The Forrest City times., 1908-12-11
CHAPTER XXIX.-Continued.

Oh, surely not for stealing!" In stantly Esther's mind flew back to tho desert station, the overland journey the scene on the hillside. to many lesser visions of him, even to her las meeting at Judge Harmon's. Away. the same aversion to him, the same wonder that the company trusted him
 Yes, stealth. They gave him a pas senger out of Sacramento, an he didn'i run it three weeks till they caught him The boys say there something back of that, too, an it'll go hard with him Pore devil, He was bright 'nough fur meanness; pity he couldn't a tried be. in white. Come on. I got to go to the kitchen"
 Here again reigned Tie Wah, the i'm. perturbable
 Do you like it here?" Esther asked him.
 He grinned. You bettee. Heap good. One dollah man out here; no two bittee man. Heap plenty loom. You likee say damn, all light. No matter"
 Vie got converted down in Oak. land" Sally B. said when out of his hearing. "It'll give ye a crick in yer side to hear him singin' 'sams. He's the best hollerer Charley Crocker's got. McLane's comin through tonight. The boys has stuffed Tie with a lot about Mac, told him Macs goin' to do up Crocker's railroad; and I'm power ful fraid Yiell sass Mac" There was 8 trihe of worry in Sally B.'s laugh.
 How can he hinder our company now?"
 He eain't hinder 'em. but he kip pes. ter 'em heap, him an the gang he's actin fur. He ain't any wnss'n the rest, only smarter. He's oa his way home from Washington and New York now. Been tryin' to fiH congress aein. I'll lay. But bet Col'ts r. beats him, l bet on Collis P every time. Read this" She tumbled over pile of papers. found a recent copy of the Clarion and pointed ont short tele- graphic dispatch. Read 1t aloud. honey. l like 10 listen when our feIlers spodts at the government poWwow.9
 It was an appeal from Mir. Hunting ton co Andrew Johnson. as Che head of the outsoing administration. on behalf Of the Centra, Pacinc railroad.
 Likely it's ter spike that gun. that Macs been east The boys says SO But l bet on Coils P all the same Ding that Cllrion," she continued. whipping from one topic to another with astonishing suddennass. They re cluckin' to tLe U. P.'s now to pass us and come on 10 Gahforny: an howlins about pushin' the Southern Pacific to bust the C. ? If l was Gov. Stanford Id mortgage my chance O heaven, maybe little bit O the other place. but what I'd sit holt O that Southern Pacific"
 What is the Southern Pacific ex. pectiug 10 do2'
 "Huld across the continent and have a eomPetiu line
 What? Two railroads? Surely. one will be enough
 'lf them foGT git a holt of t, theyll put it aerost all right. One Hneq They'll be half dozen some day. An you bet the c. P's won't let nobody git the start of them f they only git a fair show"
 The strange town stirred Esther g imagination. Like a aock of warrant. ugly birds, the shacks and aimsy wooden houses squaued on the inhos. pitabse mountain top CT huddled be. side the crawling stream. The most pretentious places were saloons. 4 very long tent caught Esther's eve.
 That's the dancehouse." Sally B. said They've get an extra biz troupe of hurdygurdies fn now-thera,s the aiaee where they sleep just to the lett