Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1906-05-16

| up the line, and Ormsby recognized
the burly person of the governor and
the fierid face and pursy figure of the
receiver, in the group of men crossing
from the private car to the waiting
inn tally-ho. Being a seasoned trav-
eler, the clubman lost no time in find
ing the station agent
Isn't there some way you can get
me up to the hotel before that crowd
reaches?" he asked, adding: ''I'll make
1t worth your while"
; The reply effaced the necessity for
| haste. 49,
The inn auto will be down in few
minutes, and you can go up in that
Naught-seyen brought Gov Bucks and
the receiver and their party, and
they're going down to Megilp, the min
ing camp on the other side of the state
| line. They've chartered the tally-ho
for the day." -
OrmsbY waited, and a little later was
whisked away to the hotel: in the tom
neau of the guests automobile Aft
erward came day which was rather
hard to get through. Breakfast, a
leisurely weighing and measuring of
|
mending conditions, and the writing
of letter or two helped him wear out
the forenoon; but after luncheon the
time dragged dispiteously, and he was
| glad enough when the auto-car came
to take him to the station for the even
ing train.
AS it happened, there were no other
passengers for the eastbound Flyer;
and finding he still had some minutes
to wait. Ormsby lounged into the tele-
graph office Here the bonds of ennui
were loosened by the. gradual develop
ment of little mystery. First the
telephone bell rang smartly, and when
the telegraph. operator took down the
ear-piece and said "Well?" in the i'm
perious tone common to his kind, he
evidently received a communication
that shocked him
Ormsby overheard but meager half
of the wire conversations; and the ex-
element, whatever it's nature, was at
the other end OF the line. None the
less, the station agents broken ejacu
lationS We're provocative of keen in
terest in man who had been boring
himself desperately for the better part
of day
/ Caught him doing it, you say?
Great Scott, Oh,
don't believe that, YOU know s. :
yes = uh-huh i hear. - But
who did the shooting?" Whether the
information came or not, Ormsby did
not know, for at this conjuncture- the
telegraph instruments ON the table
set up a furious chattering, and the
railway man dropped the receiver and
sprang to his key
In an instant the telegraph opera
tor dashed out of his bay-windowed
retreat and ran up the track to the
private car. In a few minutes he was
back again, holding an excited confer
ence with the chauffeur of the inn au-
tomobile, who was waiting to see If
the Flyer should bring him any fares
| for the hotel.
Ornlsby saw the chauffeur turn his
car in the length of it aud send it
spinning down the road and across
the line into the adjoining state; heard
the mellow whistle of the incoming
train, and saw the station man nerv-
ouSly setting his stop signal; all with
no more than a. mild desire to know
the reason for SO much excitement
and haSte-a desire which was content
to wait on the explanation of events
The explanation, such as it was. did
not linger. The heavy train thun-
dered in, from the west; stopped barely
long enough to allow the single passen-
ger to- swing up the steps of the Pull
man; and went on again to stop a sec
ond time with jerk when it had
passed the sidetrack switch.
Ormsby put his head out of the win
dow and saw that the private car was
to be taken on; remarked also that
the thing was done with the utmost
celebrity. Once out on the main line
with car Naught-seven coupled in, the
train was backed swiftly down to the
station and the, small mystery OF hur-
ryings was sufficiently solved The
governor and his party were returning.
and they did not! WISH to miss con-
nectionS
On this particular evening David
Kent's wrath-fire was far from need
ing an additional stocking Once more
Miss Van Brock had given proof of
her prophetic gift, and Kent had been
moodiIy filling in the details of tn e
picture drawn by her woman's intui-
ton. He had gone late to the house
in Alameda square, knowing that
Portia had dinner guests. And it was
imperative that he should have her to
himself.
+ "You needn't tell me anything bur
| the manner of it's doing" she was
saying. Il knew they would find q
way to stop you--or make one And
| you needn't be spiteful at me- she
added, when Kent gripped the arms
of his chair.
81 don't mind. your saying L told
you so',' he fumed. Its the fact
: that didn't have sense enough to see
what an easy game / was dealins
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