Arizona republican., 1893-06-24

dmazcment too deep for words fel. bis heart almost stop beating as the whole truth Of the matter flashed across his mind.
 Dragging himself still farther for ward, Uncle Sol craned his neck until he could sec what was going on below. Brad had disinterred small square trunk of Japanned tin, which stood open on the sand. His father had taken out one of the papers and, light ing match, was reading the heading. 'Last will and testament of Joshua Belchers, Esq.," he read aloud. Hum. well, l hardly know what to do about , this"
 It occurred to Uncle Sol that an hon. est man would know without studying such question for moment.
 "Burn it, of course," tersely respond , cd Brad.
 "lf did" said his father. solemnly, , ''it would only be to-er-save you from the consequences of what you have done"
 "Gammon!" sneered Brad. "You know you're as anxious to hold onto the property as 1 am. Burn it, say" Mir Belchers pretended to hesitate. Then drawing another match from his pocket, he struck it on the rock as the two stood close together. Uncle Sol opened his mouth to veil, when suddenly he overbalanced him self and down he went, the yell escap- ing as he pitched forward. Falling down the steep and slippery ledge. he struck heavily on Mir. Belcher's head and Brad's shoulders, throwing them both to the sand.
 Neither of them stopped here. Two more frightened individuals never scrambled from n recumbent posture and took to their heels without as much as casting glance behind
 "Ye couldn't sec 'em for the sand they kicked up behind 'cm," chuck lingly observed Uncle Sol, as ten min utes later he displayed to Jacks aston ished eyes the tin trunk containing the missing will, and told his story with great gusto.
 'I knowed I'd St even with them two critters, only l didn't think it would be so soon," said Uncle Sol: "an' now, Jack, don't lose minute, but hurry up to Lawyer Titcombs and en- ter complaint agin 'em for larcenizn' mans will with intent to defraud, or whatever you call it"
 What for?" tranquilly interrupted Jack.
 Sos to have 'em both putin states prison, of course" returned Uncle Sol, with bcwildered stare.
 "Ill think about it, Uncle Sol" said Jack. quietly. And then, taking the tin trunk, he made his way up town.
 But instead of stopping at Lawyer Titcnmb's he kept on till he reached the old homestead, where Mir Belchcrs and Bradford had taken up their abode.
 Tho lawyer and his son, having re- covered from their fright, were about to return 10 the shore when Jack ap- peared. At the sight of the trunk the two grew pale as ashes.
 "l will trouble you both to leave my premises" coolly observed Jack. 'I happen to have here the will which you, Brad. stole and hid away. and you, Mir. BclchC~," turning to the lawyer. 'in- tended to burn"
 What could be said to such an accusa- tion? Mir. Belchcrs stammcred some thing about mistake and hvrricdly departed.
 "I suppose now you've got the whip handyou'll ray us off incur own coin," doggedly remarked Brad, who had lin gcred behind.
 "What do you mcan?" asked Jack.
 "Why, shove us into prison"
 'l shall do nothing of the kind" firmly returned Jack, though you both deserve it. No one but Uncle Sol Max well and know what you have done, and don't intend anyone shall"