Arizona republican., 1892-11-27


 his ducats to his daughter.
 At last he slept, but not any too soundly; dreams visited him, and un- pleasant ones they were. Vision after vision came and faded, and his wife was alarmed beyond measure to see his un- conscious hands go out again and again, perilously near sometimes to the loaded rifle.
 It was midnight before she slept at all, but then her sleep was profound. It was broken at last by the strangest and most thrilling of sounds, no less star ting than a heavy fall, and loud, harsh, reyerberating report, as though a cannon had been fired at her ear.
 No woman is ever too frightened to scream, and Mrs. Jameson's shrieks were loud and shIill as she covered among the bedclothes, and a scrambling in the darkness and muttered words she could not understand did not tend to calm her.
 There was a rush of feet in the hall without: a stout shoulder sent the door inward with a crash, and Dick Leyoe. who had made this uaccremunious en- trance, stool there. with light hi sh above his head, his keen eyes scanning the apartment swiftly.
 It took him moment to comprehend, and then he laughed with immeasur. able amusement.
 The miller, clad but lightly. was sprawling on the floor, da2ed wonder in his face, the old rife, which he had struck as he fell, lying harmless beside him and now unt, a.led: a window was open. and through 1t came fine sheet of rain; the old mau was soaking wet and rain drops glistcned on his hair and scanty garments; his bare feet were muddy. and altogether he presented anything but an agreeable or presentable appear ance.
 What has happened:" asked Dick as soon us his mirth could be suppressed, as | he aided the miller Co his feet
 "l-l don't know" stammered Jame- son.
 His wife, hearing voices, cautiously peeped out from under the cOverlet.
 "Robbers!" she erred shrilly. They have been here again. Have they shot you, Harvey"
 No, wife, I'm not shot, " said Harvey. 'an don't think there's been any rob. bers round. Fact is I've been sleep walking"
 "Whatr'
 i've been walkin in my sleep, sure as you live" groaned the miller. "rm all wet, so l must have gone out of doors, an the Lord only knows where have been or what I've been doin. was dreamin of that ten pounds"- He broke off and hurried to the spot in which he had hidden the money. IL was not there.
 You're rather old for such capers Harvey" his wife was saying.
 But he didn't hear her. Very blankly he turned to Dick, who had now retreat. ed to the threshold where Jennie was standing, white and startled, but ravish' ingly pretty.
 Lad" the miller said solemnly, "l believe I've robbed myself. I've heard of such things, an now believe I've just done that, an Ihain't got notion where lput the money"
 "ls 1t goneT'
 "Yes."
 "Then you had best put on dry clothes sir, while go out and try to follow the tracks you have probably left in the garden. Your feet are 80 muddy Tn sure you must have been there. I'll re per, is few moments"
 A whispered sentence to Jennie at tht door, a Dick was off to don his boots and laugh at the remembrance of th' miller's plight.
 With n lantern he went out into tn, rain, and his gravity departed again a. under the window of the miller chamber he discovered deeply indentet footprints, which proved that Jameson had emerged like a schoolboy.
 The big, bare feet left plain traces 1T the soft soil of the garden. Dick fol lowed them on across the road, anC found that they ceased at one corner ot the mill. A loose board had beer freshly replaced. He drew it out anC there, in the aperture, found small tiI box.
 Taking it out, he hurried back to tin( Jameson, his wife and Jennie up anC dressed waiting for him.
 The miller took the box eagerly anC opened it with scarcely steady hands There were the ten pounds, and undej them the money of which he had though Dick had robbed him.
 Lad" he said, turning to his em ployee. i've been thinkin ill of you foj the last few days, an ask your pardon If l can ever do you good turn call or me-"
 'I take your word, sir" said Dicl cheerfully, going straight to Jennie ant taking her hand. 'I want your consen to my marrying Jennie some day, wher have proved myself able to take car' of her. We love each other, and hope sir, you'll not forget what love was tt yourself once"
 "No, don't, lad," said the miller with tender glance toward his wife "but mill hand gets but poor wages an you'll have to wait awhile"
 "As for that" said Dick, "I thinl