Windham County reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1901-1906, 1902-03-28
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CHAPTER I-CONTINUED. '
~ hope there's nothing wrong7'
Madge questioned anxiously.
Nothing to worry over" laughed
, "Only little more fun for our money
} By the way, Miss Cullen" went on
| to avoid her questions, eff you hav'
, your letters ready and will let me hav'
them at once, can get them on No. 4. ,
Miss Cullen blushed as if had sale
) somethingI ought not to have and STAN
mered, IL didn't write them, aftel
all.
II beg your pardon, I said, thinking
what Ounce 1 had been not to under
stand that the letters Of both herself
and Lord Rallies had been only pretext
to get away from the rest of us.
My apology and evident embarrass
ment deepened Miss Cullen's blush five.
fold, and she said hurriedly, Il found ]
was tired, and SO, instead of writing,
went to my room and rested.
suppose any girl would have invent
ed the same yarn, yet it hurt me more
than the bigger one she had told on
Hance's trail. Small as the incident
was, it made me very blue and led me
to shut myself up in my own car for
the rest Of that afternoon and evening
Indeed, 1 couldn't sleep, but sat up
working, quite forgetful Of the passing
hours, till glance at my watch startled
me with the fact that it was quarter
Of 2. Feeling like anything more than
sleep, l went out on the platform, and,
lighting cigar, paced up and down,
thinking of-well, thinking.
The night agent was sitting in the
station, nodding, and after l had walked
for an hour went in to ask him if the
train to Phenix had arrived on time. AS
l opened the door, the telegraph instru-
ment began clicking and called Ash
Forks. The man, with the curious abil
ity that operators get Of recognizing
their own call, even in sleep, walked up
instantly and responded, and, not wish
ing to interrupt him, delayed asking
my question till he should be free. l
stood there thinking Of Madge, and
listening heedlessly as the instrument
licked off the cipher signature Of the
sending operator, and the ''24 paid. "
But as heard the clicks -. 80.
which meant phi, suddenly became at
tentive, and when it completed Phenix
I concluded Fred was wiring me and
listened for what followed the date.
This is what the instrument licked:
-. -. - 49, - =
e. -. - -.
.. -
: =" - - go =
Gee - -. =" -. :. ..'-
I. =. = :. - :.
- = ...- :. -. -. --
- :.
% .. .. - = = =. = - = ..' e.
=. .... -. - =. -
. :. -. =. :.
+. =. -
That may not look particularly intel
ugible, but if the Phenix operator had
been talking over the phone to me he
couldn't have said any palmer:
Sheriff yavapai county ash forks arizona be /
at railroad station three forty five today to
meet train arriving from phoenix prepared to T
serve peremptory mandamus is.
sued tonight by judge Wilson sig theodore
camp.
My question being pretty thoroughly |
| went back and continued
my walk, but before five minutes had
passed the operator came ont and hand
ed me a message. 1t was from Fred.
and read thus:
Camp, Baldwin, and lawyer went at once to
house of Judge Wilson, where they staid an
hour. They then returned with judge to sta
ton, and after dispatching telegram have
taken seats IN train for Ash Forks, leaving
here at 325 shall return with them.
A bigger idiot than l could have I'M
derstood the move. was to be hauled
before Judge Wilson by means of man
1amus proceedings, and, as he was com
ing to Ash Forks solely to oblige Mr..
Camp and was VIGOROUSLY a G. S.
Judge, he would unquestionaly declare
the letters the property of Mr.. Camp
and order their delivery.
Apparently had my choice of being
A traitor to Madge, of going to prison
FOR contempt of court, or of running
away, which was not far off from ac-
that had done something
wrong. | didn't like any one of the
options. +