The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1903-08-08
(Continued.)

pna reached for one of the torches
and held it near the paper.
L "Vel I'm glad l won't have to go
f,rdar n barley" he said. at III be
hpftqr fer both Of US. By ridin' peert
lean lei YOU ont before shutdown. You
L NAV Kit late supper at barley, but
its sight better n gittin' none beer
an no bed to speak off,
I'm putting ny life in your hands,
Baker" said Craig. and with an I'M
steady hand h. began to write.
Hold Oh thar said Pole You'll
know the best way to write to her, but
when the moneys mentioned | want
you to say the $4,000 deposited in the
bank by the Bishops. You see, I'm not
go.D TO tote no order fer money
MtDt no right to. An III tell you an
other thing, old man, you needn't throw
cut no hint to her to have me arrested.
is God is my final judge, eff I'm tuck
up fer this they'll never make me tell
whar you are. Id wait until you'd
begged out, anyway"
Tin not setting any trap for you.
Baker Whined Craig. you've got the
oagest head OF any man | ever knew.
You We got me in your power, and all l
"A ask Of You is my life. I've got
'SaopS money hidden in my house.
-4 willing to restore it If you will re-
H>e NE | can write my wife note
i-t will cause her to give it to you.
II that fair
That's all | want" said Pole. "An'
4D@y this to YOU: III agree to use my
Il -lleace with Alan Bishop not to han
L -e!ou by law: but the best thing fer
you an yore family to do is to shake
-e uTt Of barley offn yore feet an
>'eA fresh pastures. These round heer
all as green, in one way, as some I've
seal"
lFalE wrote the note and handed it
v 70 Baker. Pole read it slowly and
~SI SAID; You mOught "a aXed 'er
excuse bad Writin' an speIlin', an
-Ol1 these few lines will find you en-
i gym The same blessin's; but eff it gifts
'-S 'ooCle that's all l want. Now you
A"y !ore shirt on, an don't cit skeerd
l-e darkness. 1t will be as black as
"'-"' an YOU kin heer yore eyelids
",@A after l shCt the front door, but
- Oe back, eff | find yore old lady
- run of with a handsomer man
d luck the swag with 'er. I'm glad
tons" ~
-, 1"e backed to the foot Of the ladder,
'aoTed by Craig.
s..3 ~" leave me here, Baker" he
-. "np.oringly. Don't, for Gods
~1F swear III go with you and get
YOU the money"
h. can do that. Mr.. Craig; but I'll be
cs. sA "' shore as fate, eff l get that
~. promised Pole. "It all depends
vo, .4',, III keep my word If you do
ud a. a" going TO trust YOU" said the
Of o DlaI' with the pleading intonation
N0"e0 and frightened child.
h,t ae had got out Pole thrust
he p rrad into the opening again. 1T II
por ,&e you to come up heer an try to
w, '"ls rock" he called out ''but
po,, fought as we'll not try it. fer I'm
mc[. " add about dumpcart load o
A.. n 10 ii TO keep the wolves from
~ CHAPTER XIII.
i II EfBURN MILLER and Alan
~ spent that day on the river
Ml trying to catch fish. but with
Il ~, no luck at all. returning emp
din ued to the farmhouse for q late
,s,,a. They passed the afternoon at
and ~oo'lng on the lawn with rides
hck,s'o''ers, ending the day by q
fe1. S'S ride on their horses across the
Ia oFer fences and bitches, after
e,s1 4uuer of fox hunting. a sport not
S,n.. -nouged In in that part Of the
IT., Ie evening, as they sat In the big
y a~ room smoking after supper ci-
y wiz accompanied by Abner Daniel,
G~o~- 'S long, cane stemmed pipe. Mrs.
a. came into the room in her quiet
teljco.S Ioothing her apron with her
rcate hands.
Tie t ,e bakers rid up an hi.ched at
Send ';S '' gate" she said Did you
IN ~ 10 town fer anything, Alan"
N'o'her.' replied her son. *