The weekly tribune and the Cape County herald. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1914-1918, 1914-12-18

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Sure" said old Tom Kan@ Easily,
whistling to his burros again You
just come along with ne"
But | haven't got my coat"
The cook looked 81 him with swift
understanding His coat had been in
the seat of The machine and WAS burn
ed IN get you another coat when
we yet back to camp" he said com
fOitlngly. SO they progressed the long
and dusty road hack to the "Master
ze: Il WAS dark when they ar
rived. and Kane WIS able to taac his
dazed and much ..u.Sud charge into
the cook shanty without being ob;erv-
ed by any of the miners Eorr wa5
still but half conscious and willingly
submitted to being pat to bed. thJlgh
he still protested that lie wanted his
coat
What do you want your coat for
demanded Kane.
John opened his eyes widely, for the
first time cogni1ant Of his surround
MSS hG iN'tl'Sb tAptii NAAS Wa
"AH my money is ill it,
Tom Kane SIT on the chair beside
him. dish towel in hand. us Il SOFT of
emblem OF authority, and demanded in
his careful tones. There wasn't any
thing else in the cont. JOhn:" He bent
his white head us if to catch Il whis-
per Instead Dorr gave a raucous
shout:
There was that check from the
mint
Il suw you myself give that check to
WilkerSOn. said the cook SOotnin-ly
But that doesn't change matters any
You've got to get to san Francisco
and you're, busted" Tom Kane pulled
out an old deerskin poke and frCm it
spilled Oh the table Il few hundred dol
lars
Just as soon as you get able. John"
be said huskiiy. Won take this money
and get to Frisco. Find Ruth That's
all that matters-fBl. that little girl
Hurry" he Whispered "WiHarSnn
is gone He's been gene since mid
afternoon"
But l am badly hurt. said John
Dorr stupidity Then Kane uIlipr
stood that he mast take Gc3P2"~t,
measures. ~~'''
Fifteen minutes later Dorr WIS
pounding down the road toward Silent
Valley. His head was roughly Bend.
aged. his chest had been tightly strap
ped with the ripped wooden blanket.
and in his noStriis was she Dun%ent
odor of ammonia lie was AZ last
awake and knewntbat in his pocket
was q thousand dollars in cold IN
hour later he boarded the Sunset eX
press and automatically paid his fare.
bought his Pullman ticket and. not
withStanding the pOrter'S earnest in
quiry as to his injuries. went to bed as
silently as he arrived in San Francisco
day later.
EXultant in his triumph. Wilkcrscn
stifled the small voice of his conscience
and strobe on. Cne thought now mas-
tered his every action he must reach
San Francisco and Jean Darnell.
Jean Darne!l, The woman who stir
red him to the depths of his innermOS;
soul.
Jean Darnell and the Master Key!
Arrived at the station he sent her Il
wire telling of his coming Two min
utes later he was aboard the train As
he gazed backward IL bend of the rails
drew Il curtain To his musings. and he
turned and entered the car.
Upon their arrival i'll San Francisco
Mrs: Darnell acted upon her decision
made during the jOurney-that they
would stop at Il less pretentiOus hotel
than the st. Francis. where the chances
of her plans being spoiled by chance
meetings with the real Everett or per
haps John Dorr Were too great And
so they took taxi to the Manx
A word with Drake and the Older
woman stepped to the desk and in a
firm bold hand wrote: