Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1905-03-03

had bUwlei along those delightful, long,
broad streets on the north side almost
whole afternoon. Again had John WICK.
~ made Mr.. W. Mason Huntley the SUD-
ject of their conversation. He had been
to the city Office of the s. Il 5. w. TO
make inquiries as to his Whereabouts.
There he had found that Mr.. Huntley
was only a special agent of the com
pany, and nobody could tell him anything
AaLout where Re was at present.
They did not know whether he was
i'll the employ of the company. even Ana
as to knowing where he lived, and sucn
like miuutiae. that was too much Ior
the red headed young man who was wit
ing at a desk all the time he was making
short and pointed answers to these ques-
tons. The president might know, but
he was out of the city. All. where wa"
lie? Mr.. Wickly had ventured to ask.
Where? And there was establishment
for you, on that clerks face! He had
said out of the city. And there were only
two geogra phcal points to him-one OF
which was in the city, and that was OF
vast import, while the other was out OF
the city, and that was of no import al
ALL
Mr.. Wickly, with his great exhilara-
ton, and his fair average sense OF hui
NOR, was making this conversation In
the repetition, as ludicrous as possible
for the purpose of amusing his daughter
a little. For when they were alone she
was utterly unlike her old self-belng
dull absent minded and brooding, or sur
prisingly excited and anxious.
For this purpose. too. he had told her
how every man and boy along the Big
Rattlesnake Greek had procured long iron
rods for drilling in the ground, and were
spending their Sundays and rainy days,
when they couldn't ''plow for wheat
in rambling over the hills north of the
Overcoat road, drilling down into and be-
low the yellow clay, after coal. And
many of them had found good veins, too!
And the whole country was wild about
it. And companies were being formed to
work these mines. And the SandtoWn
Farmers Bank had resumed business,
with Columbus Redden as cashier and
president. And money was plenty again.
And
Lizzy, springing straight up off her
seat, and fairly screaming to Bud Ellet,
through the little aperture in the roof
Of the cab, back of his seat!
81 seed ut" Bud answers, swinging
his whip. "Blame fl don't run the theng
to uts hole this time.'
And away they go at a terrific pace
up the street with a yellow-wheeled, top
buggy, with the top laid back, leading
them about a square, and fairly hum
ming along latter a mighty good step
per-" as Bud turned to inform Lizzy.
Nor was it a very difficult task this
time, for Bud Ellet to ''run the theng to
uts hole" The "theng" made a COM
parativeIy short run of six or eight
squares up the thoroughfare, and then
turned upon a little, short, quiet street
to the left, and stopped before small,
plain tWO-st0ry cottage.
Directing Bud to wait and watch the
horse that had been tied to a Matching
ring-Lizzy, preceding her father ran up
the front steps, and finding no door bell,
turned the knob, pushed the door open
and walked into Il little hallway. Through
an open doorway on her left she saw
man standing beside little table, and
removing his gloves slowly and abstract
edly, as he looked down at some plans
and diagrams, drawn in broad red and
black lines upon a wide sheet of paper.
cat last I've chased you to your lair"
Lizzy said, as she threw the door wide
open and almost ran into the room, with
her right hand outtsretched in good,
hearty Hoosier fashion, and her pretty
face beaming. Chow do you do, Mr..
Huntley? And haven't you treated me
wretchedly Positively wretchedly"
ITO he continued.b