The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1903-07-28

TO gittin' Pole Baker to tote anybody
around like q hog after a yeer o. corn.
l lowed we was g1in' to make a open
and shut trade hat we could be proud
of an stop folks mouths about Al
fred's foolish dealin's. But"-she look
ed at Abner. who stood in the door
way leading to the consultation room
IN do whatever Brother Alb thinks
is right. | never knowed i'm TO take
undue advantage of anybody"
They all looked at Abner. who was
smiling broadly.
"WIl. | say git his money" he re-
piled. with a short, impulsive laugh
git bis money, and then. eff you find
he's s;arvin. hand i'm back what you
feel you don't need. | look ON q thing
like this sorter like | did on scramblin'
fer the upper holt in wartimes. | re
member | shot straight at a Teller that
was climbin' up the enemy's breast
works on his all tours. | said to my
self. Eff this ball strikes you right. cid
chap. fore you drap over the bank,
yo're IN less agin the Confederacy;
Y L IL - L y y Oo MIL pup Ut nv
1 don't think | give i'm anything but a
flesh wound in the back. beca'se he
Jest sagged down q little an era wled
on. an that's about the wust you could
do fer Wilson. | believe he ort to hold
the bag awhile. Alf's hung on to 1t till
his fingers ache an he's weak at the
knees. | never did feel like thar vas
any harm in passin' a counterfeit bill
that some other chap passed on me.
If the government. with all its high
paid help. cayn't keep crooked shin
plasters from sl.d!n' under our noses,
it ortn't to kick agin our lo9kin' out
fer ourselves"
You needn't lose any sleep about
the Southern Land and Timber COM
pany, Mrs. Bishop" said Miller. They
will take care of themselves. In fact,
well have to keep u eyes peeled to
watch them even il we get this loan.
Wilson didn't come up here for his
health"
''Oh. mothers all right said Alan,
"taud so is father. but they must net
chip In with that sort of talk before
Wilson"
"Oh, TO, you mustn't" said Miller.
"In fact. | think you'd better let me
and Alan do the talking. You see. if
you sit perfectly quiet he'll think you
are reluctant about giving such big
security for such q small amount OF
money. and he will trade faster"
"Oh. I'm perfectly willin' to keep
quiet" agreed the old man. who now
seemed better satisfied.
Pole Baker left the Office with long,
swinging strides. There was an en-
trance to the Johnston House through
a long corridor opening on the street.
ard into this Pole slouched. The hotel
office was empty save for the clerk.
who stood behind the counter looking
over the letters in the pigeonholed key
rack on the wall. There was II big
Cong overhead which was rung by pull
ing a cord. 1t was used for announc-
ing meals and calling the porter. a
big china bowl on the counter was filled
with wooden tootEpicks. and there was
n showcase containing cigars. Pole
glanced about cautiously without be-
ing noticed by the clerk and then with
drew into the corridor. where he stood
for several minutes listening. Present
" the dining room door opened. and
Wilson strolled out and walked up to
the counter.
What sort of cigars have you gotY'
he said to the clerk.
Nothing better than 10-three for q
quarter" was the respectful reply az
the clerk recognized the man who had
asked for the best room in the house.
Wilson thrust his fingers into his vest
pocket and drew ont p cigar ~ guess
can make what I have last me-" b,
said. transferring his glance to Polt
Baker, who had shambled across the
room and leaned heavily over the opei
register. want to buy any CHECKING
fine fryin' size?" he asked the clerk.
We'll, we are in the market" wa:
the answer. Where are they?"
81 didn't fetch 'em in today" SAID
Pole dryly. II never dc till | know
what they are a-bringin'. You'd bet
ter make a bid on a dozen of EN- any
way. They are the nnest ever raise
OH Upper Holly creek. jest this side o
whar old man Bishops lumber para
disc begins"
Pole was looking out of the corner CT
his eye at the stranger and saw his
hand. which was in the act of striking
IL match, suddenly stay itself.
we doa't bid on produce till We
see it," said the clerk.
We'll. | reckon no harm was done hy
my AKIN" said Pole. who felt the eyes
or rhe stranger on him.
do you live near here?" asked VIII
son, with a smile half of apology a
addressing a stranger. even of Pole
humble stamp.