The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-08-06
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,, drawn into any damaging admissions,
| looked around for cigar, and not see
ing one, looked solemnly at the new
Solomon and stroked his beard. THAT
is how it looked to me at first" con-
cluded the orator; but, l say now 1t
looks good to me, and >as stranger
l may say / favor it,
Dancing tried to look unconcemed
and seemed disposed to be friendly.
what might be your line of bust
ness?"
Real estate. am from Chicago.
sold everything that was for sale in
Chicago and came here to stake out
the Spanish Sinks and the Great Salt
lake-yes. It's drying up and there's
an immense opportunity for claims
along the shore. I've been looking
into it,"
Into the claims or into the lake,"
asked McCloud.
Into both; and, Mr.. McCloud, l
want to say favor Mr.. Dancing's
idea, that's all. Right wrongs no
man. Let Bill see Sinclair and see
what they can figure out" And hav-
ing spoken, the stranger sank back
and tried to look comfortable.
"Tll talk with you later about it,
Bill" said McCloud,- briefly.
Meantime, Bill, see Sinclair and re-
port" suggested the stranger.
ITS as good as done," announced
Dancing. taking up his hat, land, Mr..
McCloud, might have little advance
for cigars and things?"
Cigars and ammunition-of course.
See Sykes, William, see Sykes; If the
Office is closed go to his house-and
see what will happen to you" added
the visitor in an aside, land tell him
to telephone up to Mr.. McCloud for in
struction," he concluded, unceremon-
iously.
Now why do you want to start Bill
on a fool business like that?" asked
McCloud, as Bill Dancing took long
stems from the room toward the Office
of Sykes, the cashier.
"He didn't know me to-day, but he
will tomorrow" said the stranger, re-
flectively. Gods, what I've seen that
man go through in the days of the
giants! Why. George, this will keep
the boys talking, and they have to do
something. Spend the money; the
company is making it too fast any
way; they moved $4,000 cars one day
last week. Personally I'm glad to have
a little fun out of It; 1t will be hell
pure and undefiled long before we get
through. This will be an easy way
of letting Sinclair know am here
Bill will report me confidentially to
him as suspicious parsonage"
To the establishment of Sykes, the
superintendent confirmed over the tel
ephone Dancing's statement that hel
was to draw some expense money. Bill
asked for $25. Sykes offered him two,
and Bill with some indignation ac-
cepted five He spent all of this in
trying to find Sinclair, and on the
strength of his story to the boys bor-
rowed five dollars more to prosecute
the search. At ten o'clock that night
he ran into Sinclair playing cards in
the big rooms above the Three Horses.
The Three Horses still rears its
hospitable two-story front in Fort
street, the only one of the Medicine
Bend gambling houses that goes back
to the days of '67; and 1t is the boast
of It's owners that since the key was
thrown away. 80 years ago, its doors
have never been closed, night or day,
except once for two hours during the
funeral Of Dave Hawk. Bill Dancing
drew Sinclair from his game and told
him of the talk with McCloud, touch
ing it up with natural enthusiasm. The
bridgeman took the news in high |
good humor and slapped Dancing on
the back. did you see him alone.
Bin?" asked Sinclair. with interest. |