The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1889-09-13

In .hsahirs tones II only saw hi" take
"wss Il rod striped canvas sark ~ i'm
sNo brown lcathcr."
both! 1he registered bag isn't here
vocifcratc<i Garfield. his face hushci and
confused. He saw ssisIicton IN Axtoru's
I threw down two, for / was hooking mt his
navy and not mt the pouches: But must
s esSs q sop HI. so: :,s sSs the rs ss:s-aissssor nss Il
tones convinced all that he had been
badly fri9htcnsd and wa. not u party 10
driver continued. jumping down. Sect
only n quarter hours start"
'Nledium sise, black hair, black eyes,
and white hands. Drsssed Ira ordinary
DARK busins~~ suit, coat b"'to""<i tight.
The passengcr spoke: "No, his coat
few open. ! HAD u close side view. He
eoid amulet shaped like q little hook. I
could .sS the curve OF mo''"s"che" under
cried AFFORD, pointing Onward the stable
yard whcrs, several horses were beinR
sadldled. All the men ran i'm various di-
"Myrta. Myrta. help me!'' said Madam
Wilmer family. n leaned heavily
did yon hear z" whispered Myrta. with
wide eyes and white lips.
We are bsRRars again. The bonds
were in the rcgisterssi mail. d., my child!
II dome care for thu money =" whispered
Myrta, trembling so violently that the two
staggered together as they started
The wrctchoi mother was half uncon-
scio,s. Poverty with all its horrors once
Mary. help mammal said Myrta, as
an experienced domestic met them mt the
door. She slipped ON her riding skirt and
In pfsAI nn rbAa nar< IN Tim NEnrrn
Her pony was In it's stall. She threw ON
saddlc and bride, and when the i'm
E f%iin n n PSss. X T" ,i". hot 1% af Sr a"Sm s sa"S
and sitting dust.
"MctiiunI size. black hair and eyes,
wlaI i never , oiI am M aSo"s ,hs.t
watch cord she mnrn,rc.l TIVE her
tieht-s.t lips: 80, il do.sn't sccm,but il
make him give the money hack. And then
I'll kill myself" She nearly fell Onward
ON her pony's neck with terror and despair.
robbery as her swift horse overlook them.
C..niieid pointed out the recent position
OF zig. road agent: "Ihcrs,'s the bug.
brush beyond. held up the mail bag. A
long cut disclosed letters within. standing
on edge AS IL thrust hurricdiy through the
.What's this." cried the postmaster.
His quick eye. detected something RAJ
Putting his hand i'm the cut he pulled out
a long envelope, one of the department
official letters addressed to himself. PIN
ned To the outside WAS ~ $40 bank note,
envelope in pencil. PAY for "a new
..Q@s,rr" cried AFFORD; "Halloa there.
help Miss Wilmer. She's fainting."
"Tm not faintiug," said Myrta i'm N
chokcd voice.
"Go homc. This i. no place for you.
The road agent may b. CLOSE by. II we
find him there'll he shooting, and"
Here's fresh tracks down the San
print Of the coach wheels could br seen
hoof marks. Downs the San Guido road
whiried the posss, in h..adlong pursuit.
Myrta hcsitatcd. The mail bag lay bs-
fore her. apparently the usual numisr of
letters untouched within.
"lf ! could only find the Registered
her pony tn - tree. She hunted all about
king pause before a familiar footprint in
the soft earth. Well she knew tho mark
of that broad sole and low heel.
II pointed straight into the bushes, and
thiti,sr she darted tai and fro among the
coming soon tn an open space
where numerous pieces OF white paper
were strcwn upon the ground. She caught
one mp, IL was thin French stationery,
AZ sight of the we'll known paper and
~pcnmanship, she leaned against Al tree,
sick at heart. All hope that the worst
might bc disprovssi now failed her. Herr
WAS eliminating. terrifying evidence.
AT least le shall not In caught and inn
IP'Ss' sSsotsh az heip u. Sie
nnoaned, and knceling. picked up cars.-
fully every scrap of paper and thrust
them deep into the fingers of her driving
glove.
Then all her strength seemed suddenly
To leave her. She yielded To passioItat.
tears. and sobbing, rpcling, made her pit.
coIs way back tn the road once more.
A half hour later she entered the parlor
where her mother sat alone with IA glass al
lemonade convenient. tanning herself
and looking remarkably composed and
CHEEKY.
~ know now who took the registered
~lctter!"
"Havc they caught the thief, Myrta -"
| Myrta sank ON her knees by her mother,
side with "a little cry.
"ph. l hope not! Don't call him that
Don't call him THAR"
My child! What IL the mattcr?"
With her face ON her mothers knee
Myrta whispered, ~ had some of my hai
made into IA watch guard i'm Sacrament,
when We were. there last, and l had IN,
photograph put in u locket like IA book 10
IL, and l gave IL to Glenn when hc WA
here. l never told you. l was afraid yo,
would him il sentimental. Mamma
that that -~hiRhwaynan wore IA hair cor
and book lockct!"
"Myrta, what arr you thinking Of!
Madam Wilmer began tai laugh. "Do yo
think. do you think that Glenn Olinstca
has turned robher"
"Mamnia! They described him DC
fcs.tly. I saw his footprints. could Ia
them anywhere. And he knew the bond
were sent You hy this mail"
Show absurd! Now listen. just afts