Bisbee daily review., 1909-11-12

personal trips of inspection. about o'clock he started for his store on a run after finding the watehman Ma lorey. knocked senseless at the corner. And he was rewarded The revolver in his hand covered the dark form of tho man standing at the rear winaow with the faint glesm of dark lantern on the floor beside him.
 Yet even Lewis Thompson was peecliless when after his trembling fingers had turned on the rear light he saw the man before him was none other than Malcolm Dalzell. who sleod white and quiet faciag lis captoF.
 Fl can't comprehen1.| Thompson almost stammered. still covering the nlarauder with his revolver. "You- of aa people~
 The man before tim moistened his , lips. Lewis" he said at last. twill you believe me if'1 say. iA spite of this. I'm not the robber-that it's just un, 1. fortunate circumstances that have brought this abouts Will you:"
 
 ness, and be laughed shortly. sarcas- tically. glancing significantly at the dark lantern. the fallen jimmy, the goods piled at hand for removal. ! .I don't see any one but you, Dat zell." he said curtly. You've got to i, take your medicine. You can plead I;Ieptomania. you know Rising young business man. easy circumstances. no need to rob-why. of course. it's -klep- tomaniar
 There was a little triumph edSins into his laugh as what this meant to his rival dawned upon him. And it was likewise dawniaS upon his cap i've. who shut his jaw when the mar J shal. hastily summoned. almost re !, fused to obey Thomfscn's command to [ take the prisoner to tte jaii.
 -Go ahead. Smith" w;is al that Mal- colm Daizeil would say ard lie walked | to the lcclup with his head ia the air The whole town shared ih' SeuSa tions of Smith the Eext riorains. and the Rosemont Banner exhaaStPd all its 1 heavy black faced type that evcnin- and paused only for absence of morr space. It was paralyzinG. horrifyilg. this downfall of man like Malcolm Dalzell. one of those queer croppings | out of hidden tendencies that some times destroy the worlds best The three days that iatervepcd bc- | fore his preliminary hearing drew lines ] in Dalzell's face and gave him palloT that usually 1t takes age to bring. Yet 1 he maintained these close shut lips and, further than stating he WAS not guilty, refused to talk.
 | When he faced his friends and neighbors at the preliminary hearing l there was trace of proud defiance in his glance that yet was strangely burt. for on many faces he read q dawning waverlng in allegiance to him. Much talk had bred suspicion. and every one knew of the long rivalry be- tween the two men. What more natu- ral than that DalzeIl should attempt to harass to ruin his opponent? SO they waited for the sensational disclosures.
 The sensation came. As usual with sensations. 1t was quite different from what was expected. This white faced girl. with eyes reddened by tears. who suddenly presented herself struck pity | from the heart of the hardest. She spoke rapidly, breathlessly.
 'Malcolm did not do it" she protest i ed, with tight clasped hands. eff he won't tell l will. now that know the truth! It was Dick, my brother, and i Malcolm, who also was watching, saw him and entered Thompson's store tc save him. to get him away. to help him, and when Lewis Thompson came upon him-he. Malcolm. would not tell ] because"-
 Milly Wainwright's voice died away i but the end of the sentence was fur
 nished by Malcolm Dalzel's quick step
 to her side and hiding her tears on his shoulder Both had made their sacri | fee for each other and out of the bit
 terness had snatched happiness. And
 Rosemont. with the fckleness of tbe
 human race, said if served Lewis Thompson right and he should hay,