
y won, which was SO seldom that hi
$ face had leering, cunning hook, a,
q one who plays deep game, and find
q him successful in it,
Ito be continued-)