The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1892-07-26
LEFT in THE PASS.


NoxC Ouky tnkO0 ol t0Ctn III thC hes WV
not behind the men in their admiration.
Sure, it's an angel she Is, said Biddy
ehaug hnessy, Red Shaughnessy's wife,
who lived on the right side OF the trail as
a. you crossed the creek, and who earned
the food her worthless husband ought to
have provided for herself and children, by
mending and washing clothes. "Didnt
she sit up with my Mike when he had the
faverf"
As for the men, there was literally no
limit 70 their praise.
Her father, the Squire" was certainly
one of the most important men in the
camp. After q life of ups and downs,
here to- day and there to- morrow, he had
settled In Tune as the agent OF the Lone
Star Hydraulic Mining Company, an or
ganisation which owned pretty much the
whole country. The esquire" managed
their interests In Tune, and, as he con-
troiled the water ditch, the employment
Of men, and owned the store, his opinions
upon SUBJECTS OF local interest were
listened TO with good deal of attention.
Among the men In Tune at that time
was Mexican who rejoioed In the not
uncommon name Of Jose. His profession
or occupation, II he had one At all, seemed
to be dealing monte, but as the majority
of the men preferred faro or "draw," and
as there were we'll founded suspicious as
to the impossibility of winning anything
while bucking ct Jose's game, he could
not be said TO do q land Office business.
For all that, he seemed to have plenty OF
money, always dressed well, although In
Q somewhat bafbario style, and was
tolerated, IL not liked.
As luck would have II, "Pretty Polly"
attracted the notice Of this greaser. He
made his advances with all the subtle
cunning OF his race; only, as might be
expected, to hnd that she would have
none Of him. Considerably chagr!ned by
her threat to tell her father II he did not
let her alone, Jose yet managed to keep
his property smile In good working order,
and to conceal his disgust and annoyance
at her repulse. He was the more easily
persuaded thereto, perhaps, by the expla-
nation had with him by Jim Hutchins,
who informed him that there was Q red
wood tree kind ol aching for some fruit
about his heft, and that, II he worried
Miss Mary, he might find that there were
ropes handy.
OF course, II In perfectly apparent to
any one who has read thus far, that Miss
Mary Brown II the heroine, Jose the
heavy villain, and the squire the benev-
olent father Of this little drama, while
the stage dsiver, the Judge and Jim form
kind ofohOrus expressive of popular feel
ing. II will be seen at glance then,
that q hero u wanted Of some sort in
order to make the dramatic persona COM
plets, and ! think that Harry Jackson,
generally styled In Tune, "White Harry"
or simply "W bite" will have to fill that
role. AT least "Pretty Polly" is now
Mrs. Jackson, and has Q boy whose
blonde hair forcibly recalls White |" to
all his old friends.
"White" did not have in his contest
the weight of the "Squire's" influence,
and no probably felt the loss of it greatly.
The discussion had been going on for
about two months, and it seemed to bid
fair TO continue forever, when White "
brought the balance of favor on his side
by winning in that desperate fight with
the three rse-thieves. He killed one,
wounded another and captured the third.
After this he was formally adopted as
"Poliy's husband as Is to be-" and be-
oane almost ~ great favorite with the
men a. the gira herself. But all this time
you do not know Hurry at all.
Harry jackson was the assistant super
intAndent Of the Lone Star mine. He
stood about six feet In his stockings, was
rather handsome, ~ good natured as a
man could Be, and smphatioally . nioe
fellow In svery way. After his work he
could always be found at the "squire's."
Things went On very smoothly-af for
Polly, she had loved him from the first
and there did rot seem to be anything
which could interrupt the pleasant love-
a. L. ..,.x III
the meh In camp, knew OF the engage
meut, bss, 9plike the rest, he rebelled
against n bitterly. Jose hated Harry.
One fjne evening the boys were In front
OF Hank Barton's saloon, when the squire
was seen coming hastily down the street.
Az soon AZ they caught sight Of him they
make him move with such undignified
haste.
"Boys," said the painting squire, when
he reached the steps, has any Of ye seen
Pollyf"
"Not around here, squire, said Jim, as
he got up. "Mebbs her an Whites takin'
Q walk"
"Mebbe," put in the squire, sinking
into chair as he mopped his forehead
with bis big bandanna.
"For all that, mebbe she ain't," said
Jim. "Here, you boy, run down to the
claim an SEQ II Whites thar"
The boy had scarcely started out on his
srrand when White was seen walking
down the road alone. A dozen voices
hailed him % the squire started up from
his seat, while Jim, vaulting over the rail,
ran up to meet him. II took but few
seconds for Harry to reach the steps; and
In answer TO the eager questions Of the
men, he stated that he had not seen Polly
since about half past one In the afternoon,
when she had spoken to him, standing on
the edge OF the high gravel, he being at
the time down in the claim. She had
been gathering flowers and had large
bunch OF them, two or three Of which
she had thrown down TO him. These he
produced. They proved to be common
white id-howers, quantities OF which
grew In q little glen about mile to the
east of the cabin. The frst thing to do
was, evidently, TO visit the glen In ques-
tion, and it did not take many minutes
for a dozen OF the men to saddle up as
many mules or horses In the corral, and
start Oh. The glen being reached, they