The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-07-05
Che aa1iehita aaiy Eagle: Sunday gor,rmo Gully s. 1891

The sun has gone and the shadows art
settling down upon the valley. 1t will b
night soon.
"God in heavenI Jim, look there''
Robbins strong bass voice was only Z
whisper
"That's her, sirl And here he is! See
| In his shirt sleeves too! And there's blood
on the snow at his headp'
! What was the signal? Five double
shots, wasn't it,"
"Yss, sir"
fveI These! Have you get plenty of car.
| tridgesy>
! PLENTY, sir"
| "All right Now let's turn him over.
GodI How white he is! Hushi l can't
hear anything, but I think feel slight
/ beat! Take off his shoel Light a match,
| quickI Ali he feels that burn! Thank
Godl Pour the whisky down him while
go to her. First let's give 'em another
signal Hark! They've answered They're
comingl Shout, Jim! Poor little girl,
Pm afraid we're too late for you. She
seems very stiff, and l can't hear or feel
any movement of the heart at all! You
| had great head, Jim, to think of bring
| ing those burros We'd had hard time
carrying them back Better not try to do
anything here but give them whisky. 1t
won't take long to get them TO the house,
and then we can go to work on them in
dead earnest Ali there's her sisterI''
SIS she dead, Mr.. Robbins?"
81 hope not, Miss Grace. It will take
some time TO tell, though, after we get her
in bed. Quick, bring that burro here,
Mikel Never mind the dress, Miss Grace
We mustn't stand on ceremony now. It's
case of life and DEATH Theret Balance
her in that way. That win take the weight
off of us and we can rub her limbs as we
go along"
Mr.. Robbins, manager and principal
owner of the great Denver smelber, looked
up over his glasses, his coffee and his pa
per at his wife, who was busily engaged
with pencil and paper on the opposite side
of the breakfast table.
'My dear, you remem Der the two Cham
berlain girls who were here last falI?'
Mrs. Robbins was making out list for
a very select tea" and was consequently
much preoccupied.
ayes, dear. Shall I put their names
down."
''No, no. didn't mean that. They are
not here anyway. BY the way, though, l
saw them when I was down at the Springs
yesterday. But don't you remember it was
the little one that was caught in the snow
storm with Barker up at Green Lake last
fall and had such a hard pull with pneu-
monia? And you know we couldn't un-
derstand why they moved down to the
Springs before she was really well, and
even before Barker got around himself.
You thought there was something between
her and him, although l told you she was
engaged to young Colby, son of Chamber
lain's partner. Well, here is fine story
from Boston this morning about the boy.
Listen:
ga scandal in aristocratic circles that
has been suppressed for several months
through the strenuous eXertions of the two
families interested came to the surface
yesterday, when it was discovered that the
son of Millionaire Colby, of the well known
firm of Chamberlain e. Colby, who had
forged his fathers name for nearly 500, 900,
was legally married to the notorious va
riety actress, Fanny Leslie, with whom he
is now said to be travelling in Europe Of
course the forgeries were quietly settled
long since by the old gentleman, and the
matter would have been kept quiet but for
the accidental discovery of the marriage by
an inquisitive reporter. A sad feature of
the affair is that the young scapegoat has
been for long time engaged to daughter
of the senior partner, and the wedding day
was actually set some time since, the post
ponement being explained on the ground
that the young lady's failing health neces-
STATED a sudden return to Colorado
Springs, where she is at present. 1t is said
that Colby will disinherit' -
The reading was interrupted at this
point by the appearance of servant with
a note for Mr.. Robbins, whose puzzled and
look gave way gradually to
genial smile as ne perused the nervously
written missive, laid it down, took off his !
glasses and answered his wife's look of in |
Barker asks for weeks leave of abb I
5ence on personal business. You were |
right, dear, after all. He has seen the /
paper this morning, and he'll be at the /
Springs before shutdown. CHARLES Scates |
II Romance.