The Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1903-1909, 1905-08-08


ever hear from John Burt, jim? i've
alters said he'd turn up on top, some
day or mother"
Would you like to hear from
hlm?" asked Blake, without raising
his eyes.
Would 1? Dye know anything er'
bout him, jim? Dew ye really"
There's a man in the next room
who knows a lot about him" reph%+
| Blake. Come and meet him"
Blake opened John Burt's door ahE
stood in the way as Sam entered
Johu was seated at his desk and die
not turn his head or make a now
when Blake said:
a derman Rounds wishes to speah
to yoI."
Blake stepped outside and closee
the door. John deliberately blottee
an unfinished letter, rose and adj
yanced to meet Sam. who stood aWk
wardly by the door, hat in hand.
Il am glad to meet you, Alderman
! Rounds" he said, extending his
hand 81 have heard of you and wish
the pleasure of your acquaintance
Pray be seated. Alderman.
The sharp blue eyes of the visitor
were fixed on the speaker, and only
| for an instant was he in doubt.
q know we, John, God bless We,
John! Heou are ye. John Burt! I'm
plumb tickled ter death ter see We!
Well, well. Welt"
His honest eyes glistened as he
threw his hat to the floor and grasIe ed
Johns hands with a grip which
have made the average man vince,
And I'm glad to see you, Sam! 1t
seems like coming back to life to
meet you. Sit down and tell me all
about yourself and Rocky Woods"
The last time saw ye, John" he
said, was under them maple trees
in front of the Bishop house. reck-
on you amt forgot that night. You
galloped away in the dark on my
horse an | amt seen ye since. Now
you begin at the place like in them
stories which run in the F1reSlde
Companion where it says to be con-
tinued in our next and keep right
on up to the present time
John laughed and gave Sam a hur-
ried sketch of his career. He told
of his voyage around Cape Horn, his
arrival in San Francisco, the search
for the mine described by the dying
sailor, his meeting with Jim Blake,
the discovery of the gold mine, his
association with John Hawkins and
the incidents which led to the forma-
ton of the firm of James Blake &
Company. John said nothing to lead
Sam to think that Blake was only a
representative, but the shreWd
Yankee guessed the truth.
q swan. John. this is tew good tew
be true!" he gasped, shaking hands
again. You amt told me half the
truth, an ye don't have tew. ! can
guess the rest. You're James Blake
& Company. You're the man who's
taught these Wall Street chaps les
son! I'm proud of ye John! Didn't l
alters say somethin' like this would
happen? An you can't have too
much good fortune to suit me, John,
an | don't want thing from We.
just like tew see ye win, because
well, because We orter win"
Thank you, Sam
hoot tbnndpr hNU tbin
turn out?' observed Sam. II saw
jim when he was down tew Rocky
Woods a few months ago, an when
he told me that he was the Jim
Blake, you could a knocked me down
with willow switch. | said tew my
self then, that had it been John Burt
| wouldn't been surprised. An now,
by thunder, it was John Burt who
did it after all. But how erbout Jim
Blake, John? If you're James Blake
& Company, whom the dickens is
Jim?"
81 am not James Blake & Com.
pany," said John with smile. Il
am the Company. Jim has substan-
tial interest in the firm, and has done
much towards its success"
I'm mighty glad tew hear it," de-
clared Sam, "but reckon can guess
who does the thinkin Jim's a fine
Teller, but he alters was reckless an
careless, though mebbe he's out
grown it. Where is he? Send fer
him, John, an We'll all talk it over
together, like we did in the old days
back in Rocky Woods"
John pressed button and an at
tendant responded.
eff Mr. Blake is not busy, say that
| should like to see him." he said
There's one thing you haven't told
me erbout," said Sam, shifting his
feet awkwardly. II don't want tew
pry into your private affairs, John,