Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1910-12-29

trembling strangely under the great
moustaches, when the black-frockod
little waif from the Old World rar
down the landing stage and into his
arms. Small wonder that they chung
to each other these two at the further
extremes of three generations; or that
the child opened a door in the heart
of the fierce old partisan which was
locked and doubly barred against all
| others.
1t was all new and very strange to
a child whose only outlook on life had
been urban and banal. She had never
seen a mountain, and nothing more
nearly approaching a forest than the
parked groves of the Bots de Boulogne.
How the French born child fitted in
to the haphazard household at Deer
Trace Manor. with what struggles she
came through the inevita BILE attack of
inconsistencies. and how Nanny Juliet
and every one else petted and indulg-
ed her, are matters which need not be
dwelt on. But we shall gladly believe
that she was too sensible, even at the
early and tender age of 10, to be easily
spoiled.
She never forgot a summer day soon
after her arrival when she first saw
her grandfather transformed into a
frenzied mailman. He was sitting on
the wide portico directing Japheth
Pettigrass, who was training the great
crimson rambler rose that ran we'll up
to the caves. Ardea, herself, was on
the lawn, playing with her grandfath-
er's latest gift, a huge. solemn eyed
Great Dane. so she did not see the man
who had dismounted at the gate and
m hn 1,~fxr 1.
handing his card to her grandfather.
When she did see him, she looked
tdwice at him; not because he was
trigly clad in brown duck and tightly
buttoned service leggings, but because
he wore his beard trimmed to point
after the manner of the students in the
Latin Quarter, and so was reminiscent
OF things freshly forsaken. Her grand
rather was on his feet. towering above
the visitor as if he were about to fall
on and crush him.
Bring you'll Yankee railroad through
my fields and pastchuhs, sub? Foul
the pure ai-ah of this peaceful Gyarden
OF Eden with you'll dust-fiingin', smoke
pot locomotives? Not rod, sub! not a
1901 or an inch oveh the Dabney lands!
10 l make it plain to you. subj"
But Major Dabney-one moment;
tnls is purely matter of business;
there is nothing personal about It, Our
company is able and willing to pay lib
erally Tor its right of way; and you
must remember that the coming of the
railroad will treble and quadruple your
iand values. 1 am only asking you to
consider the matter in a business way,
ana TO name your own price"
NOT anotheh word sub, or you'll
make me lose my tempahl You add
insult to injury sub, when you offeh
me youth contemplate Yankee gold.
When desiah to sell my birthright
for youth beggahly mess of pottage, III
send a black boy in town to infawm
you, subj"
1t is conceivable that the locating en-
glneer of the Great Southwestern Rail-
way Company was younger than he
looked; or, at all events, that his ex-
perience hitherto had not brought him
IN contact with free eating gentlemen
OF the old school. Else he would hard
ly have said what he did.
or course, it is optional with YOU.
MAJOR Dabney, whether you sell US our
right OF way peaceably or compel us to
acquire it by condemnation proceedings
IN the courts. AS for the rests if
possible that you don't know the war
Is over?"
with roar like that of a maddened |
lon the Major bowed himself. caught |
MS man in a mighty wrestlers grip |
and flung him broadcast into the coleus |
bed. The words that went with the |
nerce attack made Ardea crouch and |
5hlVer and take refuge behind the great |
log. Japheth Pettigrass jumped down
rom MS step ladder and went to help |
Lhe engineer out of the flower bed
Inc old firebrand!" the engineer
was muttering under his breath when |
Fettgrass reached him; but the fore |
man cut him short.
You got mighty little sense, looks
ike, to me. Stove up anv?p
Nothing to hurt, 1 guess"
Wen, your hawss is waitin' for We
Town yonder at the gate, and 1 don't |
olieve the Major is allowin' to ask vo
% stay to supper"
When the engineer had mounted and
'iouen away down the pike. the fore
nan Strengthened himself and faced
lbout. The Major had dropped into his
zig arm chair His hands shook. Pet
igrass moved nearer and spoke so that |
he child should not hear. IF you run
ne off the place the mex minute. I'm
'oin' to tell you you ort to be tolerably
shamed of yourself MAZE Dabney.
rhat po' little gal is scared out Of
ears CROWN, right now"
know, Japheth; I know. I'm an
I'D heathen For, insultin' as he was.
he man was for the time bein' nv
suest, suh-my guesti"
I'm tallxin' about the little one-not
nat railroader. So far as I know. he
earned what he got. I allowed they'd
make some sort of swap with Won