Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-11-06

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When she reached the living room,
she started back. A young woman,
her skirt dusty with the dirt Of the
road, was lying full length upon the
lounge Her eyes we're closed. Neal
was standing at her head, placing a
wet cloth upon her forehead. Annette
removed her shoe.
"Ah, the pain-the pain" groaned
the sufferer
"Why, there's no swelling" said An
nette.
The girl on the lounge opened her
| eyes. ut Is always that way" she re-
| piled; that is not the first time. 1t
is the injury to what you call the-the
synovial membrane--the covering Of
the bones 1t has happened twice be-
fore"
The girl signaled for her leather
handbag which was on the table. Neal
fetched it for her, and she took from
1t a card. She handed 1t to Annette.
Annette passed 1t to Mrs. Hardin. This
Ia what 1t said.
Miss Irene courtler,
Nassau,
The Bahama Isles.
IL must send telegram she
added, shutting her bag and handing 1t
back to Neil
The girl dictated and Neal wrote as
follows:
Napoleon Courtler, Esq, Hotel Ber
muda, New York City:
Sprained my ankle. Don't worry,
Have found friends In Seaport.
IRENE.
Over In the Hotel Bermuda in New
York sat Mr.. Napoleon Courtier-a
foreign-looking gentleman Of distin'
guished appearance. He was strik-
ing-looking figure and had many pc
culiarities and eccentricities of man
ner. The most striking thing about
hinA however, was a livid saber cut
across his cheek-a deep. deep cut
a bad scar II is probable, however,
that Mr.. Courtier attracted no more
attention than his companions did
one of them fat little Mexican Of
most villainous appearance; the other
a huge giant clad in ill-fitting clothes,
who followed Mr. Courtier about like
dog-a faithful dog
Mr.. Napoleon Courtier sat within
his room. He was not alone. With
him were the Mexican and the giant
With him also was another parsonage,
III favored, low proved, treacherous.
This latter individual was a New
York crook.
A telegraph boy entered with tele-
gram. Courtier signed for 1t with a
gold pencil, gave the boy a quarter for
tip and opened the telegram.
"Ponto," exclaimed Mr.. Napoleon
Courtier, for the moment totally ignor-
ing the presence Of the crook; "look,
friend Ponto Read"
And Ponto read. It was the tele.
gram of Miss Irene Courtier.
AT last--and after thirteen years"
he said.
The crook once more seated himself
and Mr.. Courtier followed suit He
seized piece of paper and wrote
rapidly. He pushed the piece Of paper
toward the crook.
Read that" he commanded; 1T is
intended for your principal
The crook read:
Have 200 pounds best gum opium.
viii land SANE tonight at Seaport, N.
J. Be ready to receive 1t. Signal with
flash flare.
The crook nodded. Fright, bo," he
commented.
Half an hour later, on his way up |
Second avenue, New York, the crook |
was boisterously hailed by crowd of |
boon companions. These boon COM
panions we're lounging In the doorway |
OF the side Pocket"
Come on, Shorty" cried one Of
them, catching the crook by the arm,
I'm just blowing. Come on in and
have some steam"
A few minutes after they entered
the place, One-Eyed Mulvaney and his
gang entered the saloon. Followed a
fight and raid by the police. When
II was over Shorty lay in corner with
his skull cracked
Something white protruded from the
crooks coat pocket. The sergeant
drew 1t out. 1t was a note. 1t read
like this:
Have 200 pounds best gum opium.
VIII land same tonight at Seaport, N.
]. Be ready to receive II. Signal
with flash flare.
The sergeant read 1t twice. Then
he signaled to one Of his men.