The Lamar register., 1920-09-15
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ers, rs n by common Impulse, turned
their attention from the pearl TO the
man that found 1t. He had become an
object of wonder and curions admira-
tion. No other achievement In the
world could possibly have so distin-
zuished him in their eyes. Suddenly
one of their number snatched OF his
battered hat and yelled:
"Hooray fer III Pearlhunter
The bluffs caught up the cheer that
followed and nung it back in muiti-
piled echoes. clear and far up and
down the night-bound shore. The
Boss, still hungry for the feel Of the
Jewel, reached forth a grimy finger
and meditatively stirred the pearl
where II lay In the finders palm.
This ones rounder than them
other two. An it's got SINNER
sheen. Course l cayn't say pintedly,
but I putt II at not less'n five thou
san"
The Penrlhunter was restless.
There WIS a frail woman back in the
cabin al Fallen Rock to whom the nnd-
ing Of the pearl would mean more
than TO anybody else in the world II
would mesn-the mans heart warmed
with rhe thought. as his mind revert
ed to the story OF the afternoon
back to the house on a hill that over
looked the river-and good-by TO the
cough forever.
But II was some time before the
first fiush of excitement died down. 1t
Is not one camp IN thousand that
ever sees Blue Moon. The value OF
II was still under discussion when the
Boss happened TO remember the fsh
still lying In the boat.
''Th' fish, he exclaimed. 18th
nies'Il be ut EN-"
And ! must be getting home" The
Pearlhunrer was quick TO seize the
chance.
Followed by the others. the Boss
went down 10 the boat-not. however.
until the Pearlhunter had torn a cor.
ner our Of the cloth spread down by
the rre, wrapped the pearl up in II.
and put II carefully away In his
pocket.
Insisting on relieving the Boss from
rowing on the way. hack he took his
place at the oars and waited for the
boat 10 he pushed IN into the stream.
But the Boss, with his hand upon the
bow, stood hssitstngiy before giving
the final shove
shorty" he called TO the man who
had danced the hornpipe. and who
was now gone back TO the are. bring
me my Of shotgun an coat reckon
ri camp at Fallen Rock t'nighi."
The Pesrlhunter protested against
Boss had his way.
That pearls intirely too valuable
to take chances on" he mutt-red. lay.
ing his cost In the bow. with the shot.
gun across H. giving the final shove TO
the host and lesping IN. II reckon
III ji.t stick around TIL y'u git II IN
tn bank t'morrow. That hell-hound,
IN Red Mask. stuck UP tn Milford
stage down III river last week. Your
Blue Moon would he nuts Z him; an
We did make right smsrt fuss when
y'u found It,"
He shifted the six-shoofer 10 his
pockef from between the edge OF the
seat and his hip. picked up the shot
gun ana examined rhe csps on the
tubes.
you en- all talk about these new.
tangled six-guns that wan T.. but they
cayn'i nothin' come up with a good oil
scatter-lock when things git tight"
The young man at the oars made no
reply 10 these remarks. He was think.
ing OF that bit of flaming cloth behind
the chink at the cabin. For a moment
the impulse came on him TO tell the
Boss, but he decided 10 keep his own
counsel
The moon had poked her round face
up over the hills ny the time they
landed at Fallen Rock. The Pearl
hunter picked up the big bass and led
the way to the cabin up under the
clin.
(Conbinred next week,