White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1917-01-07

ul0. auologlze. anu ! nate 10 se
a-er--a kiiljoy. But as a matter of
fact. your employer is a blackmailer.
and it's best you should know it."
yes" put in Paddock. DO You
gentlemen happen to have heard where
the editor of Mr.. Gonzales late news.
paper, published in Havana. Is now
ave do not" said O'Neill. but may
be you'l tell u.s."
II will. He's in prison doing ten
years for blackmail. understand that
Mr.. Gonzale prefers to involve his
editors, rather than himself"
O'Neill came over and held out his
hand to Minot
"Shake. son." he said. Thank God
1 didn't waste my strength on you.
Gonzale will be in here in a minute
about those lettersy" Howe in
auired.
YES" said Minot They were writ.
ten to a Gaiety actress by a man who
is in San Marco for his wedding next
Tuesday-Lord narrowly"
His ludship again. oNeill remark
ed. Say. | always thought the south
was democratic"
well" said Howe. I'VE owe you
fellows something for putting us
wise. We've stood for a good deal. but
never for blackmailing. As II matter of
fact, GonZale hasn't brought the letters
in yet, but he's due at any minute.
When he comes. take the letters away
FROM him gbonFt ;ntnrTr, H.
about you. Bob?'
"rn interfere said O'Neill. .'and I'll
interfere strong. IL l think you fellows
amt leaving enough of little Manuel
for me to caress'-
The door opened. and the immacu-
late proprietor of the Mail came noise
lessly into the room. His eyes mar
rowed when they fen on the strangers
there.
Are you Manuel Gonzalez Minot
demanded.
"I-am." The sly little eyes darted
everywhere.
Proprietor of the MailT"
YES"
The gentleman who visited Lord
Harrowby an hour backT'
Man. man. You're wasting time"
O'Neill cried.
Excuse me" smiled Minot "Unin-
territorial, / assure you" He seized the
little Spaniard suddenly by the collar.
"We're here for Lord Harrowby's let
ters," he said. His other hand began a
rapid search OF Manuel Gonzales pock-
cts.
Let me go. you thiefrs screamed tho
proprietor of the Mail. He squirmed
and fought. Let me co. He writhed
about to face his editors. You foolsl
What are you doing. standing there7
Help me-help"-
We're waiting" said O'Neill.
Waiting for our turn. Remember your
promise. son Enough of hir1 left for
me-
Minot and his captive slid back and
forth across the floor. The three others
watched. O'Neill in high glee.
"Go to it, he cried. That's Nine.
On Dit you're Waiting with | speak
for the next dance. madame"
Mr.. Minot's eager hand came away
from the Spaniard's inner waistcoat
pocket. and in it was a packet of per-
fumed letters. tied with a cute blue
ribbon. lie released his victim.
Sorry to be so impolite." he said.
But | had to have these tonight"
Gonzale turned on him with an evil
glare.
mi, !. 80 -. 81. am L., - tAz t4.-
on you for this.
Il doubt that. smiled Minot Jack.
| guess that about concludes our bust
| ness with the Mail" He turned to
Howe and O'Neill. "You boys look
me up at the De la Pax. want to
wish you bon voyage when you start
north. For the nresent-goodby."
And ne and Paddock departed.
You're a fine pair" snarled Gonzale
when the door had closed. IA fine
pair to TAKE my salary money and then
stand by aud see me s~trangled."
You're not %strangled yet said
O'Neill. He came slowly toward his
employer. like n cat stalking a bird.
Ibid you get my emphasis on the word
YETI"
Gonzale paled beneath his lemon skin
and got behind n desk.
Now. boys he pleaded. Il didn't
mean anything. III be frank with
| you'll have been a little indiscreet
here. But that's all over now. Ii
would be dangerous TO try any more
er-deals Mt present. And I want You
to stay on here until I can get new
men in your places"
Save your breath" said O'Neill