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with wild gesture of fear and loath-
ing, she rushed into the cottage.
William Jones walked over and
picked up the ring, while Monk stood
scowling darlxly after the fugitive.
"What the devil ails the grip cried
the latter, with fierce oath, pocket
ing the present.
''Dunno. She's never been the same
since-since the painter chap went
missing. I'm Altered he turned the
gals head"
"He'll turn no more heads" mutt
tered Monk under his breath. He
added aloud and with decision:
''There must be an end to this. She
must be married to me at once"
"Do you mean it, master? When you
spoke on it fust thought you was jok-
ing"
'Then you were fool for your
pains. She's old enough and bold
enough and vixenish enough; but I'll
tame her. tell you there must be no
delay. My minds made up, and I'll
wait no longer"
Sinking their voices they continued
to talk together for some time. Now
Matt was crouching close to the thres-
hold, and had heard every word Of the
above conversation, and much that
followed it. When Monk walked away
and disappeared, leaving William
Jones ruminant at the broken gate.
she suddenly reappeared.
Curiously enough all her excitement
had departed. Instead of weeping or
protesting, she looked at William
Jones-and laughed.
Monk had left his horse at the coast
guard station. Remounting, he rode
rapidly away through the sand hills in
the direction of the lake. As he ap-
preached the spot Of the old encamp-
ment, he. saw that the caravan had
gone.
He rode on thoughtfully till he
gained the highway, when he put his
horse into q rapid trot. just before he
gained the gate and avenue near to
which he had first encountered Brink
lev. he saw the caravan before him on
the dusty road.
He hesitated for a moment; then
hurried rapidly forward, and, arriving
close to the vehicle, saw the Irishman's
head looking round at him from the
drivers seat He beckoned, and Tim
pulled up.
HAS your master returned2 am in
formed that he has been missing for
some DAYS. Z
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cealing the papers which might have
proved the identity of the child found
washed ashore fifteen years ago! Do
you hear?''
Mr.. Monk evidently knew the nature
of the man with whom he had to deal,
for, after a little more conversation,
William Jones. covering like fright
ened child, promised implicit obedi-
ence.
Nov, then,' said Monk, when he
had brought matters to satisfactory
Termination, ''you will show me this
hiding place of yours.
To this William Jones at first object
ed, but Monk was firm.
.tWho knows said he, .but there
may be other things having reference
to the child. mean to see for myself.
Now. William Jones?"
So William Jones, seeing that re-
sistance would be useless, promised to
conduct his friend to the cave, and,
after good deal Of hesitation and Of
continued show of unwillingness on
William Jones' part, the two men
started of.
When they drew near to the cave,
William Jones. gave cry and pointed
to the sand. Looking down, Monk
clearly saw the footprints. They fol-
lowed them and found that they led
right to the mouth Of the cave.
..It's standing opens cried William
Jones, as he pointed down with tren-
Ef aE5 y
bling finger.
Follow me!'' said Monk, crawling
down into the hole.
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as much, whereupon Monks fury was
about to rise again.
"Mr Monk cried William Jones. in
terror, ''loqk We now, tell me what's
the matter?'
81 mean you to tell me what you
have been hiding from me all these
years. Something came ashore with
that child-something that might leatk
to her identity, and you have keptJt,
thinking to realize money upon it. or
to have me in your power. What
means it? Speak, or I'll strangle your
But William Jones was evidently un-
able to speak, being perfectly par
alyzed with fear. Monk stretched forth
his hands to seize him again, when the
old man. who had been Mortified
spectator of all this, suddenly broke in
with:
''Look We. now, l know there was
summat. 1t were leetle book. stuffed
in the front of her frock!''
"a book!' returned Monk, eagerly;
land what did you do with it? Tell me
that, you old fool! Did you burn it?''
'sBurn it?'' exclaimed the other mo,
mister, we don't burn nothin', William
and me. You know where you put it,
William, dear. In the old place."
''Then curse you for an avaricious
old devil" Numbered Monk. 1.-THE
book has been stolen-do you hear?-
stolen by that young painter!"
He could say no more; the effect of
his words upon William Jones was
electrical. He gave one wild shrek,
and began tearing his hair. 1t now be-
for some time nothing coherent could
be got from him.
At length, however. Monk gathered
that there was some secret hiding
place which Brinkley had discovered.
II thought his poking and prying
meant summat,'' moaned William
Jones. II fancied, too, seen marks j.
the sand, but never could find NO one
near and I thought they was nav own
marks. Oh, what will come to me! I'm
ruinedn'
Course your folly!'' exclaimed Monk;
''you've brought it all on yourself by
your own greed, and you don't deserve
I should help you; but will help you!
Listen. then! 1t is clear thatEhis young
man has possessed himself somehow of
your secret and mine. But from what
he has said to me, fancy he has not as
yet divulged it to a single soul. He is
the only human being we have to fear.
We must cease to fear him. Do you
understand"
No, William Jones did not under
stand; SO, in order to make his mean
ing clear, Mr.. Monk drew him out of
the cottage and whispered something
in his ear. William Jones turned as
white as death and began to tremble
all over.
81 couldn't do it, SIR" he moaned.
"Look, We, now-I couldn't do it!''
Monk stamped his foot impatiently;
then he turned to his frightened victim:
"Listen to me, William Jones. You
ought to know by this time that have
both tie power and determination to
effect my ends. Continue to oppose
me and play the fool and all that
power shall be used against you. Do
you hear? will ruin you! I will
hand you over to the authorities as q
thief! will have you tried for con-
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Jones followed in terror.

Jones followed in terror.
AS he reached the rocks below he
heard asharp cry, and looking down
saw, by the dim light Of a candle stuck
in the wall, Brinkley struggling help
lessly in the powerful grip of Monk.
He had been sprung upon from be-
hind, and was helpless through sort
of garote.
Mortified and trembling, William
Jones was rooted TO his place.
Suddenly he saw the young man fall
backward lifeless, and, with one last
gasp, lie perfectly still. Monk stopped
over him, and looked into his face.
80 Mr.. Monk!'' cried William, sis he
is he''-
HE is dead!' was the reply. $50
much the better"
AS he spoke, he bent down and
searched the young man pockets. His
brow blackened, for he did not find
what he sought. Then he took the
light from the wall, and held it close
to Brinkley's eyes.
Satisfied that he did not breathe, he
climbed up the path and rejoined his
trembling companion. They passed
opt: of the place, hurriedly replacing
tie trap-door, and piled on said and
stones.
.'Therev' said Monk, with q wild
smile on his deadly pale face. ''He
won't trouble either of us again. Come,
GOMEZ
And he strobe hastily away, fol-
lowed by William Jones, leaving the
young man of the caravan in the sub
terranean tomb.
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He fought very deeply, but when he
reached the caravan he found he had
come to no definite conclusion as to his
plans He therefore partook cheerful
~ of the repast which Tim had prepared
for him, and after he had smoked q
couple of pipes in the open air he re-
The next morning he bse ego; ponder:
ing again.
II have got my trump card, I" he said
to himself. "but how to play up to it?
I have splendid hand, but it will
want skillful managing if am to win
the game. One false move would do
for me, for my opponents are crafty as
foxes; and there are two against one.
What is my right move, wonder? I
wish some good fairy would guide mer'
He took out his pipe, which was his
usual consider, and smoked while he
took few turns on the greensward
outside the caravan.
Suddenly an idea struck him.
II think I'll pay do1niciliary visit
TO Mr.. Monk" he said. II can meet
him now on pretty equal terms. If
aint few things to him the amiable
gentleman may think of becoming
lust
He called up Tim and sent him on
s,o1ne trivial errand down to the village.
As soon as he was well out of the way
Brinkley entered the caravan, pro-
luced some papers from the inner
pocket of his coat and locked them up
securely in his trunk.
$50 far so good" he said. "My
amiable friend may not be in an amia-
ole mood, and don't wish him to get
any advantage of me!''
He did not even take with him the
key of the box, but having attached to
it a small piece of paper, on which were
some written instructions, he hid it in
the caravan and started off upon his
journey.
1t was a dark, gloomy morning, Civ
ing every promise of coming storms.
AS he passed through the wood which
surrounded Monkshurst house the wind
whistled softly among the trees, max
ing moan like the sound of human
voices
IA gloomy place" said eBrinkley; "a
TT residence for such as he. A dark
deed might be committed here, and
who would know?''
The path which he travelled was a
neglected carriage drive. strewed with
stones, overgrown with weeds and
bordered on either side by the thick
frees of the forest. Presently the trees
aarted and he came in view of the
house. o..
A large gloony-looking building, as
neglected as the woodland, in the CEN
Yer of which it stood. Itseemed as it
only part of it was inhabited, and the
large garden at it's back was unpro-
tected by any wall and full of over
grown fruit trees.
The door was opened by grim, ell
Gerly woman. He inquired for Mr..
Monk, and was informed that he was
at home, The next minute he was
standing in a lonely library, where the
owner of the house was busy writing.
Monk rose, and the two stood face to
1ace.
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returned, looking greatly Troubled;
her eyes were red, too, as If she had
been crying.
s. whats the matter now?" demand
ed William, who had left his usual seat
and was standing at the door.
''Nowt,'' said Matt, wiping her eye
lids with the back of her hand.
'.Don you tell no lies. You've heerd
summat? Stop! What's that there I'M
der your arm?''
Ali at once he had perceived that she
carried "a large roll of something
wrapped in brown paper. He took it
from her and opened it nervously. 1t
was the crayon portrait of herself ex-
ecuted by the defunct artist.
''Who gave you this here?' cried
William Jones, trembling more than
ever.
"Tim."
"Who's hep
Him as come looking arter his mas
ter. The painter chap amt round; and
now Tins goin' away in the cart to
tell his friends. And he give me this
my pictur'; he give it to me to keep.
l mean to keep it now he's dead!''
|. William Jones handed% back the pic
.ure, and seemed relieved. indeed,
when it was out of his hands.
"Dead?'' he muttered, not meeting
MATHS eyes. but looking right out to
sea- "Who told you he was dead?'
Matt did not reply, but Cazed at Will
liam SO long and so signi ficantly that
the man, conscious of her scrutiny,
turned and plunged into the darkness
of his dwelling.
An hour later loud voice summoned
him forth. He went to the door, and
there was Monk, of Monkshurst. It
was the first time they. had met since
they parted on the night of the muir
der. Monk was dressed in dark sum-
nler suit, and looked unusually spick
and span.
"Where's the grip he cried, after
whispered colloqsy of some minutes.
"Matt, where are you?"
In answer to the call Matt appeared
at the door. No sooner did she per-
ceive Monk than she trembled violent
~ and grew very pale.
''Come here, Matt, he said. with an
insinuating smile. "See! I've brought
something for you-something pretty
for you to wear"
AS he spoke he drew from his waist
coat pocket small gold ring, set with
turquoise stones. But Matt still trem-
bled, and shrank away.
81 don't want It'll sha'n't wear it,"
she cried. y,
Nonsense, Matt! said Monk. :'Why,
it's ring fit for a lady. Come, let me
put it on your finger
So great seemed her agitation, so
deep her dread of him, that she could
not stir; so that when he approached,
laughing, and caught her round the
waist, he slipped the ring on her finger
before she could resist. But it only re-
manned there moment. With quick,
sharp cry, she tore herself free, and,
taking the ring off, threw it right
away from her upon the sand. Then
The Irish standard., 1893-09-23
(To be Continned.)

The exact amount Of money in circula-
ton inthe United Kingdom is not known.
The Mint authorities estimate the
amount Of gold at about 9110 00O,00 pes
which about one fourth lis represented
by half soyereie,s
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Tim shook his head very dolef u11y Il
II. No. sir; sorra sight have i seen OH
him for three days and three nightsIs
Pm going back wild the haste and the
house, to. tell his. friends the bad news
Maybe it's making fun Of me he is
and I'll find him somewheres on the
road
81 hope you WILL" said Monk, sym@
pathetically. 81 think - hum -.it ii
quite possible he has, as yoa suggest,
wandered ho1neward. Good day to
YOU
So saying, Monk turned off by the
gate which they had just reached, and
rode away up the avenue.
Tim looked after him till he disap-
peared. Then the same curious change
came over him which had come over
Matt after she had been listening to
the colloquy between Monk and Will
liam Jones. j,
He laughed!
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and the morning sun was creeping in
at the windows. He looked around
and saw that he was still alone. He
went into MATHS room-it was empty.
She had not returned.
He was now filed with a vague un-
easiness. He made upsa bit of fire and
was about to issue forth again in search
of the truant, when all further trouble
was saved him-the door opened and
Matt herself appeared.
She seemed almost as much disturbed
as William Jones himself. Her face
was very pale, her hair wild, her dress
in great disorder. She started on see
ing him, then, assuming a devil-may-
care look, she lounged in:
!, You're up early; William Jones"
Eyes, am up early" he replied,
grufay; "'cause why?-'cause I amt
been to bed. And where have you
been?-jest you tell me that
''Why-I've been out, of course re-
turned the girl, defantly.
THAT won't do, Matt" returned
William Jones. ''Come, you'll jest tell
me where you've been. You amt been
out all night for nothing"
The girl gave him a look, half of de-
fance, half of curiosity; then she threw
herself down, rather than sat, upon a
chair.
Il am tired, I am" she said, land
hungry and cold!''
''Will you tell me where you've been,
Matt?" cried William Jones. trembling
with suspicious alarm.
Course will, if you keep quiet
said the girl in answer: ''There amt
much to tell neither were awav
along to Pancroes when the heavy
rain came on, then lay down behind
q haystack and fell asleep, and when I
woke up it was daylight and l come
home"
William Jones looked at her stead
fastly and long; then, as if satisfied,
he turned away. About an hour later
he left the hut and walked along the
shore straining his eyes seaward. But
instead of looking steadfastly at one
spot, as his custom was, he paused
now and again to gaze uneasily about
him. At every sound he started and
turned pale. In truth, he was becom-
ing a veritable coward-afraid almost
Of the sound of his own footsteps on
the sands
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
BELIEVED IN woMAN's RIGHTS

She Saw No Reason Why She Should Not
Stop and Get q Shine.
Elena, I'm going to get my shoes
BACKED.
"Here, boy"
ooh, don't, Mabel. Think how it'll
lookl"
Don't care. That wagon splashed
mud all over Them" said Mabel.
1t was a case OF woman's rights.
1t was at Thirty-ninth street and
Broadway, yesterday afternoon, says
the New York Record, and the two
girls were stylishly and elegantly
dressed.
While crossing in front of the Metro
politan opera house a wagon splashed
the shoes of both girls, and Mabel in
siated that she would assert her rights.
Here, boy! say, boy! come herein
black my shoes!"
The young gamin grinned, unslung
his blacking kit, and set to work on the
dainty boot set before him.
"1 just think I've got as much right
to get my shoes BACKED in the street as
men have" said the girl, snucily.
"Oh, Mabel, you mortify me. Come
away, that's q dear"
mot till 1 get q shine"
Men passing by looked once, twice,
even thrice, smiled and passed on.
A group of youngsters gathered and
gazed at the novel sight, but the girl
never finched.
When the shine was finished she
tossed the boy a dime and started down
the street, answering tartly her COM
panion's "How could your Just think
| of itl'
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
~ A HUeBUB IN GERMANY.

Proposed Increase OF Army Burdens Fills
Tax-Payers with Oismay.
While France, England and Australia
are confronted by more or less destruc-
tive civil broils in the shape of strikes
and lockouts, Germany is somewhat
grimly preparing for the international
conflict which we are constantly told is
inevitable, but which somehow or other
has not yet come off, says the Review
of Reviews. In order to bring the Ger
man army up to the numerical strength
of the French, the government has pro-
posed to increase the annual draft by
10000 men a year and to reduce the
term of service from three years to two.
They also propose to add $40, 600, 900 a
year to the army estimates, which al
ready amount to 800, O0O, 900 per an
num-. There is a great hubbub in Ger
many owe this increase of the burdens
of the Fatherland. Already German
industry suffers to an extent almost in
conceivable in countries which are not
plagued with CONSUMPTION. The pros
pect of increased taxation On beer, to-
bacco, etc., fills the common man with
dismay. Bismarck also has lost no
time in letting it be understood hat he
is as much as eve opposed to reducing
the number of years Of military service,
and a ~by-election in Bavaria, in which
an anti-government Catholic nearly de-
feated a ministerial supporter of the
center, has caused grave uneasiness in
Berlin. Negotiations are going with
the pope, who, ~curiously enough, seems
likely to have the commanding voice in
fixing the quota of soldiers in the
army of the first Protestant power
or the continent-the Luther celebra-
| ton notwithstanding.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09

in it." He would think there was
something in it il we should print
one half OF what we know about him.
He would build a bonfire to light
himself out OF the canyon.
The Rev. F. S. Witter arrived Sat-
urday evening and held services in
the new church yesterday morning
and evening. The Rev. gentleman
made a very favorable impression on
our people and the INDEPENDENT
hopes he will see his way clear to re-
main among us.
Lyon County Times:-The roads
are so rough in Mason Valley that a
rancnor who bad to take milk four
miles to the creamery found one
morning that his milk was
churned when ne reached the cream
cry. He delivered the buttermilk
and returned bone with his butter.
Carson Misunderstanding mob vio-
lence, E. Fl. s. Mulder on being dis
charged from custody this morning,
refused to leave the Sheriff's Office
and demanded protection until such
time as he conld get out Of town.
Sheriff Kinney and Deputy. Ullrick
promised him the asked-for protec-
ton.
Genoa Conrier:-This is about che
finest weather for January that ever
slid down the silent stairway Of the
stars. Nevada beats the world for
sunny days and starry nights. Foster,
OF any other man who makes a bust
ness of predicting storms for Nevada,
had better "come in out of the wet"
Sunshine is the regular thing here.
Prof Mulder. the Carson swindler,
was discharged by the District Court
at Carson last Friday. Hon. VIM,
WOODBURY. demurred to the indict.
ment and on the District Attorney
admitting that the indictment was de.
fective, Judge Rising set it aside and
ordered the defendant discharged.
Mulder passed east on No. 1 this
morning.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
NOTICE TO CREDITORS.

Estate OF Ursula Ostreicher, deceased:
Notice is hereby given by tho under
signed, administrator OF tho estate Of
Ursula Ostreichor, deceased, to the
creditors Of, and to ali persons having
claims against the said deceased, to
exhibit them with tho necessary
vouchers, within three months after
the fret publication of this notice, to
the said undersigned administrator
Mt the store Of the Elko-Tuscarora
Mercantile Company, in the town Of
Elko, in the county Of EilSo, the same
being his place for tho transaction OF
the business Of said estate.
w. r.. SMITH,
Administrator of euid estate. ;
Elk, Dec. 10, 1902. 4w
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
Left for Other Chimes.

1t is reported in the western part
Of the State that a certain federal Of
fetal has left for parts unknown, leav-
ing his bondsmen in the lurch to the
amount OF $1,000. The Reno Gazette
says that one Of the levanting officials
bondsmen is authority for the state
ment. The INDEPENDENT has not
learned the name OF the official,
though it has some information lead
ing it 10 believe that he is very popu-
lar In Elko with everybody who knows
him and it sincerely hopes that the
rumors Of his misdoings are not true.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
Sealed Proposals
CLERKS OFFICE, J
COUNTY OF ELKo, J
STATE OF NEVADA, J

Sealed proposals are hereby invited
by the Board of County Commission
ers to bury all indigents who may die
in the County Hospital in the town
of Elko, for the ensuing two years.
Said proposals to be filed with the
Clerk on or before February 6, 1892.
The Board reserves the right to re-
ject any and all bids.
E. E. BILKEY,
Clerk of Board.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
Cause to
morning,

A compositor or the Appeal staff
wishes the practice denounced of
ladies holding their skirts too high
when crossing n muddy street.
He says that there is a modest
limit to the raising OF tho dress and
that the edge Of the skirt a few inches
above the mud is enough. The reason
Of his feeling in the matter is that
yesterday while watching a lady Cross
the street, who showed an exception
ally pretty ankle-and ever more
he ran his face against a tree 10 front
of the Capitol square and was nearly
knocked s~enseless. The poor fellow
certainly has just cause for indigna-
tion.HAppeal.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
INDUSTRY AND STATISTICS.

THERE are 1000, 900 metal miners.
ONE pounds weight Of bees contains
$3.50 insects.
CANADA hos 1,OOO,O 900 miles of unex-
plored territory.
IN 1900, $1,000 pounds Of oon were
grown in south Georgia.
THE number of deaths in the entire
world in a century is estimated to be
1900, 000, 900.
In 1860 we produced $4,000 tons of pa
per; in 1890 100000 tons, or 100, 900
tons more than the total product Of Eu-
ropean paper mills,
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09
TOUGH ON THE TlPPLER.

JoNEs-"Did Jaglet have any scruples
about the case?" Judson-"I think
about three from the way his breath
smelled."-Inter Ocean.
RoUNDER-"Shay, can you show me
wire 1 live?" Policeman-t'But ] don't
know YOU" Rounder-'%Thash awri!
My wife will ~introdoosh ~you."-Puck.
STELLA-"Did you know that Mr..
Tippler runs n laundryP Fannie
''How did you find out2" Stella-"I
heard Tom soy that Mr.. '.Tipplcr had
three sheets in the wind last night
Inter Ocean.
THERE, dcur," said Mrs. Mcbride,
when the curtain went down, and she
handed him a couple of cloves. "Therc,
dear, you won't need to go out between
the acts tonight. Wasn't I thought
fulP"-N. Y. Sun.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09

cred the next year a fine forest of
telegraph poles"
"That's nothing TO my State" said
a native Of Illinois. "a cousin Of
mine who lives there lost a button of
his jacket and in less than a month he
found a brand-new suit OF clothes
hanging on a fence near the spot."-
Texas Siftlngs.
Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1893-01-09

Owing to the rush of work DR..
Moore does not know when he will
leave Elko on his professional trip,
but requests all having work they
wish done to call and make an ap-
%pointment before it is too late.