The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-01-02


 protrudtng mustache and pu6y red cheeks. Posse No. is cut new guard ing your property, and if we can only sneak in the back way I think we'll see evidence enough to have posse No. 2 arrest posse Nc. l. have the blank warrants right in. my pocket think it'll make great story, don't youT'
 Wal1ingfor1, his big shoulders heavins so that he could hardly wx1ta, paused 8 moment to enjoy his new secretary,
 Blac4ie DaW is being cheafedn p hs chuekIed and went on.svith his writing.
 The sheriff, who wore the widest brimmed felt hat that could bo found and ostentationsIy displayed a huge bulge beneath his coat in each hip pocket, took every warrant as it was signed and examined it with porten- tous frown and when he had twenty distributed them to the deputies, ons to each man, and came back for more. When Henry and old Prince ahd the antiquarian and his secretary drove away those deputies were issuing forth in double file. with the globu1ar little sheriff at their head, and there was not another male human being to be seen on the streets of PoplarvzHe.
 Half mile from Jonathan BanEer's former house WaIlingford and young Pollet, after despa1rtng 1nstTuct9ons e old Henry, left the cab and made a detour through the shtIls- When they came in sight of the house yOung Pol [ let took one look at the iDdustEioua panorama. filled with earnest spaders. and whipped out his bundle Of blank warrants.
 s.Just sign ,theseEs he tOyGu1lyy' tEEs.sd s'rH send them back by old Henry when he brings up the luggage"
 The collectors Of antique fSEltar5, came and went into Hhapseaes over the artistic handiwork of Dollar Bin shuvit and read the ineomparably erudite catalogue, but they all went away with their hands tosthelr broy7s, for the price J. Rufus TalIingford had set upon the collection was staggeEine- ly prohibitive, and he would not sell individual pieces The first two days of course, brought forth the regular dealers in antique furniture. but these gentlemen did not even inquire the price. They merely inspected the fur niture with delighted approval ana passed their hands oyer it lovingly and said Billy Shuvtt" and went away But the genuine collectors, those who were well up on the HteratuRs Of an ttdues and could tell ChippendaIe tn the dark, fingered long and went away 1 broken hearted, while Paul Pellet went about with 6, pafned. puzzled feeling
 On the evening of the fourth day. however. he came to WaIlingford with a relieved countenance 'sThere have been two or three people here with enough money to cart away the whole works, but you haven't seemed anx- ious to sell" he observed as VVailing ford. with his coat ofs9 and his sleeves rolled up, prepared to broiI steak over the coals of the kitchen stove
 @No,. admitted WaIIingford, slam ming the steak down close to the coals for a sizzling moment and then tW1rl- ing it swiftly on the other side 4Get your plates out of the oven, Paul, and. twirling tse steak back to the original side, he reached out with his deft right hand, turned some sizzling German frying potatoes with a fork, and repIaced the tin lid on the skillet
 Young PoIlet set the hot plates on the table with slam. and distributed them. Gee. what 8 story" he e1 claimed. Say, Wa1Iingford, how do you work the rest of it2 Kou could have unIoaded. at 8 fair price, to an honest man this morning, and you let a rich old spinster go yesterday, Wha was patheticaIly eager to be stung.
 tWaIIingford seized a carving knife and laid open some juicy red slices. ..Where's the salt7'' he demanded.
 Paulsshoved it from behind the plat fer of fresh cut bread and poured the beer. sI guess If you'd sell to an hon est man you'd be in bad,'' he opined-
 'WaIlingford sat himself down with a sigh of comfort and took up his knife and fork sfYou are a young man or remarkable penetration Paul. he com plimented his secretary.
 That night, when Wilmington thought he was asleeps Paul raised up on his elbow.
 "IaI be J1ggered if I see how you work it,'' he remarked 'gFhis uiser stunt has me going. I know y0u plant ed that money, but don't see YEhg. Nobody believes there's a cent left In the ground
 Enar was advert3sing.7 laaehed Wallfngford, and went to sleep.
 In the morning J. Rufus walked into town for exercise, and when he came back he brought BlacIie Daw behind deaf old Henry and dumb old Prince
 Blackie and Paul PoIlet accepted an introduction with grave courtesy, and then. after long hard look at each other, they mutually grinned. (To Be ContinUed.3