Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-06-02

ness of mine He was good looking man,
and that which took him to the dreary farm
house might well be love intrigue-a thing
dangerous to enter upon in Spain, more dan
gerous still to meddle with. changed the
subject.
had had q difficulty about my letters
The postmaster had refused to give them to
me because had not my passport with me.
Later the office had been closed. told Client
this, and he listened, but his thoughts seemed
| far away, and when l had done he said,
''No doubt you will get them tomorrow" in
perfunctory way, with scarcely show OF
sympathy.
81 hope shall," answered, annoyed that
he made SO little of it. 81 do not know what
shall do if fail to get them"
"Oh, you will get them, he repeated care
lessly.
! He was wrong, as it turned out. But SO
was when l went to bed, vowing l hated
him. did not take into account the change
which twenty-four hours may make in our
! feelings Just one day later could not have
! identified the surly man l have described
with my friend James Clent-James Client,
who had by that time rescued me from
most unpleasant position, and proved tri-
umphantly that under his rough manner he
had sound heart.
| 1t all arose out of the letters. / called at
/ the postoffice next morning and handed in
| my passport. Ten minutes afterward L is
sued from the door daZed and bewildered, at
| my wits end what to do. A few PAGES on
/ ward ran against some one, and, muttering
''Perdone usted!" would have passed on with
out looking up if the man had not seized me
by the arm. 1t was Client. "What is it, Mr..
Lynton!" he cried good humoredly. "Have
some senorita's eyes shot homea Or-but
what is it' Can help you! And he drew
me out of the sunshine into the shade OF the
covered way which runs round the Zoco-
dover, the great square of Toledo.
''Some one has intercepted my letters"
stammered. "a Spaniard called for them
| this morning, presented one of my visiting
cards, and said was at the Fonda de Limo
where did stay one night All that can
| get out of the postmaster is that he gave up
the letters and that all was done in order.
Confound his stolidity! One of them con-
tanned 95Ol''
| He whistled. "Then there is no time to be
lost, Mr. Lynton," he cried. "Let us go first
to the Fonda. 1t is possible that some busy
| body, knowing you did not get your letters
yesterday, has fetched them for you on the
chance of getting peseta for his pains"
gladly assented, and we went together to
the hotel. But no one there would confess to
knowing anything Of my letter. No one had
gone for them. As we left the yard noticed
| that my companion looked keenly at the
waiter, who was not too civil. "Do you sus-
pect himg' asked, when we were outside.
81 hardly know" Client answered slowly.
Possibly you mislaid a card the night you
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be suspected. But come, we will go now to
the postoffice. will help you as far as l can. p"
And indeed he did His knowledge Of the
language was perfect, and it was wonderful
to hear him scolding, questioning and COM
planning, without end of the wrongs his
influential friend, whose passport he was
waving under their official noses, had suf-
fered But when presently everything had
been tried, and for the time tried fruitlessly,
we stood in the square and looked somewhat
blankly at one another.
81 say, Mr.. Lynton," he began, "ffty
| pounds is a large sum to lose"
II wish it were less" l replied, with an at
tempt at sprightliness.
at does not cripple you altogetherg'
~ can afford it, If that is what you mean.
But-but it is little inconvenient at pres
ent," answered.
1T puts you in a difficulty for few daysp
| Precisely. l cannot receive another re-
mittance for five days at least. In the mean
time l have six-yes, seven pesetas and a
half.n
"Umph! Call it six shillings and three
pence" he replied, laughing 1.-The cathedral
vergers will soon ease you Of it, even were it
more But look here! we are next door
neighbors, and you must let me help you In
strange country always keep few pounds
| by me; they are at your service"
| AS he spoke he drew from an inner pocket
a shabby letter case and took out 200 pesta
note-the only note, l saw, that the case con-
tanned.
81 am afraid" said, doubtfully, "that I
am inconveniencing you. And besides, you
do not know me-"
81 shall not need the money" he replied,
quickly, land as to my knowing you, think
do-not you, personally, but your kind"
"That is well saidl" l exclaimed with
heartiness, land accept your offer on one
condition-that if you want the money before
Sunday you will tell me So"
"Why, if do" he replied, laughing merri-
| ly, ''you will have spent half of it."
$50 shall" l said, laughing myself, 'but
have a watch, and Toledo, no doubt, has
let me call it Mont de Piete."
"Ciertamentem he cried gayly, and with
word about meeting at dinner, walked rap
idly away, leaving me to my thoughts. l
watched him as he threaded his way across
the square between laden asses and graceful
girls with pitchers, and comparing his slight
| upright form with the somber Spaniards who
strutted up and down, keeping, even on this
sunny day, corner of the capa over the
mouth, felt proud of my countryman.
II do not think" said penitently to Jock
! q have not mentioned Jock before, although
he was at that time my constant companion
a collie dog with the long Scotch head and
the tenderest eyes, II do not think that ]
shall be so quick to Judge the next man we
meet-and do not understand. All, these
hasty judgments, Jock!" and / shook my
head, and Jock his tail
In due course a second remittance came to
hand, and repaid my friend. By that time
some of the wonder l had felt at his solitary
life in Toledo-Toledo the somber - had
passed away. He was not altogether solitary,
putting myself out of the question. More