Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1920-04-29

not thoroughly understood.
What this is all about is beyond
me! Only. If this law minnOw has
gone as far as this We've got to
get at the bottom of it You know
that as well as do, billiard. natural
ly. The boys as wild as a hawk.
Heaven knows. how far he'd go out
side. This has got to be cleared up
We've got to pound some sense into
him. We"
Hilliard was smiling vacuOusly; now
that the blow had actually fallen. and
the complaint officially lodged, he felt
deliciously relaxed, content. Before
he could contrive a reply Warning was
strident again.
"Yes." The students voice was thin
with acerbity. Eyes, you think you're
pretty smart-all of you. Don't you?
come in here to do you a kindness
that anybody else. it seems to me
would take as a favor, and you and
Angela jump all over newly doesn't
he deny It? That's what | want to
know! Why doesn't he say some
thing?"
Cullen looked at Hilliard and made
swift deduction. and spoke it.
Hes waiting for the rest of it. Go
on--you're only half through the yarn
you told u.s."
"Oh, very WELL" Waring gathered
courage. you can have all you want
maybe more than you want. You'd
have had it sooner if you hadn't start
ed yelling at me. / know what I'm
talking about; you people don't seem
to realize I'm in the law! | don't 90
off half-cOcked. l wrote to a law firm
in Butte, Montana, that's what / did.
found out what was the biggest firm
there, and ! wrote 'em a letter. They
answered it, too. got my information
right from the ground. I've got a let
ter that says"
Cullen swayed forward, his hand
OutStretched, palm-upward, in direct
challenge of Warnings truthfulness.
"Where is it?'
The boy withdrew a step and STAN
| mered: II left it home"
"Oh, you did" Cullen's laugh was
singing. That's likely!",.
yes, that's exactly what l did /!
Think I'd bring an original letter out
| of my Of1ice-let it out of my hands
until it's time to make it of record?
Not on your life! I've got it all right.
1t says the Silverbow Mining corpora
ton owns some acreage, fast enough,
| but there isn't mine on it"
Cullen vented his abandon Of rage
on the empty air.
"Well, who in the devil ever said
| there was?"
"Why . didn't yOu?" The appeal
was to Hilliard; and it was made in a
! tone of establishment which would
have been 'ludicrous if there hadn't
been tragedy behind it.
| . No" Hilliard shook his head.
You can't accuse me Of that, at least.
The only mine we ever mentioned
was one in prospect. l always said it
was a prospect, with an old shaft on
it it, didn't 1? And so it is! But an
old shaft isn't producing mine, nee
essariy. %And-please let him finish.
Mr.. Cullen ~
well :. % The boy had twin disks
Of hectic flame in his cheeks. That's
only detail, anyway . they said
it was. undeveloped they
said the shaft had been abandoned
more than two years ago, because it
wasn't worth much of anything"
Cullen's hands were closing and I'M
closing alphabetically.
For Heavens sake, who ever said
it wasn't! two years ago We all
know that! Give us some news
young man, give us some news"
Waring was breathing hard, and his
interest had switched to Angela, who
stood adamant. Indeed, he was sud,
denly transformed to the status of a
suppliant rather than that of a prose.
cutting witness. :.
."Well they said it was offered
two years ago to anybody
who'd take it . for ten thousand
dollars and nobody'd take it as q
gift :"
"Oh, good Lord" Cullen was near
to bursting. Doesn't the fool know
what a prospect is? Hasn't he seer
the reports? And still he"
"And and the land next to II
was d. had a mine on it, the XLNC
NINE that's in pretty fair shape, bu
that didn't signify anything. E. :" He
paused for moment. 'And there
hasn't been any work done on it, tC
speak of, for two years. J.. And thu
corporation report l got shows that {
fellow named Martin Harmon's the
president of it, and Harmon's a eheaI
Wall street man in New York. The
Butte people don't consider him re
liable. And I've written to him foul
times-and he won't answer"
"Ah!" said billiard, startled.
"Well?" Cullen repeated his chal
lenge.
That's ALL" He gazed beseechingl,
at Angela, who shifted and turned he
head away.
"All ~ Cullen breathed stertorous