The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1903-07-27

my opinion Is the Teller II be thar as
shore as preachin'." he said. But
whether you git his wad or not-that's
another question. Miller's as sharp as
a brier. an. as he says, If Wilson gifts
10 talkin' about that land to any o.
these hill Billies they'll bust the trade
or die tryin'. Jest let 'em heer moneys
about to change hands. an it II make
en- so durn jealous they'll swear a lie
to keep it away from anybody they
know. That's human natur'."
II believe you are right said Alan,
pulling a long face, land I'm afraid
Wilson will want to make some in
quiries before he closes"
Like as not" opined the driver.
"But what I'd do eff | was a-runnin'
1t would be to git some Teller to strike
up with i'm accidentaI-like an Utterly
fill i'm to the neck with good things
about the property without him ever
Greamin' he was bein' worked"
The two exchanged glances. Alan
had never looked at a man so admir-
ingly. At that moment he seemed a
giant of shrewdness as well as that OF
physical strength.
II believe you are right, Pole" he
said thoughtfully.
That's what | am. an. what's more.
I'm the one that could do the film
without him yer KNOWN | had 4 fun
mel in his mouth. If | can't do it, I'll
fill my hat with saft mud an put It
on"
Alan smiled warmly. "I'n mention
it to Miller" he said. YES. you could
do ii, Pole, If any man on earth could"
Driving up TO Miller's Office. they
found the door open. and the owner
came out with a warm smile of greet
ing and aided Mrs. Bishop 10 alight.
well" he smiled when they had
taken seats in the office. I'VE have
gained the first step toward victory.
Wilson is at the hotel. | saw his name
on the register this morning"
The elder Bishops drew a breath of
relief. The old mar grounded his
heavy walking stick suddenly. as if il
had slipped through his inert fingers.
I'm trustin' you boys to pull me
through" he said. with n shaky laugh.
II hain't never treated Alan right. an
I'm beer to confess it. | lowed | was
the only n in our layout with any
business sense"
$50 you are willing to accept the
loan?" said Miller.
"Willin'? l reckon | am. l never
slept n wink last night fer feer
some'n' II interfere with it."
Miller reflected a moment and then
said: Il am afraid of only one thing. and
that is this: Not one man in u million
will make n trade of this size without
corroborating the statements made by
the people he is dealing with. Wilson
is at breakfast by this time. and after
he is through he may decide to nose
around a little before coming to me.
I'm afraid to go after him; he would
think | was oyeranxious. The trouble
is that he may run upon somebody
from out in the mountains-there are
a lot in town already-and get to talk
ing. Just n word about your biting
off more than you can chaw, Mr..
Bishop. would make him balk like a
mean mule. He thinks I'm favoring
him now, but let him get the notion
that you haven't been holding that
land for at least a hundred thousand
aud the thing would bust like a bub-
BILE
Alan mentioned Pole Bakers propo-
sition. Miller thought it ove for a
moment. his brow wrinkled. and then
he said: "Good-a good idea. but you
must call Pole in and let me give hirl
Il few pointers. BY George. he could
keep Wilson away from dangerous
people anyway"
Alan went after Pole. and Miller
took him into his consultation room In
the rear. where they remained for
about fifteen minutes. When they came
.Ht. Poles face was very grave. II
won't forget a thing" he said TO Miller.
Il understand exactly what you want.
t('~1 | cit through with I'm. he'li
want that land TAD enough TO pay any.
sning fe- it, On ne won't dream I'm IN
sahoot with you nuther. l can man
sge that. l amt no TOOL eff | do have
tits"
do you remember my description OF
him.? asked Miller.
"You bet do-thick set, about fifty,
bald. red faced. sharp black eyes, iron
gray hair, an mighty nigh always with
q cigar in his mouth"
That's right" laughed Miller. Now
Go your work. and we won't forget
you. BY all a keep him away
from meddlesome people"
When Pole had left the office and
Miller had resumed his revolving chair,
Mrs. Bishop addressed him, looking
straight into his eyes.
Il don't see." she said in a timid
hesitating way and yet with a note o
tirinness dominating her tone-"I don
see why we have to go through all thi
trickery TO make the trade. Eff IL,
land is good security fer the money
we needn't be afeerd OF what the MA
will find out. Eff Ii amt good secu.
ity. don't want his money, as fer a
I'm concerned
Il was Jest thinkin' that. too" chine,
In her sha ROY a trouhl1