Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1883-07-21

? I!lCIc DDuH!lIt hllu libt hlIuh 49, jus "a
the dear simplctUn" "
IoGrowS, CAL.
NV Precious Frank Bonn is negotlHt-
ing with me for my claim, and ho,oiiors
81 900 cash. have not yet Accepetqd u,
but havo about made up my mind ;hat
I lad better do so. You know ii had that
much cash, could have the face To ask
You hasten that long hoped for happy
day. For your sake, darling, I believe II
will be best for me 20 take this offer. II
I DO, you may look for inc down carly
next week, Yours forcvcr,
CHARLES NOTIFY.
"Iello, Frank" shouted smothered
voice close to her ear, "are you there yet q.
Frances jumped to her feet aud ran to
the telephone.
"Dear me, lef; the receiver hanging
down, and they could not ring the bell"
She put It to her ear and shouted back
through the transmittcr;
"Tcs, I'm here what Is ~"
Don't you forget to send that thousati
up on the stage tonight TO LOStown. Tom
says there's At least $4,000 In sight
Motley is school marin and don't know
it. Don't forget, now. Good bye"
Franks pretty eyes and mouth spread
wiior and wider "a these words came out
of the wonderful little instrument.
'For goodness sake who is he talking
to? Oh-h-h y-e-es why IL must be to
Frank Downey, the express agent at
Bokcy They've bcon talking together,
and Downey has stopped and switched NY
end on. Motley is u school marin, is ne I?
There's $4,000 in sight and Charlie .doa't
know it, and the money is going up there
on the stage from Eokcy tonight. Oh
dear, what shall do? I'll 90 up there.
1 will. It's only eight milos, and It's
twenty from Bokcy. It's o o'clock, and
the stage gets there at o."
Frank was California girl, and there
were no perils for her on the cight-mile
trail to Logtown, aud ii there had boon,
tho slur cast upon Chatlio'a keenness, and
the eager desire to save that $4,000 In
sight" for him would have been sufficient
incentives to induce her to daIo thom
though she knew they awaited her. Run
ming over to the postofllce, she hurriedly
engaged the young clerk to take care of
the instrument for her and, dashlng back
to her room, she soon appeared ready for
hor oight-mile walk to Dogtownf a ilt;le
silk cap surmountcd her head and over It
was stretched black veil to protect her
face from the sun and from the evening
breeze after dark. Spreading hor jaunty
parasol she threaded her way along the
narrow trail which led through the chap
arral into tho dark woods. ,.sf- 4 (
Tho sun WAS yet very hot, although al
most down behind the hills, and tho trail
was steep md rocky, but Frank pushed
OH, mutlering to herself, when she felt so
tired that she was tempted to sit down
and rost, "Charl!c's o school, mSfm Is-hc:
Ten thousand dollars in sight ahIh9 doh't
know it, ch2 Well he shan kpow Il, and
have al tbs credit OF the discovery too,
there enow" Up, up, down, down, around
aud around wound Che mountain trail,
ard Frank woun1 with It, unti tired,
dusty, breathless, hoarse, and almost cry
ing, she saw the county highway In the
somber moonlight, just below her.
Just as she reached the roadside aud
was about TO push through the chapartal
which here reached 10 her shoulders she
heard the rumbIing old stage-cosch COM
ing around bend close 20 her. '''i
With desrairng resolve TO 20 IN ut
least with the stage If sho could not before
1t, she pushed her closed psrasol through
the bushes and waved /: 20 the driver,
shouting az the same time, hoarse from
her excitemeut, Stop Stop"
But, to her astontshmcnt aud d!smay IN
stead Of stopping, the driver reached
down into the boot, and, witht "cuss yer
take It !" throw a heavy box Into the road,
and lashing his four-in-hand into run,
disappeared down the canon.
Poor Frank crouehed down into the
clsparral In despair.
"Oh, dear haven, walked there and
I've lost the stage aud poor Charlie-oh,
dear me ~ '.s.s.. 90
The spirit of genuine California giri is
not easily overcome with despair. and
Frank was q genuine California girl and
she was not 10 be beaten until she wss.
She got up, pulled her black veil tighter
over her moist face and brayely started OIL
again toward LogtOwn. j, was not FAR,
and not a half hour elapsed before she
cav the Lights Of the little camp scattered
around in the canyon below her.
Breathless and painting, she hurried TO
the tavern. 4 great crowd Of men we're
excitsdly swearing and threatening on
the porch. Some were in the street clinch-
ing saddles on 10 their lIorses, and in their
midst stood Black Pete, the stage-driyer.
"Don't know" he WIS angriIy shout
ing. 81 tell yer ,war only mile back,
an ther cuss showed his shOotin' iron right
under my nosel Why didn't I run fer
il? Thar war two NV 'em thar as sure as
fightin'." - .-.rf4r sfe
Pretty soon, with yell aud ~lIoor,
twenty u.cll gaiioped up the road with