The Huttig news., 1909-07-31

and Murray Sinclair is ready for io take hold this minute and do what he can If he's asked. I told him plain could promise no promises: that. I says. lays with George McCloud Was l right. was I wrong? If I was wrong, right me: if was right, say SO All l want is harmony
 The new man nodded approval Bully. Bill" he exclaimed, heartily.
 Mister protested the lineman. with simple dignity. '1d just little rather you wouldn't bully me nor Bill me"
 All in good part, Bill. as you shall see; all in good part. Now before Mr. McCloud gives you his decision want to be allowed a word. Your idea looks good to me. At first may say it didn't. l am candid; I say it didn't. It looked like setting a dog to catch his own tail. Mind you I don't say it cant be done. A dog can catch his own tail; they do do it. proclaimed the stranger in low and emphatic undertone But. he added, moderat- ing his utterance, when they sue ceed-who gets anything out of it but the dog ?'' Bill Dancing, somewhat elouded and not deeming it well to be drawn into any damaging admissions, looked around for cigar and not see ing one. looked solemnly a, the new Solomon and stroked his beard. That is how ii looked to me at first con cluded the orator: hut. l say now it tf, ,,1a cft l may say l favor it.
 Dancing tried to look unconcemed and seemed disposed to be friendly. What might be your line of busi- ness?
 Real estate. I am from Chicago. 1 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 tho shore. I've been looking into it.
 Into the claims or into the lake," asked McCloud.
 Into both, and. Mir. McCloud. want to say l favor MT. Daneing's idea. that's all. Right wrongs no man. Let Bill see Sinclair and see what they can figure out And hav- I ing spoken. the stranger sank back and tried to look comfortable.
 @IH talk with you later about it. F3ill,' said McCloud briefly.
 Meantime. Bill. see Sinclair and re- port" suggested the stranger
 It's as good as done announced Dancing. taking up his hat, and. Mir. McCloud might l have little advance for cigars and things2"
 Cigars and smmunition--of course. See Sykes, William. see Sykes if the office is closed go to his house and zee what will happen to you" added he visitor in an aside @and tell him telephone up to Mir McCloud for in itruetion,' he concluded, unceremon- iously
 Now why do you want to start Bill on a fool business like that?" asked IcCloud as Bill Dancing took long steps from the room toward the office of Sykes. the cashier.
 He didn't know me today. but he will tomorrow. said the stranger. re- ifCttlNtfN. trtCr. tWHdt ! VIZ sttH tildt nan 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 22,0O0 cars one day last week Personally I'm glad to have little fun out of it; it will be he'll pure and undefled long before we get through. This will be an easy way of letting Sinclair know I am here Bill will report me confidentially to him as a suspicious parsonage"
 To the astonishment of Sykes, the superintendent confirmed over the tel ephone Dancing's statement that he was to draw some expense money. Bill asked for s25. 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 it's 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 it is the boast of it's owners that since the key was thrown away, 39 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, Bill?s asked Sinclair, with interest Come over here, come along. I want you to meet good friend Here. liar vey. shake hands with Bill Dancing Bill, this is old Harvey Du Sang meanest man in the mountains to his enemies and the whitest to his friends -eh. Harvey?'