The Springdale news., 1915-08-13

cry to see it fall upon the sorting ta- ble and blaze back it's sinister gieams to the incandescent light above. Where was the diamond from the sky?
 The Watehman relieycd=at dawn OF the loading platform outside might have known as he stepped across the mail bags marked Repair But the side of his right shoe just grazed it The truck driver might have known as he loaded the bags to =te repaired for like many a poor man he held a fortune in his hands for once at least in his poverty stricken life and never knew It
 Held by it's clasp in the ravelings of the inner seam atthe bottom Of tie bag. the heirloom of the Stanleys rest ed i'll the darkness of the s0iled interior of the service worn old mail bag The truekman held it in lis arms and toss ed it on top of his load. But his fingers just missed the feel of it. And so he threw away his fortune, perhaps III evil one. and drove on with his mind upon other matters than fortunes CT missing gems of price
 Down the city street from his hum ble lodging place in the poorest part of the town came Quabba. musician and traFeler. And lie trarelea not alone. With him was his orchestra and his collector of external revenue. True. his orchestra was hut q barrel organ and his collector of external rev. enue monkey. tut the organ was q fairly good one. sweet of tone and the monkey was simian of sorts and his name was Clarence
 Sc it was that Quabba was gay of heart and sung to himself IS he trudged along. Only poor hunchbaek organ grinder with his monkey was Quabba. But his heart was light his conscience untroubled and his appetite, alas. only too good. sFhe whole wide world was his, and no man was his master. and so Quabba the hunchback sang and winked at the monkey. Clarence. as if to say We haven't a penny, Clarence bur what an appetite well have for breakfast-as soon as we pick up the price of one,'
 Hi there, get out of the way" shout. cd T rough voice, and Quabba, reused from his reflections, stepped aside just ill time to avoid being struck by a passing truck. A jolt of the vehicle threw an empty mail bag marked with chalk Repair from a pile of those 1t tile back of the track
 The hunehbaek picked up the mail bag and called after the driver But tii9t worthy failed to hear the cry and tluahin waved the old mail bag after him. Then he felt something the size of an English walnut in his hand and under tAte dirty canvas eff the bag IT. sensitive fingers felt along the side e.i1s q t4e bae and heeoa4l feel eggB sLr0e-' fle thickness of tae4eaHaas. tLat f..ea aiAect ta ge 6ag #asa eI.le al iaezst
 The AsneAlack wheeled lie a=HeaH " a.oN. hetWeeu two warehouses. %a aHe Ha afttda nail bag fali 4 ts# sH E. AHne uea.ceA Iim ea.a eA ta. Inserted alloy 1t H.as olHs te work t aH iHsfaat ta faa=eH th fl9## se.ue aa a tae ma aag ms 8ut sfahere. an f#e inside aat=5la 74Fs H. amen1 from tha mp aias5 yasa-=d z8 ths scum " 6f,a t aa
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 and seon eat from the aley gseme t nm hhaek argan grinder with h.~ mon Sey, aud the itineraHt hunehback saz she poszessar If the diamona fr5#f :he sky.