The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1910-08-25
Taking half sheet of note paper

Taking half sheet of note paper
he wrote as follows:
Appleweight and his gang are towards
Within ten days those that have not been
hanged will be In jail at Kildare.
He studied the phraseology critical
ly and then placed the paper in the
cob stopper, whose halves he tied to-
gether with a bit of Irvine. AS the
jug stood on the table II was to all
appearances, exactly as 1t had been
when delivered to Ardmore on the
rear of the train at Kildare, and he
was thoroughly well pleased with him
self. He changed the blue scarf with
which he had begun the day for one
of purple with gold bars, and walked
up the street toward the statehouse.
This venerable edifice, meekly re-
posing amid noble trees, struck agree
ably upon Ardmores fancy. Here was
government enthroned in quiet dig
nifty, as becomes venerable COM
monwealth. wearing its years like
veteran who has known war and tu-
multi. but finds at last tranquility and
peace. He experienced a feeling OF
awe, without quite knowing il. as he
strolled up the walk, climbed the steps
to the portico and turned to look back
from the shadow of the pillars. lie
had never but once before visited an
American public building-the New
York city hall--and he felt that now,
indeed. he had turned corner ana
entered upon new and strange world.
He assembled to the toy-like legislative
chambers, where flags of nation and
state hung side by side, and where
the very seats and desks of the law
makers spoke of other times and man
ners
Mr.. Ardmore, feeling that he should
now be about his business. sought the
governors office, where a secretary,
who seemed harassed by the cares OF
his position, confirmed Ardmore's
knowledge of the governors absence.
Il didn't wish to see the governor
on business" explained Ardmore
pleasantly, leaning upon his stick with
an air of leisure He and my father
were old friends. and ! always prom.
Used my father that | would never
pass through Raleigh without calling
on Gov. Dangerfield."
THAT is too bad" remarked the
young man alphabetically though
with preoccupation that was elo-
gu, mt of large affairs.
Gould you tell me whether any
members of the governors family are
at homer"
ooh. yes; Mrs Dangerfield and Miss
Jerry are at the mansion"
Miss Jerry?'
Miss Geraldine. We all call her
Miss Jerry in North Carolina"
"Oh, yes: to be sure. Let me see;
it's over this way to the mansion, isn't
t?" inquired Ardmore.
mo- out the other end of the build.
ing-and turn to your right, You
can't miss it,"
The room was quiet, the secretary
a young man of address and intelli.
gence. Here, without question, was
the place for Ardmore to discharge his
business and be quit of it; but having
at last snatched commission from
fleeting opportunity it was not for
him to throw 1t to another man. AS
he opened the door to leave, the sec.
rotary arrested him.
"Oh, Mr.-pardon me, but did you
| come in from the south this morn.
ing?"
Yes; ] came up on the Tar Heel
express from Atlanta"
ITO be sure. OF course you didn't
CT oil t,in
BILE brewing around Kildare | thought
you might have heard something, but
of course you couldn't have been
awake at two o'clock in the morning?"
The secretary was so anxious to
acquit him of any knowledge of the
situation at Kildare that it seemed
kindest to tell him nothing. The sec.
retarys face lost its anxiety for mo.
ment, and he smiled
The governor has an old friend
and admirer up there who always puts
jug of fresh buttermilk on board
when he passes through The govern.
or was expected home this morning,
and | thought maybe"
You're positive it's always butter.
milk. are you?' asked Ardmore with
a grin.
Certainly" replied the secretary
with dignity. Gov Dangerfeld's
sentiments as to the liquor traffic are
well known"
"Of course, all the world knows
that. But I'm afraid all jugs look alike
to me; but then. the fact is I'm in the
jug business myself Good morning"
The governors mansion was easily
found, and having walked about the
neighborhood until his watch marked
II Ardmore entered the grounds and
rang the bell at the front door.
tTo BE CONTINUED1