Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-11-10

unpeopled deserts, where tney coula pe SAFE.
where he could hide his darling from Insult
ing looks and words, where no PRISON cell
gaped open for her!
A sudden great light broke over Philip.
face as he walked his little study with rapid
turns. He could save her. The plan u:l-
folded itself in his mind. There was yet time
if he were quick. He must give up his great
plan for his wOrknen; he must sell his mill,
but he could yet save his wife if she were
willing. But she might refuse to go Philip
hurried to the room where he had left hCr
and opened the door SO suddenly that she
started up in terror. Her nerves wero SO
shaken that day, poor girl.
Bertha, my love" he said, breathlossly,
chow would you like trip to Europe"
"You are joking, Philip Was it eager
ness or aversion i'll her eyes? He felt afraid
to look and see. What resource was lett if
she would not goa How can you leave your
businessN
There was an infection in her voice that
made him glance quickly at her face. The
coolest women have their enthusiasEs: he
had touched hers He hardly knew her, her
face had such new vitality in 1t.
And would you really like it so much"
he said, with his deep tenderness, that lad a
touch Of rerroach in it, which she was too
dull ever to catch. He came up to her and
explained what charming routes they should
take. and what lovely lands they should see.
Not France and Italy and the banks Ct the
Rhine alone, but even Egypt and the far
east, not a spot Of beauty i'll the whole far
Off world but they would enjoy it.
A flush was on Bertha's cheeks, at last and
her eyes shOne like young girls while a
lover whispers the first romance into her
ears. And Philip sat by her side only too
happy to see her smile, and to touch her
golden braidS of hair.
1t was after the table in Mrs. Ginness' fac
hoI Cotfn avt
mornings breakfast, which was soon after
tea this same day, that one of the boarders
came into the dining room and cleared away
the dishes in front of him to write letter.
1t was not a very highly ornamented room,
but everything was painfully clean, remind
ing one of the aching arms of some poor
woman, everything but the table cloth. Clean
linen is one of the most exclusive luXuries Of
the rich; the industrious poor may achieve
shining tiOOrS and gllstel4ilg faces, but spot
less linen is quite beyond them But it made
very little difference to this man tonight,
for his eyes were swollen so that dis
eliminating vision was out of the question
He spread his paper before him, and
after uncorling his ink bottle made two or
three abortive attempts TO dip his pen Then
Bales, for it was he, looked around to see if
any body was laughing at him. But the room
was empty, all but a French girl and her
lover in one corner, who were quite too
much tdheA up Win eacu o.uei W tahe uotlce
Of anybody else. Then he tried again, and
this time linked not alone the pen and half
the length of the holder, but the palm of his
hand i'll addition, and as natural but ap-
parently not foreseen consequence, that por-
tion of the tablecloth within his reach. If it
had been much that Bales had cared to say,
he probably would have given it up in de-
spair, but it was only two lines and even
blind man could write two lines if he had q
whole sheet of paper for leeway. The two
lines Bales wrote werc these:
"Curran. You are wanted here at oncei
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