The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-01-21
By tIESkETH PRlCHARD
Copyright. 1918,
By Hesketh Prichard
Topson.

arrest. with violence"
November was lingering over the
pack. which lay open on the ground,
examining it and it's contents with con-
centrated attention. Atterson had sunk
down under tree like q man wearied
cut.
Hobson and Joe made rapid exam
1naton Of the vicinity A few yards
brought them to the end Of Atterson's
tracks.
"Heres where be slept" said Hob.
son. Its all pretty clear. He was
dog tired and just collapsed | guess
that was last night. It's an old camp.
Ing place, this But where has he
cached the banks property"
For upward of an hour Hobson
searched every conceivable spot. But
not SO November Joe, who. after a
couple Of quick casts down to the riv-
er, made a fire, put on the kettle and
lit his pipe.
At length Hobson ceased his exer-
tons and accepted cup Of tea Joe
had brewed.
'There's nothing cached round here.
and his trail stops right where he
slept. He never moved a foot beyond
that nor weat down &c the river. 100
yards away. The chaps elmer eGched
them 1I BANDED them to an accomplice
on the back trail. I'm thinking he'll CON
fess alI right. when | get him alone"
He stood up as November moved to
take a cup Of tea over to Atterson.
"No. yQu don t." he cried. "Prison-
er .4tterson neither eats nor drinks be
tween here ANA Quebec unless he con
fesses where he has the stuff hid"
Tie won't ever put You wise" said
Joe definitely.
''"hy 10 you say th0t:"
Cause he can't. He don't know
himself"
"R41." was all Hobson's answer as
be turned On his heel.
November Joe did not move as Hob
SOD, lis wrist strapped to Atterson $,
disappeared down the trail by which
we lad come,
"FqG], | said "What next9'
t'i.lj take another look around Joe
LED Gle way down to the river, which,
though not more than fifty yards away,
was bidden from lis by the thick trees.
It was Il slow flowing river. and in
the soft mud Of the margin | saw, to
my s0rprise the quite recent traces of
c;tf0e having been beached, Beside
the. canoe there was also on the mud
the fafiIt mark of paddle having lair
at tall length
Joe pointed TO it, The paddle had
evidently, | thought, fallen from the
canoe, for the impression it had left
on the soft surface was very slight
How long ago was the canoe bere?t
al first Ii@ht-mayhe between 3 and
A o'clock, replied Joe.
"Ihln | don't see how it helps Won
at alI. It's coming can't have anything
10 do with the Attersou robbery. for
tae distance from here to the camp is
toe far to throw packet. and the alb
seuce Of tracks makes il clear that At
terSon cannot have handed the loot
over to Il confederate in the canoe
lsn that right?"
Looks that way" admitted Joe
Then the canoe can be only Il coin
c!Gence.'
November shook his head =,
wouldn't 90 quite SO far as to say
thar, Mr. Quaritch.'
Once again he rapidly went over the
ground near the river. then returned
to the spot where Attersun had slept
following slightly different track to
that by which we had come. Then
taking the Ratchet from his belt he
split dead log or two for Il fire and
hung up the kettle once more.
guessed from this thar he had seen at
least some daylight in a matter that
was still obscure and inexplicable to
me.
II wonder If Attersou has confessed
to Hobson yet" | said. meaning to
draw Joe.
Gle may confess about the robbery,
bank property is because he's been
robbed in his turn
"Robbed." | exclaimed
Joe nodded
and the robber:'
Bout five foot six, light weight,
very handsome, has black hair is.
think, under twenty-five years old and
lives in Lendeville or near it
Joe, you've nothing 10 go on" ]
cried. Are you sure Of this? How
can YOU know"
an tell you when I've got those
bank bills back"
CHAPTER g1.
Phedre Pontarre.
VT was still early afternoon when
we arrived in Lendeyile. a few
scattered farms and Il single gen
eraE store. Outside one Of the