Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1904-09-15

science ana continued.
1.-THE second time you live you prove
your innocence of a crime by fastening
II upon yourself. Is 1t not strange?
/ no sabe your fortune, senior, but there
1t is, plain to see. And, look! there
ia a queen OF hearts; a fair young
'cnOrita whose fate links ~ItA
yours"
THAT viii do"
The silver rang as he threw IL down
on the table and turned away. He
had not taken two steps before the old
woman had him by the arm.
you make your living with the
cards, senor," she breathed harshly;
have care that you do nothing
wrong"
He pulled away from her and drew
himself up.
IL play an honorable game" said he
CURLY.
"Ojala!" she mumbled; you may be
honest, but you cannot be honorable
and follow the cards. Beware OF three
knaves and two red sevens, senOr."
"Why?"
leave the table alive!"
"Gracias, senora," he said, a fine
scorn lurking in the words; 1.-THE flu
ture is riddle and riddle you have
read me. AS for the jacks full on red
sevens, 1t is a good hand in any game
and I shall be glad to receive it.
Adios!"
Thereupon he left the Office and or
dered the hostler to bring his team.
CHAPTER II.
Darrell 'PRESENTS HIS COMPLI-
MENTs."
AS Darrell climbed into his blackboard
the man in cordTroys rode past on
calico cayuse. To the saddle cantle
was strapped a well-worn travelling
bag.
Darrell caught the stranger survey
ing him covertly. The mans gaze
was quickly averted, however, when the
other parted the scrutiny with keen
look.
There's certainly a heavy load on
that fellows mind" thought Darrell as
he gathered up the lines and fiicked
the whip lash between the bronchos'
ears.
The galloping cayuse was pointed
south and Darfel's plunging team
swiftly carried him abreast of its rider,
and ahead. Quickly the stranger drew
rein and was still at a halt when the
blackboard and It's single passenger
topped rise and vanished on the other
side.
In those days all sorts and condi-
lions of men were to be met in that
section, so Darrell scarcely gave the man
in corduroys further thought. you
may be honest, but you cannot be
honorable" were the words that passed
and repassed through his mind.
Rarely, indeed. did this freelance al
low anything to weigh upon his spir-
its. But there was something in the
Mexicana's statement that struck cru
ely against desire to be little differ
ent and little better than he knew
himself to be.
IAN honorable man must be honest"
thought Darrell, ''but an honest man is
not necessarily honorable" He smiled
to himself. "That Is what the sonora
would imply and she is not consistent"
Ali the way to Sandy Bar he solilo-
Quized, coming to himself abruptly
when he sighted the Eponay below
him and made out the huddled build
ings of the camp. With shrug he
dismissed his unpleasant reflections
and gave attention to the work that
confronted him.
Where will find Murgatroyd?" he
asked of the man who took charge of
his team at the camp corral.
That's tellin'," was the answer, as
4 pair of speculative eyes Travelled
over the newcomer. by ten an after
3ou can generally find Murg at Hawk
5ill's. Sometimes durin' the day he's
at his mimi Office"
''Where is the Officer"
up stairs over Kaliper's place. See |
that buildin' with the lamps in front?" |
The man pointed down the street as |
ne put the question.
"Yes," replied Darrell. els that Kali |
iper's?"
Nav, that's Hawkbill's. Kaliper's
is the next buildin' north"
Thank you"
Darrell started Immediately, his |
light, graceful figure watched curious
" by the man at the corral. "a tin
horn, if l know the brand" the man
shaking his head foreboding-
y as he began unhitching the team;
he looks it all right, and besides he