The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-09-29

MI. RANDALL nodded.
"AIr Kirby" he said co!tily, lin their
sense of honor to the dead man who
lost this place to you his children do
not oppose yOUr possession. But you
can scarcely Imagine they would be
willing to pass the night under this
roof once you had claimed it,"
Without comment Kirby returned to
the balcony. He locked old and care.
worn. for the words had stung him TO
the quick. Twice within the past hour
he had sent Il request for an interview
to Adele. and as yet she had made no
answer. This. then. was the eXplana
ton. Evidently he was deemed too
unclean thing even to look upon. He
did not greatly wonder. for lie could
never elface the memory of her horri.
fed look and cry when the mask had
fallen end the bad prince stood reveal
ed. After all. the penalty for his re,
manning had been UNNECESSARILY great
err than he had anticipated.
Meanwhile Aaron had bent over the
portmanteau, which still lay open upon
chair as Judge Plcydell had left it.
In searching for Colonel Moreau's Der
ringer the contents of the suit case
had been somewhat disarranged. and
the. methodical Aaron now withdrew
a badly crumpled coat. intending to
fold it neatly before replacing it, AS
he did SO a red morocco box fell from
one of the pockets. Aaron. about to
return it, suddenly started and held it
under the light of an adjacent lamp.
for the inscription On the lid which
had arrested bis attention was: Mar
garet Randall to her husband, John
Randall"
Margaret Rand:Ll-that was Adee's
mother" he exAaimed i'll wonder.
''What is thal?" asked NJ. Veaudry.
entering the room and noting the 9th
er's interest.
''Something that fell from Colonel
Moreau's portlnanteau." replied Aaron.
opening the box and examining it's con-
tents. "You see, it is the miniature of
Adele's mother that that gambler won
tha night he won the plantation" nod
ding to the balcony where Kirby could
II.
know he get even my poor Cousins
Jewels. This is set with diamonds.
Look-half Of them are gone"
ITO the pawnshop. chg" ventured
Nj. Veaudry. Yet you found it in
Colonel Moreau's portlnanteau? 1t Is
very strange. How has it come there?"
NO one knows but Colonel Moreau,
and he can't answer anything now"
said Aaron sc6,mnly. You better give
this box to Tom"
Like his older brother. the General
has proved an unwilling participant In
Judge Pleydeirs maneuver. The child
disanDroved of the idea. for
he was now summarily hauled out OF
bed and forced to exchange the known
comforts of that article for the doubt
full accommodations Of the drawing
room sofa.
What for do they make me get up
in the middle of the night ?" he sleepi-
ly demanded as Group made up the
bed in the now deserted
room. What for co they dress me
Cgain?"
"Yo's gwine to ledge Pleydells plan
tation, honey" patiently explained the
Old servant for the tenth time. "Dey
CON pack up all yo' LII clothes an
all dem toys yo' had when yo' was a
baby. Dey amt gwine to 'sturb yo'
SO much hyah."
but don't want to go to Judge
Pleydell's plantation" peevishly pro-
tested the child. Aren't we ever
back here to live again?"
Nom, l don't hardly spect so. 1T
marsc. Yo' KANT stay no mo- hyah,
honey. an ole Group KANT go nowah
wifi yo' all's no mo. Ole niggah got
new marse now. Yo' must sleep,
honey. l wake yo' when dey ready.
ILL marse. Hcsh. honey. hesh!" And
Group lightly tiptoed from the room as
the General nodded drowsily and then
closed his weary eyes.
And thus Kirby found him. AS If
of the others gaze. the boy
instantly awoke with a start and sat
bolt upright, throwing off his impromp-
tn covers.
1--WE got to have a talk with you,"
be said gravely. mo: l won't 60 to
sleep. and II you leave I'll get up. l
want some more light. I'm going to
nave some things the way l want
hem"
Recognizing that flight was useless
Ind that the child was in deadly ear
lest. Kirby obediently turned up the
amp.
1T strikes me-" he said mildly, |
you'll come very near getting a good |
many things the way you want them"
"You come and sit here" peremp-
orily ordered the General. pointing to
! stool beside the sofa. And again
he man obeyed. For a moment the
bid was silent. gravely contemplate
ng his pseudo hero. "What is a
ID low gamblcrY" lie suddenly |
inquired.
Its what some people call mo-" re-