The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-04-25

who had been absent from
Hopedale since the trial,
drove Into town In time to
see nguge that strongly
resemblsd his cook emerging from
the general merchandise store with
his arms piled high with packages.
while the greater portion Of the
leisure class OF Hopedais followed
in his wake.
Two L.X. pack horses and . saddle
horse stood at the hitching post In
front of the store.
spiser stopped his team and de-
ence?"
"shoppin'." replied that person
"shoppini What you got in that
pack"
Socks"
spiser felt In his pocket for his
timebook.
"I'ii write you q check and you
Just stay In town and woar them
socks out"
Thanks - much obligsd - but I
promised the boys I'd cit back; and
while think OF II. Spiser. I wish you
wouldn't smoke them horses up like
that. / hate to SEQ good team
abused"
MIR. Spissr frankly stared.
Was his cook as locoed ~ . sheep.
herder. or was he merely looking for
trouble? Az u prccaution. 6piser took
the whip from it, socket and held
tho butt OF II In one hand. while.
with an indelibls pencil. he nlisd out
a - 0sNN n
'Thanks-muoh Obliged" Clarence
road tho check carefully. NOV.
while you're writin'. Jest look up
what's comm to you from the com.
pany. and mako out one to yourself"
Again Spiser stared.
What ails your" he replied with .
tolerant air. Been slsspin' In the
moonlight"
The cook shook his head.
I'm an heiress-me man."
you're whatT'
"M'uncle's dead"
'Oh. Grassy with grief"
JOY" corrected clarence. And.
Spiser. when you speak to me in pub
Ito like this, ! wish you wouldn't b
30 familiar. just take tho time and
call mo Mister--Mister Strunk."
The highly entertained listensrs
saw Spiser's Jaw drop.
''Not--the Los Angeles Strunkr'
Clarence nodded.
Uncle Clarence. who showed HIS az
fection by kickin' me out SOS I'd learn
what q dollar In worth. own rs per
cent. Of tho stock In the LIZ. Cattle
Company and don't mind sayin' that
it's worth all I'm gettin' to 20 through
life tagged Clarence However. me
man. they could "a added on Percy
and Claude n It'd giv6 mo tho priv
legc OF tyin' a tin can onto you when
I como into my rights. Spiser. you're
bounced. Git out o. that buggy and
gimme the whip! Ridin' horseback ID
too fatiguin'."
II was true enough. and Clarence
Strunk had the necessary papers to
prove II. which same he produced
with alacrity for Spiser's inspection.
They're alright and water
proof" declared Mr.. Strunk. "And
furthermore" he went on. "while
I'm no hand to toot my own horn. II
looks to me like you ought 10 have
seen that I was somebody out of the
ordinary. ] got q easy, careless way
nbout mo that shows pedigree. and
then these long. taperin' fingers and
p'inted ears Say, git down out
that buggy. II makes me mad to look
at you"
SO II came about that Clarence
Strunk. leading "a saddle horse and
two pack horses behind four
wheeled vehicle. attempted to drive
through the canyon after the cloud
burst hni passed. just n little bit
sooner than would a person who had
not been in Hopedale drinking heart
lily to his own health.
The water. though falling rapidly
was still running swift and nearly
belly-deeR when Mr.. Clarence Strunk
urged his horses into the stream.
In spite OF tho fact that the water
was swishing around his ankles. and
ne had several narrow escapes from
upset. he was halfway through the
canyon and congratulating himself
upon overcoming the cowardly Inn
pulse to wait until the creek sub
sided n little more. when he heard q
faint hail
Then something ahead moved on
the apparently perpendicular canyon
wall
"Gce.e-e whiz," Clarence Strunk's
eyes bulged.
Tho horses splashed n little faster
toward clinging figure,
my grips nearly gone'" Boh
smiled falntly, hut his face was white
with tho strain ms he spread like n
star-fsh on the canyon wall, the ball
~ ono foot resting on n slight pro-
lection, tho fingers Of one hand thrust
in a crevice, and the other hand grip