Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1891-10-06

Bokey They've been talking together,
and Dowuey has stopped and switched
my end on Motley is schoolmarm, Is
le? There's 10000 in sight, and Charlie
| Doesn't know it. and the money Is going
ap there on the stage from Bokey 'to-
aight Oh. dearl what shall do? I'll
20 mp there. will. It's only eight
miles, and it's twenty from Bokey. It's
) o'clock and the stage gets there at o."
Frank was California girl, and there
was no perils TO her on the eight mile
rail 10 Logtown; and if there had been,
he slur cast upon Charles keenness
and the eager desire to save that 1910 900
IN sight for him, would have been suffi-
,ient incentives to induce her to dare
them, though she knew they awaited
her. Running over 10 the postoffice,
she hurriedly engaged the young clerk
! 10 take care of the instrument for her,
and, dashing back TO her room, soon APP
peared ready for the eight mile walk to
Logtown.
The sun was yet very hot, although al
most down behind the hills The trail
was steep and rocky; but Frank pushed
on, muttering TO herself, when she felt
so tired she was tempted to sit down
and rest
"Charlie's n schoolmarm, is he? Ten
thousand dollars in sight, and he doesn't
know it, ell? Well, he shall know it
and have all the credit OF the discovery.
Itoo-there, now!"
Up, up, down, down, around and
around wound the mountain trail, and
Frank wound with it, until tired, dusty,
broathless, hoarse and almost crying,
sho saw the county highway in the SON.
Der moonlight just below her.
Just as she reached the roadside and
was about to push through the chapar-
raj which here reached 10 her shoulders
sho heard the rumbling stagecoach COM
ing around the bend close to her. With
the despairing resolve to go in at least
with the stage If she could not before it
she pushed her parasol through the
bushes and waved it to the driver,
shouting ut the same time, hoarse from
her excitement:
"Stop! Stop!"
But TO her astonishment and dismay,
instead of stopping the driver reached
down into the boot, and with a "Cuss
yer, take III" threw heavy box into the
road and, lashing his four-in-hand into
run, disappeared down the canyon.
Poor Frank crouched down into the
chaparral in despair.
"Oh, dear! | haven't walked there
and I've lost the stage, and poor Charlie
oh, dear mel"
The spirit of genuine California girl
is not easily overcome with despair, and
Frank was genuine California girl, and
she was not to be beaten until she was. She
got mp, pullen her black veil tighter over
her moist face and bravely started on
again 10 LoStown. 1t was not far, and
not a half hour elapsed before she saw
the lights of the little camp scattered
around in the canyon below her.
Breathless and painting she hurried on
to the tavern. A great crowd of men
were excitedly swearing and threaten
ing on the porch. Some were in the
street cinching saddles on to their horses,
and in their midst stood Black Pete. the
stage driver.
Don't know?" he was angrily shout
ing. ~ tell yer twar only mile back,
an ther cuss showed his shooting iron
right under my nose. Why didn't run
fer il? Thar war two NV 'em thar, as
sure us fchtin."
Pretty soon, with yell and whoop,
twenty men galloped up the road with
suggestive looking rope dangling from
one OF the saddles.
Poor Frank hastened to find Charlie
She found him sitting disconsolately on
the blck porch.
why, Frank, what in the world are
you doing here?"
oh, Charlie, have you sold that mine
vet? Am too later
TOO late for what? Sold it? No; and
1 don't believe | can That man Benn
sent the money mp by express, and n road
agent got away with the stage tonight
and the money went with it. | don't
believe hell risk another thousand on
played out mine
"Oh. goodiew cried Frank. I've got
here in time Road agent That is too
rich! Oh, dear, | shall die!" Franks
voice ended il high squeak Of laughter.
Frank what is the matter? What do
you know about the road agent?"
Frank was holding her sides in despair
Of stopping her irrepressible laughter.
Road agent? There wasn't any road
agent at all. stopped the stage to get
on, and the driver threw box at me-"
What does this mean, Frank Tell
me. What were you doing on the road
at this time of night, and all alone?"
1t took long time to get the story
out, but she did, while Charlie stood
with his mouth open wide enough to
represent his played out claim with
$4,000 in sight"
No sooner had Frank told her story
than he caught her in his arms with
wild shout.
you little darling, you shall have
every cent Of i'll"
About two hours afterward file of
disconsolate, disgusted horsemen select
el their way up TO the tavern, with a
"suggestive rope dangling from one Of
the saddles and box containing 81 900.
1t is sufficient to relate that Charlie
did not sell his 1910, 900 in sight," but,
on the contrary, received q much larger
sum-sufiicient. in fact, TO make him q
happier man financially and matrimo-
nially. When enough of the story had
been told in the barroom to account for
the stopping of the stage, Black Pete
had to provide for a smile all around,
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