The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 1, 1906, Page 2

S TTPS TR DR Sl 10 P “Mister Bill never had much to say about that trip. It was no ways a pleasure jaunt, but he made the cabin somehow with the medicine and rations that saved old Joe's life. Joe says Mister Bill jest fell into the cabin all in & heap, he was that far gome. And old Dave Bishop thanks Ged for givin' the boy strength to get up to that cabin—that same Dave Bishop would no ways care about livin® it Mi Bill had never come back from ‘that trip. I don’t know nothin’ about how a father holds his boy, but I nary believe a dad ever thought more of his own flesh and blood than Joe and me thinks of Mister Bill. And that's one reason, little Miss. why two rough old duffers love Miste Bill, and ain’t amed to say so.” Womanly hearts were too, little proe against the homely pathos of the stmple tale, and heads bowed lower and lowsg over the work in hand, while bright eyes filled with tears, and ome of the little circle—Cathalee, by name—took abrupt leave and hurried away upstaire ‘You see, Miss, it ain’t so much of & 2 ”*QHJTQQ%——‘_ #tory. No high se n’ words like you read maybe every day, but jest a little plegar of our rousgh life out there among the mou but it's real and truly— tnat's what think a rough old fellow’s advice is wor rememberin’, woman, jest rest ea: with.the real and truly, and you'll never be bothered by the things as ain’'t, and there's a mighty sight of 'em In this a. wanted. Apd if you h CHAPPER XXV. ’. The. Hold-Up Party. The Davidge mansion was g seene of fight, music and mirth this night. The annual charity affalr was in full swing. ““The name, indeed! I was not even per- mitted the privilege of naming my own party,” Cathalee déclared. “By a unan- im simply marvelous my friends per- sisted in presiding at the christening, and carried the day by sheer force of num- bers. It is none other than “The Hold-Up Party' Such a terrible name! Yet it commends itself to the extent of cailing & spade a spade, and on the whole re- lieves me of a certain responsibility,” she explained, with amiable resignation. In a corner of one of the spacious par- lors was a small stage from which cer- tain features of entertainment were dis- pensed. The efforts of the performers were admirable exhibitions of nerve and physical force, and occasionally succeed- ed in rising above the reigning confusion * to the extent of making it apparent that something or other was transpiring in the IR ETT TV TS IND In today’s issme of The Sun- day Call appears the fourth In- stallment of Albert E. Lyons’ PELSL0005000008 Iatest d t thrilling . movel—“Mister ::}-. .m';-: . diréction of the stage. The stage enter- dealing with the exciting ex- We don’t all start from the same mark, ;:‘n:;mfso rnl‘l;d- by‘counasy:;.lnd the 1 s el ini) litt 3 % PR much ' 2l & Wwere e only untax: e fea- fi;: T:d" |:: :m:‘:":m n:lrl:ll:: ;n lbeiw;:: rzrrld;::nm! ::eu;o:'(:‘ k::w but began, with great deliberation, “a poor to life. He asked the poor chap all about tures of entertainment. Tribute was lev- hases of a strike, or(’rlvln I ain't never msc?\vored that edaication devil, lookin’ as how he was purty nigh his pardner and the whereabouts of theif jed upon the just and unjust alike, and s ggecibotier g dgeimaigpedly Bokcosdoite Mo ottt T ’ done for, dragged what was left of his camp, talkin' to him Jest conversational the unfortunate who labored under the Eastern speculators to take ad- tin’. But it's a ;,um. handy ‘thing to . ’ R misarable old body into a minin’ camp like, and made him forget how no account delusion that trade formalities were rec- vantage of the trying times and have, and many a Ch"’, puts up a mighty 8 out in the Colorader mountins. The boys he was. When he was feelin' sart of ognized was destined to suffec an early % gain comtrol of the properties blg bluff on the strength of it. You see, PLA]N AD ‘EAY" hauled him into one of the shanties and comfortable, Mister Bill stralghtened UP— and a rude awakening. around which Mr. Lyons bas he was one of us, but he was different. 4 poured enough licker down his throat to I tell you, little one, he looked mighty Maude and Edith had come to town woven his interesting tale. The We could see it plain enough, and Jof ATFI?TIEV most put out the mighty small spark of big and strong—and ralsed good-natered gor the affair. The former was one of suthor has earefully selected life left in him. He'd been staggerin’ and careless like—jest uke he allus talks, cathalee's prime assistants, while along through the snow draggin’ one foot °‘All right, old man, den't worry. Well Bgith was in charge of Mrs, Worthing- though! sight C QXJ ¢ m‘:‘;fi 10: Eflio:fhmm?i:lit :1:“ fl"r ];?: VITH r AL POD]TIVfHESD after the oth ithout knowin' it, jest open up communication with your pard— ¢ Ll e 2 other w > 3 c x e o V' it 1 2 2 i b e, SRV LU A AFTEE A PEOI_.ONG‘EV "cause he'd set his mina on keepin’ goin’' not exactly telegraphic, but more satis- :el:M‘,-er:on;lm:n‘:xyew::n:e:n:y‘l::. a chap broks s ythin' short of . p broke his leg or anythin’ short o " OT T L:TT so long as he could stand up. He didn’t factory to a hungry man,’ and down he very austere mien of her chaperone, ] L‘I 1 ”f EE seem to know he'd reached camp and goes to his cabin and was back agin In & and the general worldly aspect of “ his characters from everyday Mfe and has produced fin “Mister BII” ome that will strongly sppeal to the reader his head, Mister Bill could fix him up. Prrrrrrrevrrerroves &s & man of the times. “Mister Anybody sick, Mister Bill was the doctdr, >t ? Bill” will be concluded in mext Any dockyments to rbe Hath out, Sister kept-on fightin' the trail—he was plumb few minutes ready for a trip that meant gaihering. % Sunday’s Call. Bill was the lawyer. Argyments and dis- & % k loco. The boys worked over him for & about ninety-nine chances agin him to Jack was an early arrival aecording 52 putes were turned over to Mister Bill to & spell, and finally managed to bring his one—not exactly in his favor. The boys 4, instructions, and meeting Maude and senses back, but he was purty well used tried mighty hard to keep him from goi0'. Edith in the hall greeted his sister up, and mighty small stakes for a man. All hands agreed ’twas next to sure with trye brotherly affection, and He told the boys as how his pard had gdeath. Some said the chap might be dead, - seemed not Inclined to- overlook the took sick In their camp, and they had and no use makin' a bad matter worse. pr.rogatives of a Sweetheart, but run out of grub, and with starvation Some more thought maybe it might clear Maude was a charity girl this night. starin’ ‘em both In the face, he had start- up tomorrer and he'd better hold on a “Free-list entirely suspended, sir' ed out to make the big camp, kind of while longer. They purty much all had Kisses don’t buy shoes for barefoot or- hopin’ agin hope that he might hold on somethin' to say, but Mister Bill only Phans Ar TN SSisN4. pro- long encugh to reach it. but mighty un- laughed and sald as how they were all oot "5, % AHSED & B T e s o sartin. Said his partner would sure dle mad ‘cause he had got the first start— to have nothing whatever to do with if he didn't get grub and medicine that any of 'em would go in a minute if sentiment this evening. but must at- mighty soon; as how he would start back he didn't. Besides, he knew the trail— tend strictly to business—one dollar, himself if he could stand on his old frozen or where it ought to be—better than Please” 4 feet—his will was all right, but his old them, and maybe = man’'s stomach Even my own family has turned settle—he was on the level, and we knew ns it dead sartin, “Oh, isn't that grand! And just to would mind if I called him Mister Bill?" 1 mean by "Thergx mighty few nights 8 bY think, Cathy and Maude, we -have inquired Edith, very seriously. Mister ‘here ain't prayers said for that boY, kuown him all this time, and never - “Well, little one, that's purty hard to and he deserves 'em all. More than knew how very brave. and £00d he is. say,” replied Pave, equally serious, “but Who ©ne poor devil, and woman and. child, You see, Mr. Bishop, he has never told I have an idee that your little heart mean, OWes him their lives, .and he carries us very much about himselz. We wouldn't ache long for anythin’ you could "Pears to Marks he didn’t bring into the world thought we knew him, but we didn't. ask of Mister Bill, and I guess you're t over With him to show for it. So you see, When I ask him to vell me about him- safe in callin’ him jest about anythin’ wel d with Miss. It comes mighty easy for them self and the things he has done, he you take a notion. Leastwise, if you Mister Bill after all,” @& knows him to call him Mister Bill— tells' me somethin: funny. He seems have any doubts, jest try it on, and if he Dave, laughing °asier than anythin’ else. It's about to think I am omly a lttle girl—or a kicks up disagreeable like, tell him that tily at the pors ;(]n— on'v :‘a) l:.ey have of lettin’ him joke—and he 1is never qu.te serious old Dave Bishop egged him on, and be- of the little XDOW as how they respect him differ-—when he talks with me. .He told me tween us both I guess we can bring him . against me.’ he sighed. “What Is your : ent from any other BIlL, or Joe or Dave. abgut an unruly horse throwing him 'reund atl trm,f,“ which suggestlon body was way shy of the mark. Snowed wouldn't wait for the weather to shit, Jocoif %, o0 TEREE CIRAL 18 voT iow 0dd! And why It mo sicuch to have 'em call you into a creek when he was a tenderfoot, seemed to amuse the speaker no less than Off and on for a week, and no sign of and a few crumbs might encourage It 10 Ing with some suspicion the demure all him Mis- Mister out In that country—they're and how & very bad man was going 19 his lsteners, 2 lettin' up—one of them bldck snorters hang om a leetle longer, and off he went. young miss intently 'watching this 1 of great sticklers for short handles. And make him dance the way those horrid --“I brotest thet I am' an unwilliag ac- You never seed the like of, little one. The “The poor cuss left behind wished he guestionable proceeding. “Thank you. 1 . Vi my dear,” he said, with nmistakable Or, that, little Miss, is Why we call him men do by shooting at: his feet." Sethpiice to- o bave Cootipiracy-—1 . fodt; tealiopas S wofw and srion Wix rSeTH), Ieaa-windl. Be Bu ca0hE R B R e e no him— Mister Bill “Djd he say what happened to the Bul'ty alicady, laughed Maude. teet on the level, and no tellin’ how seemed to think it was a heap sight easier MK -SRIEh Sha Gropped carilemly Into she was curious Oh, isn't that perfectly lovely!” im- pag man, little one?” “It Will be jolly to surprise him by call- deép up the mountains and in the to dle twice himself than to send another p . Basket. Wwilh & matter -of fact bis increased amuse- PUISIVEY cried the little miss, with = «je said they—they compromised, I Ing him Mister Bill, won't it, girls? But gulches, and maybe the whole mountin fefler to die for him, He was purty nigh “Don’t mention i, my dear.” { difficulty restraining the tears that per- taink.” then, of course, he will be sure to know side might take to slidin’ and cover & ecrazy he was so helpless. You see, Missy, "“Don’t I get a dollar back?" meekly Il tell ybu, seety Sisted in welling into her bright eyes. “Well, well, that's purty goo who told us, won't he, Mr. Bishop? man up in a Jfy. Not a minute if he kept Mister Bill from goin'~which inquired the victim of :ln.sx:lacad r\;«:{.n- it himself, “And was he cver—wae he really and chuckled Dave. “If it was a compro- “Mighty ilkely to guess first timc, T but somethin’ or other was liable to he could no ways'do—his pardner would ::;“:; e B e yowll 'ruly hit—siot, I mean? ..nd are those mise T guess as now the bad man was should say, little one. A real and truly knock him over, even if he didn't lose his sure die, and he might die anyway, and upon beizg inp!nrme\l‘ that there was no —all the more, the marks you mean, Mr. Bishop?’ mighty glad it Wwan't mo fight. But story? Well, Miss, I couldn’t tell YOU N0 bearin's, no ways unlikely, and besides, Mister Bill besides. And lttle one,” Precedent for such a proceeding. never be likely to Aueried the little mite of curious fem- that's about as much satisfaction as other. I've never read books,no account, ‘twag crazy cold—and that mecans purty gently patting the sunny lttle head, tears !~ “what is the matter, Jack?" Inquired ininity, with fearsome concern. you're liable to et to let Mister Bill and the only kind I know 1s What You eold. The poor devil was sure in hard welling into his honest eyes and his volce Cathalee, who appeared at that mo- t no great - “ e iy “Well, now, littic oney’ laughed Dave, spin the yarn.” call real and truly—and them in 'plenflh luck. His pardner starvin’ up there in trembling with emotion, “Dave Bishop :“enex. Iurl‘?f!ee_i_l;”);’;u:zdm;"hg’:: :":fl‘": irst showed up PAtting her reassuringly on the shoul- . “Please tell me something that Mis- The story I'm goin' to yarn ain't Very tne mountains for a few bites of grub, hopes he'll never have another such load ne: she. 1614 him. cousolingly) whes ten. der, "don't you go to worryln' about ter Bill has done—really and truly. -I lons, and wouldn't amount to much Writ anq him haviu' to ask @ man jest about on his miserable old consclence in all his 2 N it the ol an e sand ang Mister Bill. He can take care of him- think I rather dike that funny name OUt in a book, lie enough, but it may tne same'as go out and jump in the river born days, for it was me, lttle girl, yo 0q his inittation. e took to our S€lf, @nd no trouble howsomever. He's after all—don't you, girls?” mean more to you—same as it does to me _which ain’t no easy thing to do. You stretched out in that shanty and old Joe *“Then I'm elght dollars ahead. Muca | all-rpund g« ke 1 a » p eV 2 P - than ‘all the stories in them fine books Mi: he knew there was jest about -Sutter up there in the mountains, and me obliged, Cathy, but I don’t like your roggh ways like a bird to wing, and Tever beenl put on his back.yet as I ‘Indeed, I do—I think it just splen. ~see, Missy, he ) st al - At x:-.y,*. long afore be could ride a horse, KNOWS of, and the man may live' as aid!” declared Maude; enthusiastfcaly.- UP.there—good and all right enough, n0 gne chance in a hundred that & ‘man sendin’ Mister Bill off to almost sertin System—the percentage Is against the ~ teer and any- can do it—I aln't saym' he don't—but “Somehow I am not the least bit sur. S0Te of doubt. A chap can say a head of ou1q pull through. + .. -geath, and not able to raise my hand to < Oulsider. Bt e - ol oot, trail, trap, rope a - B, s 2 n P Jack’s experience was thin’ else 4 chap need to do, Jest about D @it never showed up. JeSt-lat that prised; it seems.as'if I had known it ‘hin€s that wouldn't amount to much if - yister Bill was on hand and thawed stop him, There's some things, little ane, J4°K % SYPENIOCE FC o iis g as well as any of us, and a tarnal sight boy think he's right, and bless you, all the while” Cathalee, however, ven- S0me feller didn’t prove -that Jest 88 . tho frost bites of the used up coun- We dom't like to be responsibie for, and gut the evening as mew arrivals put | better'n most. Then he up and we us Miss, you can’t stop him nohow. He's tured no comment, nor raised her eyes Smart and fest as brave men Mve and terfeit, fixed him up some poiridge and it's mighty lucky they're taken out of an appearance, affording no Mt some better, and done things we couldn’t a fighter that don’t know how to quit from her work. breathe as is writ about. fed it to him fast as he could stow it our hands when they get too heavy for amusement for those who had preceded do nohow, "cause we didn’t know enough. till he gets that he's fighting for.” “Do you think, Mr. Bishop, that he ‘“One winter, about five year ago,’ he away, and jest naterally nursed him back us to handle. and underzeue a similar nittation.