The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1903-08-18
WILL N.
HARDEN
I never knowed he was fer m.

was BartelPs next tottering step in the
right direction.
We'll, vote fer the right o. way. an
you kin ride to an from Atlanta durin'
session all rail. Me an Alan will pull
fer you like a yoke o. steers-me with
the moonshiners, an my mountain clan
that amt dead yet, an him with his
gang. What you say? Put up or shet
up"
"Ill 90 what 1 kim" said Bartell. u
new light on his face as he turned to
the others. Gentlemen he began.
listen to me a minute. l see a good
many of you was affected by Alb Dan
iel's speech an sort o want the road
anyway, SO ef'-
II don't exactly like them Specks,"
broke in u fat, middle aged man at a
window. by gum. l believe old Alb
had US down about right. Eff we kin
git sort o. opened up along with the rest
o creation, l say les git in the game.
Huhr'-the man finished. with a laugh
ing ~shrug-"I don't like them fiyspecks
one'bit."'
Me n1ther," said q nan beside him.
"Nur mer' came from some one else.
"Well, I'm willin' eff the rest are" an
nounced Bartell. "'All in favor hold up
yore hands"
Pole Baker grinned broadly as he
counted them. "All up-the last one."
he said, then he sprang for the door and
stood before the expectant audience.
foot, tootr' he cried, initiating the
whistle of a locomotive. "All aboard!
The roads a settled thing. They say
they don't want no specks. and they
amt a-goin' to have 'em. Hooray"
The audience was electrified by the
announcement. For an instant there
was a pause of i~ncredulOus astonish-
ment, and then the floor resounded
rom the clatter of feet, and glad shouts
filed the air.
Alan, his face ablaze with startled
triumph. came toward Adele and NIL
Ter. "Pole worked the rabbit foot on
them back there" he said. Il don't
know what he did, but he did some
thing"
HE told me he had a card left"
laughed Miller. "I1l bet he had it up
his sleeve. There he is now. Oh, Pole,
come heret"
The man thus addressed slouched
down the aisle to them, his big brown
eyes flashing merrily under his heavy
brows, his sun Drowned face dark with
the flush of triumph.
EFF you don't back me in il, I'm q
gone dog" said Pole to Alan. "All l
want you to do is to vote for Bartell
eff you kin possibly swallow the dose"
A light broke on the two men. "Tn
do it if you say so. Pole" said Alan.
Not only that, but I'll work for him If
you wish it"
Pole looked down and pulled at his
heavy mustache.
Well" he smiled, Il reckon he won't
harm Is any more in the legislator
than the road II do us good, SO you'd
better support i'm. l seed the bars
down a minute ago, an l didn't have
no time to consult you. I'd "a told
a bigger lie AN that to clinch this
thing"
Abner Daniel Joined them. smiling
broadly, his eyes twinkling joyously.
The old jester stroked his face and
swung his long body back and forth il
the wind of his content. I've always
argued" said he, that what is tt be
will be, an it will be a sight sooner n
most of US count on eff Wen jest keep
our sperits up"
The others moved on, leaving Adele
and Miller together.
"Oh, just look at mamma and papa"
she said in the round. full voice indica-
tive of deep emotion. They are So glad
they are about to cry"
What a dear. dear girl you are"
said Miller softly. There is nothing
TO separate us now, is there?"
For a moment they met in a full look
into each others eyes. Adele's voice
shook when she replied, ~ believe I'm
the happiest, proudest girl in all the
world
Then you love meY'
Il believe I've loved you from the
very minute l met you in Atlanta last
summer"
Alan saw Dolly looking at him and
waving her handkerchief, her face
warm and flushed. He was tempted TO
go to her, but she still sat by her father
and mother. and that fact checked him.
Mrs. Barclay caught his eye and, ris-
ing suddenly. came through the crowd
Il him. She extended her gloved hand.
You and Dolly must stop your fool
ishness," she said. i've been thinking
of a plan to help you two out. II |
were you l wouldn't say a word to her
now, but next Sunday night come and
take her to church just like you used
to. I'll attend to Colonel Barclay. He
is just tickled TO death over this thing,
and he won't make any fuss. He is as
stubborn as u mule, though, and when
he has to give in it's better not to let
him think you are gloating over him.
He won't bother you any more. I'll see
to that
Alan thanked her. He was so full of
happiness that he was afraid to trust
his voice to utterance. AS Mrs. Bar
nlaxr uraS oraipv haaI- no har husband