The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1906-06-29

| tlon OF his death, his estate is admins
tered, the excitement has all died
down, and to-day find his body"
"Where?"
Wait bit. III come to that find
his body. Now, knew him we'll The
last time he went out Of town he went
to See my governor. l saw him the
very week before he disappeared, and
| talked to him for a few minutes In the
Strand. That's nearly seven years
ago. To be accurate, it's six years,
eight months and five days. Now
here's the amazement. When I saw
him to-day he was wearing the identi-
cal suit of clothes in which ! met him
last The body is very slightly decom-
| posed and | could see that he hadn't
| changed a hair He doesn't look an
hour older. He was covered in half
| liquid mud In the cellar of ram
shackle old house which had been de-
serted and locked up for years A
fortnight ago there was an unusually
high tide, and the row of which this
deserted old house was one WAS under
water They had been pumped dry
| by the fire engines. When the fire.
men found the body they turned the
hose on it and washed all the mud
away, and give you my word of hon
or that there was not sign Of wear
about his clothes-not whitened
seam. not an inch of nap worn away
at the elbows. There's positively moth
| Ing changed about him. He's just ex-
actly as he was when | last talked
with him"
What brought you on the spot?"
\ asked Truscott.
Il was just prowing round" said
| Billery, "as | do every day. in one
! quarter of the town or another. | saw
a crowd and went for it. They told
me that dead body had been found,
and ! thought there might be half
sovereign to be made. It's worth more
than that, fancy"
YES" Truscott assented. 1T should
be worth more than that. Take this
chair. Here are pen. ink, paper. Get
to work at once and make the most OF
1t. I'll telephone to the office to have
| all the evening papers sent down here.
If your information is exclusive it will
be valuable to you. I'll look after that.
Meantime If you want to consult me,
I'm going back to the punt"
Billery worked steadily for an hour
or thereabouts, and then arose and
with somewhat furtive air opened
the study door. He stood listening
there for q moment. A subdued muir
muir Of voices rose from below stairs
He Strengthened himself and walked
looked across the lawn to the river
When he had quite satisfied himself
that no one was in sight. ne said, half
aloud:
II don't think need bother Trus.
colt about little thing like that
Thou shalt not muzzle the OK that
treadeth out the corn. Old Rags can
afford himself the best of everything.
And his whisky Is really super-excel.
lent. Guaranteed twenty years old
by the excise, and matured in sherry
casks. believe there Is no better
treatment known. 1t is an admirable
stimulus to mental exertion, when
taken in moderation" He approached
the buffet with guilty look and dis
covered that the tantalus was locked
Rags did that" he said, in tone of
chagrin. Its hard-it's very hard
when one old pal can't repose trust in
another. Rags. my boy, Think this
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you"
He stifled his regret and. consoling
himself with cigar, went back to his
! work and wrote. somewhat less stead
lily than at first, for another hour.
Then he laid down his pen. Since no
liquid nutriment is here available
apart from the consent Of the occupy
ing tenant, must even ask for it.
And, after all, perhaps it is the nobler
and the manlier plan"
He took his sheaf of manuscript in
his hand and strolled through the
and at the river side he sat down in
an attitude of exaggerated fatigue.
Truscott held out hand.
Finished" he asked
Cali but Finished said Billery per
haps you can suggest trot for the
avenue. Reginald, do you observe
that you are growing absent-minded?'
Am ~" asked Truscott. How"
Billery waggled his head in an odd
compound of humor and confusion.
''You forgot to leave the tantalus
open. am parched with mental eff.
| fort"
One" said Truscott, holding out a
bunch of keys toward him. "Only one
now on your word of honor"
Only one, upon my word of HONOR
Billery answered.
| Truscott settled himself to read
and was left undisturbed until the end
Hamilton, my child" he said, as
he walked toward the house, IL you
were not the biggest fool alive you
would be man of remarkable talent
Riliery sat in an arm chair in the