Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1915-01-14

dwelt he raised his voice In song. His
singing was very bad, and the ballad
lacked tune. but 1t served its purpose
Of saving him from the suspicion Of
furtiveness. Though the front OF the
house was black, behind its heavy shut
tiers he knew that his coming might be
noted. and night-riding at this par
ticular spot might be misconstr,ied In
the absence OF frank warning
The correctness Of his inference
brought brief smile to his lips when
he crossed the creek that skirted the
orchard and heard a stable door creak
softly behind him. He was to be fol-
lowed again-and watched. but he did
not look back or pause to listen for
the hoofbeats OF his unsolicited escort.
On the soft mud Of the road he would
hardly have heard them had he bent
his ear and drawn rein. He rode at .
walk. for his train would not leave I'M
I'll 1--WE O'Clock in the morning. There
was time in plenty. al
II was cold and depressing as he
trudged the empty streets from the
livery stable to the railroad station.
carrying, his saddlebags over his arm.
Atlast he heard the whistle and saw the
blazing headlight, and a minute later
he had pushed his way into the smok-
ing car and dropped his saddiebags
on the seat beside him. Then, for the
first time. he saw and recognized his
watchers. Puryy meant to have Sam
son Swallowed as far as Lexington. and
his movements from that point def
nitely reported. Jim Asberry and Aaron
Hollis were the chosen spies. He did
not speak to the two enemies who took
seats across the car. but his face
hardened, and his brows came together
In black scowl.
when ! gifts back" he promised
himself. you'll be one of the fust
folks I'll look fer, Jim Asberry, damn
ye! All hopes is tibet nobody else
don't git We fust. Ye b'longs ter me. I"
The sleeping car to which he was
assigned after leaving Lexington was
almost empty, but he felt upon him the
interested gaze of those few eyes that
were turned toward his entrance. He
engaged every pair with q pair very
clear and steady and undropping, I'M
Ill somehow each lip that had started
to twist in amusement Strengthened.
and the twinkle that rose at first
glance sobered at second. Yet, for
all his specious seeming of unconcern,
Samson was waking to the fact that
he was a scarecrow, and his sensitive
pride made him cut his meals short
in the dining car. where he was kept
busy beating down inquisitive eyes
with his defiant gaze. He resolved
after some thought upon definite pol.
icy. 1t was a very old policy. but to
him new-and a discovery. He would
change nothing in himself that in
volved surrender Of code or convic-
ton. But, wherever 1t could be done
with honor. he would concede to Gus.
tom.
1t was late In the second afternoon
when he stepped from the train at Jer-
sey City, to be engulfed In an un-
imagined roar and congestion. Here
it was impossible to hold his own
against the unconcealed laughter of
the many, and he stood for an instant
glaring about like Gagged tiger, while
three currents of humanity separated
and flowed toward the three ferry
exits Then he saw the smiling face OF
Lescott, and Lescott's extended hand
Even Lescott. Immediately garbed and
fur,coatei. seemed almost a stranger,
and the boys feeling OF intimacy froze
| to inward constraint and difldence.
But Lescott knew nothing OF that.
The stole in Samson held true, mask
ing his emotions. aeal9
so you came" said the New Yorker,
heartily. grasping the boys hand.
Where's your luggage! Wen just
pick that up and make dash for the
ferry"
"Hyar hit Is" replied Samson, who
still carried his saddlebags. The
painters eyes twinkled. but the mirth
was so frank and friendly that the
boy, instead OF glaring In defiance,
grinned responsibility.
Right. oh!yi laughed Lescott IL
thought maybe you'd bring a trunk,
but it's the wise man who travels
light"
He followed Lescott out to the foot
Of Twenty-third street. and stepped
with him into the tonneau of the
painters waiting car. Lescott lived
with his family uptown, for 1t hap
pened that. had his canyases pos.
sessed no value whatever. he would
still have been in a position to drive
ris motor and follow his impulses
about the, world, II he did not take
the boy to his home. It was because
he understood that life which must
be not only full OF early embarrass
ment. but positively revolutionary.
should be approached by easy stages
Consequently the car turned down
Fifth avenue. passed under the arch
and drew up before door Just OF
! Washington square. where the land
scape painter had a studio suit There
were sleeping rooms and such acces-
series as seemed to the boy unheard-of
luxury. though Lescott regarded the
place as q makeshift annex to his
home establishment.
You'd better take your time In Sc
lecting permanent quarters" was his
careless fashion of explaining to Sam.
son. Its just as well not to hurry
You are to stay here with me. as long
as you will"
I'm obleeged ter ye." replied the
boy, to whose training in open-doored
hospitality the invitation seemed only
natural The evening meal was
brought In from q neighboring hotel.
and the two men dined before an open