Carrizozo outlook. [volume] (Carrizozo, N.M.) 1910-1945, 1919-05-02

II couldn't believe my eyes"
She abandoned her easy, careless
manner. A look II modification came
into her eyes as she Strengthened up
and fnced him. Her voice was a tribe
husky when she spoke ngnin.- after a
moments pause.
"You see, Mr.. Barnes, these are the
only buds ] have with me. II wasn't
necessary to put on this hat. Of course.
but l did II simply 20 make the char.
ncter complete. might just as we'll
make beds and clean wristbands IN a
picture hat as In a low-necked gown. 80
here l am"
She was a tall, pleasant-faced girl
OF t~wenty-three or four, not unlike her
fnthor In many respects.
~ nm very sorry" he anId lamely.
II have henrd something Of your mis-
fortunes from your father and-the
others. lists really hrrd luck"
~ call II rather good luck TO have
got nway with the only dress In the lot
that cost more than tuppence," she
said, smiling again. Lord knows what
would have happened 20 me II they
had dropped down or us NJ the end OF
the first act. l was the beggar's dau yh-
ter. you see-absolutely In rags. 0ind
to have met you. l think youn find
everything nearly all right. Good night,
sir"
She closed the door behind her,
leaving him standing In the middle OF
the room, nerplexed hut amused.
"By George" he said to himself, still
staring ut the closed door. they're
wonders, all OF them. / wish l could
do something TO help them out Of"
He snt down abruptly IN the edge OF
the bed and pulled his wallet from his
pocket. He set about counting the
bills. a calculating frown In his eyes.
Then he stared at the ceiling, sum
ming up. "I1l do It," he said, after n
moment of mental figuring. He told
or q half dozen bills and slipped them
into his pocket. The wallet sought It's
usual resting place for the night: IN
der q pillow.
He was healthy and he was tired.
Two minutes nfter his head touched
the pillow he was sound asleep.
He wns aroused shortly after mid
night by shouts, apparently Just out
side his window. A man was calling
In n loud voice from the road below ;
an instant later he heard n tremendous
pounding on the tavern door.
Sprlnglng out OF bed, he rushed 10
the window. There were horses In
front OF the house-severnl OF them
and men or foot moving like shadows
among them.
Turning from the window. he un-
locked and opened the door into the
hail. Some one was gathering down
the narrow staircase. The bolts on
the front door shot back Will; resound.
Ing force, and there came the hoarse
tumble Of excited voices MS men crowd.
ed through the entrance. Putnam
Jones voice rose above the Glamour.
keep quletl Do you want to wake
everybody On the placer" he was say
Ing angrlly. "What's up7 This Is n
fine time o. night to be- Good Lord
What's the matter with hlm3"
Telephone for n doctor, Put-dnmn
quick This ones still alive. The
other one Is dead as n door nail up al
Jim Conley's house. Git ole DO,
james down from Saint Liz. Brlnl
him In here. boys. Where's your light
Easy nowl Eas-eel"
Barnes waited to hear no more. nj,
blood seemed 10 be running ice colo
MS he retrented into the room and be
gan %scrnmbiing for his clothes. Tn,
thing he feared had coine to pass. Dis
nster had ovcrtaken her IN that Wild
/, senseless dash up the mountain rond
lie was curslng half aloud AS h,
DIRE ,sed, cursing the fool who drov,
that machine and who now was per
hnps dying down there IN the taproom
"The other one is dead ms a door nall,
kept running through his head-"th'
other one"
A dozen men were In the taproOm
gathered around two tables that ha,
been drawn together, The mfn abou
, the table, on which was stretched thu
figure OF the wounded man, were un
. doubtedly natives; Farr yrs. woods
r men or employees Of the tavern. At
/ word from Putnam Jones they opened
up and allowed Barnes to advance I,
I the side Of the man.
} "See II you en- understand him. MI
4 Barnes" said the landlord. Perspirn
ton was dripping from his long, raw
D boned face. "And you. Bacoh-you AM
I D"lllingfOrd hustle upstairs and get
4 mattress or'n one of the beds. STAN
nj the door there. pike, aud don't IL
any woman In here. Go away. Mis-
: Thackerayl This Is no place for YOU.