The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-11-09

stopped. SO he tempted me into the
ruined farm. The rest I knew.
He spoke In an easy. pleasant voice.
with perfect frankness and good
humor. II never seemed Co occur TO
him that he had done anything un-
reasonable. anything to which level
him In growing amazement.
There seemed. indeed. only one So
luton before me-that he had become
partially insane
You must understand my position.
Mr.. Kingsley" he concluded. II am
not a lunatic. but / have made up
my mind In this matter OF julius
to come between us must stand aside
or take the consequences. Towards
yourself, for example, had no i'll will
In fact, I rather liked you. But you
must admit that, as detective, your
presence was excessively inconven-
| lent. Now that | know the truth,
welcome you as a most valuable ally.
am prepared 10 trust you absolute
ly Come, what are your plans?"
/ told him as we walked back TO
TO the inn He expressed himself an
admirer OF their simplicity as we part
ed for the night. Mad or not, had
| found an assistant who would be OF
great help to me. So | let 1t stay at
that and slept like rock till nine
next morning.
Matters moved quickly with us.
hired a stoU horse and a two-wheel-
ed cart for month from the landlord
TO whom talked neolithic man OF an
evening. impressing him with a learn
ing. acquired from the reports OF that
worthy society the Devonshire asso-
citation. / preferred TO drive myself,
declining the boy offered for that pur-
pose There were no other prepare
tions 10 make; and so. on the day fol-
| lowing. that earnest student, Mr..
Abel Kingsley. might have been seen
smoking his pipe on the cairn hill
In a white macintosh. for was there
not a threat OF rain in the air? while
Mr. Thomas Hearne lay hid amongst
the stones watching the effect of the
signal through his pocket telescope.
lie reported all well; julius Craig had
undoubtedly noticed the white water
proof, and understood that we were
waiting for him.
/ could talk TO you for an hour OF
our dolngs in the next three weeks.
( We lived on the edge Of a powder
barrel in which we had set the fuse.
| Never morning but we were up
with the sun. staring TO windward for
signs Of the weather. Would II be
( today tomorrow ~ not at all? A
nervous man would not have stood
that strain; but we were not neu-
rotic couple. the old chap and
AS hard and keen and clever as a
lad OF 81 was Thomas Hearne II
was he who spent the day in Ply
mouth, returning with a wig and long
overcoat that might temporarily con
ceal the eonylcts Identity until he
could change his yellow prison uni.
form for the clothes | had already
bought; It was he who gathered to
himself all the weather lore of the
village until he had become n better
prophet than tho wisest veteran of the
moors. Two fogs we had, but dur
ing the first the convicts were kept
within the walls while before the
other caught them the warders had
time to rush the gangs back 10 their
cells. Yet IIearne never lost temper
at these delays, cheering me back into
patience with the strength OF his own
certainty.
Don't you worry, Kingsley" he
would say; what ID .fated 70 happen
cannot DO prevented, and Providence
will see to il that Julius Craig comes
to as soon"
His affection for the convict seem
edStQ fl bis life No risk, no labor
waNStoo heavy; no storm would drive
him from his post. Often when
smoked by the nm fire he was crouch
ing patieRtly amongst the rocks on
the cairn hiIls' as II IL We're his onIy
son for whom he waited. There was
something inhuman in his merciless
selfsacrifice; but | had no reason TO
complain. for,it Hghtened the burden
on my shoulders
II was at three o'clock on Tuesday,
May .. that julius Craig escaped
Poor devil! IL he had but known!
Hearne and I had quarreled that
morning oyer the fog question Per
laps botl1pur tempers were wearing
thin. butFthat was no excuse for his
dropping from argument 10 insults
dare say he thought my language just
as bad: but that didn't make the trou.
BILE any lighter There was fog In
the air. he said. though even the land.
lord laughed at the idea when | put
the question TO him. Finally the old
man walked of In hun. though had
SO far given way as TO promise that
! would bring the cart TO the ruins
by lunch time.
! sulked about the inn until the pa
pers came from Plymouth When |