Arizona republican., 1898-08-24

information that does not belong t. me alone? I have TO right to spcal, O.: : business which concerns others with out then peirlission.'
 "-\ll. :icn there are at least two others coEcer.:sl in the mine, 'said Jennie, gieefiilir. Kenyon is one, l know, who is the other?"
 Miss Brewster, 1 will tell you noth ng."
 "i3ut you have told me something al ready. Please go on and talk, Mr. Nentworth-about anything you He and l shall soon find out ail i want to know about the mine.'
 She raused, but Wentworth re- nained silent, which, indeed, the be- s'ilGcred young man realized was the oniy safe thing to do.
 They s,:cak of the tallsativeness of Womcn," Miss Brewster went on, as if ] soiiloquizing, but it is nothing to that 2f the men. Once set man talking md you learn everything he knows besides ever so much more that he 1oesn't.''
 Miss Brewster had abandoned her very talllative attitude, with it's sug- rcstion of confidential relations, and aad removed her elbows from the ta- ;le, sitting now back in her chair gag rg drcanily at the dingy window which let the light in from the dingy court. She seemed to have forgotten hat Wentworth was there, and said 1 more to herself than to him:
 T wonder if Kenyon would tell me about the mine?"
 You might ask him."
 "No, it wouldn't do any good,' she continued, gently shaking her head. He's one of your silent men, and there are so few of them in this world! Per Eaps 1 had better go to William Long worth himself; he is not suspicious of me-
 And as she said this she threw a l quick glance at Wentworth, and the unfortunate young mans face at once told her that she had hit the mark. S2e bent her brow over the table and !ughed with such evident enjoyment nat Wentworth, in spite of his heip- i less anger, smiled grimly.
 Jennie raised her head, but the sight ! If his perpleXed countenance was too 1 much for her, and it was some time be- ore her merriment allowed her to | peak. At last she said:
 'Wouldn't you like to take me by the shoulders and put me out of the room. ,Ir. Wentworth?"
 ''I'd like to take you by the shoulders i nd shake you"
 ! II i I'd could not be permitted. We must ave punishment to the law, you know, i though 1 do tbinli man should be
 flowed to turn an objectionable visit -.. into the street."
 Miss Brewster" cried the young
 :an, earnestly, leaning over the table oward her, why don't you abandon
 our horrible inquisitorial profession
 nd put your undoubted talents to .ome other uSe?'
 What, for instance?"
 'Oh-any thing"
 Jennie rested her fair cheek against CT open palm again and looked at the i;ngy window. There was a long si- ence between them. Wentworth Was
 bsorbed in watching ner clear-cut pro- .le and her white throat, his breath ,uickening as he feasted his eyes OF Ter beauty. ~~-'-~-- -.'- =---- '-'
 T have always got angry" she said vt last, in low voice, with the culver f suppressed sigh in it. ''when other -:eopie have said th3t to mel wonder why it is I merely. feel hurt and sad rIen you say it. It is sc easy to gay oh-any thing'-so eaSy-so easy. You are a man, with the strength and de- termination of 2 man, yet you have met with disappointnacnts and obsta cles that have required all your cour -i.re to overcome. Every man has, and with most men it is a fight until thy Lead is gray and the brain weary with the ceaseless struggle. The world i> utterly mercilcss; it will trample you down reicntlessiy if 1t can, and if your Vigilance reiaXcs for moment it will teal your crust and leave you to starve When l think Of tl.is inccssant. suIlen l 'ontest, with no quarter c-ivan or taken l shuddcr ard pray that may die be fore I am at tine mercy of the piti1es- world. When i came to LCndon l saT. for the first time in my life that hope less melancholy promenade of the sandwich men, human wreckagc drift ing along the edge of the street, as ii they had been cast up there by the rushing tide sweeping past them. They-they seemed to ne like tot tering procession of the dead-and on their backs was the announcement ot a play that was making all London roar with laughter-the awful comed J and tragedy of it! Well, l simpl. :, couldn't stand it. I had to run up |; side street and cry like the little foo l was, right in broad daylight"
 Jennie paused and tried to laugh, but the effort ended in a sound suspiciousl, like a sob, and she dashed her hand with quick impatience, across her eyes, from which Wentworth had neve, taken his own, watching them dim as | the light from the window proved toe