The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1907-01-12

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He Sprang Backward.
DuvalIe-" he smiled had gone to
ward the river, and following the path
pointed out to me came upon several
large dogs and small hut"
"Ah, the hut of uga."
Il knocked on the door of this hut
and the devil came out"
Tie devil, what do you mean"
We'll, if he was not the devil, he
had the devils guise. and spoke =
to1sue-well. damn his languaee."
Still you are here, and that is the
most important part of your itinerary"
laushingly remarked Deneau.
Tho shadow of the forest had deep
ened. They returned to the Bald
Eagle" and as they drew nearer anG
entered the tavern the town clock was
on the stroke of twelve.
Quaint looking tavern" said La
Prade, looking carefully about him.
Smells like a brewery
silence" said Deneau, as he saw
the tall form Of the tavern-keeper COM
ing their way
The host gave La Prade a searching
look and. bowing, passed on to the
bar-room.
Looks like murderer said La
Prade.
Worse than murderer" answered
Deneau. He is the keeper OF the
Bald Eagle-good work here for a
smart beginner" he laughed.
They ascended to the room of De-
neau. third fioor-dingy, unkept-the
poorest In the Bald Eagle"
81 see you still affect poverty"
on a tall post of an old-time bed
what kind of kennel is this?" and
he examined the narrow windows the
lead-colored mantle-shelf. the coarse
carpet, and the rough chairs surround
ing a table which seemed to have out.
lived its usefulness.
Poverty has been my safeguard
hereabouts," replied Deneau." for tho
deniZen's of that bar below would soon
find a means to relieve me of any ap-
pearance of luxury or comfort Room
No. 23-the one over the hall has
furnished the morgue with three
corpses since came-I do not care
to display any extravaganza"
La Prade stood near the mantle
piece, short, stout. and ruddy, q
bright merry look, a certain boldness
of manner, grey eyes, bald head.
fringed with a wreath of sandy hair,
extending about an inch above the
ears, and describing a semicirce to-
ha of bic oh
His head was fat and oily, but In his
bold gaze there was mixture Of hu-
NOR and cunning, man who could
say to culprit about to be hanged:
"A pleasant journey" and yet he could
be serious-he could be studious, and
only stood second to Deneau himself
in the daring and ingeniousness of his
plans.
Deneau opened a small iron box
which he took from an old hair trunk,
the contents consisting Of papers with
which the reader is already familiar.
La Prade sat on the opposite side of
the table, his face betraying a mixture
of curiosity and surprise. He looked
curiously at the papers He looked cur
iously upon his old colleague. sur
prised, amazed, at the phenomenal pa
tience and cunning. Then he ex-
amined some papers more minutely.
One of these, Russian sheet, seemed
to possess an unusual interest for him.
"The strange fate OF Isaac Hersh-
burg a member of the most dangerous
of nihilists, plot, etc, etc. such were
the headlines.
This Hershburg was the man from
whom you obtained the first clue?"
asked La Prade examining the date
of the paper.
"The first clue, yes" said Deneau,
for it WAS from his betrayal that was
enabled to identify Valdermere and
Langdon as one, and yet"
"And yet" said La Prade.
(TO BE CONTINCED.)