The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-12-23

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an personal line.
Sech manifestations of keenness on tho
part Of the real Mr.. Range and OF sympathy
on the part Of the woman in the case again
reused me doubts OF SUCCESS, as large and
1 waited and watched. This misgivin',
derided by large. caused me the fust night
on the retarn OF the fake Mr.. Range from
the surety comp'ny to slip down and sneak
up'wan Of the sealed packages he he'd
brought back wit him.
He he'd brought back a plinty, eonsidertn'
the preoar'us condition OF the CONCERN
bonds and scrip, with n scatterin' OF long
greens not to be sneezed at. All OF these
he TUNED over to Mile Wirtz, who looked
with ~compuncshun toward the real Mr..
Range, and give him ar extry bite and drink
on the quite.
Her pardner, the fake Mr.. Range, was
now swollen also with pride and conse-
uuenoe. 20 hea him tell OF all he had did
and was goin' to do, Of the congratulations
he he'd received on the announcemint OF his
marriage, OF the folks who was going to call
| and the improvements he was going to makes
! showed that he counted on the real Mr..
Range as did and buried.
I know the col~dbloodedness OF the pose
med his unfortunit victim squum in his
| chair; Il med Mile, too, tunn pale and
bite her lip with her pritty teeth, as sech
like women do whin they secritly dissolve
not to stand for a sutten ting. Not bein'
prepared as Tit for q break, she gev some
excuse about gittin' more food, and hurried
downstairs.
Thin It was that the real Mr.. Range casht
his eyes up to the loophole We he'd cut In
the ceiling and winked tree times. At this
agreed signal large and I slipped down the
stairs inc into the room.
Like the n~iseless sweep OF a pistilence,
we seized the fake Mr.. Range, throttled
him, gagged him, bound him and ripped
| OF his clothes. In an instant we he'd the
real Mr.. Range unbound and he slipped
out Of his clothes and into those OF the fake
Mr.. Range, whom we rapidly attired in his.
Thin we tied the fake Mr.. Range In the
chair which the real Mr.. Range had oo-
| cypied and the transformashun was COM
plete.
Hist" cried the real Mr.. Range, who
he'd been going through the pockets Of his
new suit in a peculiar fashun, / t'oughts
here she comes up the stairs. We don't
want no scene. Get back to the garrett
until 1 can secure the booty from her, and
thin, whin l hev med some excuse to send
her back again, well be of, leavin' the
two villains TO their own Devices
There was no time for %argymint; II did
seem the easiest way. It wud unly take
us a second to be back again to overpower
and wrest the treasure from a feeble old
man.. We obeyed.
why, you have gagged the poor old
fellow again. cried Nellie, a. she KEN into
the room.
She hurried over to the chair; she bins
over the bound and gagged figure. She
started back.
Had she noticed the diff renee in the back
Of his neck; had she noticed the lack OF
substince to bis bump At all events, she
he'd an intuishun Of it; ever IL the only
cause was because. She faced the odder
with heaving buzzum and eyes fiashin'
with excitement.
sYis, Nellie,' said the real Mr.. Range
quietly, "it 10 I, n that 10 he over there.
You don't want to be mixed up In murder,
my girl. Besides, the oomp'ny Ia In trouble;
officers may be here amy moment to artist
me. Don't you tink you he'd better come
with mel Don't you t'ink they. he'd better
take him for me2'
I swear IL vas like a prize e~xsminashun
in p~ussonal pronouns.
She smiled demurely.
You are unly fooling," she said. 'Of
course you are you; and he 10 hs.'
But she tnpped to his side, clingin' az
fectionate to his arm.
Thin large n I got busy; In tree leaps
we was down the stairs, oonfrontin' thin
In the hall.
Again the real Mr.. Ranges hands whit
into bis pocket; ont they kern with a bull
dog revolver in eaoh var
Back to your din, you hounds he said.
with Q dangerous look t'roo the glasses
balanced on the ind OF his great nose.
Half an hour later large and I crep'
out Of the rear intranoe like whipped
what he called us Even as we struck the
road, and at livery step It seemed to fly
up and strike back, we heard a vilent ring
ing and thin q crash at the front dure.
AT all evints. we're better of than the
fake Mr.. Range sighed large.
How much better OF we won't know
till We hev' opened this I added consoling.
as I showed him for the fust the sealed
package / he'd sneaked be way OF Oom-
pensashun.
A the first convenient light large snaked
of the wrapper. A lot OF cards was dis
closed. arranged In alphabetical order and
kivered with clus writin'.
.Hurrah for you, smithere;' he cried, In
wild e~xultashun. you've called the tunn;
you've eagled the budd. Welcome the
winter Of our discontint since sech glor'us
summer now busts into view -.