The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1911-08-09

Iet Opi Oamn verI ne Called Him
self Jack ksith.~
emily the latter was either already
here In Sheridan or expected soon.
And exactly what was It the gambler
desired this Maclairs woman to do7
This was the sjmportant matter. and
for its solution Keith possossed more
~ few hints. few vague suggestions.
She vas expected to represent hersah
- Phyuis-Phyllis whof Some Phyl
ns surely whose physical resemblance
TO Hope must be sufficiently marked
10 be at once noticeable. Willoughby
had evidently revealed to Hawley
some hidden family secret. having
money involved. no doubt, and In
which the discovery OF this mystert.
ous Phyllis figured She might, per;
haps. be q sister. or half-sister, who
had disappeared. and remained ignor-
ant as TO any Inheritance. Hopes
picture shown BY the boy. and re-
mihding Hawley at once OF Christie
Aaclairs. had been the basis of the
whole plot Exactly what the details
OF that plot might be Keith could not
ngure out but one thing was reason
ably certain-it was proposed to do
fraud Hope And who III the very
truth was Hope? It suddenly occurred
70 MIN as q remarkably strange fact
that he possessed not tho slightest
inkling as 70 the girls name. Her
brother had assumed TO be called VII
louShby when he enlisted In the army.
and his companions continued to call
him thia II he could interview the
girl now for only ave minutes he
should be able probably TO straighten
out the whole intricate tangle. But
where was she? Would she have re.
mained until this time at Fort Larned
with, Kate Murphy?
There wes Q noise Of movement In
tho next room Apparently az Hswley
arose carelessly from his edge of the
washstand he had dislodged tho glass,
which fell shiverins on the noor. Scott
swore sudibly at the loss
Shut up. BILL" snapped the gam.
bier. rritated. you've got the bottle
left I'm going: there's nothing for
any OF us to do now, until after l see
Christie You remain hersi Do you
Observation-Disclosures here. Damn me,
II That drunken fool isn't waking up."
There was q rafting Of the rickety
bed, and then the sound of Willough.
oy's voice. thick from liquor.
Almighty glad to see you, Bart
am. indeed. Want money-Bill an I
ooth want money-can't drink with
OUT money--can't eat without money
snay. when you goin' stake us?"
III see you again In the morning,
Fred. returned the other briefly. 60
On back TO sleep"
VIII when l git good an ready
90 sleep. stay wake. Just as please
don't care damn what yer do-got
new frien' now"
"A new friend' WhoY- Hawley
spoke with aroused interest
"Oh. he's all right-he's mighty fine
feiiow-come In wisout in-invita.
uon--called her Aope-you fool. Bart
hawley. think my sister Christie
Christie-damfino the name-my Bis
ter. Hope-dont want yer money
my--my new friend. he'll stake mo
ne Knows my sister-Hope"
The gambler grasped the speaker.
shaking him into some slight sem
blance OF sobriety.
Now. look here. Willoughby. want
the truth. and mean 20 have IT," he In
sisted. Has some one been In here
while Scott was gone3"
Sure-didnt just tell yerr-
friend o. Hopes"
Who was he1 Speak upi ! want
the namei"
There was a faint gurgling sound,
az though the gamblers vfce-like I'm
gers we're at the boys throat: a slight
struggle. and then tho choked voice
Easped out:
Let upl damn yeri Re called him
self Jack Keith"
The dead silence xhich ensued was
broken only by heavy breathing Then