Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1903-08-19

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You bet do-thick set, about fifty,
bald red faced, sharp black eyes, iron
gray hair, an mighty nigh always with
cigar ii Ilis MOUTH
That's right, laughed Miller. Now
do y0nl Work, aud VIC won't forget
you. IS al neaiis keep him away
from meddicsone people"
When Foic had left the office and
Miller had resumed his revolving chair,
Mrs. Bishop addressed him, looking
straight into his eyes
Il don't sec" She said in a timid
hesitating way and yet with note of
firmness dominating her tone-"I don't
see why we have to so through all this
trickery to make the trade. Eff the
land is good security fer the money,
we needn't be afecrd OF what the man
will find out. Ell it amt good secur-
ity, don't want his money, as fer as
I'm concerned
Il was jest thinkin' that, too" chimed
In her husband, throwing u troubled
glance all round. Il want money to
help me out O my scrape, but don't
want to trick no man, Yankee or what
not, into totin' my loads. AS Betsy
says, 1t seems to Inc IL the lands with
the money we needn't make such a
great TODD I'm afeerd / won't feel
exactly right about it."
The young men exchanged alarmed
glances
You don't understand" said Miller
lamely, but he seemed to be unprepared
for views SO heretical to financial deal
ings, and could not finish what he had
started to say
Why" said Alan testify. ''the land
is worth all Wilson can make out of it
with the aid Of his capital and the rail
road he proposes to lay here. Father,
you have spent several years looking
up the best timbered properties and
getting good titles to it. and to big
lumber company a body of timber like
you hold is no small thing. We don't
want to cheat him. but we do want to
keep him from trying to cheat us by
getting the upper hand. Rayburn
thinks If he finds out we are hard up
AS "A W W SluSGAc US " luc lowest
notch"
Well" sighed Mrs. Bishop, .T'm
shore never had no idea we'd resort
to gittin' Pole Baker to tote anybody
around like a hog after yeer o. corn.
4 lowed we was goin' to make open
and shut trade that we could be proud
of an stop folks mouths about Al
fred's foolish dealin's. But''-she look
cd at Abner, who stood in the door
way leading to the consultation room
III do whatever Brother Alb thinks
is right. never knowed i'm to take
undue advantage of anybody"
They all looked ut Abncr. who was
smiling broadly.
well, say git his money" he re-
piled. with short, impulsive laugh
git his money, and then, eff you find
he's starvin', hand i'm back what you
feel you don't need. l look on thing
like this sorter like ! did on scramblin'
fer the upper holt in wartimes. re-
member / shot straight at teller that
was climbin' up the enemy's breast
works on his all tours. said to my
SET, Eff this ball strikes you right, old
chap, fore you drap over the bank,
yo're one less agin the Confederacy;
eff it don't, you kin pop away at me-
don't think give I'm anything but
flesh wound in the back, beca'se he
jest sagged down n little an crawled
on, an that's about the wust you could
do fer Wilson. l believe he ort to hold
the bag awhile. Alf's hung on to 1t till
his fingers ache an he's weak at the
knees. l never did feel like thar was
any harm in passin' Il counterfeit bill
that some other chap passed on me.
Eff the government, with all its high
paid help, cayn't keep crooked shin
plasters from slldin' under our noses,
1t ortn't to kick agin our lookin' out
fer ourselves
you needn't lose any sleep about
the Southern Land and Timber COM
pany, Mrs. Bishop said Miller 'fThey
will take care of themselves. In fact,
we'll have to keep our eyes peeled to
watch them even if we get this loan.
Wilson didn't come up here for his
health"
"Oh, mothers all right" said Alan,
"and so is father. but they must not
chip in with that sort of talk before
Wilson,"
"Oh, no, you mustn't" said Miller.
in fact, think you'd better let me
and Alan do the talking. You see, if
you sit perfectly quiet he'll think you
are reluctant about giving such big
security for such small amount If
money, and he will trade faster"
"Oh. Pm perfectly willin' to keep
quiet" agreed the old man, who now
seemed better satisfied.
Pole Baker left the office with long,
swinging strides. There was an en-
trance to the Johnston House through
u long corridor opening OH the street,
and into this Pole slouched. The hotel
Office was empty save for the clerk,
who stood behind the counter looking
over the letters in the pigeonholed key
rack on the wall. There was big
gong overhead which was rung by pull
ing cord. 1t was used for ANNOUNCE
ing meals and calling the porter. A
big china bowl on the counter was filled
with wooden toothpicks. and there was
q showcase containing cigars Pole
glanced about cautiously without be-
ing noticed by the clerk and then with
drew into the corridor where he stood
for several minutes listening Present
ly the, dining room door opened, and
Wilson strolled out and walked up to
the counter.
What sort of cigars have you got?'
he said to the clerk.
Nothing better than 10--three for a
quarter" was the respectful reply as
the clerk recognized the man who had
asked for the best room in the house
Wilson thrust his fingers into his vest
pocket and drew out a cigar. II guess
| can make what have last me" he
said. transferring his glance to Pole
Baker, who had shambled across the
room and leaned heavily over the open
register "Want tn huy Nny chirkinS-