Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-08-14

He stood lacking at it for minute.
Gladney You can't drown q mountain
with the squirt of "a ratriesnake' s tooth !;
you can't fiCod memory with cognac.
I've tried it. For Gods sake don t drink
any more. What's the use: Smile in the
seeSlw of the knives. You can only be
killed orce. and. believe me, there's
twice the fun III taking bad luck naked.
as ii were. Do you remember the time
you ana l and Ned Bassett, the II B.
company's man, struck the camp of
blood; on the Gray Goose river: How
the sluaw lied and said he was the
trader chat dropped their messenger in
hot spring, and they began to peel
Ned before or eyes: How he said as
they drew the first chip from his shout
der, Tell the company, boys. that it's
according to the motto on their flag,
Pro Pelle Cutem-Skin For Skin?' How
TIE woman backed down. and he get off
witk strip Of his Isrlt gone: How the
medicine man took little bits OF u, and
the red niggers, too. and put them on the
raw place and fixed him up again:
Well, that's the way to do it, and if
you come mp smiling every time you get
your pound of flesh enc way or another.
Play the game with u clear head and q
little insclence. GladGey, and you won't
find the world so bad at its worst.
80 much for so much Now for the
commission You gave me. I'd rather it
had been anything else, for think I'm
the last man ill the world for duty
where women are concerned. That reads
queer, bat You LnOw what | mean.
mean that women puzzle me, and I'm
apt to take them too literally. If
found your wife, and she wasn't as
straightforward as yOu are, Jack Glad.
ncy, I'd us Ike as not get things in a
tanclc. You know thought il would
he better to let things slcep-resurrcc-
tons are uncomfortable things mostly.
However. here l am to do what $ pussi-
BILE. What have l done. Nothing
haven't found her yet. Yon didn't want
me to advertise, and | haven't She
hasn't been acting for "a long time, and
no one seems to know exactly where
she is. She WAS travelling abroad with
some people called Branscombes. and
| N going TO send Il letter through their
agent. We shall see.
Lastly, fer business I've fioatcd the
Aurora company with Il capital Of ST.
900, 600, and that ought to carry the
thing for al we want to do. So be joy-
full. But you shall have full particulars
next mail. I'm just off to Hcrridon for
the waters. Can you think il, Gladnev
Mark Telford, late of the II. b. c..
coming down to that: But it's fact.
Lunchcons and dinners Ill London, E.
c., fiery work. and so its stand by the
halyards for bad weather. Once more.
keep your nose up to the wind, and be-
lievc that am always" etc.
He read it through. dwelling here
and there as if To reconsider, and, when
1t was finished. put it back into his peck
ct. tore up the envelope and let it fall
to the ground Presently he said: III
cable tho money over and send the let
ter on next mail. Strange that didn
think Of cabling yesterday. However,
it's all the same. -
So saying, he came down the moor in
to the town and sent his cable, then
went to his hotel and had dinner. Aft
or dinner he again went for Il walk. He
was thinking hard, and that did not
render him less interesting He was
tall and muscular. yet not heavy, with
Il lean dark face. keen. steady eyes, and
dignIticd walk. He wore a blact: soft
felt hat and red silk sash which lust
peeped from beneath his waistcoat-in
all. striking yet net bizarre. and nota-
bly, Of gentlemanlike manner. What ar
rested attention most. however, was his
voice. People who heard it invariably
! turned To look or listened from sheer
pleasure. 1t was of such penetrating
clearness that if he spoke in an ordinary
tone il carried far. Among the Indians
of the Hudson Bay company, where
he had been for six years or more, he
had been known as Man of the Gold
Threat. and that long before he was