The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-07-10

1Ycur Lives Won't Be Worth Damn"
steal march on me and get In first
word to the authorities so that my
story would be discredited when /
put it to them?
OF course. my threat to give myself
up to the Huns was pure bluff. While
l had no desire to lose the papers
which Hnyliger had and which in
cluded the map and the last resting
place Of my poor chum Raney, 1 GER
tainly had no intention of cutting off
my nose to spite my face by surren-
dering to the Germans. I would have
been shot, as sure as fate, for after all
had been able to observe behind the
German lines would be regarded as
spy and treated as such.
At the same time I thought I de-
tected yellow streak in Huyliger, and
l figured that he would not want to
take the risk of my carrying out my
threat even though he believed there
was but small chance of my doing so.
If l did, he would undoubtedly share
my fate, and the pictures and papers
he had Of mine We're really of no use
to him, and have never been able to
ascertain why it was heswished to re-
tain them unless. they contained some
thing-some information about me
which accounted for his complete
change Of attitude towards me In the
first place, and he wanted the papers
as evidence to account to his supe-
riors for his conduct towards me.
When he first told me that the plan
Of placing me in a convent disguised
as priest had been abandoned he ex-
planned it by saying that the cardinal
had issued orders to the priests to
help no more fugitives, and I have
since wondered whether there was
anything in my papers which had
turned him against me and led him to
fOrsake me after ali he had promised
to do for me.
For perhaps two hours I sat on that
staircase musing about the peculiar
turn in my affairs, when the front door
opened and Huyliger assembled the
stairs.
Il have brought you such of your be-
longings as I still had, O'Brien," he
said softly. "The rest, as told you,
cannot give you. They are no longer
in my possession"
1 looked through the little bunch he
handed me. 1t included my identifi-
cation disk, most of the papers val
ued, and perhaps half Of the photo
graphs.
II don't know what your object is in
retaining the rest of my pictures, Huy-
liger," replied, ''but as q matter Of
fact, the ones that are missing were
only Of sentimental value to me and
you are welcome to them. Wen call it
q beat"
don't know whether he understood
the idiom, but he sat down on the
stairs just below me and cogitated for
a few moments.
"O'Brien," he started finally. I'm
sorry things have gone the way they
have. feel sorry for you and 1 would
really like to help you. don't sup
pose you will believe me. but the
matter Of the order which which I
asked you to sign was not Of my doing.
However. we won't 60 into that. The
proposition was made to you and you
turned 1t down, and that's the end Of
1t. At the same time, hate to leave
you to your own resources and l am
going to make one more suggestion
to you for your own good. l have an
other plan to get you into Holland
and If you will go with me to another
house, 1 will introduce you to a man
who I think will be in a position to
help you"
'How many millions of pounds will
he want for his trouble answered,
Sarcastically.
''You can arrange that when you see
him. VIII you go?"
l suspected there was something
f1shy about the proposition, but felt
that I could take care of myself and
decided to see the thing through. I
knew Huyliger would not dare to de-
liver me to the authorities because Of
the fact that had the tell-tale pass
port, which would be his deathknell as
well as my own.
Accordingly ! said I would be quite
willing to 60 with him whenever he
was ready. and he suggested that we
60 the next evening.
pointed out to him that I was en-
t1rely without food and asked him
whether he could not arrange to bring