Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1907-09-06

man of great pluck. He held up till
his foot touched this PLATFORM then
he Succumbed."
"If he was as sick as that" NUT
tered, why did he leave Santa Fe?
He must have known what it would
mean to be sick here"
Il don't think he did This is his
first visit to the mine He evidently
knew nothing of the difficulties of the
road. But he would not stop. lie was
determined to reach the camp. even
after he had been given a sight of it
from the opposite mountain. He told
them that he had once crossed the
Slerras in midwintcr. But he wasn't
sick man then"
doctor, they don't know who killed
his wife"
He didn't"
81 know. but under such circum-
stances every fact bearing on the
event is of immense Importance. There
is one which Mr.. FairbrOther only can
make clear. 1t can be said in
word"-
The grim doctors eyes flashed angri-
ly, and stopped.
"Were you detective from the dis
trlct attorneys office in New York sent
on with special powers to examine him
| should still say what am going to
say now. While Mr. Fairbrother's tenn
perature and pulse remain where they
now are no one shall see him and no
one shall talk to him save myself and
his nurse"
turned with a sick look of disap-
pointment toward the road up which |
had so lately come.
Have painted, sweltered. trembled
for three mortal hours on the worst
trail a man ever traversed to go back
with nothing for my journey? That
seems to me hard lines. Where is the
manager of this mine"
The doctor pointed toward man
bending over the edge of the great
hole from which at that moment Il line
of Mexicans was issuing, each with
sack on his back. which he flung down
/ before what looked like a furnace built
of clay.
That's he. Mr.. lIaines of Philadel-
phia. What do you want of him?'
"Permission to stay the night. Mr.
Fairbrother may be better tomorrow"
II won't allow 1t, and am master
here so far as my patient is concerned.
You couldn't stay here without talking,
and talking makes excitement, and eX-
element is Just what lie cannot stand.
A week from now | will see about it
that is, i: my patient continues to i'm
prove. am not sure that he will"
LET me spend that week here. I'll
not talk any more than the dead May
be the manager will let me carry
sacks"
Look here" said the doctor, edging
me farther and farther away from the
tent he hardly let out of his sight for
a moment You're a cnnny lad ana
shall have your bite and something to
drink before you take your way back.
But back YOU go before sunset and
with this message: No man from any
paper north or south will be received
here till hang out blue flag. say
blue, for that is the color of my ban
danna. When my patient is in con
dition to discuss murder, I'll hoist il
from his tent top. 1t can be seen from
the divide, and if you want to camp
there on the lookout well and good. AS
for the police, that's another matter
| will see them if they come, but they
need not expect to talk to my patient
You may say 50 down there. 1t viii
save scrambling up this trail to no pur
pose"
You may count on me- said l.
Trust New York correspondent tc
do the right thing at the right time tC
head off the boys. But l doubt If they
will believe me-"
in that case | shall have barri
cade thrown up fifty feet down the
mountain side" said he.
"But the mail and your suppliesT
"Oh, the burros can make their way
up. We shan't suffer"
"You are certainly MASTER" l re
marked.
All this time | had been using my
: eyes. There was not much TO see, bu
what there was was romantically in
terestlng. Aside from the furnace an'