Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-22

'1f You'd Just Let Me Buy Her Back" don't mention her 10 ne again. If you think it was easy to part with her, you are mistaken But I've seen the last of her, and want to forget her"
 Daylight made no answer, and the door closed behind her.
 Half an hour later he was con ferrfng with Jones, an erstwhile ele- etor boy and rabid proietariap whom Daylight long before had grubstaked to literature for a year The result ing novel had been failure. Editors and publishers would not look at It, and Daylight was now using the dis. gruutled author in little private secret service system he had been compelled to establish for himself. Jones, who affected to he surprised at nothing after his crushing experience, betrayed no surprise now when the task was given him to locate the pur- chaser of a certain sorrel mare
 How high shall pay for herr" he asked.
 Any price You've got to get her, that's the point Drive a sharp bar. gain so as not to excite suspicion, out get her. Then you deliver her 10 that address up in Sonoma County. Tho mans the csretaker on a little ranch I have there. Tell him he's to take whacking good care of her. And after that forget all about it Don't tell mo the name of the man you buy her from. Don't tell me anything about 1t except that you've got her and de- livered her Savvee?"
 But the week had not passed. when Daylight noted the fash in Dede's eyes that boded trouble
 Something's gone wrOng-uhat is it?' he said boldly
 Nab" she said The man VhO bought her has sold her already. If I thought you had anything to do with it-"
 q don't even know who you sold her to- was DaylighCs answer. And what's more, I'm not bothering my head about her. She was your mare, and it's none Of my business what you did with her You haven't got her, that's sure, and worse luck. And now, while we're on touchy subjects I'm going to open another one with you. And you needn't get touchy about it. for it's not really your busi- ness at all It's about that brother of yours. He needs more than you can do for him. Selling that mare of yours won't send him 10 Germany And that's what his own doctors say he needs-tbat crack German spe- cialist who rips a mans bones and muscles into pulp and then moulds them all over again. Well, I. want to send him 10 Germany and give that crack a lutter, that's all"
 'lf 1t were only possible," she said, half breathlessly, and wholly without anger. "only it isn't. and you know t isn't. l can't accept money from you"
 Now look here. Miss Mason. You've got 10 get some foolish mo- tions out of your head. This money notion is one Of the funniest things I've seen. Suppose you was falling over a cliff. wouldnt it be all right for me 10 reach out and catch you by the arm? Sure it would You're standing In your brothers way. No matter what notions you've got in your head. you've got 10 get out of the way and give him a chance. Will you let me go and zee him and talk it over with him? I'll make it a hard and fast business proposition. m stake him tO get we'll and that's all. and charge him interest"
 She Yisibly hesitated.
 And just remember one thing. Miss Mason: it's his leg, not yours"
 Still she refralned from giving her answer, and Daylight went on strengthening his position
 And remember. go over to see hins alone. He's a man, and ! can deal with him better without women folks around. I'll go over tomorrow afternoon"