“Do you suppose this man would visit me in the city?” he asked, at length.
“I suppose so,” moodily responded Hooker. “Why?”
“Will you ask him to call to-morrow at my office?”
“If you insist. But I tell you, Sigsbee, it’s playing with fire. One little word from him, and the whole town would be up in arms. We’ve got him safe as it is. Martin won’t let him get out of camp. I don’t see why we want to——”
“I’ll see him at my office to-morrow at two o’clock,” Sigsbee interrupted, heedless of the other’s protests. “And as for you, Hooker, maybe I’ll give you the vacation you wanted.”
TO BE CONTINUED.
SOUND SLEEPERS.
Mr. Boyle says that it is one of the amusements of West Africa to show strangers how a Fantee boy can sleep. A friend of his wishing to rouse some servants and send them to close the shutters and lock the doors, said to him:
“I’ll show you something which you wouldn’t believe on hearsay.”