Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1904-09-15

street now" Two days later he stop
ped to read the drawing 1t was then
Stanley had found him.
Foley's 100000 was safely deposited
in the bank.
Doing him powerful lot of good"
grumbled Stanley. Some folks don't
know when they are lucky"
Four weeks had passed since the
drawing. No one had answered the
inquiry in the papers. Foley began
to feel as If it was already his few
days later, In writing to a friend, he
limited that brighter prospects were
ahead-"best not say too much
then added aloud but | tell you
what 1t is, my lady, I'll give you just
twenty-four hours more; If you don't
come forward then, you must forever
hold your peace; every centavo will
go into the best copper proposition
in this republic"
AT that moment there came a gen.
tie rap on the door. 1t was opened,
and there stood before him the mys-
clutched the table to keep from falling
He tried to speak; his voice was
hoarse and faint. Surely Fate could
not have dealt man a crueler blow
The dark eyes seemed to read his
secret thoughts. When she spoke 1t
was in English with a decided Span
ish accent.
You hoped that | would never
come. | do not blame you. When
read your notice In the paper | knew
| was right in taking you for an hon.
est man. | heard all you said to
your friend in the street car, and felt
sudden impulse to help you. The
ticket was all | had | could only
hope that it would win prize. Later
| might have given you lot of trou-
Bile. Now | never shall. 1t is all
yours. Do with it as you wish"
The knocking ceased, and Stanley's
wrathful voice rose above the tran
som.
Heres letter, If you'll wake up
long enough to read it,
Dick rubbed his eyes, stretched his
long arms above his head, and CROP
ed his way to the door Still under
the influence of that strangely realis-
tic dream, he reached out hesitating
hand for the letter.
No need now to shake himself, rub
his eyes and look at Stanley to real
ize that this, at least, was no dream.
Nor was it necessary to read the let
ter over again and again. He knew
1t by heart at the first reading. The
writer began by saying that a serious
illness had prevented her from an
swering his advertisement sooner. She
thanked him for the trouble he had
taken to return that which came to
him by accident, but ignored the fact
that she had placed the ticket in his
lap. The number OF the ticket and
the name of the car upon which the
incident had occurred, were given,
with other details, which established
her identity beyond c doubt, finally
adding: Il shall come for the money
on the 18TH This was the 17thi
Foley's bad quarter of an hour"
lasted all night. Every kind of demon
came to him with suggestions of how
he might keep the money and his
self-respeet at the same time. But In
the end his sturdy conscience tri-
umphed. OF course. he must give 1t
up. That was what he meant to do
all the time; else why had he taken
SO much trouble to find the owner?
When the morning of. the 10th
dawned. Stanley, who had been told
all the circumstances of the ticket,
was as much excited as Foley; but
no one came to claim the prizel
Three, six. ten days passed-then
Dick declared the suspense must end.
He would find the little suburb from