Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-08-08
CHAPTER VIII.

for Flexmore's signature.
CHAPTER VIII.
1t was two o'clock when 1 got into
the doctors gig with the new will. My
house was just on the outskirts of the
town; Flexmore's was two or three miles
beyond on the other side of Beagle Woods.
The mist had been thick all the morn
ing; but il was thicker than ever when
| started. so that l could not see three
yards ahead with my glasses on. How
ever, l knew l could trust to the intelli-
gence of the doctors nag, who took that
road every day in the week, and nights as
well sometimes and with my collar well
up, and my nose well down in a comfort
er, off | started.
l logged along pretty comfortably IN
I'll We got into the Beagle Woods; there
the mist seemed to have settled down into
a solid block. and the big trees that skirt
the road on either side increased the OBJ
security However, the nag kept on her
ambling trOt-till presently, smash Down
she went, without any kind of warning,
up dashed the seat of the gig, and out l
few. as though / had been shot from a
catapult.
was on my legs in a moment, for my
first thought was of the will had stuck
under the seat cushion. and l feared the
nag would start up ndbolt with it. l
could hear her breathing heavily; she did
not attempt TO move. l ran back in that
direction. when-bangi over l went again,
fat on my nose / had felt something
strike against my shins. and as l rose
TO my feet once more, / discovered the
cause Of both falls-a cord was stretched
across the road
II slackened as I touched il. and the
next moment was whisked out Of my
hands Was this the wantOn mischief Of
bows. CT the sinister design Of some one
beot upon plunders
MY names Anthony Keene. and you
shall suffer for this. you vagabOnds. who
ever YOU are" ] shouted. as / CROPPED
my way 10 the gig. I am well known
in COneyford. and ! knew that if they
we're boys they would scuttle of on hear
ing my name
There was no sound Of voice or foot
fall-only the old nag gasDing on the
ground Then ] felt sure il was the work
OF a man but I was not fearful Of any
further mischief. for the thief must be
foolhardy indeed to attac kan old law
yer. who is more likely TO get him into
trouble than yield much in the way Of
booty.
Feeling about the poor old horse. ]
found that both the shafts were broken.
so there was no thought Of gong on In
the zig even II the horses legs were not
broken as well The will was just where
I had stuck II. under the strap Of the
cushion ] clapped II 10 my pocket. and
after r moments reflection. started Of %
walk the remainder Of the journey. leav-
ing borse and trap in the road 70 take
their chances.
A nice walk I had-tumbling into a
ditch on the right and then into q ditch
on the left. running fat up against a
brick wall and then pitching on 10 q pile
Of fints By the roadside. All the time I'D
such darkness and imDenetra5ie fog. that
for al knew Z might haze been walking
half the time Ia q circle. TO make mat
ters gorse q found my nose was bleeding
from the fali ] got over The cord. II
seemed 10 me ] should never get 10 nay
journey end. However. after g time h
grew Jess obscure. which made Ine think
j must haze got dear Of the Beagle
Woods. which was q comfort AND short
81 afterwards ! heard foDtste2s approach
Ing
"Who's thereg" 4 called when ! felf q
Nas tine ~ speak. iesf 4 ran into some
ding FRESH.
son Martin. o. flaf gog. Muster
KeeueY replied q pe'.-kDoan voice.
"1er. d ~ ioB far au ! from Nr.
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