The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1908-09-10

OF the stairs. just inside the door,"
said. You may stand watch outside,
Barkhouse."
There was sound of rude song, and
the clink of glass and bottle in the
bar and dining room as : passed
through the side hall. But the door
was closed. and l saw nothing of the
late jewellers. In the upper hallway
| Mother BOrton stood by an open door,
silhouetted dark and threatening
against the dim chickering's that came
from the candle in the room behind
her
had but opened my mouth to give
her word of greeting when she raised
a warning claw. and then seizing me
drew me swiftly into the room and
closed and locked the door.
How air ye. dearie?" she said, sur.
veying me with some apparent pride.
You're safe and whole, amt ye?"
Il am safe," | said, though l had
a close shave in Chinatown"
Il heerd OF it" said Mother Borton
sourly. Il reckon it amt much good
to sit up nights to tell you how to take
keer of yourself. It's a wonder you
ever growed up. Your nanny must
"a been mighty keerful about herdin'
ye under cover whenever it rained."
Il was little to blame" admitted.
but your warning was not thrown
away. l thought was well-guarded."
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ously.
Il s'pose you come down here
alone?"
NO" And l explained the disposi.
tion Of my forces.
That's not so bad" she said. "They
could git up here soon enough, reck-
on if there was a row. But guess
| you didn't think | sent for ye jest to
tell We you was fool in Chinatown"
| admitted that ! should have ex-
pected to wait till morning for such
piece of information.
Well" said Mother Borton, that
amt it. Something's up"
And what might it be-" I inquired
The moon"
Mother Bort0n did not take this
fippancy kindly. Her face grew dark
er and more evil as it was framed in
the dancing shadows behind her
You can git a knife in ye as easy
as winlling if III Jest keep my mouth
shut" she cried spitefully.
yes" said | repentantly, putting
my hand upon her arm. But you
are my very good friend, and will tell
me what / ought to know"
The creatures face lighted at my
tone and action, and her eyes melted
with a new feeling.
That will" she said; that l will,
as if you were my own boy"
She seized my hand and held it as
she spoke and looked intently on my
face.
Il was alistening to en-" she con
tinued in low. earnest tone, glancing
around fearfully as If she had the
thought that some one else might be
listening in turn. Il was a-listening,
an .heerd what they says"
WI no Sdlu &. l inquired.
The ones You knows on" she re.
turned mysteriously.
What Ones?" | persisted, though /
supposed she meant to indicate some
of my energetic enemies.
Mother Borton paid no attention to
my question, and continued:
Il knowed they was a-tallIing about
you, an they says they would cut your
liver out if they found ye there"
"And where is there?" | asked with
growing interest.
That's what l was listening to find
out" said Mother Borton. Il couldn't
hear much of what they says, but
hears enough to git an idea"
She bent forward and Kissed rather
than whispered:
They've found out where the boy
s."
Are you certain?" I asked in sud.
len alarm!
Pretty sure" she said, pretty sure.
Now you won't go near the place, will
ye, dearie?" she continued anxiously.
You forget that | haven't the first
dea where the boy is hidden" / re-
.urned.
"Oh, Lord, yes! reckon my minds
going" gruuted Mother Borton. But
I'm afeard of their knives for ye"
Il wish could give warning" said
|, much disturbed by the information.
The protector of the boy ought to
know about this. I'm afraid I have
done wrong"
Mother Borton looked at me fixedly.
Don't you worry, my dear. She'll
know about it all right"
Again the feeling stole over me that
this woman knew more than she told
But l knew that 1t was useless to
question her directly.
Il suspect that she knows already
| got a note tonight" said l, drawing
from my pocket the envelope had re-
ceived from the Unknown.
Mother BOrton seized it, looked for
a moment at the firm, delicate hand
of the address and drew out the sheet
that it inclosed.
Read it, dearie," she said, handing
it back after scrutiny. Il can't tell
but big print"
| suspected that Mother Borton was
trying to deceive me, but l repeated
the words of the note:
(To BE CoNTINUED.l
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