The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1911-02-21
HAL this bunnet straight. quick's


ever you can"
Miss Dawes. relieved to find that the
accident had no serious consequences
and trying her hardest not to laugh.
assisted the widow to rearrange her
wearing apparel The blacksmith and
his helper came running up the hill.
Hello. Debby"' hailed the former
whats the matter? Hurt. be your
Mrs. Beasley, whether she heard or
not, did not deign to reply.
The blacksmith pointed to his shop
in the hollow Before it stood Mr..
Bangs, holding Henry by the bride
and staring in their direction.
He's all right" volunteered the
"helper." The horse stopped runnin
soon's he got to the foot of the next
hill"
Mrs. Beasley was not apparently
oyerjoyed at the news.
"Humph!' she grunted. 81 most
wish he'd broke his neck. Pesky, care
less thing, gettin' us run away with
and upset. Who's goin' to pay for
fixin' my sulky. / want to know?"
"Mr. Bangs will pay for it, I'm sure, :"
said Phoebe soothingly. IF he doesn't
/ will oh, Mrs. Beasley, did you find
the diary?"
DIARY? No, no. told you / was
afraid I'd burnt it up. Well. had.
and whole lot more of them old ones.
! But did get all them Arizona papers
| and took the trouble to tote 'em all the
! way here SOS you could look at 'em.
! And now"-she shook with indignation
and waved her hand toward section
of horizon where little white dots in
! dicated the whereabouts of the Cou-
riers-"now look where they be!
| Bowed from Dan to Beersheby! Come
on to the house and let me set down.
| ! been standin' on my head till I'm
tired Here. Jabez," to the blacksmith.
"you tend to that carriage. will your
She stalked off down the hill.
Phoebe was downcast and disap-
pointed. She was convinced in her
own mind that the Honorable Atkins
had some hidden motive for his es-
pousal of the Thomas cause. Asaph's
fruitess quest in Orham had not
| shaken her faith. Captain Cy had re-
fused to seek Debby Beasley for infor-
nation concerning the Thayers, and so
she, on her own responsibility, had
done so. And this was the ridiculous
ending Of her journey. The diary had
been a fororn hope. Now that was
burned Poor Bos'n and poor some
| one else!
| Debby, marching down the hill, con-
tinued to sputter about the lost week
lies.
| "It's an everlastin' shamew she de-
clarcd. I'D just found the one with
! that advertisement in it and was read
in it. remember the part ! read.
| plain as could be. While we're eatin'
dinner I'll tell you about it."
But Miss Dawes did not care for
dinner Like Mr.. Tidditt and the cap
| tain, she had had about all the Debby
Beasley she wanted.
"Yes. yes. you will stop, too" affirm
ed the widow. II want to tell you
more about Blazeton. | can see that
advertisement this minute right afore
my eyes-'Information wanted OF my
husband. Edward Higgins; FIVE foot
eight inches tall, sandy completed.
brown hair and yellowish mustache;
not lame. but has peculiar slight
limp with his left foot
"What?' asked the schoolmistress.
stopping short.
Hey? Has peculiar limp with his
left foot | remember how Desire
used to talk about that limp. She said
twas almost as If he suffered with
his leg. He hurt it when he was up
in Montana and
"Ohr cried Miss Dawes. The color
had left her face
Eyes. You see. he used to be a miner
or somethin' up there. He'd never say
much about his younger days, but one
time he did tell that. Id just got as
far as that limp when the sulky upset.
Talk about bein' surprised. l never
was so surprised In my life as when
that horse critter. rared up and
Phoebe interrupted. Her color had
come back. and her eyes were shining.
Mrs. Beasley," she cried, II think l
shall change my mind. believe will
stay to dinner after all. I'm ever so
much interested in Arizona"