Windham County reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1901-1906, 1902-04-11

hadn't given the real letters, for hi
lordship apparently had no scruple abou
destroying them, and knew few mel
whom would have seen behind prison
bars with as little personal regret
However, no one had apparently paid the
slightest attention to the pony, and thu
probabilities We're that he was already
headed for Baldwin's ranch, with nc
likelihood of his stopping till he reached
home At least that was what hoped,
but there were lot of ponies standing
about, and, not knowing the markings
of the one | had ridden, wasn't able
to tell whether he might not be among
them.
Just as the fragments of the papers
were passed over to Mr.. Camp he was
joined by Baldwin and the judge, and
Camp held the torn pieces up to them,
saying:
"They've torn the proxies in two"
Don't let that trouble you, " said the
judge. MAKE an affidavit before me,
reciting the manner in which they were
destroyed, and I'll grant you a man.
damus compelling the directors to ac.
cept them as bona fide proxies. Let me
see how much injured they are"
Camp unfolded the papers and !
chuckled to myself at the look of sur
prise that overspread his face as he took
in the fact that they were nothing but
section reports. And, though l don't
like cuss words, have to acknowledge
that l enjoyed the two or three that he
promptly calculated.
When the first surprise of the trio was
over, they called on the sheriff, who ar
rived opportunely, TO take us into 81 and
search the three of us, proceeding that
puzzled Fred and his lordship not lit
tie, for they weren't on to the fact that
the letters hadn't been recovered. / pre-
sumo the latter will some day write
book dwelling on the favorite theme of
the foreigner-that there is no personal
privacy in America. The running re-
marks as the search was made seemed
to open Fred's eyes, for he looked at me
with puzzled air, but I winked and
frowned at him, and he put his face in
order.
When the papers were not found on
any of us, Camp and Baldwin both
nearly went demented. Baldwin sug-
gested that had never. had the papers,
but Camp argued that Fred or Lord
Rallies must have hidden them in the
car in spite of the fact that the cowboys
who had caught them insisted that they
couldn't have had time to hide the pa
pers. Anyway they spent an hour in fer
reting about in my car, and even search
ed my two darkies, on the possibility
that the true letters had been passed on
to them.
While they were engaged in this
was trying to think out some way of
letting Mr.. Cullen and Albert know
was TO suggest the saddle to them with
out letting the cowboys understand, and
by good luck thought had the means.
Albert had complained to me the day we
had ridden out to the Indian dwellings
1t Flagstaff that his saddle fretted some
CALLED spots which he had chafed on his
rip to Moran's Point. Hoping he would
tdttn ulf suOuttu " HILL
How are your sore spots, Alberto
He looked at me in puzzled way and
'alled, Avn don't understand you'll"
Those sore spots you complained
bout to me the day before yesterday"
explained,
He didn't seem any the less befogged
IS he replied, 81 had forgotten all about
hem"
1--WE got touch of the same trou-
lie, went on, land if l were you I'd
ook into the cause
Albert only looked very much mysti-
ed, and didn't dare say more, for at
his point the trio, with the sheriff,
anne out of my car. If hadn't known
hat the letters were safe, could have
cad the story in their faces, for more
isgusted and angry looking men / have
arely seen.
They had talk with the sheriff, and
hen Fred, Lord Rallies and l were
larched off by the official, his lordship
sight Of a warrant and pro-
esting against the illegality of his ar
est, varied at moments by threats TO
ppeal to the British consul, minister
lenipo., her majesty's foreign office,
to-, all of which had about as much in
uence on the sheriff and his cowboy
ssistants as Moqui Indian snake
ance would have in stopping a run
way engine 1 confess to feeling GER
ain grim satisfaction in the fact that If
was to be shut off from seeing Madge
ne Britisher was in the same box with
le
Ash Forks, though only 6 years old,
ad advanced far enough toward civil
zation to have small Jail, and into
lat we We're showed. Night was come {
Y the time we were lodged there, and, {
cling in pretty good appetite, l struck I
le sheriff for some grub. {
"I'll git you somethin,' he said good
"but next time you shove
eople, Mr.. Gordon, just quit shown
Dur friends My shoulder feels like
erhaps it's just as we'll not to say what
is shoulder felt like The western vo-
ibulary is expressive, but at times not
ute fit for publication.
The moment the sheriff was gone