The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1913-07-11

Nayton.
lookin'. Den All cal'late All mus dream
ed some OBJ dat noise, so l goes back to
bed an didn't heah muffin mo- till
mawnin'. "--she took long
breath-"if yo'll scuse me, mistah, Anil
go right back to nah bakin'. Yo' all
pears to fo'get dat folks gotta eat"
"All right. general" nodded Kayton,
with a smile, thinking of one Of the
best generals in the Confederate army
who bore the name of the old negress;
"go back to your commissariat."
Mrs. Beauregard had started to wad-
die out, but she wheeled about in war
like fashion.
"What's dat?" she demanded.
whats dat yo' call me?'
Kayton laughed and waved his hand
to her. "AlI right, Mrs. Beauregard
If want you again I'll send for you"
Slowly withdrawing her gaze from
his mirthful face, as if daring him to
say anything more. the cook departed,
grumbling half aloud:
"Yo' don see no mo- OBJ dis niggah.
Come 'rOun' heah askin' me all dem
fool questions, All get $3.50 mingled
All don know which Abs at. Hope to de
Lawd yo' all cleah out of dis house an
leave his heah family in peace"
| When Mrs. Beauregard's menacing
growl had died away in the depths Of
the hall outside kayton's expression
instantly changed, and he looked as if
he had never smiled in his life.
IT want toe see Miss Mazuret," he
said to Finley.
"Miss Mary. sir?" returned the but
Ter, visibly disturbed. is it neces-
sary? Could We not let her be-" He
was almost pleading.
NO" replied Kayton CURLY. Twill
you please go to her at once and tell
her want to see herr"
The old man sighed and shook his
head. II will. sor," he said in funeral
tones, and he slowly departed. A Sec
but minute inventory of the contents
Of the big antique desk between the
windows. Manning looked up as his
chief suppressed low exclamation.
He was standing at the other window
with a handful of envelopes. from one
Of which he swiftly distracted some.
thing
what have you got there. COVER
nor?" inquired Manning. Kayton held
up blank envelope.
zone of these had a new 500 bill
in it."
"In the desk?" queried his assistant
incredulously. Looks as If it had beer
pretty well searched too"
Kayton shrugged his shoulders and
his lip curled slightly.
eyes, joe" he said gently. "by the
police"
Manning grinned as he bent ove1
the little hand satchel and carefully
packed away his treasures.
"He must have been going to mai
it to somebody" he suggested at last
Kayton was examining the find unde
pocket magnifying glass.
That's possible" he muttered.
81 wonder what stopped him." re
marked the other thoughtfully. Kay
ton was holding the other envelope
up to the light. one after another. II
rapid succession. He grinned, and witt
perfect imitation of Finley brogu
replied:
"If We knew that an had yer suppe
ye could go to bed"
Manning laughed and, righting tn
table. pushed it back to the center o
the room and replaced cover an
books.
"I've got all these. governor" b
: said. Kayton nodded.
Better start now with the servants
finger prints. Joe. Get both hands
What is it. Finley?"
l "Mr. Hurley's here. SIR" said tn
butler from the hall door.
SIS Miss Mazuret coming" demand
ed the detective.
I'm goin' to her now, sir"
"Well. don't delay any longer" Oh
dered Kayton. with touch of sterI
ness. Tell Mr.. Hurley to come IL
joe" he went on rapidly as Finley lief
''get out your pad. | want to send
telegram TO the San Francisco otfic'