The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1916-04-20

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Gypsiss.
day on the outskirts of the city that
was their journeys end. Hearing
Quabba's cries, the gypsies dashed their
tired horses. and soon Hagar was in
the loving care of the women Of her
tribe. with Esther always beside her,
holding her hand and comforting the
dying woman with q communion OF
silence.
On the outskirts Of the town, driven
from their open roadster to the shelter
Of rOadhouse by the rain, Blair and
Vivian drank and reveled, little know.
ing John Powell waited opportunity In
the departure Of Luke to drink bis
toast to Death at his mansion In Los
Angeles.
They drank and reveled while a score
of miles away Hagar and Esther. hand
in hand, waited for the end Of time and
the beginning Of eternity for the elder
! Of the twain.
Up the steps Of the roadhOuse piazza,
scattcrin. the last raindrops from his
| apparel, came Dick Jones. With him
was lady whom he addressed as Cert.
1t was not the first roadhouse these
late arrived Joy riders had stopped at
Mr. Jones was thick Of speech, flushed
of face and unsteady Of gait. The lady
he called Cert was more seasoned. She
was voicing the remark that she was
as dry as fish and hungry as wolf.
At the sight of Blair Stanley Mr.
Jones was somewhat abashed But
some recollection came to him that
stcaded him, and he greeted Blair
with an assumed Indifference. Blair
gave the newcomers q surly, supercili-
Gus stare.
"Who are theyY" asked Vivian.
IL don't know the blond female with
him." replied Blair carelessly. "but the
bOoZy gentleman Is Dick Jones. who
was our shipping clerk at the Good
Hope Oil company offlces-until fired
him for coming to work after being out
the night before. as you see him now."
You didn't fire yourself for that Of
sense, or John Powell. the boss, as
sume?' remarked Vivian sarcastcally.
NO matter what / do the night be-
fore. my head is clear and my hands
steady the next day." Blair answered.
"As for John POwell-my boss, as
you call him-since he has taken to
dope and flying machines We do not
see him at the Office. And that reminds
me- am sick Of this whole business.
II have got the money In my own
name. | am tired of hanging on like
parasite to the poor boob until he dopes
himself to death When do we make q
getaway
when we get the diamond from the
sky replied Vivian. II have set my
heart and soul on having it. 1t must
turn up again"
Nothing ever happens and everything
happens. While Blair drank in gloomy
, silence and made no answer to Vivl.
, ans last remark, Jones, the tipsy ex-
shipping clerk at the next table talked
with the lady he called Cert
: Upon her ample bosom there hung
a hashy lavalliere, suspended by a
heavy chain. Pretty nifty piece Of
junk, Gertr' said Jones. But you
: should have seen the big diamond that
, John Powell got by express. 1t came
: In sealed package. and our head
5 clerk sent me up to Mr.. Powell's house
with 1t. He opened the package and
: nearly threw fit, for there inside was
Il case and in that case was letter
that stung him hard, and with 1t was
1 n chain and locket about 1000 years
;. old And in that locket was diamond
T as big rs an English walnut.
j IL think it was the same diamond
q that the circus guy gave the lady lion
tanner Then the lion killed the lady,
q and her husband, the clown. killed the
j. circus guy and then sbpt himself.
u John Powell bought the diamond at
i the auction Of the busted circus; then
some gink stole 1t from him. and Pow
y ell got 1t back by express, just as I'm
telling you They say John Powell IL
crazy. He sure acted crazy when be
read the note that came with the BIZ
l. spavklcr. lie give me $50 to keep my
, mouth shut about It.
. "Rnt ( don't have to keep my mouth
u shut about anything for anybody. FOL
all | got for the way ! worked In hii
;, Office was to be thrown out! Wait I'll
!. !. see Powell; I'll get my Job back al
- :, right. aud nobody won't stop me"