The Birmingham age-herald., 1906-08-05
RETRIBUTION FOR
 A FALSE FRIEND
Weird Tale That Was Told by
 an Old Trapper
LOST HIS ROLL OF MONEY
Aaron cockburn Sheltered Man Who Was in Hard Luck and Was Robbed for His Pains.
 A Desperate Fight.

From the Philadelphia North American.
 Every seat was occupied about the stove and the villagers were relating yarns to pass away the evening" while the postmaster was working away sorting over the newly arrived mail for the set clement, when in walked Aaron Cockburn, one of the aged residents. and took q seat.
 Aaron had been a steady loafer about the country store for many years. was one of the poor residents of the village, living in camp some distance away. but in his early days had been a prosperous trapper and guide. and had been known to have accumulated some money from the sales of his pelts. until one day. or night. he had lost all his earnings by the sudden de- parture of his pal" who had been with him forsa a few years.
 Aaron wasn't much of talker, seldom entered into the general conversation but was always on hand to enjoy pipe smoke with the loafers and listen to the re- marks and yarns of his neghbors every evening when they gathered about the big stove.
 Very little of his career was known to the average villager of the younger class and even the older members were not posted his affairs, and the financial loss was not generally known or under stood
 Say, Aaron, spoke up one of the aged villagers in the party, cant you give Us some kind of a yarn about yer early life, as you was absent fer num- Der of years as l know of when you went out west, so praps you've got some- thing of interest to relate. so what do yer say?"
 Well, Colonel can't say as I've got anything that might be called a history connected with my early life, as I'm aware of, but maybe I might relate to youse people a little yarn that would be new to those present, as l did see bit of the west while away, and might say that l had somewhat of an unex- pected meeting with an old pal of mine that was somewhat of a surprise, and It's kinder kept In my memory all these years.
 Way back in '76 some of youse might remember the time, I was a hunter In this section and managed to gather up plenty of furs and got plenty of pelts, which was easily disposed of for the genuine eoin and after awhile, when 1t was a getting kinder prosperous for me, as I might say, along comes Andy Per kins who had lived kinder like a dog in these parts of the woods most of the time, and says Andy 10 me. What do you say about joining hands for the hunting?
 Beings Andy was somewhat of trapper and was running against hard luck about that time, and me q getting | about all the animals I could handle, and a selling them as fast as | could l AL. ..x.I-A .s.rl,f be all right to have the feller join with me, as Andy was all right when he was sober, but when he got in a few drinks wasn't of much account for hunting and trapping
 Took Pity on Andy
 q kinder took pity on Andy as yer might add. for he was a good-natured cuss sometimes. was amusing at times. and we used to go into the woods often and bring back plenty of furs, when he was sober, for Andy certainly understood the business when he was sober but when the liquor was handy, never a trap would he set, or start out for game un- til all the goods was gone, an Of course his money went too.
 "Of course I kept tending strictly to business and soon had several hundred dollars laid away in the camp. but didn't suppose Andy knew about It. an never expected he would bother it if he did, as we were pards all right that winter an never supposed he'd give me the bad deal, but you can never tell who's your friend in this world.
 Was figuring on getting few more pelts, and then the money for 'em, so as to give up the trapping business and a settling down to enjoy myself during my later days. and had jest tucked my big roll of money away when in comes Andy for the night
 Could see that he'd been drinking some, but. as that wasn't anything new to me. paid no attention to 1t and went off to my bunk in a short time an. be- ing kinder tired out soon fell into deep slumber, an never had no bad dreams that night
 When I awolxe next morning early and looked around for Andy in the cabin, he was not there. and wasn't to be found outside, either. an I noticed that he hadn't slept fin his bunk during the night. and, of course, went out with out cooking any breakfast for every thing was as had left 1t the night be- fore.
 "KInder had a strange feeling that the going away of my peked-up partner wasn't jest right, so was beginning to think about my roll of money-some- where about s600-that I had been saving up for some time past, an had tucked away in the bottom of my bunk, be- tween some boards where l never sus- pected Andy would think of looking for 1t.
 '~Went over to the bunk and made an investigation, an it kinder made me sick when I saw that the bottom of the bunk I had been q sleeping on had big hole cut through the bottom boards, and the money was gone.
 Did I swear or feel mad? Well, jest 1lttle-after such ingratitude from the felYer that I had taken in and fed for l weeks, and give him a chance to get ahead with the traps. an to think he'd done me good and hard in one night was the last straw. as you might say Vowed Vengeance.
 "Swore I'd kill the sroundrel on sight, an, guess I'd done 1t if he'd been there
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