The Western news., 1904-07-06
ROBiNSON'S
CHANCE
By A. M. DAVIES
OGDEN
Copyright. 1901. bp Z. c. Mcclure

| All uOoaTu. SnOuteu the cOnuuctO
warningly. The bishop, with fna
hand pressure. turned to the car steps
Now. don't forget" he said earnest
~. Il am not desirOus of seeming t,
PREACH his kindly smile flashing on
for second, but if the opportunity
comes give fellow creature chance
| The way to make people trustworth,
is to trust them" he added impressive
| ly. The listener nodded Clad as Ii.
was In rough corduroy trousers tlrus
into long boots. blue flannel shirt an(
handkerchief knotted loosely about the
powerful throat he looked man to in
fiuence others. and the bishop, nc
mean reader Of men, was satisfied.
Il wish that l could have remained
bit longer he thought regrctfully as
he settled himself comfortably in the
wide seat. -Four days is really too
short for parochial visit"
The man left behind heartily echoed
the bishops sentiments. 1t had been
like breath out Of another world, this
few days intercourse with lofty and
cultivated personality. Under his own
calm blue eyes lay an ardent and en-
thuslastic nature, which had as vet
found but little to develop it. The
bishops inspiring talk had awakened
an instant response that now made it.
SELF felt as an unsatiSfied want. His
eyes followed The train like those of 81
hungry dog, then drifted back to the
primitive station, the long, straight
line of tracks and the siding where a
row Of freight cars stood waiting for
the morning. with vague distaste for
it all
Makes fellow sorter want some
thing better,' he reelected. turning
slowly away. Give some fellow crea-
ture chance, hey? Well, there's pen-
ty out here needs it. Dare say | do
myself
With grim chuckle he strobe on
down the narrow cabin lined street.
where the afternoon sun was now
illnginS long shadows across it's ugli-
ness. Men in groups hung about the
doors of rival saloons. Several hailed
him, but Robinson only shook his head
absently. Then, as his eyes fell on a
man slouching lazily along, his face
frightened
nat pcsky tramp has been hanging
ABOUT for week asking for work" he
thought. suppose l try him. Here.
You. he called aloud. The man, star.
tied, came forward suspiciously, his
eye on Robinson's hip pocket The lat
ter frowned.
Here. wake up." he growlcd. "You
say you want work. Go up to my cab
In then, fix it up and then-then wait
TIL come his invention giving out
The man only stared, and Robinson's
wrath overflowed.
Don't stand gaping there like
blasted IDIOT" he roarcd. Get along
with you and double quick too. Sec
you have things well cleaned up by the
time | get there, or Ill make it hot for
you. Here's the key"
Robinson's methods We're convincing.
ina the man after one glance to assure
himself Of the speakers sincerity
.urned and departed in haste. With n
sigh Robinson crossed to tho
learest saloon
Its on me. boys" he remarked
'heerfully. "Whatll you haye:-
When finally Robinson mounted the
Ill to his cabin night had fallen, and
he memory of the tramp had entirely
escaped him. To his astonishment the
adm door stood open, II thing unpree
'aented. and on the hearth lay the
asst ehibers OF Il fire. Recollection
anne swiftly. and with hurried fingers
le lighted candle to gaze about the |
1aled room. Everything seemed in or
lef. Tut the man was gone. and, with |
IN exclamation, Robinson darted to |
lie cupboard. where We're kept his |
learest possessions. Those new boots, |
me glance sutficed = the boots were
'one. In their place stood Il pair of |
usty high lows and at that sight Rob
hson rage found words. In fluent and
picturesque English he cursed empaat
eaiiy and categorically himself. his be-
ohgihgs, the tramp and all belonging
0 him. He even began on the bisaop
Ut checked that. The bishops theory
night be good.
"Hnt out here it's burned poor proc-
Ice, thought Robinson ruefully.
" here can the skunk have gone: He
aust have 'em on
mere was practically only one way
III or the town-the railroad-and
udden remembrance of the waiting
relght ears flashed across Robinson,s
lind. To seize the lantern, light if
nd lock the door behind him was but
le work Of a minute In the next he
ad started down the hill on dog
'ot the expression Of his mouth bod
* Ill for the tramp were he careless
noush to be caught.
Into the dark. dirty car, where lay a
wv tattered relics, turned out now and
len by irate conductor or busy freight
and. but always slipping back, came
oblnson with determined mien. lam
rn in one hand. pistol in the other.
Hold up your feet" he said sharplv
he men reused, dazed and protesting
ON heavy slumbers, stared bewilder- ,
lly as they thrust out feet drawn .