The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-09-04
BY pHuh sHoup

TIE WE'RE rapidly getting ac-
w quainted. jerry, who if sur
tmed has never wasted time telling
~a news. settled himself on his pine
.sodle couch tipped his hat little fur
.ssr forward so that the sun but gilded
.ao fin of his nose, and delivered his in
..oductory remarks. When the light
La filtered it's way into the under
s.ardinp. we knew that he was of more
han ordinary Importance and his
,ouphing it but the result of whim:
.,nI nothing but his truthful counte-
,ance kept us from sailing the tale
shout the authorities tying down the
Atlantic coast to keep it from tipping
~ when he came west of the Rockies.
Billy Edgerton yawned slightly and
a,ew ND his knees. He said he believed
4, was in poor taste to use titles either
before or after name, even if you did
have right TO lean 'em up against both
ends and that was why he was known
simply as Billy Edgerton. Incidental
H. he informed us that hundred thoub
sspd rubles wasn't such very large re-
ward for the Russian government to
offer for n political offender; but he
nreferred 10 take no chances, and there
fore came up to Lone Star after he had
NET and circumvented in San Francisco
The fourth detective of the imperial
bureau.
Then Johnson, of Colusa, straight
.ned himself up, as if he had just awak
ened from sweet dream of peace. I've
an uncle said he, who is worth $780,
co. and I'm his only heir. I'd think Il
great deal more of him, though. if it
wasn't for my aunt, who don't like
him" Here he paused and blew few
rings from his old cob pipe, but the
question didn't come. You see," he
added. my aunt is worth $1,000, 900, ana
I'm her only heir also"
After that there was more silence, and
albeit we sprawled lazily in front of the
cookhouse. | felt that my autobiog-
raphy was becoming overdue. AS my
worldly effects would scarcely com
fo-tablv clothe a scarecrow, and moth
ing short of morocco binding would
make my personal history attractive,
looked up at the stranger who through
it all had sat quietly on his detected
mule. hoping for a diversion.
"IIowdy. gentlemen" he said. turn
Ing large and solemn eyes upon us and
disclosing a countenance of philosoph-
ical graviey. Each of us acknowl-
edged the salutation by slightly shift
ing his position, and Jerry, whose
tongue is that of multitude. answered
"Howdy."
The newcomer removed his sombrero,
and his hair fell about his head like
shock of overripe wheat. Then he gen
tly laid his fiddle case across the POM
mel of his saddle and asked: rs this
purity good place to stop?"
'We stop here?" answered Jerry,
laconicaly.
Live tol-bly high?"
"Six thousand feet
The late addition Strengthened up.
shook his threadbare coat and lifted
one cowhide boot, dust-whitened in the
erinkles, from the stirrup, and reaching
down, softly tapped the earth with II
10 make sure he was on solid ground.
Then he cautiously dismounted.
Jerry. who is inclined TO be critical.
ngarded the mule with disfavor. His
mner, noting the glance, remarked:
Jeremiah amt the finest-lookin' mule
in the world. but couldn't steal bet
ter had a sight finer one in Tunis,'
he added, deprecatingly.
IN Tunis!" echoed Johnson. Where
have you been?"
IN Nashuay, n Tunis. N Cape Cod,
n Lisbon some time back. That was
before went to Kobe7~went thar from
Paris. which is fair sort of a place.
hated to leave"
Johnson drew his breath and de-
nanded: "Why did you?"
Mutual objections between me n
the gov'ment. Two days war all they
give me to take my last farewell" he
said, slowly rosining his bow.
What did you come up here for?"
ITO git out of civilization" responded
the stranger. I'm disguised. People
lie so thar's trouble everywhere, n the
only man you're sure is anywhar near
square with the law is the Teller jest
outn jail"
There didn't seem to be any use of
asking further questions of the new
conner, but 1 think the opinion was
general that to him truth was stranger
than fiction. He laid his fiddle on the
log and looked attentively at his mule.
IF it wasn't for bein' so Uneasy about
jeremiah, who needs a drink, 1 might
play little tune on the fiddle" he said.
Edgerton took the hint and bucket
went down to the creek.
trife of a glow in the western sky
was all that was left of the day when
Home, Sweet Home" rounded up the
Performance. 1 looked at Edgerton,
VINO was lying with his hands clasped
behind his head, and thought l saw a
ear in his eye; seeing but dimly myself,
=! wasn't certain. But, then and there.
Lone Star adopted Ezekiel and Jere-
miah.
We told him of deserted corral a