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THE GILMER MIRROR
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The Wreckers
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We’ve been hoping that
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the hraeqnarters watehmnn -had ]
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nois street, when Mr Butler College
nppa1*tly d«nu| mid ready
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"Why. Jolin, just four kisses ago
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lne insi-tec, mid was still insistinz.
lirnekel that Monday morninz in
•Thru
News.
"Hatch had sorno trouble
hnner-
1 ing eri I my < elashes for 1hre days?
all that
W r nt. oil.
"It wasn't a quarre)?, she -uLE ted.
here
should
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' a fol-- the kind that
it wan on the tip of my tonzue do ' enough to be
Mile I hat t hr president
taken elea of being loyal to Mr Nor-
You nee*dn‘t.
to be stooi om by it.
rnourh to say that I helped him make
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little over A ‘z
Jimmie turns sleuth.
Cigarette
When I did remrtnber. I shoved
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up-
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It’s Toasted
said, saying It very softly and with-
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Non loss on his desk the next morning.
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Jimmie.
»• up ane ran away?
to refresh his tire! •
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“You Are Sparring With Me, Jimmia.”
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lug to drive into me began to take
hold, just a little. in spite of what I |
that I swelled up man-size and
S the whole kettle of fat into
etToent* in a perfectly fair judgment
If his positive merit la to be settied ,
Irrevocably by the former, yet an In- '
telligent criticism will dud Its advan
in the little pause I saw a sqrt’of
frightened look come into her eyes
Just said
“Nothing that would help om ' and
You
any
IV_
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Can you ade anything more?"
I could, but I didn't want to
om the lights and started 1
town ami hunt for the boss.
TOO
LATE
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LUCKY
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“And
ont
me.
longer our only inillionaire went rtown-
stairs aguin
B’s ;
areune
him from the Wes1, didn’t he?
pay are you getting here?"
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gone •p <• go to bed; That being the
cmm" M . ..
me
hand
me
fraction of a second that I hud left,
as you might say, between the hearse
and the grave. I had a vague notion
that the door was falling over on me
and mashing me flat ; and after that,
everything went blank.
When I came to life out of what
seemed like un endless succession of
bad dreams it was broad daylight and
the sun was shining brightly through
Chadwick. They have found out that
Mr. Chadwick left Chicago the day
after he Kent that telegram, to go up
into the Canadian woods to look at
some mines, or something. They say
that Mr. Norcross has followed him.
and that is why they don't hear any-
thing from him.”
“What do you think?" I asked.
He
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bigEass.
Fa,
S"t
them
stand
done
j you said---"
A laugh from the
H.
Bef80 a'. da %, , sekn
Oregon woods?"
That brought my drea, or one of
them, back; the one about wandering
around in a forest of Douglas fir and
To seal in the
delicious Burley
tobacco flavor.
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Marking Passing of Time.
The sand glass, sun dial, watch and
clock have proved. Invaluable In murk-
,t/
‘atteet," was the way the Red Tower
i presidant began on me,une his voice
been burnt I
slunuldteir-,
' 1teslgn,,‘
es. But
liny," 1 j
l ns he was in other ways, had simply i h
[ thrown up his hands and quit 1ecairse | thirty one miles long.
painful consequences by taking
GOLD MEDAL
(MAEMo
Native Artist Had No Conception of
Any Other Land Outside of
His Own.
"We.Must Stand by Him and Defend
Him.”
New Ulm woman writes that Ware’s
Black Powder gave prompt relief
after other remedies failed.
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CHAPTER V
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And Satan Came Also
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ped
' . licves hv Ims ihHic."
erf tliv
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$
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ee anything but re, and 1 blurted j case entrane from the street. When Van Britt found n
ut, "Because I don't hire out to work | I hnd felt around and found the brass !
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lower hall to the
rvee for the stair-
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t never lisp it to a '
A new general manager |
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Harmiee, purely vegetable, intants'
and ehildren'e reatot, formula om
every label. GuaraKteed nom-narootie,
non --looholie.
At AUDreggieta
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The worids utandard remedy for kidney,
ver, bladder and uric acid troublee-The
National Remedy of Holland eluce 1690
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pHe*—lng-Hp-tstngofrme,hut how about
| this, tar in a room, noticeable mr
•e was! laek of light. In a home in North mi-
j know it, and I know it. We are Ids
’ friends, you and I. and we must stand
• 1 1 him and defend him when he isn’t
I here to defend himself."
It did me good to hear her talk
cuss him out right there and then i
and tell him it was none of his busi- ]
ness. But the second 1hought (wlich i
IHabri WakfarAr
—A bed backmakes aday’swork twice
“iherdiam”yeahazrnangon
Ma or urinary disordets are added,
don’t wait—get help before the kidney
dimeane takes a g-ir hrAn
gravel or Bright's dieseas seta i.
Doan'a tUnen Pils have broughenew
life and new strength to thousanda ot
working men and women. Used and raw
ommended the world over. Ask vour
neighbort
A Texas Cam
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“RESIGNED—GAVE UP AND RAN AWAY?”
w asn.there?" she asked.
“Ybu're like your boss." he sald
t.. shortly. “You'd go a long distance out
•f your way to make an enemy when
there la no need of it. That hold-up
len t always us good as it’s said to
Maisie Ann had I.....n right as right
about that ; we must keep it to our
the tiny little | sort. I know what it was, and you
! know what it was," arid at that she
I turned around and pushed me gently
down among the pillows.
"What Was It?" I whispered, more
than half afraid that I was going to
hear a confirmation of my own breath-
r
was sitting by life wmd<
"Stomach Trouble of
30 Years Standing
Relieved in a Week"
telegrams. ane
so that the oil, mixed with about 10
per cent of water, is caused to whirl
rapidly. The water. being heavier than
the oil. seeks the outside and forms a '
thin film, which lubricates the pipe j
the fact that I’d have to go and stick
the three-bladlertknire into Mr. Nor-
tage not only in considering what be
was, but what, under the giveu cir
cumstances, it was possible for him tv
be—James Russell Lowell.
[I told him that Mr Norcro-s was bit lt you „„ to making troml, for
town and that I didn't suppose he 1 him and the railroad ronany. I'll go
puld eome buck to the oitice again | into eour an. w.ar to what I know"' i
I’m at the same time I had
<»n to mny shani belief that it
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mark. Maisie Ann knew, and I know. ’ for the passaze of the oil The frietion. --
that the ho<«, strong ane unhreakahh* is thus
r W:s shnkinE
w it liwm f urnnm
the little time he had been at the
wheel, and now it looked as If It was
all urlng to be dumped into the ditch.
What Every Man Knows---
I wasn't gone very long on this sec-
ond excursion into the woozy -woozles,
though it was night-time, nnd the
shaded electric light was turned on
when I opened my eyes and found
Mrs. Shella sitting by the bedside.
The change in Mrs. Sheila sort of
ok her head. “You are spar
LAID BIBLE SCENES IN CHINA
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s has told
he has eV
an\body
After he was
incanelescent light currerrt in the
pumpeml easily through a line :
letter from Mr.
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some trouble
I began to
big a 1.,l I
out turning her head. And then: “Mr.
Baby’s Health V3
la wonderfully protected and
colic, diarrhoea, constipation,
and other stomach and bowel
troubles are quickly banished
or avoided by using
MRS-W!NSLows
Toldamte md Caere’ ■ .dm.
Thia remedy quickly aids
the stomach to digest food
and produces most remark-
able and satisfying results in
regulating the bowels and
preventing sickness.
. . , >h»* Mer heiul and tirnee) her .
S stime big tldlig i , . . » .XoHTG
fat • auav. and she WAN looking
... . . i plans ;
. - i straight out of tlieFWiltew at the set-
Mewing and sizzling over it. I put- . ,
. ... 1 ting sun when she ASkeei, \\ hfn was
tered around with the papers on inv , g,
. . _ . ,, , ‘ . . lb’- last Uno* y‘i saw Mr NorerosS,
desk for quite a little while before 1 . ....
.1 in i n i ft - :
to .i crisp clear to the
Judging a Poet.
There are two ways of measnring n ' Death only a matter of abort time.
. '• tither by "" nbsolute aesthetic | Don’t wait until pains and aches
-tunlnrd. or r"lntiyely to his position become incurable diseases. Avoid
in the literary history of his country
"‘inE5 "hane"lan the conditions of his generation,,
Both ~Jiould be borne in mind aS c- V
Iues get in
W. T. Cavanaugh,
stationary • n « I-
neer, Dalhart. Tex,
says: "My back
was tamo and nore,
espectally when t
drat got up In the
morning. There
was a steady ache
in the email of my
back most of the
next room cut
any sign th.ii lie hare what I
the "direct."
ti best I coute. Then she told me
that I laid been handling a live wire; I
1 Miy, I hayent ' but there were m wires af all 11 thei "tion with Mr. Haul, that ""nnK:
-orerosi । lowi E hull, and nothing stronzer than I
u lawyer would
Van Briit didn't know anything about
tiie' Sand Creek siding bold up, or I
supposed he didn’t, and I dfetu't want
to be file first ohe to tell him. Hesides,
the whole business was beside the
of a
down
knoli, something happened, I didn’t I
telrerams that came
the night he went
tlie messages into my pwrket.
been her to see me
Sle gave.a little nod.' ‘ E erylauly,
marly Mr. Van Iirit Ims been yp l
every day and -ometimeq twfo a day. ■
Ite lias been awfully anxious for you j
to come alive “
might be the nurse's utlerstudy. She
Cotton and Oxygon.
Because the hollow fibres of cotton
are loaded with oxygen they burn with
a quick flash. When you add to cot-
ton. which la already loaded with oxy-
gen. oil, which is also loaded with oxy-
gen, the excess of oxygen la likely soon-
wouldn't know
with I mad dear throngh at the idea that [
Wtiat ; he Inui taken me for the other kand of
lilt . r W ere
to Mr. N.
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knew ali about the liateh ruction:
rut if he hnetn’t told her, I wasn’t go
। ing to tell her.
looking me
“You are not
thut wny. I had been Hurt of getting
ready to dislike her for letting the
to Im* buried. 'Ihe ambularice surgeon
nEynapslaGraham Morcronp, rallroad manager, an.l hl. se retary. Jimmte
tween Rufus Hate h and Gustave Henckel, Portal city financier. In which
thez admit complicity in chadwick’s kidnaping their object being to keep Cbtl-
wiek from, attendng a mertine of dir-r tor to renrguniz the Moneer Short
Une. which would Jeopardize thelr interents. To curi, the mncpoly Controil.
by Hatch and Henckel, the Rel Tower corporation, NorTosN r„rn,a the citrzens
Storaseuand Warehouse conpany. H.- tngins manfest „ d-ep interest m
Sheila Macrae Dodds Irani, ft,at Shrila I, marri-a, but 1 ing apurt rrom her
husband. Noreross dors f ot know this
and a lumber canij where the Mr.
dark, com
told anybody yet but Mr.
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passed between you and
ill Dedds, aren't you?"
I admitted it, arid t •
"Npreross brought you
night, but when they telephoned up
here to try to and Mr. Norcross, ------ . ---
Cousin Rauu.right down and terant, aobtr. Juul with th* laugh ill am nd aha
Bet t lot hes to sjother
I or face -o that ।
fourae. It was a Joke'" I rip-
CMK. "And your coming here tie
t to try to hire me away from Mr.
Ml in another. The woods are
N goou shorthand men. Mr. Hatch,
for tha present I think I shall
ruht where I am—where a court
knowMr. Norcross better than
II bren generous
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in run
made me gasp. She wasn’t any less
pretty as obe sat there with her hand*
clasped in her lap, but she was dif-
¥
is the Bullard lobb\
I saw how it was. Sho was trying
to fine some explanation that would
clear the boss, and perhaps implicate
hendquarters stair in the dark and a
reinembered the two
general superint enetent ane next in
ays old, tilings were still "e nu""‛, wa‛ auuel •oeg•
of daze down at tiie ril- i called on Miss Short ridge High School.
I do I believe hat for a single inin-
But I tried to let her
di>. Jimmie l odds ,
"If you won't take my theory, you
mfst have one of your own,” I said; '
not knowing what else to sny.
"I have,” she flashed buck, "and
I want,you to hurry and get well so
that you can help me trace it out."
"Me?" I, queried.
"Yes, you. The others are all so
stupld ! even Mr. Van Britt and Mr.
Ripley. They Insist that Mr. Norcross
wetit east to see and talk with Mr
little w Idle I
I had to amii 1haNI haein’t ; that,
i the otter hand. it was the very
Ilatch crowd. I couldn't tell her
I was away.
!,
•oena mu find me I'm
Eetaan."
EMythat’s oll nonsense, and you know
MEkHif yone not too much of a kid to
mw anything." he snapped, shooting
Ehin hesvy jaw at me. “I merely
TMted to dve you a chance to get
wMdofthe railroad collar, if you felt
*• A I llke a Aghting nan; and
. - 7*‛v got nerve. Taka a night nnd
E Alee M It Maybe you"ll think dit-
a; Sereiz in the morning."
Hara we another chance for me to
vet of with • whole skin, but by OM
tot l M aoBpietely y to ay
knew—or thought I knew. Was it
barely possible, after all, that there
bad been foul play of some sort?
In the first place, something had
been done to me by somebody : It was
a sure thing that I hadn’t cripplefl and
half-killed myself all by my lonesome.
Then they hsd said that the boss
stayed up with Mr. Ripley that night
haeaee of mvsclf. But I was sfil
after lie had tnlke- a
"You’re one of us, in a way. Jim
mie, nnd l ean talk freely to you
Mrs. Macrae insists that there lias
been foul play of some sort. You say
you weren’t present when Hatch culled
on Norcross at the office that night?"
“No; I.came in Just after Hatch
went away."
"Did Norcross say anything to make
you think there had been a fight?"
"He told me that Hutch was abusive
and ha<l made threats—in a business
way."
"In a business way? What do you
mean by that?"
I quoted the boss' own words, as
nearly as I ould recall them.
“So Hatch did make a threat, then?
77(a€2a.
“No," she Insisted,
straight in the eyes,
tNng tiie truth now.
"Why
asked
She sh
years. And tiie artist returned to his
home nnd made pictures of tiie story
of Noah nnd the nood, nnd of the par-
aides of the lost nheep and of the prod-
Igai son and of many others that were
know just what. In
was out here from New York. Every-
again. I anything like thakkefor
she could come over to tiie bed, some- and Mr. Dunton, and that is why he I A
body opened a door and tip to.sl in wants to talk to you about it. But Ev
ahead of nursey. I had to blink hard yon know, and I know. Jimmie, dear: T,
two or three times tetore 1 -1d real- | and for Cousin Sheila s
ly make up my mind 1ha1 the tip-toer Norcross', we must ■ -
was Maisie.Ann. She looked us if she ! human soul. A
so funny how
angry nt the thought that be was ac groped across tiie l
A tually trying to buy me that I coulen t I outside door that c
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thine lie han done: either that, or
led her the truth.
"livery man reaches his limit, some
■time"' I protested. “Wtiat was Mr
Norcross to do, I'd like to know ; w ith
: Mr. t’havwirk getting srare out, and
Mr. Dunton threatening to lire him?"
“The thfhg he wouldn't do would
be to go off and leave all of his
friends, Mr. Van Erittnd Mr. Hor
nuck, and all the rest, to fight it out
alone. You know that as well as I
made out to an-we her question, tell-
"l """ I mg her how Mr. Norcross had left the
.ottie mayhe haf-am hour or so before I Ih*
1 I did. that -night, going uptown with i the rral reas why he had run away.
After .losing the outer door of the M| itiplcy Tlen 1 asked her whyi
ofliee I don't reali anything Durti ular ■ s1,, wanted to know
except that I < my way down the "Hecaus, not...... has seen him since | sles
little later that same night," she i ' """ "!
... I Mr. Van Britt has told you about
those two telegrams that came after
[>ie faced woman in a nurse's cap and
apron start to get up from where she-Hritt thinks it wason account of the
about, ttiat sume evening, you remem-
bet—down in the hall when you
brought Ilie Cowers for Cousin Sheila.
You told him wtiat I told you, didn't
JOU?”
“No; I didn't have a chanre—not
any real chance."
"Then somebody else told him, Jim-
mie ; and Hint is the reason he has
resigned and gone away. Mr. Van
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UI to do
N ha nE
v a l he j
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roue ofkces Mr Van Britt, being the !
| tin* ehsk end । gave him a tinal shot, t 1,00 (
I juat .is he was getting up to 20. I f .... ,
"I MW your ottice iiKhts from the! "L.-t, Mr. Ilateh," "Youfeit
) tavel t tooled mie for a single minute. । n
<>ur h riflht . l every T
big corpration woulen’t
I in airie it - all truc liminie thing youie least evpert
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Thrra sizee «n droqeduth
Look far far yame OM Medal
, you know. Mr. j
me all about his
two messages from Mr
"Bill Mr. Soreros
"II.isn't in- been Up?’
| I"Sible con-eyuences. Leaning across
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iw-filers were at. worh. "W here
r. Norctoss?" ........._
time. My kineys
were weak and act-
ed irregularly and
bothered me at _ _____
night. T saw Doan's Kidney Pins ad-
yertised and bought some Three
boxes of Doan's cured me of ovary
symptom of that trouble."
Ge. Dm’s at Aar fam. tos a Bmi
DOAN’S “prr‛
POSTEK-MILBURN co. BUFFALO. N. Y.
some filmy kind of curtain stuff in a
big window that looked out toward the
west. I was in lied, the room was
strange, and my right hand was
wrapped up in a lot of cotton and
bandaged.
I hadn’t more than made Hie first
restless move before I saw a sort of
That is whv I cannot under
wny lie siould do as he has-
or at least as everybody be-
Mraiuhi bulk in llu1 tUVJHtl'
wt night, now that it was so late.
[“My name is liatet, of the lled
wer company." he grated, after a
inute or two. “You're <le line they
of us,Id you know that it isn't the
least littbit like him to walk out
ami Ie:tve evkvthing to go to w reik
; Have yon eVerknown of his doing
« onmune, ha m'oved aver into the
boss' othice. and Frec .May was doing j th**
his shorthand work They wouldn't I
let me do. anything much I rouldn’t '
do much with my right arm in a Because a gli l refu-ea a young man
sling- s.. I had a rhance in nangigou needn't suppose it's a sign that *
arouna and ......... the situation. If i ahe Ion 1 Kolng to laarry hin.
now four
in a sort
"No. The teh’giaph pople hive
been wiring ev ey w lit re and • an t get
any 11 .u + of Idm.”
' "lell them to try (alesburg. Thut’s
where his pa*oph* live '
“I know,” he said ; and he made a
note of the :chlre<s on the back of an
brought you home with him lu the am-
bulance."
"That night/ you Ray?” I parroted.
“It was last night that the door fell
on me, wasn’t it?”
“I don’t know anything about a door,
but the night that they found you all
burnt and cripple, lying at the foot
of your office stairs, was three days
ago. You have been out of your head
nearly.311 the time ever since.”
“Burnt and crippled? What hap-
pened to me. Maisie Ann?”
“Nobody knows; not even the doc-
"My mother had , stomach trouble foe
over 30 years and used all kind* of medi-
cines, but never got relief. 'I ben I hear!
of Ware's Blac k Powder and got somne.
Mother took the medicine accordng to di
rections and mi less than a week she was
well."
Sp writes Paula Wotipka of New Ulm,
Texas, on May 11 th, 1920. And her moth
eris ca- : is but one more link in the ever
growing chain of evidence which proves
the power of Ware's Black Powder in the
treatment of stomach and bowel troubles.
Sold by druggists everywhere for 40 years.
Not a purgative. Contains no harmful
drugs. 60c and $1.20 the package. Send
for Dr. Ware's booklet—free.
THE WARK CHEMICAL CO., Dallas
about mienight ; with my
SCO reheeblack.azmthc.
I gu«*s.s the boss elieln’t have
| renliert
burst out.
het- bend
hnd ii nifty little lare cap "ii her thick :
mop of Imir. and 1 Ei- lr apron thinz has E‛Ie to pl.r.n on the rail-
vvns menut to be nursy ton, only it roaet, and 1,11 of Mr. Norcross' friends
wns ........I nml tarj, m a fin ou are zettiug ready to resiz,n. lsn't It
wen p. rfertiy heartbreaking""
“Yon poor ywwr boy: sh............ It was: it was so heart-braking
paring my pi...... just like m Er i1 that 1 Just -nspnd once or twine and |
mother umhI to when I was a litte wout ofT the hooks again, with Malsle
kid nnd h«d the mumps or the mesHleM Nun's frightened little shriek ringing
"Are you still roaming around in the I in my ears 1s she tried to hold me
---- I hack from slipping over the edge.
and bury ve thing decently: l'erhaps
we had an been tnking a drop too
much at te club ctinner Jhat night."
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It was just a little rypewritten note,
on n Hotel Bullard-letter sheet, say-
ing that he ha<l made uphis mind
that the Pioneer Short L.ih wasn't
aorth fighting for, and that fwas
resigning and taking the midntght
train for 'lie Hast." \
l sat straight up in bed ; I should
have had to do it if both arms had
suyN
"Yokve been eloser to Norcross in
an intimate way than any of us, Jim-
mie: haventyo seen or heard some-
tiling that wohld help to turn a little
more light on I his damnable blow-up?"
I hadn't -outside of the one thing
I couldn't talk about and I told him
so, and at this he let me see a little
more of what was going on in his
own mind
But I
ing time of the midnight Fast Man to
tell him about Mrs. Shella?
Anyway it was stacked up, it made
a three-cornered puzzle, needing some-
body to tackle it right away; and
when I filially went to sleep it was
wiih the notion that, sick or no sick,
I was going to turn out early in the
morning and ge busy.
I was well.enough to get up the next
morning, and when I phoned to Mr.
Van Britt lie sent his car out to the
majors to take me down to the office.
Just before I left the house, Mrs.
.sheila waylaid me, and after telling
me Hint I must be careful and not
take cold in the burnt baud, she put
in another word about the boas’ ala
aprurunce.
"I want you to remeter what I
said last night, Jimmte, and not let
the others talk you over Into the be-
lief Hint Mr. Norcross has gone away
because he was either discouraged or
afraid. He wouldn't do that: you
just ns loval tu him I it-
me over to her side again.
Though the boss’ disaptwarane
By
FRANCIS LYNDE
Oovzrigt by Charten Seribner’, Son.
there was to tell,
aiming the words j
l queried.
s hull way out of Hi., door
got through, and Ire never
«Is
F be) whispered to me to lead him on i
L. and see how far lie would go. So I
told him the figures n my pay cherk.
“I’m needing another shorthumt
man, and I can afford to pay a good
bit more than that," he growled.
’They tell me you are well up at the
top in your trade. Are you ownh to an
offer?"
ax,-; I let him have it straight then Not.
adztrom you.” I saii.
in “And why not from me?"
“ Here was where I made mv firs'
bad break. All of a sudden I got so
Wlat has been going on in
time. Malsle Ann'- Hasn't
■ . to have him held up on the way buck.”
A “Mr. Chadwic didn’t take it ns u
joke I” I retorted.
5 "I knpw he didn’t ; and that’s why
T we’re all anxious now to dig a hole
having to jump and dodge to keep the
big trees from falling on me and
smashing me.
“No more woods for mine." I said,
sort of foably. And then: "Where
am IT"
“You are in bed In the spare room
at Cousin Basil’s, They wanted to
take you to the railroad hospital that
do' So I just said :
"I fold .Malsle Ann all I knew about |
Mr Noreross. Lle left the otiee some
tittie lime before I did—with Mr. Rip i
ley. I didn’t know where they wen* ,
going."
""Pley went to the hotel.” she helped
out. "Mr. Kipley says they sat in the
lobby until after ten o’eloek. and then ;
Mr. Noreress went up in hisronms."
Of iM itri.., | kuinv ttint Mr IMploy
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i. -
:wN) ; otie frem Mr. (hadwek and the
other from Mi lvunton. I heard Mr.
Vun Britt tellliu' t’ousin Slicila what
the messAges were. He'll seen the
copies of them that they keep in the
teieuraph othee."
It • as on my tonzue x ene tu say
that Mr Norcross never had Seen ’Lose
two tel to. am*, because I had them In
my pR: and was on my way to de-
liver them w hen I got shot ; fmt I alidn’t.
instead. I aid: "And you think that
was why Mr. Norcross threw up his.
hands and ran away""
"No; I don't think anything of Hie
clerk unless there wa
Mr. Norcross left the office,” I said,
st.II covering up the fact that the tele-
gramshadn’t been delivered—-that they
were probably in the pocket of my
coat right now, wherever that wav
"They were enough to make any man
throw up Ills hands and quit, I should
suy."
burry up and get well, Jimmie, so you
can help?'
"I'm well enough now, if they'll let
me get up."
"Not tonight: tomorrow, maybe."
Then: "Mr. Van Britt is down-stairs i
with Cousin Basil. He has been very
anxious to talk with you as soon as '
jou were aide to talk May I send
him up?"
of course I said yes; ami pretty
soon after she went away, our one
and only millionaire catue in. He
looked as he always did ; Just us if
he had that minute stepped out of a
Turkish bath where they shave and
scrub and polish a man till he shines.
"How are you. Jimmie?" he rapped
out. "(ilad to see you on -arth again.
Feeling a little more fit, tonight?”
I told him I didn't think it would
take more than hal a dozen fellows
of my size to knock me out, but I was
gaining 4Ftengahe, sat down and put
me on the question ruck. I gave him
soul, writes Elsie E. Weil in Asia Mag
azine Tiie Huy white church of I lie
foreign god beyond the tea shop was
brilliantly lighted. Ilie artist stood
a moment in the open door The young
missionary was talking most eloquent
ly . tie was not pren hing. but he
seemed to lie telling stories that were
its fascinating as those recited in the
taking conviction. Ami I heard it, all
right.
"It was what I was telling you
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S& dupm‛.
HNitf.cc . M282u6dxxma
N envelope. Then he came at me again.
bzuar«. Almost in npite of himself + j
the artist sank unobtrusively into an j 1
empty sat. For the first time lie I
heard some of the beautiful old stories I -
of the Bible, which have held the peo-
pie of the West enthralled for 2,000
in north Fukien province there dwelt
an artist who painted pictures on silk
for the gentry of his little village. The
people in this secluded hamlet nestled
amid the hills, had never seen automo-
biles or airplanes, nor did they take
the long journey to Shanghai to watch
the great steamers come in laden with
meFTanetise and messages from the
ports of the world. But they kinw the
words of Confucius ami Laao-tse and
they lived and died with simple dig-
nity as their fathers hud done before
them. one-evening the artist, who
had been working allday on a me
niorl.il portrait, strolled out into the
in the book of the western missionary
But lie h.d never heard of the l’ales
line To him Noah was Chinese, and
Hie lost sherp belonged to a farmer of
his province and the proligal son 1
might well have been a dissolute yout !
of his own village.
ring with me, Jimmt, in some mls
sentence short * Indianapolis
ri'll me about it," she communete ; ;
! and I told her just ns litile as I could : |
how Ilatch hail ha an interview with [ I,
the boss earlier in the evening, while j E
business was a joke, from start to
tnish. I don't know how you and Nor-
eross came to get in on it; the Joke 1
was meant to be on John Chadwick
The’nighe-before, at n little dinner we
were"giving him at the railroad club.
Be sasd-there never was a railroad
hold-up that couldn't have been stood
off. A few of us got together after-
ward and put. up n Job on him ; sent
him over to Strathcona and arranged
pone out of the .bKaray eyes, and a
Vook in them as if she had suddenly
become so wise that nobody could
ever fool her.
"You are feeling better now?" she
i asked, when she found me staring at
her.
I told her I guessed I was, but that
my hand hurt me some.
"You have hail a great shock of some
kind—besides the bprn, Jimmie," she
rejoined, folding up the bed covers so
that tiie bandaged hand would rest
easier. "The doctors are all puzzled.
Does your head feel quite clear now—■
। so that you can think?”
"It feels tu If I had a crazy clock
in it," I said. "But the thinking part
is ail right. Have you heard any-
thing from Mr. Norcross yet?”
“.Not a word. We have been hop-
ing that you could tell us .something
when you should recover sufliciently
to talk. Can’t you. Jimtler"
temembering what Maisie Ann had
. told me just before I went off the ’
| hooks. I thought I might tell her n ,
lot if I dared to. But Hint wouldn't i
to tampering with u eopmon
I you tell me
I I told her
3.,/
du.
I • him straight out that she wits a mar-
j tied woman and he mustn‛1 : but
when I saw that she was trying toll"
for any strong-arm outfit—not if I
know it!"
For a little while he sat blinking
at me from under his bushy eyebrows,
and his hard mouth was drawn into
a straight line with a mean III tie
wrinkle coming and going at the cor-
ners of it.
When he got ready to -peak rgain
he said, “You're only n Imy. You want
to get on in the world, don't you?
I’m effering you a gi».d • hanee : thei
beat you ever had \o, don't owe] t
Norcross anything tro than yuri L
all I had except that thing about the
undelivered telegrams and two or thre,
others that eouldn t give him or any
body.
"We're in pretty bad shape, aren’t ’
we?" I suggested.
"We couldn't be in worse shnpe,"
was the way he put It Then he told ]
me a little more than Maisie Ann had;
how l’restdent Dunton had wired to
slop all the betterment work on the
Short Line until the new general man
nger could get on the ground ; how the
local capitalists at the head of the
new Citizens' Storage & Warehouse
organization were scared [dumb out of
their shoes and were afraid to make a
move; and how the newspapers all
over the state were saying that it was
just what they had expected— that the
railroad was crooke- in root and
branch, and that a good man couldn't
stay with it long enough to get his
breath.
"Then the new general manager bus
been appolnted ?" I asked.
He nodeei. "Some fellow by the
mime of Ismuke. I don't know him,
amt neither does Hornack He is on
his way west now, they say •
"Mr Norcross hasn't shown up nt l
Mr. Chadwick's Chicago othiees?" I
ventured
job, do you?”
"Mayhe not."
"That’s better. I' .t
and come along with 1
c stahg
>3 1
4mA (
for a person just by giving
I somebody ha told him that Mi- 1 nil. come out entirely separate
| Sheila had a husband living. So f the end of the line.
yowant to know how it siz.ed up.
vmi can take it from me that Ip wns
prits bad People all along Ilie line
wen- bombarding Mr. Van Briit with
j letters and telegrams wantir te know
what was going to be done, and what
the change In management wns go-
ing to menu for the publie, and all
i that You see, Mr. Norcross had laid
out a mighty attractive program In
show you what I can do for vmi in a !
better field than railroading ever, was, t
or ever will be. It'll ply you—" and
he named a figure that very nearly
made me fall dead out of my chair.
Of course. It was all plain enough.
The boss hail him on the hip with that
kidnaping business, with me for a
. witness. And he was trying to fix the
witness.
"I guess we neein t bent about the
bushes any longer, Mr. Hatch." I said.
Bracing up to him. "I haver.’t told ।
the sherim, or anybody but Mr. Nor-
eross, what I know shout a certnin
little train holdup that happened a
few weeks ago down at Sami Creek
miding: but that isn't saying that I'm
l
■ot going to. .
If I had hnd the sense of a field
mouse, I might have known that I '
was no match for such a man; but '
I lacked the sense—lacked it good and
hard.
them time to sort of shake down frrfe
place and fit themselves together.
After n while the chin edge of the
wedge that Mrs. Shella had been try-
ottie building.
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mixing with water results in an emul-
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