The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1906-03-17

Don't stand gaping there like q
blasted idiot" he rbared. Get along
with you and double quick too. See
you have things well cleaned up by the
time get there, or I'll make it hot for
you. Here's the key"
Robinson's methods were convincing,
and the man after one glance TO assure
himself Of the speakers sincerity
turned and departed In haste. With a
relieved sigh Robinson crossed to the
nearest saloon.
Its on me, boys" he remarked
cheerfully. "What'il you havey"
When finally Robinson mounted the
hill to his cabin night had fallen, and
the memory of the tramp had entirely
escaped him. To his establishment the
cabin door stood open, a thing unprec-
edented, and on the hearth lay the
last embers of a fire. Recollection
came swiftly, and with hurried fingers
he lighted a candle TO gaze about the
udied OOH Everything seemed in or
der. But the man was gone. and. with
an exclamation. Robinson darted to
the cupboard, where were kept his
dearest possessions. Those new boots!
One glance sufficed - the boots were
gone. In their place stood a pair OF
rusty high lows. and at that sight Rob-
inson's rage found words. In fluent and
picturesque English he cursed emphar-
ically and categorically himself. his be
longings, the tramp and all belonginr
to him. He even began on the bisho
but checked that. The bishops theorg
might be good
Come out o. the porch. sis, and let us
talk matters over" She followed him,
feeling there was trouble coming, and,
drawing her low chair next To his.
placed ms elbow on his chair arm and
covered her face with that hand. For
watching the frefies beginning their
evening dance over the meadow and
listening 20 the distant call OF a whip
poorwill. Across the valley the village
lights were coming In sight one by
one, and a faint odor of new mown
hay came to him. The pathetic little
figure at his side unnerved him. how
WI Ata lt hb1aAiNil W EdN nIlAA HE
must.
well, Sis" he said at last, 1--WE kept
matters from you as long as | can. We
not only W Hobbs a good deal. but
as much more In smaller bills to 9th
ers, and there is no money to pay
them. I've worried about them more
than you know or than I cared to. have
Won nna NJ furn fhtnoc p.t,cx fo I1~n
either borrow money and pay these
bills or / must go away and carr
some"
Then the little head beside him sunk
slowly to his chair, and as he began
stroking 1t he added: 'T've written to
Frank Mason, my old college chum,
and through him have received a fair
offer to go to Boston and have decided
to accept 1t. I shall leave here as soon
as / can get ready"
the paper It's written on"
When Staples had departed 1t dawn
ed upon Albert that he had uninten-
tion ally paved the way for his own es-
cape from Frye. "I1l stay away to.
morrow" he said to himself, "and let
Staples get In his work and then face
the inevitable storm that l have start
ed
When, two days later, he purposely
reached the office late Frye did not
ever bid him good morning.
Where were you yesterday !" he said
CURLY as Albert entered.
81 was availing myself of your ex-
press wish that l cultivate young Ma
son." was the answer. I'VE went to
Beverly to see to the housing in OF his
yacht for the winter"
n strange Accident.
Some time ago a man fell dead IN .
crowded street Of San Francisco. Ire
hospital surgeons were astonished TO
lnd that he had died Of what appeared
to be a bullet wound In his temple. A
hundred people who witnessed the ac-
cident were ready to testify that no
firearm hed been discharged at the
time. An examination exposed a small
pebble in the mans brain. Fol q Ions
time the case was a mystery, until an
ingenious detective solved 1t with an
explanation which he proved by expert
ment. The wheels OF a heavy dray had
damned the pebble against the steel
rails of the car track and then dis
charged It up into the air with such
terrific force that 1t crashed into the
brain of the passerby as II 1t had been
n bullet