Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-11-07

I Tor TO go 80 the spot where you mel
the circus wagon man and wait until
bring Jim"
Ii was long wait for the worried
artist In the deep forest that bounded
the lonely road along Hawkill heights
Ten O'Clock had chimed across the hill
from the distant village when he hea rd
/ footsteps and ut n call from Kent STEP
ped out into the clear holding the lam
tern above him. The light showed a
strange spectacle. Kent. watchful.
Keen ready as a cat to spring. stood
with his eyes fixed upon the distorted
! fnce OF the half breed. Terror, rage.
| overmastering amazement and the
soul panic OF the supernatural glared
| from the blue white eyeballs OF the
negro. but the jaw and chin were set
! firm In the stoicism OF the Indian. In
! that strange racial conflict OF emotions
/ the 6ercer strain won. Gansett Jim's
frame relaxed. He grunted.
Good boy, JIM Chester Kent's
voice at the half breeds ear was the
voice OF one who soothes an affrighted
! horse. Il didn't know whether you
/ could stand IL or not You see. you
didn't shoot Mr.. Sedgwick after ALL"
! Dunno what you mean" grunted
! Gansett Jim.
! And you mustn't shoot at him any
more" continued the scientist The
tone was soft as "A womans. but :.
/ wick felt In 1t the tensity of a uian
/ ready for any extreme. Perhaps the
half breed. too. felt the peril OF that
/ determination. for he hung his head
I've brought you here to show you
why. Pay good heed. now. A man
travelling in a wagon was met here. as
he says. by woman-you understand
who questioned him and then went
on He followed the trail through the
brush and found the signs OF a fight
The fight took place before the death
Here's the lantern. Take his trail from
here"
without n word the half breed
snatched the light and plunged into a
bypath. After few minutes or swift
going he pulled up short in an open
copse of ash and set the lantern on the
ground. Houndlike he nosed about the
trodden earth. Suddenly he caught up
the lantern. which had rolled from mis-
band. and threw its light upon Sedg-
vick's foot. Then he turned away.
Kent whistled softly. The whistle had
n purring quality OF content.
Not the same as the footprint, eh:"
he remarked
Footprint too small" grunted Gan
sett jim.
How many people-twoT'
Three"
'''rhraa of course. had fn-o~..---
the circus wagon man. He cilne later.
But. Jim, you see'it wasn't Mr.. Sedg-
wick
What he follow for?" demanded the
other savagely.
No evil purpose. You can take his
trail from the circus wagon and fol-
low that, if you want to satisfy your
self further that he wasn't here. I'll
Net you have the lantern. Only, re-
member. now. No more shooting at
the wrong man.
The half breed made no reply.
And you. Sedgwick. Here's the de-
,stroyer. Do you still want to kill
him."
Il suppose not" replied the artist
1ifc>assly.
Since his design was only against
your life and not against your pic
ture.'' commented Kent with a smile.
i"Well. our nights work is done" Lift
ing the lantern. he held ii in the face
of the half breed. Jim"
Huh
when you really want to know who
made those footprints come and tell
me who the body in Annalaka burying
ground is. trade for n trade. You
understand"
The eyes stared. immovable. The
chin did not CULVER. Reaching for the
lantern. Gansett Jim. now nine OF In
dian TO one of negro. turned away from
them TO the pathway. NO. he said
stoidIy.
As the flicker OF radiance danced and
disappeared in the forest SedSwick
spoke. We'll. do you consider that
we've made a friend?'
, No" answered Chester Kent. but |
we've done what's as good. We've .
quashed an enmity."
Answers to the kilograms Chester 1
Kent had dispatched arrived in the 1
form of night letters. bringing infor- /
nation regarding the Blairs of Hedge /
row house. not sufficient informa-
ton to satisfy the seeker, however.
Therefore. having diEested their con-
tents ut breakfast. the scientist cast
about him to supply the deficiency. /
The feet of hope led him to the shop
of Elder Ira bennett
Besides being an able plumber and
tinker. Elder bennett performed. by
vocation. the pleasurable duties OF I'M
printed journalism-that is TO say. he
was the semiofficial town gossip
There was joy in the plumber-tinkers
heart over the visit. Unhappily 1t ap-
peared that Kent was there strictly on
business. He did not wish to talk or
the mystery of Lonesome Cove. He
wished his acetylene lamp hxed-as
once. If Elder bennett pleased
GIum was the face of the elder as
be examined the lamp. which needed
very little attention. 1t hghtened
when his visitor observed:
1--WE been thinking n little OF get
ing an electric car 10 run about here
in