The Huttig news., 1913-02-08

! l t2ry movement. He was loo far re- 1 moved from this man still.
 How should he manage to get near CT him-at the door of his mind-of his heart? Sweetwatar stared all night from his miserable cot into the darkness of that separating closet, and with no result. His task looked hopeless; no wonder that he could get no rest.
 Next morning he felt i'll, but he rose i all the same, and tried to get his own breakfast He had but partially sue ceeded and was sitting on the edge of his bed in wretehed discomfort. when 'he very man he was thinking oI ap. peared at his door
 I've come 10 see how you are. said Brotherson. T noticed that you didn't look well last night Won't you come in and share my pot of coffee 2"
 II cant eat" mumbled Sweet water for once in his life thrown | completely off his balance You're very kind, but I'll manage all right. I'd rather I'm not quite dressed you see. and I must get to the shop" Then he thought-"What an oppor- tunity J'm losing Have l any right to turn tail because he plays his game from the outset with trumps? No. I've small trump somewhere about me to lay on this trick. It isn't an ace, but it'll show I'm not chicane" And smiling, though not with his usual chaerfulness, Sweetwater added. "ls the coffee all made? I might take drop of that. But you mustn't ask me to eat-I just couldn't"
 "Yes, the coffee is made and it isn't 1 bad either. You'd better put on your coat; the halls draughty." And wait ing till Sweetwater did so, he led the wey back to his own room Brother sons manner expressed perfect ease, 1 SWeetwater's not. He knew himself changed in looks, in bearing, in fccl. ing, even; but was he changed enough to deceive this man on the very spot where they had confronted each other a few days before in a keen moral struggle?
 Pm going out myself today, so we'll have to hurry a bit" was Broth erson's first remark as they seated themselves at table. Do you like your coffee plain or with milk in 9,
 Plain. Gosh! what pictures, Where dc you get lem? You must have 2 lot of coin :" Sweetwater was staring at the row of photographs mostly of q very high order. tackled along the wall separating the two rooms. Trey were unframed. Dut they were moatly copies of great pictures, and the effect was rather imposing in contrast to the shabby furniture and the otherwise homely fittings.
 "Yes, I've enough for that kind of thing" was his hosts reply. But the tone was reserved, and Sweetwater did not presume again along this line. Instead, he looked we'll at the books piled upon the shelves under these photographs, and wondered aloud at their number and at the man whC could waste such lot of time in read ing them. But he made no more di- rect remarks.
 Yet there was one cheerful moment. i It was when he noticed the careless way in which those books were ar ranged upon their shelves An idea had come to him. He hid his relief in his cup, as he drained the last drops of the coffee, which really tasted better than he expected
 When he returned from work that afternoon it was with an auger under his coat and conviction which led him to empty out the contents of a small phial which he took down from shelf He had told Mir Gryce that he was eager for the business because of it's difficulties, but that was when he was feeling fine and up to any game which might come his way. Now he felt weak and easily discouraged 1'hi, would not do. He must regain his health at all hazards, so he poured out the mixture which he'd given him such a sickly air. This done and rude supper eaten, he took up his auger. He had heard Mr Brother sons step go by. But next minute he laid it down again in great haste and flung a newspaper over it. MT Brotherson was coming back, haG stopped at his door, had knocked ana must be let in.
 You're better this evening"" he heard in those kindly tones which SC confused and irritated him.
 ''Yes." was the surly admission.
 Then Mr Brotherson passed on. and Sweetwater listened till he was sure that his too attentive neighbor had really gore down the three ffehts between him and the street Then he took up his auger again and shut himself up in his closet
 There was nothing peculiar about this closet. It was just an ordinary one with drawers and shelves on one side, and an open space on the other for the hanging up of clothes. Very few clothes hung there at present; but 1t YVES in this portion of the closet that he stonped and began to try the wall of Brotherson's room, with the butt end Of the tool he carried. The sound seemed to satisfy him,