Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-09-12

81 hain't said =nothin' to the contra
ry," admitted Bishop, who really LOOK
the reproof we'll ALAN knows what
I think about it." 81
Then Bishop and his wife went to-
Craig's bank, and moment later Mil.
Ter returned, rubbing his hands with
satisfaction.
I'VE got through, and he's gone to
catch his train," he said. e
ut worked as smooth as goose grease.
I wonder what Pole Baker said to him.
or If he saw him. l. have an idea he
did, from the way Wilson danced to our
music"
Ulcers Pole now,'' said Abner from
the door. "Come in heer, you trifin,
loafer, an give an account O. yore-
se'f."
II seed i'm maxim fer the train,"
laughed Pole, "an' so sneaked In to
see what you uns done: he walked
like he owned the town."
1T went through like lightnin', with
out a hitch or a bobble," Abner told
him.
"You did noble" said Miller, while
Pole and Alan were silently clasping
hands. "Now told you we wouldn't
forget you. Go down to Wimbley's and
tell him to give you the best suit of
clothes he's got and to. charge them to
me and Alan"
Pole drew himself up to his full
height and stared at the lawyer with
flashing eyes.
"Blast yore soulr' he said. "Don't
you say thing like that to me agin.
I'll have you know I've got feelin's
as well as you or anybody else. I'd cut
off this right arm an never vince to do
Alan Bishop a favor, but I'll be DANCED
eff anybody kin look me over after I've
done little one an pay me for it in
store clothes. I don't like that one bit,
an amt afeerd to say So"
II didn't mean any offense, Pole"
apologizeG Miller most humbly.
"Well, you wouldn't "a said it to
some men," growled Pole. II know
that. When want pay fer a thing
like that, I'll jest go to that corner O.
the street an look down at that rock
pile whar Alan found me one day an
paid me out jest to keep me from bein'
the laughin' stock O. this town.
Alan put his arm over his shoulder
''Rayburn didn't mean any harm," he
said gently. "You are both Nh friends,
and we've had a big victory today.
Let's not have hard feelings"
Pole hung his head stubbornly and
Miller extended his hand. Abner Dan
lei was an attentive listener, a half
smile on his face.
"Say, Pole," he said, with a little
laugh, you run down to Wimbley's
an tell i'm not to wrop up that suit
I'm a-owin' him a bill, an he kin jest
credit the value Of it on my account"
Pole laughed heartily and thrust his
big hand into Miller's.
"Uncle ABB he said, you'd make a
dog laugh"
II believe yo're right" said Abner
| significantly, and then they all roared
at Poles expense.
The next day Alan received the fol-
| lowing letter from Dolly Barclay:
Dear Alan-Rayburn Miller told me in
confidence of your wonderful success yes
| terday, and I simply cried with JOY. I
knew-I felt that you would win, and
| this is. as he says, a glorious beginning.
am so proud of you, and am so full Of
! hope today. All our troubles will come
| out right some day. and now that know
you love me I can wait. Rayburn would
not have confded so much to me, but he
| said while he would not let me tell father
anything about the prospective railroad,
| he wanted me to prevent him from selling
| his tract Of land near yours. You know
my father consults me about all his BUSH
ness, and he will not dispose of that
property without my knowing of it. Oh,
| wouldn't it be fine joke on him to have
him profit by your good judgment.
Alan was at the little postofice in
Filmore's store when he received the
letter, and he folded it and restored it
to it's envelope with heart filled with
love and tenderness. AS he walked
home through the woods it seemed to
| him that everything in nature was
ministering to his boundless happiness.
| He felt as, light as air as he strobe
| along. "God bless her dear, dear little
souly' he said fervently.
| TO BE CONTINUED IN NEXT
SATURDAYS EDITION.
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