The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-11-08
THE TATTOO--By RICHARD WASEIBURN CHILD

cording to my position in society. and
To dive into he motives which al
brought me there and. by divinatlnn.
determine my purposes and destination.
Perhaps my feeling under this scru-
''hE was tn" kccncr from the fact that
TIA" man who sat in the corner. WIKI
his knees drawn up under the scttcc and
his chin resting ON his knuckles. d a nor
s'N" the impression of high cultivation
or good birth. wondered that such 4
young man. with the strain of manual
labor still upon his hands and an awk-
wirdness of huh strength I'm the car
rag" of MS trunk. should be So con-
c"n'rat"d in his attention or So intcn 90
IA whatever thought lay behind his stare
of inquiry.
Three hours" said he at last in a
curious. insinuating voice. "Wrn have
g." wa three hours. They say they've
sidetrackcd No. at Dcvondalc and 80.
VIII make her regular run. You're
gon' SOUTH I nodded.
Come from up state" he snapped.
Eyes"
He sighed as II the inquiry was over.
and getting up. threw his two powerful
hands behind him and began pacing up
and down slowly and so near the store
that the pcrspiration began to CLEAN
upon his brown face and wet the velvet
collar Of his ovcrCoat. which he still
Kept turned up about his thick neck.
Shall ! say that IL was half an horr
before the freight train from Tawncy.
grooming under its weight Of clinging
snow. pushed her way over the fro@s
ana switches, and with a shrek of a
steam whistle trundled northward on
the main line? Time passes with an
agony Of delay in such waits
I could not say either whether It was
iiN" or twenty minutes after the rafting
freight had puffed away that four II
face appeared at Tulu station. Another
man had come.
Noisclessly. in the wet snow on the
platform. he paced up and down cau-
| tIuusly from time to time he stopped
and as If believing himself unseen. with
4 quick and shifty glance between mar
row rycllds, stared in at us through the
window. The yellow light from the
brass lamp fell upon his countenanco
each time he paused. and showed him &
he Of some forty-tive years of age. with
| a shaVcn face. double chin and Dis
| tended checks. He looked like some
creature which had Lived under the sea
but there was unrest in the expression
and a rat pccrng in his bright. heIly
eyes which suggested the character OF
"a curious. suspicious lizard. furcwIrnrd
/ by instinct of events about to happen.
The man. pacing MP and down past
! the glowing stoV.. sighed agi.n and
! looking up suddenly from his heavy
! thought. evidently saw the pcering fac,
of the newcomer. lie drew himself to-
| gcthcr with a tauteuing Of his muscles
| as If h. recognized the pruWler. stopped
covered his chin with his hand and then
uttered little m rthlcss laugh.
! Did you see him he asked.
Yes" said I.
why doesn't he come in? Il is cold
and wet outside. Like enough he's
waitin' for No. too He's a fool
Just as II the man outside had heard
the latch of the depot door clicked. an
with the soft sound of the storm, h
came in.
ITS CROWN cold" he said with q
nervous smile. and rubbed his fat bar,
hands together over the rising heat
from the stove.
The other man looked at him as y,
had looked at me. with a gaze whic.
seemed aimed at the depths of his per
sonality. lie finished with a shrug %
his broad shoulders.
Maybe it's ready to clear Off" sal,
he in a voice much too loud for the litti'
room-loud and vehement enough l.
rouse the little station agent in his LITTLE