Arizona republican., 1908-06-28

you n1ld me up In the oark! says ne.
 Not knowin' ye.' say l. or I-
 Likely not says be- not waitin' for me to fn- ish. Thin to the girl: Who Is this man?
 m be responsible for him, says she, speakn' out of the dark, the saints bliss her
 He's my friend an workin' under my orders.'
 Thin he turned me agin:
 "'Who waz thim locked in mkt to me?' he says.
 "'This gintlemin,' says l. an the other thought you only he this gintemin an you him till just now only I thought you in the other closet says I, explainin.
 Oh Lord,' says he, impote. It waz a thin? An it you let him out again? Waz you ass enough to do that. or you his pal?'
 Pal is it?' says l. not likin' him annyhow. niver laid my eyes on him till this night when I him in the dark whin I couldn't me hand afore me! An you after knowin' whin yed had the kind of look at me?'
 |" Here. says Jack to him, impatient Don't you know me-Jack Hibbard?'
 "'Of course, MT. Hubbard. What is it" says plain-cothes kind of short-like
 " Thin let that man alone an ind this Only ask you for the sake of this house, wait till to- an give you my word to go with you quiet,
 "'Oh,' says the little pain-cothes to Jack. after a sicond. Oh, I see. You thim pa- pers?'
 What did ye think I meant? Do ye mean
 Forget iti' says the little wan, an could 'a' kissed him for it. There's nothin the matter with you! You too drunk to know. Your friend Dalton hunted me up that night you bein SO manageable with the drink, an we found you in the Beaumont cafe signin' papers for queer what had ye in tow. I tore thim up an him in. Forgit 1t. I here watchin of your guests who is a professional burglar, says he. Jack, the girls voice in the dark. an though I couldn't annything. knew they something goin there besides Ter cryn' if her heart would break.
 The plain-clothes turned his back though there waz no need, an pointed the little light my way
 Thin says friendly. it waz just burglar turned loose?'
 Yes says he. An he's clean gone be this tme with his grip loaded with swag!
 Thin he handed the light wnt up after his things there bein' nothiL' ise lift to do.
 T stood there minute playn' with the lamp. an thin thim two come over to me, him with his arms around her
 He told me to be tellIn you,' says I, thankiq the saints I had something to say him quick that you waz to sind list of what waz took in the marnin'.
 Oh we don't about that. says she. happy -yed think there nothn pleased her much as havfn' all the silver stole-but want to thank you for brngin' things out all right
 Thin I begun to feel like goin not Hkin' th!m kind of scenes. an they both of thim wanted to do something for me- an made tell how they could be reachin me, because of me savin' their whole world for thim Isn't their annyth:ng?' says she Ggin
 Well, says I, hestatin'. who 1t built this house?'
 Why my father says she, surprised. Why do ye ask?
 "'Oh,' says l. An just thin the pain-clothes come up say.n' he goin' to the city an would sind some wires from the station, an I said would be goin with him if 1t agreeable to him, which it waz. An 1t waz great feelin to be pals with a plaln-clothes.
 "On the way I says to him:
 "'If she don't mind teilin 1t, who waz the gint what smugged the swag?'
 Not bit says he. 'There'll be notices out for him in the marn!n' annyhow He answers to the name of Johnson. Know him?
 'Niver heard of him. says I, but begun feelin' weak
 Pretty soon whin we had talked of other things l says to him agin:
 DO you be after knowin' does that Johnson pink pajamies?'
 'What?' says he. Why yes, come to think of it, he says. Dropped in on him the other night whin he turnin' in, be of surprise to him. an they certainly pink They certainly waz'
 An to think, Tim, that I had that sneakin' spapeen wakin' round at the ind of me gun with the swag hangin in his hand, nver knowin' him! That a queer house, Tim. a queer house!
 But it great night for me for all of that. It want two days before letter came to me witE a hundred dollars in it from MT. Jack. little note sayin' hers yit to come But the biggest thing I done that night, Tim gettin' iii that house an 'gittin' out again without grown' old afore did it! It like wanderin' around in a omelette,"
 Tim had lost word that fell from Morans lips. but he seemed to absorb none of the latters enthusiasm.
 An yez to do the plannin' for yerself an Lucy?" he asked with trace of interest in his voice.
 Did ye iyer convince woman?" said Moran scornfully, of annything?"
 An did yez git the swag yerself which 1t waz ye wint afther?"
 ''I had give up huntin' the swag" snaDped Patsy