Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-05-20
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PAUL LEICESTER FORD
COPYRIGHT 1897
By DODD MEAD x COMFY

Its needs, the temptation is strong to use
the same weapons ones self.
THE toughest part of it is Fred went
on, that we thought we had the whole
thing hands down. and that was what made
my father go in so deep. Only the death of
one of the NJ. w. directors. who held eight
thousand shares of X. & A., got us in this
hole, for the G. s. put up relation to con-
test the will, and so delayed the obtaining
of letters of administration, blocking his
executors from giving proxy. 1t was as
mean trick as ever was played"
1.-THE G. s. Is a tough customer to fight"
l remarked, and asked, "Why didn't you
burn the letters?" really wishing they had
done so.
I'VE feared duplicate proxies might get
through in time and thought that by keep
ing these we might cook up a question as
to which were legal. and then by injunction
prevent the use of ether
"And those Englishmen'' 1 inquired ARE
they real?'
ooh, certainly" he rejoined "They were
visiting my brother. and thought the whole
thing great larks" Then he told me how
the thing had been done. They had sent
MISS Cullen to my car, so as to get me out
of the way, though she hadn't known It.
He and his brother got off the train at the
last stop. with the guns and masks and
concealed themselves on the platform of
the mail car. Here they had been Joined
by the Britishers at the right moment, the
DISCUSSES assumed and the train held up as
already told. OF course. the dynamite
had been thrown about the car merely to
confuse the clerk Then while Frederic
Cullen. with the letters, had stolen back to
the car the two Englshmen had crept back
to where they had stood Here, as had
been arranged, they opened fire, which AL
pert cullen duly returned, and then joined
them. Il don't see now how you spotted
u.s., Frederic ended
| told him, and his disgust was amusing
to see Going to Oxford may be all right
Tor the classics he growled, "but it's de-
structive to gumption."
we rode into camp pretty gloomy crowd.
ano those OF the party waiting for us there
were not much better but when Lord Rallies
dlsmounted and showed up in his substitute
Tor trousers there was a general shout of
laughter. Even Miss Cullen had to laugh
Ior moment. And as his lordship bolted
for his tent. said to myself "Honors are
easy"
told the sheriff that I had recovered
the lost property, but did not think any
arrests necessary yet; and. as he was
the agent of the K. & A at Flagstaff, he
didn't question my opinion. I ordered the
stage out, and told Tolfree to give us a
feed before we started, but a more silent
meal l never sat down to, and noticed
that Miss Cullen didn't eat anything, while
the tragic look on her face was so pa
fhetic as nearly to drive me frantic
we started little after 5, and were
clear of the timber before it was too dark
to see. At the relay station we waited an
hour for the moon, after which 1t was a
clear track. We reached the halfway
ranch about II, and while changing the
stage horses / reused Mrs. Klostermeyer.
and succeeded in getting enough cold NUT
ton and bread to make two rather decent
looking sandwiches. With these and a
glass of whisky and water I went to tie
stage, to find Miss Cullen curled UP on the
seat asleep, her head resting in her
brothers arms.
"She has nearly worried herself to death
ever since you told her that road agents
were hung, Frederic whispered: land she's
been crying tonight over that lie she told
you, and altogether she's worn out with
travel and excitement"
I screwed the cover on the travelling
glass, and put 1t with the sandwiches in the
rough ride" 1 said, land If she wakes up
they may give her little strength. I only
wish l could have spared her the fatigue
and anxiety
"She thought she had to lie for fathers
sake, but she's nearly broken hearted over
it." he continued.
I looked Frederic in the face as said
II honor her for IT, and in that moment
he and l became friends
Just see how pretty she is!'' he whis-
pered. with evident affection and pride,
turning back the flap of the rug In which
she was wrapped.
She was breathing gently, and there was
just that touch of WEAKNESS and sadness in
her face that would appeal to any man. 1t
made me gulp. I'm proud to say; and when
l was back on my pony. said to myself.
For her sake, I'll pull the Culens out of
this scrape If it costs me my position"
(TO be continued tOmOrrOwl