The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1904-10-21

About five years ago was staying
IN q little town on the Pacific coast,
partly for health and partly for pleas
IRE, and it was there I first made the
acquaintance Of Tom Chatlern- Tom
was a great faYOrite IN the neighbOr-
hood, as his face, form and manners
we're irreproachable, and we soon be-
came fast friends. We were called
the twins by the wits Of the town, for
We we're insepara5le, and many 4 lone
~ night we spent together, camped on
the hillside under the twinkling stars
But Tom had a buried past, and no
matter how jOviaI he was he would
never speak Of his early life, so ]
concluded he had suffered some bitter
disappointment and had buried him
self away from civilization IN the rude
but hOspitabIe west
He was, like many others, very
susceptible TO female charms, and was
or was reDuted to BEN love with
Eva ListOD, the daughter Of the sheriff
Of the county, one of the greatest Of
thief hunters known, but his daughter
was his opposite in every way, and
was the fairest and sweetest girl on
the shores Of the Pacific
"One morning 1 shOUIdered my rife
ana sauntered down the principal
street Of the town, on my way to seek
ChatIern, who was to accompany me
on a days shooting. had not pro
ceeded far before I met the object Of
my search, who rushed up and said,
hUrriedly:
q cant 80 to-day, jim have re
ceived some news about family affairs
that has staggered me completely. I'm
aUfully sorry, but 1 really don't feel
lit to go out GOOd-by and pleasant
days sport
q watched his retreating form as
he dashed up the street, and then
slowly paced along wondering what
could disturb a man usually so cool
and confident, but I soon gave up sur
missing and started for the hills intend
ter and spend as good a day as pos
sible.
1T was a singularly unlucEy day,
for could not get within range Of
anything large, so with a curse at my
III luck 1 made tracks for the town
early in the evening 1 did not tell
you that the town was situated on a
rocky coast, whose shores were pre-
cipitOus and dangerous in the extreme,
especially near the town; in fact, no
vessel save skiffs and small boats dare
run the gauntlet into the little shell
tered bay inside the breakers.
AS I approached the town felt
a little sheepish at returning so
early. and empty-handed to boot so
I determined to take a stroll by the
shore until night fell. when I could slip
unnOticed home 1 struck down by
the shore road, but soon Quickened my
pace, for 1 observed a crowd running
in the direction OF the Black Rocks,
the most dangerous point on the whole
coast, and I Immediately concluded
that some wayfarer had fallen over
the rocks and was dashed to pieces
below rushed up breathless and
saw them gazing into the roaring sea
hundreds Of feet below, straining their
eyes to catch a glimpse Of some object
beneath
g" He has escaped roared a big,
burIy man whom recognized as the
sheriff; but, by heaven, he shall never
leave there alivei Would a revolver
reach him, I wOnder?' and, throwing
himself down, he crept to the edge
Of the cliff and fired several shots to-
ward the sea
&" Missed he grOwled as he wiped
the clay on his trousers; and worse
luck, the tide is running out I hope
he'll remain here until it comes in