Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-09-05

call, and if yer right I'll pack. but If
yer wrong I'll stay
Bob bit his lips.
is it a go?" asked Sam
.'And the one that goes, does he take
his share?" Bob asked.
ssHe takes that" answered Sam,
pointing to the chest. IF yer call
right yer have Lil-and take the mug
get, but if wrong yer go with the mug
get and | stay with the gall
ut seems a bit funny"
But" interrupted the other, tits
way out of the wood; if we both stay
there'll be shootin'."
"All right, Ugly, it's a bargain. Bob
drew long breath. We'll stick by
the spin of that there dollar
1--WE will. Shall thrown" asked
Sam quietly.
eyes," came from Bob in the same
tone.
"Call while its high" said Sam, and
up it went-spinning round and round
in the air.
''It's heads" he cried; 1--WE lost"
"And I've Won" cried Sam, rushing
over to the place and picking up the
dollar, my dear old lucky coin," and
he put it to his lips and kissed it-then
went to Bob, who was looking out of
the window.
"Shake!" he said, holding out his
hand.
Bob turned and took it, gripping
hard.
Here's the key of the chest--you've
got the nugget" said Ugly Sam.
"Yes-that's right enough replied
Bob the Beauty with choke; I'll be
off in the morning"
1t was early when Bob got up next
morning-so early that there was only
a very faint tinge of light in the east
but he hadn't slept wink, so it was as
good as tossing about for another hour
or so.
He Unattached the door of the shanty
as noiselessly as he could for fear of
waking Sam, who was snoring away on
his back, and slipped out into the open
Although he had gone out so quietly,
the click of the latch had been enough
for Sam, who awoke to find himself
laughing, positively laughing, he was
so happy.
Quite an hour passed before he
dressed himself, a bit smarter than
usual, and went out. He even picked
little yellow flower that was growing
among the grass by the side of the
track, and put it in his buttonhole.
He had been walking for some time
now and then breaking into song in his
deep, rough voice, and hardly noticing
where he went--till he looked up and
found himself by Peep Hollow, some
way out of camp-so he sat down with
his back against big pine and lit his
pipe.
"As happy as king I'd be-" he
started to sing between the puffs of
smoke, when he stopped suddenly, for
coming along the path toward him he
saw slight figure in big straw hat
His heart gave bound-it was Lii!
Ugly sat very still as she approached
and she didn't see him, being very in
terested in something she was talking
to-he strained his ears to listen.
You dear, dear old fellow-how 1
love you-better than all the world
Sleepy Camp thrown in,'
1t was photo picture she addressed
these remarks to, Sam could make that
much out.
Sam had stopped his song to listen,
and it was some moments before he
thought of getting up to follow her,
but he did after time and tried to
make out the way she had gone.
He had been breaking through the
underground for a few minutes when
he saw something on the ground few
yards ahead.
It's the picture she had" said Sam
to himself. so he forced his way to the
spot where it lay. 1t was face down
ward-he picked it up and turned it
overt was the Beauty's.
Sam let it fall with half stified cry
and put his hand to his throat, then
kicked his way out to the track again
and made for the shanty. Reaching
the hut he pushed the door open and
stumbled in. Bob hadn't returned (his
things were still unpacked); he took a
long time to say goodby to his friends.
He sat down and then, with his great
heart like a lump of lead, wrote in a
very illegible hand:
Dear Beauty-Your sure ter be
knocked when yer see this, but you'll
be glad. We tossed fair and square
for the gal. and | won, well-I were a
fool ter think that gal would like me
in pref. ter you. Anyway, soon found
ny mistake, so Pm goin' instead of you.
The 'rangements were that if one
had Lii, the other had the nugget-so
being it belongs ter me, but amt 60