The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1903-07-11

iTlchu ItlN bufn Miller. Tor WhOSe BUSH
ness aIili y. it may be remembered.
Abncr Daniel had such high regard.
He was a Gne looking man of thirty
three. tall and Of athletic build. He
had dark eyes aud hair and a rudy,
outdoor complexion.
"Hello," he said cordially. 81 thought
you might get in today, so came
round to see. Sorry you've taken n
room. ! wanted you TO sleep with me
tonight. Sisters gone, and no one is
there but the cook. Hello. | must be
careful. I'm drumming for business
right under Sanfcrd's nose"
I'm make you stay with me to make
cp for IT," said Alan as the clerk be-
hind the counter laughed coed natured-
~ over the allusion to himself.
Blamed if | don't think about it,"
said Miller. Come round 10 the of
fee. | want to talk to you. [ reckon
you've got every plow going such
weather as this"
'"TOok my horse out of the field to
drive over" said Alan as they went
out and turned down to a side street
where there was n row of law offices,
all two roomed buildings, single sto-
ried. built of brick and bearing bat
tered tin signs. One of these buildings
was Miller's, which, like all its fellows.
had its door wide open, thus inviting
all the lawyers in the row" aud all
students of law to enter and borrow
books CT use the ever open desk.
Rayburn Miller was a man among
ten thousand i'm his class. Just after
being graduated at the state university
he was admitted to the bar and took
up the practice of law. He could un-
doubtedly have made his way at this
alone. had not other and more absorb
ing talents developed within him. Hav-
ing had a few thousand dollars left
him at his fathers death, he began tc
utilize this capital In mote shaving
and other methods of turning ovel
money for a handsome profit furnished
by the unsettled conditions, the time
and locality. He soon became an adept
in many lines of speculation, and as he
was remarkably shrewd and cautious
it is not to be wondered at that he soor
uCCuIlululcu quite II IOfIuDe
Take a seat he said to Alan :
they went into the office. and he thr.
himself into the revolving chair at
Uttered desk. II want to talk to Y
! suppose you are in for some f
The boys are getting up a dance at
hotel. and they want your dollar
help pay the band. It's a good @
This time. They've ordered it fl
Chattanooga. 1t will be down on I
f.35. Got n match?"
Alan had not. and Miller turned h
bead to the open door. An old negro
happened TO be passing, with an ak OF
his shoulder.
"He'gh. there, Uncle Ned" Miller
called ont.
rae negro rad passed. but he heard
as name called, and he came back
end looked il at the door.
want me, Marse Rayburn?"
Yes, you old scamp. Get me a
match or III shoot the top of your
head off"
An right, sub; all right. Marse Ray
burn
ACh h5A ~ AAO AAlht Cdid LII
Ter. with a smile as the negro hurried
into the adjoining office. His wife
cooks for Colonel Barclay. He might
tell YOU if Miss DOlly's going tonight,
but | know she is. Frank Hillhouse
checked her name off the list. and l
heard him say she'd accepted. BY the
way. that fellow will do to watch. ]
fl,fpb hn an1 tho arIa,,oI ono ,oo4&r
thick"
viii you neve let up on thatT'
Alan asked. with a flush.
II don't know that | SHALL" laughed
Rayburn. 1T seems so funny to see
you in love, or, rather. to see you think
you are"
81 have never said | was" said Alan
sharply.
But you show it so blamed plain"
said Miller.
Here tits, Marse Rayburn. Marse
Trabue said you could have a whole
box eff you'd put up wild sulphur ones"
Miller took the matches from the out
stretched hand and tossed q cigar TO
Alan. Say, Uncle Ned" he asked,
"do you know that g~entleman?" indi-
eating Alan with 8 ned of his head.
\ quizzical look dawned in the old
Negroes eyes, and then he gave a re-
sounding guffaw and shook all over.
II reckon | know his boss. Marse
Iiayburn." he Uttered.
That's a good one on you. Alan"
laughed Miller. HE knows your boss
I'll have to spring that ON you when !
see you two together"
AS the negro left the office Mr.. Ira
bue leaned in the doorway, holding his
battered silk hat in his hand and mop
ping his perspicln face.
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