The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1903-08-08


he's got itr'
well. yo're wrong thar. Uncle Alb"
said Pole, striding forward and sinking
into a chair. You've got as good judg-
ment rs any man | ever run across. I
thought like you do once. I'd "a tuck
my oath that he had II about two
hours by sun this evenin'. but ! kin
swear he hain't a cent Of II now"
DO you mean that. Pole?" Abner
stared across the wide hearth at him
fxedly.
"He hain't got 1t. Uncle Alb" Pole
was beginning to smile mysteriorsly.
"He did have it. but he hain't got it
now. | got it from i'm, blast his ugly
pictur'r'
You got 1T" gasped Daniel. your
YES. | made VI my mine he had ii.
an it deviled me SO much that | de
termined to have II by hook or crook
ef it killed me or put me In hook the
rest O. my life" Pole rose and took a
packet wrapped in brown p from
under his rough coat and laid il on the
table near Alan. God bless you. old
boy" he said. ''thar's yore money! It's
all thar. | counted it. It's in hfties
an hundreds"
~Breathlessly and with expanded eyes
Alan broke the string about the packet
and opened it.
Great Godr he muttered.
Miller sprang up and looked at the
stack of bills. but said nothing. Abner.
leaning forward. uttered a little. low
laugh.
"You-you didn't kill i'm. did you.
Pole. old boy-you didn't. did you?" be
asked.
"Didn't harm a hair of his head"
said Pole. "All wanted was Alan
money. an thar it isr'
We'll" grunted Daniel. I'm glaG
you spared his life. And | thank Goo
vou got the money
Miller was now hurriedly running
over the bills.
You say you counted 1t. Baker," he
said. pale with pleased excitement.
'"rhree times-fust when 1t was turn
cd over to me IN twice on the wa
out heer from TOWN"
Mrs. Bishop bad not Spnken mt!
nov, stanuing IN me snauUws or n,r
others. as If bewildered by what seem.
ed a mocking impossibility.
lis IL nur money-is it our'n?" sine
finally round voice to say. "Oh. is ii.
I'ole?'
"Yes'r1." replied Pole; "it's yo'rn."
He produced u crumpled piece of pa
per and handed 1t to Miller. Hers
Craig's order on his wife fer II. an In
1t he acknowledges it's the cash depos-
iIed 10y Mr.. Bishop. lie won't give
Ee no trouble. I've got i'm fixed. He'll
leave barley In the mornin'. Hes
neeerd this II git out an he'll be
l%ynched."
Alan was profoundly moved. He
transferred his gaze from the money
to Poles face and leaned toward him.
"You did it out of friendship for me-"
he said, his voice shaking.
That's what I did II fer. Alan. en-
1 wish I could do 1t over ag'in. When
l laid hold o that wad an knowed Il
was the thing you wanted more'n any
thing else. felt like hyin'."
Tell US all about 1t. Baker" said
Miller. wrapping up the stack of bills.
"Ali right" said Pole. but Mrs. Bish-
or interrupted him.
wait fer Alfred" she said. her voice
rising and cracking In delight. Wait;
I'll run fiud i'm"
She went out through the dining room.
toward the stables. calling her hus-
band at every step. ALFRED! Oh, AL
fred!'
"Heer." she heard him call out from
one of the stables.
She leaned over the fence opposite
tie closed door. behind which she had
heard his voice.
"Oh. Alfredr' she called. Come
out. quick, I've got news fer you
big. big news"
She hear, him g%rumbling as he emp
tied some ears Of corn into the trough
of the stall containing Alan's favorite
horse. and then with a growl he emery
ed into the starlight.
That fool niger only give Alan's
boss six ears o. corn" he fumed. Il
know. beca'se counted the cobs. The
boss had licked the trough clean an
gnawed the ends o. the cobs. The idea
O. starvin' my stock right before my
"Oh, Alfred. what do you think has
! h%appened:" his wife broke in. We've
got the bank money back! Pole Baker
managed somehow to get il. He's 60
in to tell about it now. Come on in"
Bishop closed the door behind him.
Tie fumbled with the chain and PAD
lock for an instant. then he moved to-
ward her. his lips hanging. his eyes
~protruding.
"I1l believe my part o. that when
But" she cried. opening the gate
for him to pass through. 1.-The moneys
thar in the house ON the table; IRIS been
counted. l say it's thar. Don't you
believe it,"
The old man moved through the gate
mechanically. He paused to fasten it
with the iron ring over the two posts.
But after that he seemed to lose the
power OF locomotion. He stood facing