Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1915-06-16

liIN OWIICI IIOll ILC "a WCSC. oAS
didn't know me for the original Adam
! got a good deal out of Miss Bunnie
DE Vine. Yes, my boy, l ran your
cousin right down to the ground. A
day or two ago | laid it all before
Judge Bright. He begged me to lei
the matter drop. But l. refused.
had told Horace I'd find the thief, and
So there you are. Tomorrow I'm go
ing to make public my discovery and
ask for the arrest Of Chetwynd Blag-
den for embeZzlement."
He leaned back against the rock and
watched the varying expressions in
E,rlc's face--amazement and perpleX-
ity being paramount.
His arrest?" cried he, with Il swift,
involuntary glance toward the ravine.
"Why-why, how can o arrest him
now? He's-he's-"
That's just the point" said Adam
composedly. PUT / can bring charges
against him, can't H."
II don't understand you, Mr.. Carr
"Of course. l can't arrest him for the
my intention and skipped out-we'll
say today"
Eric looked his p%erplexity.
Don't VOL catch my meaning? %
asked Adam, with his first sign of en-
thusiasm. "Chetwynd isn't dead. Not
at all. He skipped out to avoid arrest
II see" .murmured the other, light
breaking in on him..
9" went through his pockets down
there in the cut" went on Adam. "He
had $500 in bills. He was certain that
l knew everything. Judge Bright told
him enough last night to open his eyes
pretty thoroughly. He brought that
money out here to buy me off. He was
desperate. and he was willing to risk
discovery at the bank in order to get
me off his back, so to speak. So, you
see. all this makes it very simple for
us. When l go in tomorrow to accuse
him of h crime, he won't be there.
His father will a that he hasn't been
at home since noon today. Then, I'll
tell him why. He has vamosed, that's
all there is to it."
He leaned back and studied his
young friends face once more, this
time being relieved to see signs Of
hope and credulity there.
oh. If | can only keep them from
finding out said Eric. in agitated,
eager tones. II don't want to go to
prison, Mr.. Carr. l wonder-I wonder
II we can do 1t. You can do your part,
/ know, but can 1 face them? II
never told a lie in my life"
You won't have to tell n now
You keep your lips closed. Don't
breathe a word to a soul-never. SO
long as you live. my boy"
Blu l will have to sit by and ioin
in the talk about him at home"
There won't be much said about
him at home, I'll promise you that His
name won't be mentioned there
Blu how will Uncle Horace explain
his disappearance? You forget that"
Il intend to explain it," said Adam
grimly. II have all my proof in hand.
The story goes to the newspapers to-
morrow-all of it,"
oh. o can't do that! 1t would
kill Uncle Horace" Eric was GEN
timely grieved.
Horace Blagden hasn't enough
money. all told, to buy my silence. rye
waited years for the chance to strike
back at him. Nothing on earth can
stay the blow-nothing!"
Eric watched his conyulsed face in
a sort of stupefaction for a few mo-
ments. Then his mind abruptly re-
turned to his own affairs.
They will find the body" he halt
whispered.
Il will attend to that. No one will
ever see that body after II o'clock to-
night, unless the sea dries up and
leaves Its bottom bare. No, my boy,
Chetwynd's name will never be men
toned by his father after tomorrow. AS
Tor YOU. you won't have any choice in
the matter. Your uncle will give YOU
your orders. No one will be allowed
to mention his name in his home. or IN
his presence IL he can prevent it. That's
now ne VIII take 1t. I'm sorry for one
thing, Eric. but I won't hold it as q
grudge against you. You deprived me
OF the Joy Of putting that young
scoundrel where he belongs-be-
! the bars. have said t.
myself I'd bury him in a prison cell. j
can't do that now, but I will bury him
somewhere else."
"You-you are a hard man, Mr.. Carr
! didn't believe any man could be SC
bitter, SO hard
We won't talk about that, IL you
please" said the other coldly. you
can thank your lucky stars that I am
e hard man. and that / am your friend
You'd be In. q devil OF a mess. IL I were
not just what / am. Now. here are your
books q papers. picked 'em up FOL
you. Take them and 80 as IL nothing
had h~appened.''
Il can't do II! I'll dream OF him al
the rest Of,
"Rubbish! You're young and your
sleep 9 long sight better than yer
would Is you In & cell. waitina
Tor the hangnan's moose. You have mo-
committed murder. Bear that In mind
always. It was an accident. Can't yol
Say tllog. " yOut1e11v OV0r u Ovel
Iagainss You know It - true. Time viii
DO the rest for you. Now, get along
nome" The man ros and imperious.
II mottoped for his companion to be OF
down the slope.
Eric hssitated. .what-what are 70,
going to do'"
you.
And leave-leave Il there pue?'
oh. Il won't run sway sai& Adam
fn3e d Vlnne."
II vas gxitn humor. The spealce
thtmoei1 sehuCkled over Il, and Eric. Il
1sa00ft az hvnfApiMnl fArFnr inemnA Al