Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1918-02-21

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gethes Q shameful picture Of defeat"
Bat b nised Peter Niburg gently
from The ground and. finding his knees
unstable. from fright or weakness,
stood him against Q house wall. Peter
Niburs. with rolling eyes. felt for his
letter. and. the saints he praised.
found Il.
"Ah!" he said. and Enlightened mp.
"After all. 1t Is not % bad - I feared.
They got nothing"
He made q manful effort to walk.
but tottered, reeled. Milky caught
him.
Careful" he said. "The colossus
was doubtless the n who got us
both. and we are likely to feel his
weight for some time. Where do you
liver
Peter Nibufg was not for saying.
He would have preferred to pursue his
solitary II uncertain way. But Milky
was no half Samaritan. Toward Peter
Nlburg's lodging. then, they made .
slow progress.
These recent gentlemen" said Nix
Ky, as they went along, "they are, per-
haps, personal enemiesr
Peter Niburg reflected. he thought
not. "But I know why they came" he
said unguardedly. "Some early morn
ing. my friend. you will hear Of q man
lying dead in the street. That man
will be l."
"The thought has a moral" observed
Milky. "Do not trust yourself out-of'
doors at night"
But he saw that Peter Niburg kept
his hand over his breast pocket.
Never having dealt in mysteries,
Milky was slow at recognizing one
But, he reflected. many things were
going on in the old city in these trou'
bled days. Came to Milky, all at once
that this man on his arm might be one
Of the hidden eyes Of government.
"These are difficult times" he ven
tured, "for those who are loyal"
Peter Niburg gave him a sidelonG
glance. Difficult indeed" he sale
briefly.
II think" Milky observed, "that
after I see you safely home, I shall
report this small matter to the police
But here Peter Niburg turned ever
paler. "Not-not the police" hi
! stammered.
"But why? You and I, my friend
will carry their insignia for some days
| I have a mind to pay our debts"
! Peter Nlburg considered. he stop
ped and faced Milky. II do not wisl
the police" he said. "Perhaps I hav'
said too little. This Is a private mat
ter. An affair Of Jealousy"
II see"
NATURALLY, not a matter for pub
. licity."
!, every WE'LL" Milky assented. Blu
in his mind was rising dark suspicion
: He had stumbled IN something. H,
cursed his stupidity that 1t meant, 81
:, far, nothing more than a mystery t
3 him. He did not pride himself on hi
). intelligence.
. "You were not alone, ! think"
). Peter Niburg suddenly remembers
Herman, and stopped.
t "Your friend must have escaped"
d HE would escape" said Peter N!
8 burg scornfully. HE is Of the typ
q that runs"
He lapsed into sullen silence. 500
I he paused before a quiet house. on
Of the many which housed In cavernou
. depths uncounted clerks and othe
small fry Of the city. "Good night t
you" said Peter Niburg. Then, rattle
> tardily. "And my thanks. But fo
9 you I should now" he shrugged hi
. shoulders.
+ "Good night, friend" said Mix.
"And better keep your bed tomorrow.
, He had turned away and Peter N
, burg entered the house.
9 Milky inspected himself In the glo'
Of a street lamp. Save for some dus
and a swollen lip. which he could nc
see. he was not unpresentable. We
enough, anyhow, for the empty street.
But before he started he looked Ii
house and the neighborhood over car'
fully. He might wish to return to tbs
house.