The Argosy, October 1906 — page 144: what you’re looking at

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= jie cd it that it was- ate aaa that ‘the loney had been taken out. = = ———- “Now for the other,’ said a voice. : Za Tt. has been in the swamp long enough. saree comes bore to look they aa open 1 : pee enclered what the “ me could ____ be, but resolved to know before the night "Was over. é where’ there were no houses, and after some work among the long cat-tails and tae dug up a long, narro.. box. This = they carried to a cattle wallow in the woods, where, in the heated summer _ days, the cows that came there stood with their feet in ooze fer coolness. Here the men dug a Le and buried = the box. é “They'll never find either one now,’ aid Dale as they marched away. “We'll see about that,” I mattered = - with an inward chuckle. : a waited with a feverish impatience till I judged it was midnight. I aad not light a match lest the flash discover me to the gang. ~ 7 = They went to a portion a7 the swamp — ~ | was nt How was I to get the grave open? I I crept from my ieee lace to where they had buried the long t box. I had lit- tle doubt what was in it. I saw it all now. If Bai Rak. had been the murderer of De Watines, he had _ ‘not lived long to enjoy his ill- -gotten gains. He had been Killed nurses by these people. sere : trembling with excitemer = wanted to be sure that there was a body in that box before I geclosed oo fo the police. stick, and with this es pry “away ‘the mud. It was slow work. “TH have to give it up and come with a spade to-morrow hig at,”’ I told myself. I heard an instantaneous rush. no time to turn. Something struck me “on the head and I fell unconscious in the mud- se (To be continued. ae ee ee IT had > COUSIN ALMIRA’S BABY. BY C. LANGTON CLARKE, = Author of “4 Bargain in Weeds ” and “An Umbrella Embarrassment?” Being the account of the horrible evening put in by a hater of. infants. “RS. GEORGE SCALESs laid the ze letter she had been reading beside - her plate, and glanced across the break- fast table at her husband, who was dividing his time between mouthfuls of toast and. paragraphs in the morning “= paper. her face wore an expression of mingled _ pleasure, perplexity, and amusement. ae “ Cousin Almira will be Je ‘to- -- night,” she said. Mr. Scales grunted. | “And she’s bringing her baby,” con- tinued Mrs. Scales, watching anxiously for the effect of this announcement. — “What!” cried Mr. Scales, bolt upright. “A baby? To this house 2 — She sha’n’t do it. I won’t have it. Tele- -got room for it. Tell her there is diph- Her brows were slightly puckered, al sitting — 2 Sgcaphs at once and tell her we haven’t~ . Fa theria on the street. Tell her anything you like. She can’t bring: it here.” jee _ “Tt’s no use your going on in = that way, George,” said Mrs. Scales calmly. “Not a bit.” And I wish you wouldn’t snort like that when you are eating. It’s” = not her fault. She can’t help it. She intended to leave the child with a friend _ until she got settled again, but they — She either | have measles in the -house. had to bring it here, Or leave it in the street. I suppose you think she ought to hace done that?” Mr. Scales’s face anaes the impres- sion that the latter alternative would have been much the more satisfactory. 2% “Why can’t she send it toe an ee age, or a home, or some plac he demanded. See oS are < Mrs. - Scales: waved he suggestion Seaeat any estes —