The Dolores star., 1910-02-11

organized a commercial club. issued
air castle literature and invited capi-
tai to come and get richer on the
magnificent resources" The fact
that the commercial club was ex.
pressing its hope rather than its
knowledge was clear as moonshine
to the sage gentlemen of means who
received the invitations.
One day a unique traveller alighted
on the small platform and handed his
grips to the landlord Of the Cont.
mental hotel" He looked like he might
be a walking proclamation for some
haberdasher. and didn't seem to be
hopeful prospect. Within half an hour
the news went around town that "Ar.
thur Van Zandt of West Virginia" was
registered at the Continental, and that
he lisped In his talk.
In the morning the tenderfoot put
on some heavy boots and walked out
to the suburban residence district"
When he returned to town he hunted
up some Of the owners and in a timid
sort Of way wanted to know what he
could secure few acres OF their
toSAJ Az cApidihlHk 'uaI NO Nau
way. and that he fancied the stone
would make fair pencils. He wanted
the privilege to prospect little first
and determine whether the rock was
really soapstone.
There didn't seem to be much in 1t,
and nobody shot of any fireworks
over the dudes proposition. They let
him dig his holes, and several parties
let their holdings Of eligible resi-.
dence lots" the circulars said-rock
hills. In fact, pass over to the slate
pencil man at IS an acre. Some sold
to him for less. Inside OF a week he
had acquired enough ''soapstone" to
make slate pencils for all the chill.
dren I'm the world the next hundred
years.
When Corney learned the high col
Jared baberdashers sign had been bor-
Ing holes on Kilkenny Heights his
blue eyes blazed wrathfully.
IF that puddin' headed jude thinks
he's goin' ter git them lots fer his
shlate pincil facthry he's bigger fool
thin he looks. which be putin It
sthrong as ! know how" said Corney.
He studiously avoided the mild-look-
Ing stranger, as being a man beyond
his contempt He resolved II Van
Zandt come around with a five-dollar-
an-acre proposition "fer them superbs
ter tell I'm plain wat tink av i'm"
But one bright morning Corney saw
the slate pencil man making for him.
Good morning Mr.-aw-"
TRY Cadogan. aw," said Corney.
surlily.
yes. Cadogan-certainly. Deuced
funny how l should-aw-forget such
an easy name"
Not SO viry funny; there be min
wot says 'aw.' win there's nothin' ter
'aw about. Thots funnier."
The natty tenderfoot smiled sweet
1y. He was evidently not overly sen.
sitive.
Unfortunate habit Of mine," he
said, good-humoredly. You will-aw
excuse me-please pahdon me-"
"Wot's yer gamer" remarked Cor
ney, abruptly.
Il wanted to speak to you about
Killkenny-aw-High
"Thim's Kilkenny Heights-risi-
dence lots"
"Yes, a beautiful name. I've bee0
out there. The view is-aw-chawm-
ing. Such a vast reach of country
30 gently rolling like the sea! And
such superb air and sky, and the sun
sets-on my life / never witnessed
such sunsets!''
Corney looked at him In amazement
and gravely shook his head.
Il guess they be-" he said, dubious
ly. Il think tn sun be settin' livery
day. TIL surveyor got tin O. my dol
lars ter put all them things on tn
map, but / reckon he's left 'em out"
do you wish to part with your resi-
dence property out there. Mr.. Cad
ogan?"
"Yis-but you don't git 1t at no five
per. 1t cost me a cool twilve hun
dred."
indeed. I'm afraid you were
-aw-'
"schwindled? 1 wos thot. but I
can't go home TILL l make good wild
Narah."
Il understand then" said the slate
pencil maker, dropping his lisp and
talking like a man Of business. that
you want to get back what you paid?"
"Yis. an thin come. Narah's bin
writin' me thot needn't COON back
shy. Of six thousand. She won't miss
me, she says. There's foine lot Of
saymin ter pick over out there"
Van Zandt started and looked keenly
ut the Irishman.
What do you want for your q
acres?" he asked, slowly.
''Th' only thing thot'll save me firm
bein' grass widerer." said Corney.
'1s $4,000"
"I'li take it,
Corney's blue eyes popped open