Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-02-21
THE SPENDERS A TALE OF THE THIRD GENERATION By HARRY LEON WILSON
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By HARRY LEON WILSON
Copyright, by Lothrop Publishing Company

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 Here's fine letter to read on hot day." called Percival. I'm catching cold" He continued. We have a very good line, better than from Beaver Canyon, our maps filed and construction under way; all grading done !, and some track laid That's what you call hustling. The main drawback is that Red Bank canyon. It's a regular ava lanche for eight miles. The snow slides ! just fill the river. One just above our | camp filled 1t for A mile and 40 feet deep | and cut down it. trees like razor slaves your face had to run to get out of the way Reached Madison Valley with one tent and it looked more like mosquito bar than canvas. The old cloth wouldn't hard ly hold the patches together I slept out doors for six weeks. ] got frost-bitten con siderable and the rReumatiz. I tell you, | at 75 I ain't the man I used to be. find I need stout tent and good warm sleep ing bag for them kind of doings nowdays. We'll, this western country would be pretty dull for you I suppose going to balls and parties every night with the Astors and Vanderbilts. hope you ain't cut loose none.
 By the way, that party that ground sluiced us, the woman who was with your | pa when he died and who turned up later | with fake marriage certificate and will, | Coplen he met party in Spokane the other day that seen her in Paris last spring. She | was laying in a stock of duds and the | party gethered that she was goii,s back | to New York The Milbreys, father and son, came up and greeted the group on the piazza.
 I've just frozen both ears reading a letter from my grandfather" said Percival. Excuse me one moment and I'll be done"
 "All right, old chap. I'll see if there's some, mail for me. Dad can chat with the ladies. An, here's Mrs. Drelmer. Mornin'!" a | Perciyal resumed his letter. | going back to New York and make the society bluff They say she's got the face | to do 1t all right. Coplen learned she come | out here with gambler from New Or l leans and she was dealing bank herself | up to Wallace for spell while he was broke This gambler he was the slickest | short-card player ever struck hereabouts. l He was too good. He was so good they | shot him all up one night last fall over l to Wardner She hadn't lived with him | for some time then, though Coplen says | they was lawful man and wife, so guess maybe she was glad when he got 1t good l in the chest-place-
 Fred Milbrey came out of the hotel office. .t'
 "No mail" he said. Come, let's be getting along. Finish your letter on the way, Zines"
 I've just finished" said Percival, ! glancing down the last sheet. -Coplen says she is now calling herself | Mrs French Wybert or some such name. | just thought I'd tell you in case you might run acrost her and l Come along. old chap" urged Mill brey; Mrs Wybert will be1wafting" His father had started of with Psyche. Mrs. Zines and Mrs. Drelmer were preparing to follow.
 "I beg your pardon" said Percival, q didn't quite catch the name"
 "I say Mrs. Wybert and mother will be waiting-come along!"
 What name?"
 "Wybert-Mrs. French Wybert-my friend-what's the matter?"
 We can't go-that is-we can't [ luCCl AGl. tOihS bcSh ~ i he called to Psyche, and then:
 q want a word with you and your father, MT. Milbrey."
 The two joined the elder Milbrey and the three strolled out to the flower bordered walk, while Psyche Zines went, wondering. back to her mother.
 Whats all the row." inquired Fred Milbrey.
 You've been imposed upon. This woman-this Mrs. French Wybert- there can be no mistake; you are sure that's the name?"
 "Of course I'm sure: she's the widow of a southern gentleman, Col. French Wybert, from New Orleans"
 Yes, the same woman. There is no : doubt that you have been imposed upon. The thing to do is to drop her i quick-she isn't right
 "In what way has my family been imposed upon, Mir. Bines?" asked the elder Milbrey, somewhat perturbed. Mrs Nybert is lady of family and large means"
 Yes, I know. she has, or did have awhile ago. s2,O0O, 900 in cold cash"
 Well, Mir. Bines-"
 Cant you take my word for it, that she's not right-not the woman for your wife and daughter to meet?' Look here, Bines." the younger Mil brey spluttered. this won't do, you know. If you've anything to say against Mrs. Wybert, you'll have 10 say it out and you'll have to be re- sponsibIe to me, sir"
 Take my word that you've been i'm posed upon; she's not-not the kind of person you would care 10 know, to be thrown"
 "I and my family have found her quite acceptable. Mir. Bines." inter posed the father. stifiy. Her deport- ment is scrupulously correct, and am in her confidence regarding certain very extensive investments-she can not be an impostor. siri"
 But I tell you she isn't right, in- sisted PercivaI. warmly.
 'oh. sec" said the younger Mil brey-his face clearing all al once. Its all right. dad. come oni"
 If you insist" said Percival. "bu; none nf US can meet her"
 "Itis all right. dad-I undsrstand-'
 Nor can ve know anyone who re ceives her"
 Really. sir began the elder Mil brey. your errontery in assuming to dictate the visiting list of ny family is overwhelming