The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1909-02-09

his wife.
He waited about 20 minutes, and
then he heard q key turn In the door
below and his wife's footsteps slowly
mounting the stairs. BY the time she
reached the drawing-room his tableau
was complete, and she fell back with
faint shrek at the frenzied figure
which met her eyes.
Hush" said the tragedian, putting
his finger to his lips.
Henry, what Is IT." cried Mrs. Cox
What is the natter"
THE brokers' man." said her hus-
band, in a thrilling whisper. I'VE had
words-he struck me. In a Mt OF fury
I-i-choked him."
"Much?" inquired the bewildered
woman.
"Much?" repeated Mr.. Cox. franticaI-
ly. i've killed him and hidden the
body Now | must escape and fly the
country"
The bewilderment on Mrs. Cox'e
face increased; she was trying to
reconcile her husbands statement
with vision OF trim little figure
which she had seen ten minutes before
with its head tilted backwards study
ing the sign-post, and which she was
now quite certain was Mr.. Piper
Il haven't got anything" assever-
ated Mrs. Cox. ITS no good looking
like that, Henry, can't make money!
Mr.. Coxs reply was interrupted by.
a loud knock at the hall door, which
he was pleased to associate with the
police. 1t gave him a fine opportunity
for melodrama, in the midst OF which
his wife, rightly guessing that Mrs.
Berry had returned according to ar
rangement, went to the door to admit
her.
She followed her friend into the
drawing-room, and having shaken
hanus with Mr.. Cox drew her hand
kerchief from her pocket and applied
it to her eyes.
She's told me all about it," she
said, nodding at Mrs. Cox, "and it's
worse than you think. much worse
| 1t isn't brokers' man-it's my poor
uncle, Joseph Piper"
Your uncle" repeated Mr. Cox.
Keeling back; the brokers' man your
| uncle?"
See what your joking has led to-
| Cox said, at last Il have got to be
wanderer over the face of the earth,
! all on account Of your jokes"
You get away" said Mrs. Berry,
with a warning glance at her friend.
and nodding to emphasize her words;
leave us some address TO write TO.
and we must try and scrape $50 or
$40 to send you"
Thirty" said Mr.. Cox, hardly able
| to believe his ears.
| where are we to send the money!"
Mr.. Cox affected to consider
1.-The White Horse, Newstead." he
said at length, in whisper; better
write it down"
| For the first two days Messrs. Cox
and Piper waited with exemplary pa
thence for the remittance. the demands
Of the landlord. man of coarse fiber.
being met in the meantime by the lat
ter gentleman from his own slender
resources. They were both reasonable
men, and knew from experience the
difficulty OF raising money at short
notice. but on the fourth day their
funds being nearly exhausted an urgent
telegram was dispatched to Mrs. Cox.
"Eh?" said Mr.. Piper. in amaze. as
he read the reply slow: 'No-need
-send-money-U ncle-Joseph - has
-come-back.-Berry.' What does it
mean? Is she mad?"
Finally Mr.. Cox, seized with bright
idea that the telegram had got altered
in transmission. went OF TO the post
office and dispatched another which
went straight to the heart OF things:
-understand--is - Uncle
Joseph-alve
The reply was: "Yes-smoking-i
I-drawing-room."
I'll go home and ask to see you. -
Cox said, fiercely; "thatll bring things
to head, should think"
And she'll say I've gone back 10
London. perhaps said Mr.. Piper,
gifted with sudden clearness of vision
You can't show her up unless you
take me with you, and thatll show us
up. That's her artfulness that's
Susan all over"
A reply came the following evening
from Mrs. Berry herself 1t was a
long letter, and not only long, but bad
ly written and crossed. 1t began with
the weather, asked after Mr. Cox's
health, and referred to the. writer's;
described with much miuuteness a
strange headache which had attacked
Mrs. Cox, together with a long list
OF the remedies prescribed and the
enects OF each, and wound up in an
outof-the-way corner. in a vein OF
Cherry optimism which reduced both
readers to the verge of madness.
Dear Uncle Joseph has quite recov-
cred, and, in spite OF little nervous
ness-he was always rather timid-at
meeting you again, has consented to
20 to the White Horse to satisfy You
mat he is alive. dare say he will be
Win you as soon as this letter-per-
maps help you to read It,"
Mr.. Piper held up his hand with q