The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-06-30

to raise the money for the first payment
and the erection Of the works necessary
for its development and he had come TO
realize that, Of a verify, faith without
works is dead"
His company was not rich; Lambert,
its heaviest stakeholder was worse than
poor, being heels over head in debt.
There were plenty Of people he did not
dare to meet because of overdue notes,
several clubs he could not go near on &C
count of delinquent dues, and number
less underbred tradesmen who made his
life q burden But in the success of this
deal he saw the END Of all his troubles
The loUngers a Jund the little hotel
eyed him curiously as he drove up, and
followed at his heels as he made his way
into the Office, for such turnout was
not often seen in that part of the coun-
try. Lambert pushed mis- way through
the crowd without seeing them, and
drank champagne to his rising fortunes
as the uncOCled beer trinhled down his
dusty throat. The name of Johnson, Of
the Mammoth Mineral Monopoly, 1on the
register, made him open his eyes trifie
wider. OF course, there was no reason
why johnson should not be there, if he
chose but there was a GOODNESS between
the two members of the two cOmpan es,
especially between Johnson and himself
The county records showed the title
of the land to be vested in one Antonio
Maria Lopez, so early the next morning
Lambert started off to find her. But
once out on the country roads In the
wastes Of brown stubblefelds, the direc-
tons he had received at the hotel became
confused No one seemed to know any
thing about the distance and it had been
Variously estimated from bout fifteen
mile to twenty. After following for sew
eral hours a road that seemed to have
one of whom he might inquire the way,
and the first sign OF life that came in
sight was the figure of woman walking
toward him. But when he was almost
near enough to address her, she stopped
drew her sun bonnet over her eyes tuck
ed her skirts into one hand, and scaled
the four-railed fence as neatly as a boy
might have done. Then, looking over her
shoulder toward the dustcloud down the
road. she slipped behind bowlder and
waited for the wheels to pass. AS the
dust enveloped her in q binding cloud the
smart trap was brought up short with
clanking of chains and silver mountings
Gould you tell me wnetner or not this
Is the road to the Lopez place." Lambert
asked
The sun bonnet jerzed. forward in an
affirmative nod
Then perhaps you will be so good as
to direct me to it," Lambert continued
Yep" answered the girl, its right
here"
\ pause followed, while the man in the
cart looked over the girls head at the
abomination of desolation epitomized in
the prospect before him-the tumbledown
fences, the implanted half-fnished house
the rickety outbuildings, then at the
1orlorn little figure beside the bOwlder
HIS eyes sought hers for further informa-
ton, but the bonnet had closed down
over her features like the shell of an
oyster
Then, perhaps you are Miss I,oDez. "
he ventured, ''the heiress to the estateo"
Nope" returned the bonnet "Tm
Tony Lopez; my folks are dead. and This
here ranch won't be mine till I'm Of age
that's an"
1t was evident, Lambert told himself
as he followed the girl to the house that
the purchase would be an easy matter
Tor she certainly had no idea of the
NaIue OF her scraWny acres. Lambert's
reputation was that he had "a way with
women, whatever that may mean: but
certain 1t is that when his gray ewes
looked straight out from their black
Iashes the object they rested upon. nro-
Nidlng it was of the feminine gender
felt herself for the moment the center of
the universe, and many q wiser girl than
Icny might tell you so. Perhaps that
was the reason; she Stammered and
pushed, slipping her chinela on and Off
at the heel in embarrassment when he
sald: Have you ever thought OF sell
ing your property, Miss Lopez?''
Miss Lopez, to. Ills surprise, he found
non-committal to the last degree All