Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1910-11-24


kind. as you thought it, and not come
cver to yours"
She saw herself fairly caught. She
heard her mental process stated to
perfection.
But if you hadn't felt all along I
was your kind, if you hadn't had an
idea that 1 was a stray from the orig
inal fold, you would never have want
ed to go in for me-" he explained 1t.
Flora had her doubts about the
truth Of this. For a time she had
been certain Of his belonging to the
lawless other fold, and at times she
would have gone with him in spite of
it, but this last knowledge she with
held. She withheld it because she
could make out now, that, for all his
seeming wildness, he had no lawless
instincts in himself. Generations Of
great doing and great mixing among
men had created him, a creature per-
fectly natural and therefore eccen-
trio; but the same generations had
handed down from father to son the
~law-abiding instinct Of the rulers Of
the people. He could be careless of
the law. He was strong in it. In
his own mind he and the law were
one. His perception of the relations
Of life was so complete that he had
no further use for the written law;
and Farrell Wand's was so limited
that he had never found the use for 1t.
Lawless both; but-the two extremes.
They might to meet-but be-
tween those two extremes, between a
Chatworth and a Farrell Wand-why,
there was all the worlds experience
between!
She raised her eyes and smiled at
him in thinking of it, but the smile
faltered and she drew away. They
were about to be disturbed. Beyond
the rose branches far down the drive
she saw a figure moving toward them
at a slow, uncertain pace, looking to
and fro. "See, there's some one
coming"
ooh, the gardener" he said as one
would, say ooh, fiddlesticks!"
The gardener had been her first
thought. But now she rose uneasily
since she saw it was not he, asking
herself: "Who else, at such an
hour?"
By this time Chatworth, still seated
had caught sight Of it. Hello" he
said, what sort of a thing is that?'
It was a short, shabby, nondescript
little figure, shutting rapidly along
the winding walk between the rose
bushes. Now they saw the top of his
round black felt hat. Now only g
twinkling pair of legs. Now, around
the last clump of bushes he appeared
full length, and, suddenly droppins
his businesslike shuttle, approached
them at languid walk.
Flora grasped Chatworth's arm il
nervous terror. "Tell him to 60" sht
whispered; make him go away"
The blue-eyed Chinaman was plant
ed before them stolidly, with TIL
curious blind look Of his guarded eye
} blinking in his withered face. HI
| wore for the first time the blouse o
. his people, and his hands were folde'
in his sleeves.
who's this?" said Chatworth, az
/ pealing to Flora.
At this the Chinaman spoke. "Ml
} Crew." he croaked.
The Englishman, looking from tn
Oriental to Flora, still demanded ez
plantations with e~xpostulating gesture
ut is the one who sold us the sal
. phire," she whispered; and "Oh, wha
does he want of you?"
"Eh?" said Chatworth, interrogatin
the goldsmith with his monoclt
what do you want?
The little man finished his Ions
b and, what had seemed his blind, stare
I then dived into his sleeve. He Dire
u forth a crumpled thing which SCENE
to be a pellet and this he proceede
to unfold. Flora crept cautiously TO
GUS, and saw him spread out and hol
t up a roughly-torn triangle of new
paper. She gave a cry at sight of /
9 Across the top in thick black tyr
ran the figures 100000.
Chatworth pointed a stern for
finger. what is it," he said, thong
II by his tone he knew.
The Chinaman also pointed at !
" but cautious and apologize. "Twent
thousand dollar. You likee twent
O thousand dollar?" He waited a m
y ment. Then, with a glimmer as Of r
q turning sight, presented the altern
It tive. "You likee god?-little JOSH
q come SOL" And with his finger
Is traced in the air a curve Of such de-
4 cate accuracy that the Englishms
with an exclamation made a step t
e ward him. But the Chinaman did m
move. Twenty thousand dollar" |
d stated. 1t sounded an impersonal stat
ID ment, but nevertheless it was qui
d evident this time to whom it apple
n The Englishman measured off h
ID words slowly as II to an incomple
understanding, which Flora was ava
e. was all too ~miraculously quick. 9Th
T., llIlle SOu, ILLS IlH6 you hhN
at where it is? Can you take me to 1t
The goldsmith nodded emphatical
at each word, but when all was sa
ut he only reiterated, Twenty thousal
1T dollar"
le Chatworth gave Flora an almo
O. shamefaced glance, and she saw wi
a curious twinge of jealousy that
re was intensely excited. might
W we'll have a pot-shot at it," he sal
u and sitting down on the edge Of t
fountain and taking out his chez
~ book, rested it on his knee and wro
,u Then he rose; he held up the filed