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

yes what could be more tender than
faint blue hazc that wrapped its base!
I'm its utmost diRnity yet hns TREND
b phases: ID is the distant north star shns
dives hope and help to the seafarer; alr
parently IL was the massy bulk of Mount
with the lonely haze that
darpd about Ina foothills, that touched
Myrta willin,cr's heart and drew n tear
% her soft check as sine leaned against the
veranda rail.
Before her the stage road stretched i'm
tandem directly through the village. On
either side were fragant iletiHSs, and b.
hind these low barriers endin orchards
swayed. Beyond WAS the forest, and
ruaai opened straight until its green waits
mst i'm the far perspective. Farther on
sowcrdssd Mount Syioshose with bun sum-
init, green sides, and haxy base.
Madame " inner came out on the porch.
n tall. slender lady, dresss.d in quiet black,
gentle, refined and motherly. Shc wasa
widow. one of those puzzled women VINO
never know Oh sudden summons which In
she left hand or the right, and who live
points. Yea this kind lady, albert SD
doubting and uncertain i'm some ways,was
accounted keen in the village. Shc
lively, and had just won "a lawsuit against
her husbands administrator. achieving
sso rsmor RAM "A large sum i'm settlement.
Mot yet"
- told you what George WROTE"
II certainly did. What is the matter.
AyrtaY You do not hear anything ! say
thsse last few days. LISTEN
Madame Wilmer read from "a letter i'm
Hingoid 4 Quiil.sn have just paid me upon your
order se0,aO. win invest In government, l.,.mis
mail to-inorro~ morning. Your anc,tioiiatc
nephew.
Ifyrta listened insliH s.rcmtly, but Madam
Wilmer continued with great earnestness:
"Most unfortunate that my brother Ii
absent, and his inexperienced young man
has taken affairs into his own. hands:
did not mean tai have the bonds sent here
and hy. Registered mail, too-a most UNI
She looked anxio,,-ly down the road.
Ayrta for ~ moment appeared concerned.
then with still NOR. troubled emphasis
Raxed oil tn tis. blue mist on Mount Syio-
shone.
.Herp is u postscript I did not scc.'
continued ths. mother. observing two ar
three lines scrawlch across the back
Of the paper. She read the postscript
AUST met Glenn Olmstcad. I asked
him tai take the bonds. but he Says, tell
intcndei.,. Did you expcst him to-day.
Myrta2 This is Thursday"
"No.' the girl answered coldiy. Her
face lost some of its rosy color. Her
pretty hand rose tai her bosom. and IA sigh
The mother spoke quickly. slave you
~ VII use
NO.
81 see you have. Bc careful. my child.
He is = gentleman. A true friend when
elated by the new Hallants that have come
forward since We have woil our suit and
always brings them. Don't let any giddy
sense of rilnnph make you tsApriciotIs or
Mnfaithful. Dear me. 1 wish the stage
would come! ALI ! see a du-'-7yes' there
She stepped "a the hallway. Myrta
gaxed after her with startled eyes. the
Was 10 true? Had sudden prosperity.
the increased consideration she had re-
ceived OF late. the Frightening prospects.
influenced her uuworttiily toward her hs-
trothed? Had
"Here, Myrta, is your hat. Let Us go To
They hastcncd down street To the little
cluster of houses that comprised the b,isi-
ness quarter. A number of men had come
ing at IA furious rate.
Were the horses running wild: No
Garfield, the driver. could toe seen grip
urging them on. Billows of dust rose. up
behind. The wheels spun with glittcring
.~wif.ness. AFFORD. the pos,master. de
mad haste seemed strange. Garfield
was a new driver and not much SHOWN.
perhaP. he had sampled III. win" to"
Up came the rocking vehicle. IL did mot
come mp Ia the postoiiice, hut crossed tai
tAle eNIfNsSS aktht StsltltIlItK III his utDr-
way. HER, Garfield halted his foaming
four. and excitcdly threw ont sn iron.
bound box.
There's your box. safe and sound. and
you can thank me for il. No mail for
you, Axforh. gone! whcrs's the
sheriff Rustic N posse together. yo,
fellows! was stopped 10y highway
men"
What Who" Whore: When ~
The breathless crowd surrounded him
eagerly.
IA the fo.t OF the San G;uit q trail turn
into the Sylosiion.. road. IL WASN'T III
teen minutes ago. Get your guns! Wei
catch him IL were sharp after"
Half "A dozen young men bounded "a
ward the livery stable tai order out all th,
available horses. Others remaining Il.
n particulars. Garfield stardinl
above, with one kiie. on the seat. told hi
story rapidly.
"l had just coine into the Syloshon
road, round the big tree, to strike the u
grade, when this man sprung out of Il,
brush. He had IA white silk h~andkerchi
tied over his face from the eyes down, am
"a big navy i'm his hand. WHOA! Hold n
your hands! Throw me the mail bavv h
said. I tossed IL out and put up my arm
He stepped into the brush with the ba,
Quick as a wink 1 gave the whip to mi
leaders and we Were. flying ,p ths. hill,
don't know whether he fired after me q
not"
WAS il the registered pouch 49, inquire
!. AFFORD.
s.The reRistercd-" Garfield stoppe.
surprised, and looked across where "a we
filled mail sack lay again.. the top ra