The Prescott daily news., 1910-03-15
By SUSAN YOUNG PORTER

VI | Shotwell.
 | Il see no occasion for you to make any such charge. You proposed to me, and asked for time in which to make decision. Meanwhile was studying you. Had you not accused me of treating you dlshonorably I should not have given you the result of my ob- servations. AS 1t is, 1 will say that have discovered traits in your charac- | ter that do not fancy" This is simply an invention to cover | your duplicity. You know very well that you encouraged me, then threw me overheard" With that he withdrew, inwardly vowing revenge. Tho girl, instead of considering nan Mho would take the position he had taken contemptible, was crushed at his charge. weeping hot, bitter tears.
 Shotwell was suffering from what he consider u unfair treatment and in no mood to look at the matter dispas- s1onately Had he done so he would have recognized the fact that no con- tract had been made between them. Miss Gwynne had not accepted him, and even if she had and afterward dismissed him he should have remem- bered that it is woman's privilege to change her mind. But in this partic- ular case the lady had refused him for reason. Beyond all this no man should take revenge on a woman for refusing him, whether for or without cause.
 The rejected lovers path led across district of the city where the lowest part of the community lived, or, rath- CT. existed, for in such crowded tene ments as are occupied by the poorer classes people cannot be said to live. Coming toward him he saw a man whose face and bearing belied his torn and dirty clothing That fellow resembles Bedding, the multimillionaire, for all the world" unused Shotwell. Then, suddenly caught by an idea, he turned and called
 Hi! You therev' The man faced about. Shotwell beck oned to him, and the two stood togeth- CT on the sidewalk, when Shotwell be gan series of questions. Have you ever been told you look like any one?'
 Not that I remember"
 Want a job?"
 What kind of jobY'
 "Well, there's bit of personation in it."
 What do you mean by that?"
 q know a young lady who think wouldn't mind marrying a fortune. You very much resemble Howard Beld- ing, the millionaire. How would you like to try it?'
 The man looked Shotwell square in the face, but Shotwell could not tell how his proposition was received. For q moment he thought he saw flash of indignation, but the first remark that came from the ragged man reassured him.
 II couldn't play game like that in these rags"
 "Ill dress you up like gentleman"
 But how would I pass myself off for one with such ignorance as mine?"
 "Oh, you've seen better days! can tell that. Something has broken you down. What was it-liquor"
 "No don't drink"
 Well, do you accepts"
 The man appeared to be thinking. Presently he asked: s,
 What is there in it if I don't suc- ceed in marrying the girl?'
 "Tll give you $500. besides what you need for spending money"
 "All right. When shall I begin?'
 Shotwell gave him an address at which he was to call at q certain hour the next day. When he appeared Shotwell had wardrobe ready for him. and when properly dressed he certainly looked like a refined and in- telligent man. Shotwell told him that Howard Bedding, whom he was to per senate, had inherited an estate of sew eral million dollars, which he was giv- ing to charity.
 Having coached his man. Shotwell sent him away to form the acquaint- ance of Miss Gwynne. He instruct ed his decoy so far as possible as to the lady's idiosyncrasies. recommend ing him not to go too fast with her. and that he might not want for funds he instructed him to draw on his em- blower for reasonable amounts. The decoy was to report regularly through the mail.
 Shotwell waited i'll vain for re- port. A week passed, and he became impatient; two weeks, and he began