Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-04-25

the magic of an hour to the supreme
height of life and dizzy together on
it's summit
II don't see how you can care for
me, Henry. OH / mean it," she pro-
tested, holding her head resolutely
up. You know who we are, away
off there in the mountains. Every
one hates us. l suppose they've
plenty of reason to; we hate every
body else. And why shouldn't we?
We're at war with everyone. You
know, better than | do, what goes
on in the gap. | don't want to know;
! try not to know; Uncle Duke tries
to keep things from me-that day
on Music couldn't believe you
meant it at all. And yet-Im afraid
| liked to try to think you did. When
you looked at me I felt as If you
could see right through me-"
Condolences never came to an end.
And diplomacy came into it's own
almost at once in De Spain's efforts
to improve his relations with the inn
placable Duke. The day came when
Mans uncle could be taken home. De
Spain sent to him a soft-spoken
emissary, Bob Scott, offering to pro-
vide a light stage, with his compli-
ments. for the trip. The intractable
mountaineer, with his refusal to ac-
cept the olive branch, blew Bob out
of the room. Nan was crushed by
the result, but De Spain was not to
be dismayed
Lefever came to him the day after
Nan had got her uncle home. Hen
ry," he began without any prelimin-
aries, there is one thing about your
precipitate ride up Music mountain
that l never got clear in my mind.
After the fight, your cartridge belt
was hanging up in the barn at Gala
basas for two weeks. You walked
in to us that morning with your belt
buckled on. You told us you put it
on before you came upstairs. What
oh, yes, l know, Henry. But that
belt wasn't hanging downstairs with
your coat earlier in the evening. No,
Henry, 1t wasn't-not when / looked.
Don't tell me such things, because
i don't know. Where was the belt
when you found it?"
Some distance from the coat
John, ] admit that. I'll tell you;
some one had moved the belt. 1t was
not where l left it. l was hurried
the morning l rode IN, and I can't
tell you just where 1 found it,"
Lefever never bated an eyelish. 81
know you can't Henry. Because you
won't. That Scotch hybrid McAlpiIl
knows a few things, too, that he
won't tell. All want to say is, you
can trust that man too far. He's
got all my recent salary. Every time
Jeffries raises my pay that hairy
paved horse-doctor reduces 1t just
so much a month. And he does 1t
with one pack of fifty-two small
cards that you can stick in your vest
pocket"
"McAlpin has q wife and children
tn ~ ~ nA IN
Don't think for a moment he does
it" returned Lefever Vehemently. II
support his wife and children my
self"
"You shouldn't play cards, John"
ut was by playing cards that I To-
Gated Sassoon, just the same. A little
game with your friend Bull Page, by
the way. And say, that man blew
into Calabasas one day here lately
with a twenty-dollar bill; it's a fact.
Now, where do you suppose he got
twenty dollars in one bill? know
had it two hours after ne got there.
and then in fifteen minutes that
blamed bullwacker you pay thirty
two a week to took it away from
me, But I got Sassoon spotted. And
where do you suppose Split-lips is
this minute?"
"Morgan's gap"
quite So-and Deen there all the
time. Now, Bob has the old warrant
for him-the question is, how to get
him out"
De Spain reflected a moment be-
fore replying: John, I'd let him
alone just for the present" he said
at length.
Lefever's eyes bulged. Let Sas-
soon alone?"
He'll keep-for a while, anyway"
what do you mean?"
| Il don't want to stir things up too