The Wrangell sentinel., 1917-01-11
night and keep off the nightmares" he said good naturedly.

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 Things began to look serious very serious indeed. It was nearly 7 o'clock, the trains through the county seat made no connection with those through Belltown and Layton, and it was forty miles over land to the latte~ Twelve hours more and the wedding guests would begin to arrive.
 They were to be married at 6 and take a fast train for Colorado for the honeymoon. He had the passes in his pocket.
 They went down to supper. The deputy stayed close at his side, evil dently intending that he should have no temptation to run. Despair thick and black was rapidly settling down upon the desperate bride groom when a travelling theatrical company came into the dining room. It was the same troupe that had been at Bclltown the previous week. Mason caught the eye of the lead ing man, with whom he had become acquainted, and they nodded cordi- ally.
 An old friend of mine l used to know in the south," said Mason to the deputy. If yon do not object l would like to speak to him after supper"
 Sure" said the officer obligingiy.
 When they arose from the table Mason went across and gripped the actors hand. They had a long, con- fidential chat which soon became so merry that the deputy sheriff wish ed that he could hear some of it. After the actor had gone to get ready for the performance Mason said to his guard:
 "He would like to come up to my room and have little visit aft CT the play," said Mason to the deputy. q suppose you don't ob- ject::'
 Certalnly not.
 The actor came in at 1i:30, and the obliging deputy locked them in, asked the landlord to keep an eye on them and then went across the street to a barroom whence he could easily watch the outside win dow.
 If he had looked through the keyhole instead of looking upward at a noncommital lighted window thirty feet from the ground he would have saved himself much subsequent trouble.
 The actor was laughing and do- ing something very queer for man who had merely dropped in for a social visit. He was daubing and smearing Mason up generally with grease paints.
 "You could break into any pest house in the country-if it wasn't too light and they didn't feel your pulse."
 Mason rang for porter and had the landlord called.
 "Mr. Curry" called he through the door, they locked me up be- cause they thought l did not want to testify against the railroad, but I don't give a hang for tie railroad The reason l tried to get away is that I was exposed to the smallpox two weeks ago-some Mexican la borers working on our road-and ] was trying to get away to see d specialist when the sheriff nabbed me. Since supper 1 feel like l am breaking out. wish you would see."
 "The dickens!" exclaimed the landlord, seeing years business killed by quarantine. 'keep stiii till get key. I'vc had the small pox myself and we'll sec."
 "Well, I should guessp' said the landlord when ihc unlocked the door few minutes later. The lamp was turned low, and the actor was ln hiding under the bed. "You stay where you are till l get team for you, then you scoot!!" He scooted. At quarter before 8 next morning he drove into Lay ton.
 When court convened at 9 o'clock the judge received telegram: | Married and on my way west for my health. Wire forgiveness and blessings | to Denver MASON.