The Rich Hill tribune. (Rich Hill, Mo.) 1903-1911, 1907-10-17

tlru perfectly. 50 far as your limited
Information extends. IN strict conn.
dcnce | propose now TO lmpart to you
what has hitherto remained a pro.
found secret. Upon special request of
q number 81 Influential citizens OF
Placer, including the city marshal and
other officials, expressed In mass
meeting, / have decided upon desert.
ing that sagehrush metropolis 20 it's
just fate. and plan 20 add the innu-
ence Of my presence 10 the future de
velopmcnt of Gloncaid. learn that
the climate there Is more saiubrious,
more conducive TO long living, the clti.
zens OF Placer being peculiarly exclt.
able aud careless with their fire
arms"
The sergeant had been listening
with open mouth. The hell you sayi"
he finally calculated.
The indebted truth. every word OF
it. No wonder you are shocked. A
fine state of affairs, isn't e. when a
plain-spoken. pleasant-mannered gen
tleman, such as I surely ana uni
versity graduate, by all The gods. the
nephew Of a United States senator,
and acknowledged to be the greatest
exponent Of scientific poker in this ter.
ritory,-should be Obliged to hastily
change his chosen place OF abode be
cause OF the threat of an ignorant and
depraved mob. Ever have a rope dan
gled IN front of your eyes. sergeant.
and a gun-barrel biting into your cheek
at the same time2 Accept my word
for It, the experience is trying on the
nerves. Ran a perfectly square game.
too, and those ducks knew Il; but
there's no true sporting spirit left In
this territory any more. However,
spilled milk Is never worth s0bbing
over. and Fate always contrives to
play the FINAL hand in any game. and
stocks the cards 10 win"
"A breath Of good, honest prayer
would serve better than anything
! else" groaned the sergeant. soberiy.
The gray eyes resting thoughtfuly
on the old soldiers haggard face be
came instantly grave and earnest.
Sincerely / wish ] might aid you
with one, the man admitted. but /
fear, old fellow. any prayer coming
from my lips would never ascend very
far. However, / might try the com
fort Of a hymn. and you viii remember
this one. which. no doubt. you have
helped to sing back ia Gods country.
There was a moments hushed
pause. during which a rife cracked
sharply out in the ravine: then the
I reckless fellow, his head partially sup
ported against the protecting bowlder.
lifted up a full. rich ~barytone I'm rendi
tion Of that hymn Of Christian faith
Nearer. my God. 70 Thee,
Nearer 10 Ther'
Zen though o. bc a cross
That ralsrth mo.
Euu an my song shall b..
Nearer. ms God. Co Thcet
Nearer 90 Thee.
Glazed and wearied eyes glanced
| cautiously toward the singer around
the edges 81 protecting rocks fingers
loosened their grasp upon the rifle bar
relss smoke-begrlmed cheeks became
moist; while lips a moment before
profaned by oaths. grew silent and
trembling Out tn front a revengeful
brave sent his bullet swirling Just
above the singers head. the sharp
fragments Of rock disiodged falling in
a shower upon bis upturned face. but
the fearless rascal sang serenely on
90 the end, without a quaycr.
Mistake q for q death sons likely.
he remarked dryly. while the last
clear. lingering note. reechoed by the
clin. died reluctantly away 90 soueued
cadence. Beautiful old song, ser
geant. and ! trust hearing Il again has
done you good. Sang IL once IN a
church way back In New England
But what IS the troubleg Did you cali
me for some special ~reasun?"
yes. came the almost Erun re-.
Spouse. for Wyman. the fever steal
ing back upon him. felt half ashamed
Of hts unshed tears. That Is. pro.
vided you retain sufficient sense 10
listen. Old ellis was shot over an
hour ago. Wonder behind that big
bowlder. and his girl sits there suil
holding his head in her lap. She'll get
hit also unless somebody pulls her out
OF there. and she's doing no good 20
Gliis-hois dead
Hampton'g clcarcut. expressive face
became grayer all trace OF reckless.
ness gone from a. He lifted bis head
cautiously. peering over hts rock v
toward where he remembered earlier
IN the nght ellis had sought refuge.
GRO BE CoNTINUED)
a Sure Cure.
r Marion Crawford. az a dinner Ia