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The Ev enin == THE STORY OF A WALL STREET MONEY-DUEL AND OF MYSTERIOUS ADVENTURES IN THE WILDERNESS | g THE KING OF NOBODY’S ISLAN (CepyAigtt, 1900, by the Giteon Publishing Ce.) GXNOPSIS OF PIRCEDING CHAPTERS. physician for many years. -All the time that this hae been going on he a thy to be bullish on wheat, ae ven ni jus orders on the buying side. ‘All together he has now about a million bought, and four million sold. His present loss ia just ® trifle under ,000."" “You keep pretty close tab on him,” “Yes, I don’t know as jt waa really ; necessary, as { doubt whether bis op- * eratioi would have interfered with but he think enough of the game to step out of my way to show bim how much he ter has undervalued my perspicuity.” CHAPTER XIX. Two Old Gray Rats. RUCH sat in hie office in the Chicago Board of Trade, absorbed in the intricacies of a wilderness of figures. ‘The perusal seemed to be fatisfactory, and having completed it, he turned to his partner, another heavy, hard-faced man, who sat cracking his knuckles and staring out of the window, “Curtis,” Bruce sald, “did you set- tle with Floyd today?” Curtis did not reply at once. He always studied his replies to see if he could not find something disap- pointing to say. He was always look- ing at the dark side of things, acd always making money. “No,” he said at length, “I didn’t settic with him.” “Well, he'll settle in the open mar- ket t rrow then. That is, he'll buy his short wheat. What was the matter with him?” “He said he wouldn't pay % cents foe his Mne—thought it would go lower.’ Bruce grinned. ‘He'll pay 9," he said, “and that will break bim. “He said,” Curtis continued, “that he bad involved every thing he had, and that on the last call for margins, he. mortgaged bis home, and thot his wife was nearly crasy, and ihat be just couldn't give up while there was ‘a chance. He wanted me to let him at 85, what do you think of that?" “What did you tell him?" at Tnatituts a me eleemosynary tution. Bruce grinned again. “Thi runaway markets, a; “ti “1 selling in the Northwest on those bulges, and too much public opinion when a man busts.” rthwest is concerned,” Bruce re- plied, “we've got to expect that, and may as well take it now as at higher Every one thinks we'll run & corner, but when September comes I won't have a bushel of wheat, No er for if oorNor for me elther. I've been around this board for twenty veers never saw but one corner suc- cenntal How's your friend Douglass on?” bic tg Douglass,” sald Bruce, “has just about as much Intelligence as I gave him credit for when 1 met him in New York. I seldom make a mis- take in my judgment of a man. I have been on the lookout for him ever since I came here to run this deal. I naturally inferred that he would think me, And go it turns out. He is here with an elaborate scheme to deceive me and make me think he is buying wheat, Ho argues that if I find him on the same side of the market as I am, I will shake him out. So he carefully sells twice as much wheat as be buys. He puts the transactions he wishes to conceal In the names of te Heutenants, and makes his pur- chases openly. Even if I did not know exactly, what he haa done, I would have surmised it. That game might deceive OO OO IS, TES saw him on the sf % ik very happy,” Curtis ‘He has about three hundred thousand loss, and bis bank balance , um-um, let me se "ene, ulator rummaged about nd prodused he ¢ of ; “his bank balance is just one Fundred and ninety thousand. He has a line of three million short over and above his own Puisix or seven caste advance would out of business.” Weare. smiled grimly. “It would and will, T shall acrance wheat to 97 cants special benefit.” or mat will betpg Soo 6 selling from wheat point Ca it, es ast seid, at co! would have to met any- Wage we are to run this wheat higher. There are some speculative lines up there, too, in St. Paul and Duluth, After I get through with my id Dougla: 1 give those North- men a little shaking “Revou say he has three million bush- ele short?" Bruce took another memorandum from his desk. ‘Here it is," he said: “he sold two million bushels around 8% This sale he made through a man med Matthews, hi lawyer. bio} met ‘North Side saloon two weeks ago, wy the next day this Matthews be- Kan se! wheat. T had him inves- tigated and find that he ia an old frend of Douglass. Around 83 he sold another two million through a doctor named Graves. He called him in to attend him as a physician, and tho next day Graves began selling wheat. “T had Graves investiguted, and find that he has been Douglas’s family the er “Well, id Curtis, moodily, “it was @ pretty glick scheme; anybody but you would have fallen into the trap,” Bruce smiled heavily, “Me has never met a man, nor visited a plece since I saw him on the street two weeks but that I have known all that pired. I have seen copies of telegram that he has received; I know how much money he hasin bank, and I know how much he gave Graves and Matthews to sell wheat with. He took elaborate precautions about the money, drow it out of the bank in cash, and put it in a safe deposit box for a day or two, then gave it to them in currency and they deposited it to their own credits.’ “Ho might have got some one else to do the selling, some one you couldn’t connect him with,” mused Curtis, “Men don't trust any one but in- timate friends with #0 much money se Levon) é Lge Bruce BE pera “Bealdes, if a large eum mone: had been withdrawn from his bank account, and had not shown up in the bands of some one I could con- nect with him, I would bave ecanned every new. trader till I laid my finger on his operations, I ean tell you within hundred thousand bushels how @ ry trader in the market etanda. I who is long and who is short, and if they know where we stand, I'm deceived. It wouldn’t mat- ter anyway.” “Whea you going after him?” Curtis asked. “This is Tuesday; wheat closed 901-2 to-day; I'll put it to 921-2 to- morrow, then give him a chance to get his margins up, and put it to 1-2, He can't margin above 97, and Friday they'll call him three cents a bushel. He won't have much left in his bank account Saturday, for on Saturday wheat will close at 97.” “You won't let him bust on us! ‘That would be a bad thing, I'm afraid, with as big a line as his. “I've thought of all that,” Bruce said shortly, “I'll call him into the office Saturday afternoon tell him how much wheat he's got and how much money he's got, and let him settle at 97 cents.” The old man's eyes glowered and he struck his knee softly but mean- ingly with his clenched fist. “He goes away from here, to God knows where, to rest, and while he's reating he hatches up a great scheme to beat me at my own game. He of showing him that I know more about him than he knows about him- Curtis sighed. “Oh, well, we'll get him all right; I hope we get ‘em all.” , CHAPTER XX. The Game. OUGLASS walked slowly along La Salle street, lost in thought, paying no heed to the busy throng that surged by him. He had made an engagement to meet Matthews in an obscure restaurant on the north side for the purpose of giving him more money to deposit as margin on the wheat he had sold through him. It was Friday afternoon, and wheat had advanced that day to 94 cents. up.’ He knew that the brokers who had sold the wheat for Matthews and Dr. Graves would be clamoring for more margina, and he carried the money in his pocket to supply them. Strarge as it may appear, his thoughts were not occupied with his transactions nor his financial con- dition. He was thinking of Nobody's Island, and the elear air of the woods, and of Lady Mary. He had only been away from thom a few weeks, but the whole experience seemed like a dream now. How much it had changed his heart and his mind, he ‘lone knew, “After a man gets used to the woods Kaufman At the mecting place he found Matthews awaiting him, The lawyer's fi was troubled, and he looked hag- ed themselves, “I'm in this thing with you, and I'll go through with it, but I wouldn't be a financier again for anything In the world. I'm not built for it.” “It's an old . “How much did they call you for “Sixty thousand dollare. That fel- low has been at me three times since 2 o'clock.” Douglass took a roll of money from his pocket «nd counted out the amount jn thousand dollar bills, “Inconvenient way to handle it,” he sald, "but I've got to conceal things.” Matthews pocketed the money and shifted nervously in hie chair. “I don't want to worry you, Doug, but I must tell you that I've got a suspicion I'm being followed, Of course, I may be mistaken, but I've seen the same man too often of late, This thing means so much to you, don't you think it possible that your onpowent ia on to your game?” "No," Douglass sald, “I've used every. posalble precaution. You and I @ never been actually seen to- gether since I returned, He can't fad out everything,” Douglass returned to his apartments, and shortly after his arrival Dr. lighted from tchel in hand thews took place. Graves was not @ knew the way auch men as Douglass gambled, and made no comment. He asked a few questions as to what should be said to the broker who had been importuning im to reduce his large line of wheat. “Don't you pay any attention to him," Dougtass replied. “Tell him you know what you're doing.” “Which I don't,” Graves interpo- lated. “It books to a man up a tree as if I didn’t either,” Douglass said with @ laugh. ‘Now, I've got something unpleas- ant to say, John,” Graves went on; “I've half a notion I'm being watched. There has been a little sharp-eyed rascal in a cab at my heels three or four times of late. It may be a co- incidence, but it don't look right. I thought I ought to tell you.” “That's bad;, Matthe' said the same thing.” “Does your success depend on the effectual concealment of your plan?” “Not absolutely, but pretty nearly so. There are some things | wanted him to know, ao he would figure wrong on my position, It wouldn't do for him to know too much, I would have diversified thia line more, but you and Billy were the only ones I could trust absolutely with the secret and the money.” “From what I can gather by the ore thie Bruce could easily put the price higher if he wanted to.” “Yes, he has the situation well in hand; Bruce Is the market; he can Juggle it around as he likes, but some- times that kind of business is ex- pensive. If he should run wheat to a dollar, for instance, there would be a lot of selling; and if he was to keep the price at one dollar, he'd have to take about all that was offered at that figure. He's had to do some pretty big buying to-day to put the price “Well, I hope right. Don’t dwell too much on what T gald about being followed; it may be @ mare's neat.” “All right,” Douglass said, as ho bade the old man good-day; “I won't worry about it.” After Dr, Graves had gone he went to the buffet and helped himself to a drink. Then he sat down at the table and filled a sheet with figures, When he had completed his calculations he drummed idly on the table with his fingers for a time, and his eyes began fs fay look. Then he recalled himeelf sharply, and took up the memorandum again, say- ing, half aloud: "ve got just $8,000 in the bank, I'm margined to 97 cents. I mader how much the old fox knows.” CHAPTER XXII. Dog Eat Dog Again. RUCE had stated that he would carry the price of wheat to 97 cents on Sat- urday; he kept his word, he had been compelled to buy more wheat than he really want- ed at such high prices, but he was a stubborn man at times, and in this instance he had determined to make an end of Douglass once and for all, After he had finished the routine work of the day, he sat thinking for a while, then in hia chirography,, indited lass asking him to call at bis of- fice at 7 o'clock that evening. . 28 © ee #© 8 @ At 7 o'clock Douglass walked into Bruce's private office and seated himaelf, The scene reminded him of that day he had called on him in New York. The manipulator did not turn nor notice him in any way, but went on with Als work. Douglase reflected that the man was not very versatile; he had the same insolent way with him now as before, But he sat pa- tlently waiting for him to fintah, and rou'll come out all ify, WG meanwhile etudied the man’s faco curiously, Bruce turned to him at length and eyed him coldly, Fy “I sent for you, Mr. Douglass,” he said, “to give you a chance to settle on that line of short wheat you havi Douglass answered without any in his calm face, but his words were hard and cold: “since when, Mr. Bruce, did you take charge of my business?” “It is my business now,” Bruce an- swered, with no show of anger. “You are in @ position where you cannot margin your trades, and that means that on Monk 3,000,009 bushels of wheat will be bought in the open mar- ket fcr your account. 1 could sell {t to you then if I chose, or I could make you pay a dollar for it, and you would be bankrupt.” “And you don’t Ph toe a Rresiet market, nor you 't want to ap~ pear a8 @ seller of wheat,” Douglass sald. “That is exactly the case; J am doin indness, and protecting myselt At the same time. No uss multiplying words about ft, you know the situation as well as I do. If you don’t want to ‘buy the wheat of me at 97, you can buy it Monday in the open market.” “It seems to me that I ought to know the situation a little better than you do.” “Well, you don’t know it any bet- ter.” @ pigeon-hole and laid them on tho desk before him, “You have to-night 2,000,000 bushels of wheat short through Kose & Com- pany, in the name of William Mat- thews, You have an additional 2,000,- 000 short through Kendall Brothers, in the name of L. C. Graves. That makes 4,000,000 bushels, and it aver- ages you about 82% cents. You also have 1,000,000 bushels bought in your own rame at about 85, That leaves you 3,000,000 short.” “Well,” Bruce said slowly, “you've got $5,000 in bank to protect it with, and that won't protect ir,” “It seems to me you're taking @ good many liberties with my private aira. ra.’ “Would you like to know why?” “Yes.” “You came to mo in New York a few months ago and accused me of bad faith in the deal In Rope”—— “Yes, and you didn’t deny it. You couldn't, You simply said it was a game of dog eat dog.” “I'm not going over that ground At that time you threatened to be even with me. That wa: weak- ness, to begin with; if you had kept 't have done it, but I was on my guard. I saw you on the atreet two weeks ago, and I set about following your movements. You see how weil I have done it.’ “And you bid Wet UP to a cents to-day for my special netit ?” “I ‘don't say I did or I didn’t! The market speake for itself; wheat closed at 97 cents.” “Well, is that all?’ That's all, I may give you a word of advice, howé' The plan you laid to deceive me fell te the ground simply because you unterestimated my intelligence. The whole scheme was apparent to me at once. Before I ever set about finding out what you were doing and where. you stood, I surmised your plan. Never make the mistake of thinking your opponent a He took @ sheet of figures from ™ fool—uniess he is. That's all; do thd in your three million 97 or notT” have no short wheat,” Douglass answered coolly. Bruce sneered. “Your friends have—it's all the same ‘agp 2 “No, my friends haven't. I've been long of wheat all the way up. I sold two million bushels of my long to-day; you took it off my hands at cents, ~That cleans me up, I haven't got a bushel of wheat one way or the other,” ‘There was that in the voice and manner of which caused Bruce's mind to misgive him. If this should be true, he had been fooled to the top of his bent. He concealed his bh aan however, and sald ortly: “Very well, the interview and turned to his desk it ten’ is at an Rverything you knew, found owt about my you would find out. I gat intellect exactly. I was afraid some- times your sleuths prouldn’t find out enough. I've been long of wheat all the way up through a friend in Bt. Paul; you've had a lot of trouble with him, and I've made a million dollars of your Eves You find I am quits, Mr. Bruce!” Bruce know it was the truth, knew he was beaten. His face, usually ao expressionless, with anger and hatrede but he could find no words to fit the case. Like many another man in a similar situation, he had not the courage to acknowl- edge defeat, so he sak in @ tense voice: “Do you expect me to belleve this magnificent fairy story? I know you havo that three million wheat short.” “Of course you do," Douglass jeered, “and I’ve got three million long through your own brokers to offset it. Tho two transactions will be rung up against each other Mon- “T1) believe it when I see It.” “You're going to see It right now,” Douglass answered, stopping to the door. He motioned to an occupant of the outer office, who entered quietly. It was Harrison. “Mr. Harrison,” lass sald, “Mr, Bruce doubts, or pretends to doubt, that I've got three million long wheat in St. Paul. Will you convince him?* Harrison drew some statements from his pocket and lald them on Bruce's desk. “There are Mr, @actions,” he said. find them correct.” Bruce glanced at them and knew at once that what Douglass had told him was the truth. The mask dropped entirely now, and his face was distorted with anger. “I knew you didn't have the wit to do it,” he said; ‘this man was ir instructor.” ugiaas laughed harably, “Even ‘he sald, ‘all honor ‘where bonor is due. We beat you at your cwn game, and that’s good enough for 6. Bruce turned to his desk again. “I'll promise you you haven't seen the end of me,” he muttered. “That's a weakness,—never make threats,” Douglass quoted. A “Before we leave you, Mr, Bruce,’ Harrison said in his level voice, “t wish to explain my part in the matter.” Bruce whirled in his chair, He was consumed with anger, and this inter- loper, with, his quiet air, maddened him more than Douglass with his open exultation, “T don't care anything about you or your part in the matter,” he cald savagely, ‘and I don't want to hear any more from either of you.” “You are going to hear what I have whether you like it or nat,” Harrison answered. He did not stir nor raise his voice, there was that in his eyes and tone which commanded silence and respect. “T did not enter this campaign be- cause [ wa your money nor be- cause I wanted to outwit you,” Har- rison continued, “When Mr. Dou- lass first asked me to participate, answered that I would not; but later | saw your picture in a news- paper he had, and recognised in you & man who had done a great wrong to one who was very dear to me. I had never seen you, but I had seen another picture of you, carried by @ deceived and broken-hearted woman to her grave. It occurred to me that I could right the wrong, keop the promise made many years a BO. “My proportion of the gain in this deal I shall turn over to the girl whose mother you robbed and de- ceived, As for the promise, I will keep it now. I had intended to seek ‘ou out at your home, but when I 6 that you were to meet Mr. Douglass to-night, I decided that it was as well here as at another time and place.” Ho stepped to the door, and re- turned leading Mary by the hand. Douglass's tran- “T think you will Are You Going Away for the Summer? lho out of town for the summer you may find it ts to provide yourself with the right sort of reading Why send to the city for novels at $1.25 or $1.50 each or buy them at a fancy price in, some pay Oy You can supply yourself with reading for six cous a week. best, most delightful summer By subscribing to The Evening World for the summer months you secure a complete novel each week. Not some old book @ Country dealer has not been able to sell, but the finest up-to-date fiction by the foremost Bear isn mind, not ot not only for yourself but for any ef your friends who expect to spe>1 ‘he summer in the country. The close-fitting talored gown wore made ber appear taller ana sienver. and ber wos pale. she not tremble, but held Harri- sop’s hand ey. 188, watcBing Bruce narrow- ly, aw his face turn white, then ghasi y, ahd his hands Siusobed con at the arms of his cha’ Hie lips moved a little, and, altho ho sound was audible, it was pia! that 3 4 formed tho one word “Mary. jarrison's quict voice broke Seog. “This is your daughter,” he “she looks very like her mother, Bruce made no rer, jooked only at Mary, and his face seemed very, very old. “After you had secured her mother's fortune and trumped up your di- vorce,” Harrison continued, “she turned to her home, in mind and body, and she begged me to take her away from the world; she imagined yo were always pursuing her. I married on to protect her name—I was to ave married her before you took hor from me, by what devil's art I do not know—and tovk her to a quiet island in the woods. “A few months Inter Mary was born and in another month she was moth- erless. I promised my wife before she died that T would bring you face to face with her child, 1 have kept that promise, and I havo restored the for- tune which wae here by right, and my business here is ended." He turned to the door, but Bruce put out one trembi! bloodless hand and ptayed them. on he wet his dry lps with his tongue and said hoarnely Uke to tell the child that F that 1 tried to find her pas’ I am an old man, and the world looke differ- ent te me now from what it did then. 1 cannot ask her to forgive me, but I would Iike her to know that I am sorry, and that I have suffered for my act.” “Yeu have my forgtvenness,” she an- swere? in a low voice. couple with it some joving thought, but T can only think of you as range sald; own Turning to Harrison, she to take her away, and they Bruce aitting there surrounded by his books and figures, and went upon the street, ‘There she turned again to her father, yes, her own father, and sald to him in @ subdued voice: “Please take me hom», away from it all, 1 qm very w rf ° When the sun rose red over Lako Michigan on Sunday morning, and ee er eantice at the foot of 1 Batre street, and bathed those blood. soaked stones with light, the man of schemes and dollars was still sitting where they left him, ant the pitiless fingera of remorse and hopeless yearn- ing had drawn heavy lines upon his stony, aged tace. CHAPTER XX. The Messenger. r WO months had passed; to Douglass they had been [ wearying and irksome. He had thought when he left Nobody's Island that his absence from the old scenes would lend some new interest to his return, but he was mistaken. Something of now self-respect and pride had grown up in his heart, and e found that the fountains of pleas- ure were not only as uninteresting and monetonous as of old, but thet he looked upon them now with con- tempt and disgust. It was true even of the whiskey. Me had assured himself that be would gradually drift into his old habits, and for a time he saw the confirmation of this view in an in- crease of the use of liquor. But later, whea he arose with that heavy, lifeless feeling he knew so well, and turned to the decanter for rell &@ fierce feeling of shame came over him—shame that he could be so weak and cowardly, and with that shame a keen remembrance of the happy days on Nobody's Island, and above a! still #mall voice that bade him be more worthy of her even if she was Jost to him forever. He was better for his sorrow. He had always been a tolerant man, tol- erant of others’ faults as woll as his own—and now bitterness and harsh y judgment of other men was alunst absent from his heart. His defvat of Bruce had beon a keen satisfaction to him at the time, but sometimes 4s he thought of the gray-baired wan with that cup of wormwood always at his lips, he felt a little pity even for him, Tie thought often of that trium- phant day, but not of the victory he had gatned over Bruce. His fortune had come back to him, his revenge had been giutted, but ahe had passed from his aa that same day, left him with but a brief adieu, never to gladden_ his eyes again, never any veng® was in one’ sonia, Mary in ine venge was in one in tl and for the eatisfaction of that the balance ewung pbeavily against him. But he was not a man to cry over spilt milk nor to indulge tn sickening p) welt pity, He went upon his way Riny, as of sects Nice, aieen, a je more & mreat deal better, ‘0 amuse himeelf and defeat his great enemy, time, was now his chief ureult, The taste of freedom and ealth he had had in the woods him te grate e@ome new trip of the kind with this in view went to Matthows's office one day. “Billy,” he said, “I've never been able to nettle with you for your oo in that deal of mine—you won't take anything—so I've figured out a plan.” ou know why I did i Matthewa replied, “I wouldn't have “L wish I could f Nehted up the mn Dak World Dsily Magazine: Saturday: May 30; °1914 @ week. deal-all right.” “You, it turned out all right, But to get back to my plan. You've been drilling here for a year now without a vacation, and I want you to plan a 49 —- | at th time aaa cht received news with a shout trip for us to take somewhere to- |, gether, and let me foot ihe billa I'm asking it as much for my sake &s for yours. You got me started at this oor * and you've got to help me ut.” or Matthews considered for a time, then his face brightened. “There's one trip t always did want A to take, but it's a long one, and the expearc ten't ao grcat as the loss of uu time. Til think the matter over and let you know.” “You're to let me know right now.” laying hin nd on Matthews’s knee, Douglass continued earnestly: “See hore, Billy, I've got money, a lot of it, and {t's not much good to me—no good at all if I can't give wome of it to my friends—what few I have—and besides, I owe you some. thing for your part in that deal. § want you to figure what your busl- ness is paying here—what it would pay while you're gone, and let me nettle the score. You know the spirit sure as my name's Dot walk out of this office dead if you don't let pleasure to me, and it's Matthews | @ have to say yeu," he rep! haps when you hear me describe trip you won't be so keen for it.’ “Um gamo.. Where will we go? “Tho trip I have in mind ts up in Montana, #0 we can't go till next spring, We will make @ bont up hei ind put it into the Missouri River, The stream is swift and deep, We would have to carry the boat ¥ around the rapide at Great Falls, But after that we can bid please. It woul im on an long aa be a gra: eenery and shooting all the “Dy George, that's a dandy acheme," Douglass said enthusiastically. we ean begin right now to make our purchases, We'll do it all ourselves, every lick of it, We won't n a gulde—can’t on 8 river, How far down can we come?” “Why, just as far as we itke. We gan leave the boat somewhere up in Dakota, or We can come clear te Bt. “That's the ticket, we'll St, Loule. Got a map?” oe ink, showing ured out the mere, bee ve iB on this ¢ hundred times in my ming said; “that's the next best thing floss Sean el } Sada Townsend,” + “that's where we' our port fs we'll build ‘or several hours the two men Planning and figuring like two bog thusiastic schoolboys. One aus: Beet something and that would re- mind the other of so: elee. sures Oo} anticipation. weneles oe Douglass returned to his a wore orn ones, than hi ® long time. He was going busy. Even if the trip waa Aer way off he could get some relief in planning for it with Matthews. His thoughts turned to his cabin up there in the woods, and he reflected with ® sigh that if things wore different Matthows would enjoy a vinit there 18 much as he would the drip. Nothing would ever Gulte equal that experience, Hia servant interrupted his reverie by bringing in his letters, Dougiass @lanced at the superacriptions—he knew them all. One from Mi 5 vert, who was forever bd soul, and one from 19 waan't; # begging letter or two, and half a dosen notes from people who probably wanted ti on the market. He threw them ill anide un- opened and turned inquiringly to his men. who was still Ing before im, “There's a man dgwn in the office wante to see you. been here T don’t think you'll care to see him, but he would wait, I asked him for his card and he sald be didn’t have one.” “What sort of = looking man?” Douglass asked, indifferently. “Wail, he looks to me like some kind of a foreigner. When I asked to just tell him for his card he said you it was George,” Douglass sprang to his feet and rushed down to the office, There sat George, very ill at ease under the scrutiny of the clerk and the import- ant bellboys, Douginaa strode up to him with a hearty greeting and wrung his hand joyfully. “Why didn't you tell me you were coming.” he cried you. oh rtments been for Come right up to my rooms. m not much on letter-writing, George said as they made their way to Dougtass’n apartments. “You know when you paid me off and left, I promised to gome and see you, I never was in a big city before, and I had_a@ time finding your place.” “Well, you're here now, and you're going to see all you want to. You're looking fine,” oandor. “Oh, I'm all right. Sit down, sit down, and tell me the news,” George looked .at the chaira sus- pictously; his world, rate, and seated himself gingerly up- on ite edge. He was dressed in a led new Diack autt, and it sut tilly upon his fine muscular a chain, and it uneasily, “Well, thero ain't much news to en he brightened up: “Oh, ¥ climbed tn thro} the window of the cabin and busted open the cupBeard and messed things up Ho had also itch body. sald to giv: ‘as “tow ‘are about Matthews th thi to he Sa? cs Indeed baa tee a wi it int in the RY what wanted to ace and a he wenn to go. i hae I've seen about T took you ta: one day and nigue ite his regai ey all at Harrison's?” “About the same. Mr. Harrison is building an ice house. He wants everything that's going, Miss don't sccm quite as guy as she ann’ il, bas ahe?™ asked q ne, not to cen bu . it we ele remained silent; thoughts were far away. 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