The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1915-06-17

a good many rmngs. The Judge made
me promise to give him the chance to
wiring an honest confession ouI Of him.
Chetwynd wasn't the kind to con-
fess a wrong. He couldn't. He was a
Blagden. So he told the Judge to go to
the devil and left the house."
See here. Mr.. Carr, you've got to
tell me just what you're going to do
with-with Chetwynd's body. L.
SSH Not so loud, my boy. Well, II
you must know, I'll tell you. There's
no moon tonight. II you should hap
pen to be strolling along Stone Wall at
IL or IL tonight, and IL you possess the
eyes of a cat, you will see a small boat
put out to set from a point neal the
mouth OF the ravine. There will be two
men In that boat, n dead, one alive.
The living"
Eric grasped his arm in an ecstasy OF
horror.
You're not going to row out to sea
alone with-with II in the a with
your" a.
"Of course. I'm not afraid Of ghosts.
II / was, I'd be haunted all the time.
You SEE, Eric. In my time I've killed a
man or two. I've had to do it or be
killed myself, Just as you might have
been. Yes, I'm going to take him five
or DIX miles out, and leave him there.
He will go Town In an old iron chest of
mine, n n whole Atlantic ocean will
not be strong enough to bulge that
chest once 1t touches bottom"
God in heaven!" groaned the boy,
all a-tremble with the horror Of this
grewsome declaration.
You've heard father sing that song
about dead mems chests haven't
you?" went on Adam calmly. we'll"
For heavens sake, DON'T" cried the
boy.
I'm sorry, Eric" said the other, lay
ing his hand on the boys arm. Il
guess I'm a rather cold blooded chap.
l didn't mean to upset you TO-"
Mr., Carr, / want you to take me
along with you tonight" said Eric, alb
ruptly hating in the middle of the road,
a strong note of resoluteness in his
voice.
"what?"
Yes, 1 mean it. If you are going to
do 1t In that way, / al to be with
you. It's this way, Mr.. Carr: II Tve
got to keep quiet all my life about
what I've done, l must be sure in my
own mind that the-that he is really
out there at the bottom OF the sea. I've
got to know ii for myself"
Don't you trust me?" asked Adam
with a queer little smile.
I've got to know II for myself" re-
peated Eric r~esolutely.
Adam resumed his rapid pace with
out replying. His head was bent and
his hands were pushed deep into his
coat pockets. Erick kept close to his
side. After 90 rods or more had been
covered in silence, save for the hard
breathing of the two pedestrians, the
detective turned to his companion.
Il guess you're right. You will want
to be sure, won't you? Come to Fish
ers Landing at 10 o'clock. I'll be there
with a boat"
Eric shuddered. "It's-it's going to
be horrible" he said, striving to set his
chattering teeth.
They could see old Jabez at the gate,
100 yards ahead. He was smoking and
at peace with the world.
! Eric wondered II he would ever be at
peace with the world again.
Uncle Horace and Aunt Rena will
expect Chetwynd to come back some
day." he unused aloud. They'll v
get over expecting him. It will always
be that way with them. l don't believe
I can stand 1t Mr.. Carr. They'll won
der where he is, whether he's we'll or III,
trouble or out OF ii, well cared for or
starving. It's-it's terrible to think Of"
MY boy" said Adam quietly,
you've saved them from a great deal
worse trouble than all that. Some men
ought to die young"