The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-04-16
's.::ss7M REVW SOULS. vi BROTHERS
CHAPTER Xxx (Continued).
,GiAlaES TFNlNKY JACKSON


Done wore II round her neck when
] stolesher for Old Man Captain, Yes.
sir. he done wanted q little child TO
Ladeau slipped his oily insers under
the chain as Wiley laid It back.
He peered closer. only ene man ever
make dat Francois on Qartres street
look, he mark all his silver s0i" he
turned the crucifix, On the under side
were crude letters. Ladeau put the
tFinket down IND sighed: "Eheul Dat
bisque I have eat in dat OIL siiyersmfth
shcpt" He rubbed his stomach-"Dat
bisuue--" w.. +. .." .s"""
But they had turned away to listen to
WHEY CurrRn. - e.. 49, Az.
''That cruciix, Mrs. Lindstrom3
Might I take It and have II cleaned and
send re to AurelIe?. For a present from
an Of you--with love from ail OF your
Shes such a great lady nowT"
She looked at Uncle Mich. His face
grew tender. I reckon. I wouldn't
let anybody but you take II, Mr.. Wiley.
She loved that little cross and chain.
But you'll reckon you can, MI. WfIey!"
Wiley turned back to the table The
chain lay there. But when he lifted II
the silver cross was missing. He looked
shout; then on the door.
Its gonel The crucifix!' y
The boys were searching In the rag
carpet rugs. Curran looked about
again. at all Of them-then at Msurice
L0deau. He was rubbing his, hands
with his old sIovenly card-starp trick.
and smiling.
"Maurfce, IT was there when I laid II
down." He came nearer. The cajun
shrugged. IT was there when you
%Merci! I been a thief den7 Fo' a
picayune bit Of silver7 I sho' never
see DAFT"
They looked about, under the bed
ana the dresser. But nothing was
found. Michigan stumped out and
crawled under the house to make sure
1t had not gone through some crack
Done been curious!" He came back
and set his shaggy browS hard IN John
and then Ladeau. But you take the
chain. Mr.. Wiley. Mebbe wen md the
little cross"
Curran was annoyed. TN get q new
crucidx put on, Uncle Mich. Tken I'll
write Aureiie. But IT'S curfousT"
He went home and. sitting In the
shop, took out the chain 60 nRlIse cyet
Il. Done come up riverf" BE smiled
ana held It OF toward t1e Hght-"Gcd
bless o Uncle Mich! YWu ana your
EtSIe grill Done ccme uv river ID OcI
ctpy the land. To fnd tho hand OF
joy4'
And as he stood up later. closing the
door to 20 to the c6tfaga, he heard q
roaring Off to the west. AZ first FAINT
then growing IS the train sped tfrreugh
the upIands cut and reaches tho Earl
vine yards. In the News shop loot
MI. Curran listened, holding sim the
rosary against his cheek where her own
baby lfpA had kissed #
Then with his old fancy he waved ~
toward the east. Because yours Their
Aurelie-just because you're there!"
And a sudden impulse seized him
He was wont 20 do things on uncon-
sidered impulses. He had an appoint
ment with the Hon. Z. p. Purcell his
political manager, the next day at 10
O'Clock. But he suddenly growfed:
Congress be damned!"
Then he whirled and dashed through
the shop, Up to his cottage and into his
bedroom. Aunt Abby was snoring, az
he crammed collars and brushes and
Its and slippers into a SUIT case. and
then dashed out again and over The
fence with the lightness Of a boy. Ht
forgot to close tho door. He scattered
toilet articles from High street % tnt
junction. But one thing he did not Lose
and that was Aurelie's rosary
And by one Of those curious chances
of destiny which make or mar q mansE
rife. the Chicago train was three MIN
utes late, and he made 1t.