Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1914-08-26
guess that I'll find out before long"

from GanSeCC jim
mo hope there He's an Indian.
What I'1n going to see him about now
is your safety"
Nov? Where do you expect to find
himY'
'1n the village. hope It wouldn't
do for you to come there. But want |
you to go to the spot where you met
the circus wagon man and wait until
bring jim"
It 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 heard
footsteps and at call from Kent step
ped out into the clear. holding the Ian
tern above him The light showed
strange spectacle Kent watchful.
keen. ready as cat to spring. stood
with his eyes fixed upon the distorted
face 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 1ercer strain Won Gansett Jim's
frame relaxed He grunted
Good boy. Jimr' Chester Kent's
voice at the half breeds ear was the
voice Of one who soothes an affrighted
horse. II didn't know whether you
could stand it 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 woman's, but Sedg-
wick felt in it the tensity Of a man
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 word the half breed
snatched the light and plunged into a
bypath. After a few minutes of 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 his
hand. and threw it's light upon Sedg-
wick's foot. Then he turned away.
Kent whistled softly. The whistle had
a purring quality of content.
mot the same as the footprint, eh?"
he remarked
Footprint too small" grunted Can
sett Jim.
"How many people-two?"
'Three."
'Three. of course. I had forgotten
the circus wagon man. He came later
But, Jim, you see it wasn't Mr.. Sedg-
wick
''What he follow for?' demanded the
other savagely.
mo 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
let 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
himw
II suppose not" replied the artist
lifelessly.
''Since his design was only against
your life and not against your pic
ture," commented Kent with a smile
''Well, our nights work is done" Lift
Ing the lantern, he held it in the face
of the half breed "Jimr'
"Huhw
when you really want to know who
made those footprints come and tell
me who the body in Annalaka burying
ground is. A trade for a trade. You
understands
| 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. mo-" he said
stolidly.
AS the flicker Of radiance danced and
disappeared in the forest Sedgwick
| spoke. well, 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
Kent had dispatched arrived in the
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 digested their con-
tents at 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 un-