Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1912-10-24

three men even considered what WA
to be done next.
We must begin a systematic search
tomorrow" said Armstrong decisive
ly, as the three men sat around tn,
cheerful fire in the hut.
YES" assented Maitland. "Shall W,
go together, or separately"
Separately, Of course. We are al
hardy and experienced men. Nothing
is apt to happen to us. We will NEE
here every night and plan the mex
days work. What do you say, Kirk
by?"
The old man had been quietly smok
ing while the others talked. HI
smiled at them in a way which aroused
their curiosity and made them fee
that he had news for them.
while you was putin the finishin
touches on this we're camp. l come
acrost a heap . stuns that somehow
the wind had swept bare, there wa.
a big rift in front OF it which KEEP vi
from SEEM it afore; 1t was built W
In the open were there was no trees
an In our lumberin' operations w
wasn't lookin' that away. l. came
acrost 1t by any chance an"
We'll, for Gods sake, old man.
cried Armstrong, impatiently, "whar
did you find, anything?"
This" answered Kirkby, carefully
producing a folded scrap Of paper from
his leather vest.
Armstrong fell OF it ravenously, ant
as Maitland bent to him, they botl
read these words by the freight.
Miss Enid Maitland, whose foot |.
so badly crushed as to prevent he1
travelling, Is safe in a cabin at the heat
OF this canon. / put this notice here
to reassure any n who may be seek
ing her as to her welfare. Follow the
stream up to its source.
WIN. BERKELY NEWBOLD."
Thank God!" exclaimed Robert
Maitland.
You called me a fool, Kirkby,' said
Armstrong, his eyes cleaning. What
do you think of 1t now?"
It's the fools, I find" said Kirkby
sapiently. "that gener'ly gifts there
Providence seems to be a-watchin
over EN-"
You said you CHANGED on this pa
per, Jack" continued Maitland. "It
looks like the deliberate intention Of
Almighty God"
I reckon So" answered the other
simply. You see He's got to lool
after all the fools on earth to keep ZEN
from dom too much damage to their
selves an to others in this we're crook
ed trail Of a world"
Let us start now" urged Arm
strong.
"'Tain't possible" said the old man
taking another puff at his pipe, anl
only a glistening of the eye betrayed
the Joy that he felt; otherwise hi.
phlegmatic calm was unbroken, his de
meanor just as undisturbed as it al
ways was. WED jest throw away oul
lives a-wanderin' round these yer,
mountains in the dark. We've got t.
have light, an clear weather. Ef il
should be snowin' in the mornin' wed
have to wait until 1t cleared"
Il won't wait a minute" said Arm
strong. AT daybreak, weather or nc
weather, l start" ,
What's your hurry, Jim?" continued
Kirkby, calmly. THE gals safe; one
day more or less amt goin' to make
no difference"
She's with another man." answered
Armstrong quickly.
do you know this Newbold?" ask
ed Maitland, looking at the note again
mo. not personally, but I have heard
of him."
g" know him." answered Kirkby
quickly, "an' you've seed him too, Bob;
he's the Teller that shot his wife, thai
married Louise Rosser."
"That mani"
The very same"
you say you never saw him, Jimr
asked Maitland.
Il repeat ! never met him." said
Armstrong, flushing suddenly: sbut
knew him wife,"
Eyes, you did that" drawled til,
old mountaineer.
What do you mean?" flushed Arm
strong.
II mean that you knowed her, thats
all" answered the old man with an in.
nocent air that was almost childike
When the others woke up In tho
morning Armstrong; sleeping bag wa
empty. Kirkby crawled out Of his own
warm nest, opened the door and peer
ed out into the storm.
WELL" he said, II guess the damn
fool has beat God this time. It don't
look to me as II even He could ave
him now"
But we must 60 after him at once,s
urged Maitland.
See for yourself" answered the old
man, throwing wider the door. We've
got to wait til this wind dies down. un.
less we give the Almighty the Job q
lookin' after three instid o. d
(To BE coNTINUED.)