Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-05-08
THE
SPENDERSl
ATale Of the Third Generation
By HARRY LEON WILSON
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Copyright, by Lothrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTER XX.-CoNT1NUED.

Aesc1Seu ueClSlOu. MI. ArleQSo mas tC
buy, so many gold cigarettes and vint.
ages aud trouserings, and belong tc
SO many clubs, that he wants the cour,
to help him chouse poor grocer Out
oil his money. Say, Billy, that judge
could fine me for contempt of court
right now, fur reservin' his decision
You bet Mr.. Arledge would a. got my
decision. right hot ON the griddle. Id
a told him: You're the meanest kind
OF crook l ever heard of fur wantin
10 lie down on your fat back and
whine out OF payin' fur the grub you
put in your big gander paunch,' I'd tell
hlm. and now you march to the lock-
up till you can look honest folks in
the face, I'd tell him. Say, Billy,
some crooks are worse than others.
rake Nate Leverson out there Nate
set up night and day for six years in
vent1n' process fur sweatin' gold into
ore; finally he gets it; how he does it,
nobody knows, but he sweat gold 10
inches into the solid rock. The first
few holes he sailed he gets rid of all
right, then of course they catch him,
and Mates doin' time now. But say,
l got respect fur Nate since readin'
that piece. There's a good deal of a.
man about him, or about any common
burglar or sneak thief, compared to
this duck. They take chances, say
nothin' of the hard work they do.
This fellow won't take a chance and
won't work day. Billy, that's the
meanest specimen of crook l ever run
against, bar none, and that crook is
produced and tolerated in q place
that's said to be the center of culture
and refinement and practical achieve
ment.' Billy, he's pill!"
That's right" said Billy Brue.
promptly throwing the recalcitrant
Arledge overheard.
But it amt none of nv business.
What l. do spleen again, is havin' a
grandson of mine livin' in a commun-
1ty where~a man that'll act like that
Is actually let In their houses by hon
est folks. Think of son of Daniel
J. Bines treatin' folks like that as if
they was his equals. Say, Dan'l had a
line Of faults, all right-but, by God!
he'd a trammed ore fur two twenty
five day any time in his life rather'n
not pay dollar he owed. And think
OF this lad making his bed in this kind
OF place where men are brought up
to them ways; and that name; think
OF husky, two-fsted boy like him let
tin himself be called by a measly lit
tie gum-drop name like Percival, when
he's got a right to be called Pete.
And he's right in with 'em. He'd be
Jest as bad-give him a little time:
and Pishy engaged to a damned for
tune-hunting Englishman into the bar
gain. It's all Higbee said it was, only
it goes double. Say, Billy, been
thinkin' this over all night
"'Tis mighty worryin', amt it.
Uncle Peter?"
"And l got it thought OUT
Sure, you must "a got it down to
cases."
Billy, listen now. There's a fellow
down in Wall street. His name is
Shepler, Rulon Shepler. He's most the
biggest man down there"
Sure! I heard of him.
Listen. I'm goin' to bed now. I
can sleep since I got my mind made
up. But want to see Shepler in pri-
vate tomorrow. Don't wake me up
in the morning. But get up yourself,
and go find his ofice-look in a d.
rectory, then ask a policeman. Shep-
1er's busy man. You tell the clerk
Or whoever holds you up that Mr.. Peter
Bines wants an appointment with Mr..
Shepler as soon as he can make it
Mr.. Peter Bines, of Montana City. Be
there by $3.50 SOS to get him as soon
as he comes. He knows me; tell him
want to see him on business soon
as possible, and find out when he can
give me time. And don't you say to
anyone else that ever seen him or
sent you there. Understand? Don't
ever say word to anyone Remem-
Der, now, be there at $3.50, and don't
let any clerk put you OF, and ask him
what hour'll be convenient for him.
Now get what sleeps comm to you.
It's five o'clock"
al AOoA Oily oIue returned 10 the
hotel to find Uncle Peter finishing a
hearty breakfast.
Il found him all right, Uncle Peter.
The lookout acted suspicious, but I
saw the main guy himself come out
of door-like I'd seen his picture in
the papers, so just called to him and,
said: Mr.. Peter Bines wants to see
YOU like that. He took me right into
his Office, and I told him what you
said. and he'll be ready for you at two
o'clock. He knows mines, all right.
out our way, don't he?-and he crowd
ed handful of these tin-foil cigars
on to me, and acted real sociable.
Told me to drop in any time. Say.
he'd run purity high in the yellow stuff
all right"
,."'At two o'clock, you say?"
j Eyes"
And what's his number?''
Gee, I forgot; %, I can tell you,
though. You go down Broadway to
that old church-say, Uncle Peter,
there's folks in that buryin' ground
been dead over 200 years, if you can
go by their gravestones. Gee! didn't
s'pose anybody'd been dead that long
then you turn down the gulch right
opposite, until you come to the Van
sdeyere building, a few rods down on
the left. shepler's there. Git into the
bucket and go up to the second level,
and you'll find him In the left-hand