Gilpin observer., 1916-06-22
The Young Commissioner Was Un.
easily Searching His Offices.

eaSily searching his OWceS.
long time as they picked among the
treasures from the tide-lands. and pres
emily they fell in with the small. brown
women and all disappeared around the
bend in the Siletz road
The aching fury began to rise in her
at thought of those two alone. leav-
ing the women, idling back together
Perhaps they would climb the hills for
way and sit neutrality-suspicious.
here the sadness fell upon her that
said she was unworthy.
Had he not kissed her, and was she
not his woman? His eyes were true.
and they had spoken things that bade
her be calm. Not yet had she learned
the lesson of his greatness that kept
him always so quiet and sane. even
in trouble.
There came a step beside her, soft
step padding on the worn, bare floor.
and Coosnah came from the east
sorch, painting with the heat. He
leaned against the jamb OF the door
to the little south room, scratching
luxuriously. and .romptly jumped as
the door swung swiftly inward. Again
Fate smiled impishly and sent at that
auspicious moment the first good
breeze of the warm day sucking up
the valley. 1t caught the papers on
the floor under the typewriter table.
fiuttered them daringly, and with a
whistle and whoop bore them tum-
bling out across the swept boards of
the eating-room floor, to lodge against
the rocker of Mas little chair.
The girl in the doorway turned,
reaching out half-unwilling hand to
save her rivals property. Not yet had
Siletz learned a tenth Of Sandry's
code, else she would have folded the
packet and laid 1t aside.
Instead. with the freedom of camp
life and utter innocence, she began
to read. wonderingly at first, then, as
she saw Sandry's name. with hushed
breath and parted lips. When she had
finished the first part she paused and
stared out across the sloping lift OF
meadow, already sere and brown with
the summer heat. Puzzled, but half
comprehending, yet filled with name
less fear, she felt her fingers shaking
as she turned the page to Sandry's
letter.
Daily's Camp. Toledo. July 20. 49,
John II. Musseldorn-
The time of restitution has begun. AS
you made the structure OF my fathers
fortune but a Quilted and empty shell. 30
you alone have the knowledge and the
cunning to fill 1t to Its former substance.
snk1own to the outside de- world Wp,Ga Wilton
and II must be upborne. Here is the
mittance which l told you would some
the the decd 10 the Meadowiands Farm which
you sold. squandering the money. Put It
In my name as part of the Sandry es-
to get it-get 1t. This Is a threat. Re-
member that those proofs. which you and
your .accompice thought destroyed. are
safe In my possession.
From time to time you will be called
upon TO manage the buying back OF ev-
cry cry piece Of property; every horse on the
that you, under the power-of- attorney
which an honorable and trusting old man
be about. sold-for your own profit.
Through travail and bloody sweat kept
my iatner In Ignorance OF his ruin until
As | had no mercy on James q. Whit
by for his share with you In the infam-
cusly legitimate deals which made Will
VIII have no mercy on you. You know
what l know. and shake In your shoes
because OF IL. So far so good. | shall ex-
pect the deed to the Meadowlands Farms
as speedily as Il can be arranged
WALTER SANDRY.
Trembling with premonition of dis
aster to Sandry, Siletz sat holding
the strange documents A great anger
began to well in her against the other
woman. She opened the buttons of
her blue shirt and dropped the folded
packet inside its blouse.
On the Siletz road Sandry and Miss