The Mena weekly star., 1911-09-07

Keith Elbowed tils Way Through the
 Heterogeneous Crowd. him also. The latter broke silence with quick. jerky utterance, which seemed to peculiarly fit his personal appearance.
 Damn it all--know you, sir-sure I debut for life of me can't tell where"
 Keith stared across at him more searchingly, and replied, rather in- differently:
 Probably mistake then, as have no recollection of your face.'
 Never made mistake, sir-never forget a face." the other snapped with some show Of indignation, his hands now claaped on the table. one stubby forefinger pointed, as he leaned for ward. Don't tell me-I've seen you somewhere-no, not a word--dont even tell me your name-I'm going to think of 1t"
 Keith smiled. not unwilling to humor the mans eccentricity, and returned to Ills iUtdlt Wilu Onil au OCGdAlOu6t turing glance across the table. The other sat and stared at him, his heavy eyebrows wrinkled as he strug- gled 10 awaken memory. The younger man had begun on his pie when the ace opposite suddenly cleared
 Damn me. I've got it--hell yes; no pital tent- shenandoah bullet i'm, ,edded under third rib-ordinary case
 tl.at's why I forgot-clear as mud now-get the name in a minute-Cap- taiH-Captain Keith-that's it-shake hands"
 Puzzled at the unexpected recogni ton, yet realizing the friendliness of the man. Keith grasped the pudgy fin gers extended with some cordiality.
 Don't remember me 1 s'pose--don't think you ever saw me-delirious when I came hate to tell you what you was talking about-gaye you hypodermic first thing-behayed well enough though when I dug out the lead-Mine bullet, badly blunted hitting the rib-thought you might die with blood poison--couldn't stay to see-to damn much to do-evident ly didn't though--remember me now?"
 'No, only from what you say. You must have been at General Waite's headquarters"
 That's it--charge of Stonewail's field hospital-just happened to ride into Waite's camp that night-damn lucky for you did-young snip there wanted to saw the bone--I stopped that--liked your face-imagined you might be worth saving ain't so sure of 1t now, or you wouldn't be out in this God forsaken country, eating uch grub-my names Fairbain-7Jo- seph Wright Fairbain. NJ. D.--contract surgeon for the railroad--working op the line?"
 Keith shook his head, feeling awak enirg interest in his peculiar com panion.
 NO; just drifted in here from down on the Arkansas" he explained brief ly. Did you know General Waite was dead7"
 The doctor ttoTr'ss s snady face whitened.
 Willis Waite dead?' he re peated What do you mean. sir? Are you sure7 When?"
 q ought to be sure; I buried him lust this side the Cimmaron Crossing out on the Santa Fe trail"
 "But do you know 1t was General waite?" the mans insistent tone full of doubt.
 ssT have no question about it, re- turned Keith, conclusively. The man was waite's size and general appear ance. with gray beard. similar to the one I remember he wore during the war. He had been scalped. and his face beaten beyond recognition. but papers fin his pockets were sufficient 10 prove his identity. Besides. he ana his companion--a young fellow named sibley-were known to have pulled out two days before from Carson City,
 When vas thts ss'
 Ten days ago" Fafrbaiuss Iips paniied. sas rnaay