The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1912-09-11
TheAvenger
BY REGINALD D. HAVEN

Can you tell me. sir. where l can
find the man who killed young Trevor
In this place a few weeks ago"
The inquirer was an elderly man past
fifty. who spoke In a modulated voice
that indicated the gentleman. He was
faultlessly dressed, and everything
prosperity. But in his eye was look
well. it was a look of indescribable
melancholy.
"You refer to Jim Hawkins, spec,
SIR" replied one of group Of men Of
whom the inquiry was made.
II don't know his name. I refer to
the man who shot and killed young
Trevor replied the gentleman In the
same quiet voice.
You'll probably find him at the An
telope saloon, sir. He's gambler and
has picked up a scab. The Antelope is
that yaller building right over there.
But don't excite him. Even the sher-
liz doesn't dare touch him."
Thank you, gentlemen" and the
stranger started for the saloon.
Jim Hawkins was one Of those des-
peradoes who infested the wild west
In the days Of its wilderness. especial
ly mining towns. Young Trevor. a
mining engineer, had gone to the place
to examine mine. had been invited
by Hawkins to drink, had declined. and,
having persisted in declining, Haw-
kins shot him dead. Something in the
old gentleman's appearance told the
men of whom he mad made his inqui-
ries that his presence in the town had
connection with this murder. 1t did
not occur to them that the mild man
nered man had come out TO avenge
Trevor's death. Indeed, they didn't
know what he had come for. but curl
osity prompted them to follow him to
the Antelope saloon.
Approaching table where Hawkins
had been pointed out to him, he bent
down and said in that same soft voice: |
Excuse me. sir. for interrupting your
game. My name is Trevor. | have
come to invite you to have something
with me at the bar"
Hawkins looked up. and 1t seemed |
to him that the young man whose life |
be had snutfed out stood before him.
only aged. 1t WIS as II thirty years |
had gone by and young Trevor had |
come back to do By him as he had
done by Trevor.
The man bending over him showed !
no sign of possessing weapon. but
as danger was concerned that was
more forceful than IL he had looked
down the barrel of pistol Hawkins
did not know whether the apparition
AS he considered it-could draw n
weapon-if he had one-quicker than
that the hour of vengeance had come.
Under the influence of that melan-
choly eye he arose from the table.
leaving there a pile Of coins he had
won. and walked side by side with
the stranger to the bar.
"Barkeeper." said the newcomer
"set bottle of whisky before the gen
tleman and a glass"
The barkeeper filled the order while
Hawkins said:
II don't drink with no man who
don't drink with me-"
You are TO drink not with the llv.
ing. but with the dead. | am but
TO do what can only be
done In the flesh"
Whose messenger
Reginald Trevor"
"Ohr'
The stranger facing Hawkins leaned
his right elbow on the bar. supporting
his cheek with his right hand facing
the man he had invited to drink This
brought the formers hand In close
proximity to the collar Of his coat at
he back of his neck.
''Will you drink. sirT'
Hawkins looked as IL he didn't know
Y that to do. he raised his hand to