Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1921-11-18

Of them reported by the editor of the
Democrats
~ failed for a hundred thousand
dollars and could have failed for a
million. If Jackson had kept his hands
Off"
Hard times hung like a cloud over
the city. It's population suffered some
diminishment in the next two years, In
spite Of its position on the main high
way Of trade Dream cities, canals
and railroads built without hands be-
came part Of the poetry of American
commerce.
That autumn, men and women who
had come to Mrs. Kinzle's party In
Jewels and in purple and fine linen
had left or turned their hands to hard
labor. The Kelsos suffered real dis
tress, the schools being closed and the
head of the house having taken to his
bed with illness. BIN went to work
as seamstress, and with the help Of
Mrs. Kinzie and Mrs Hubbard was
able to keep the family from want.
The nursing and the care Of the baby
soon broke the health of Mrs. Kelso,
never a strong woman. BIN came
home from her work one evening and
found her mother i'll.
"Cheer up, my daughter" said Jack.
can old friend of ours has returned
to the city. He is a rich man-an
oasis in the desert Of poverty. He
has loaned me a hundred dollars In
God coin.''
"Who has done thisf" BIN asked.
"Mr. Lionel Davis"
"We must not take his money" said
BIN.
81 had a long talk with him." KelsO
went on. HE has explained that I'M
fortunate incident of the horse. II
was a bit Of offhand folly born. Of an
| anxious moment"
"But the man wants to marry me-"
"He said nothing Of such pur-
pose"
''He will be in no hurry about that"
! said BIN. "He is a shrewd operator.
Every one hates him. They say that
he knew what was coming when he
sold out"
That evening BIN wrote long let
ter to Samson Traylor, telling him
Of the evil days which had come to
them. This letter, now in possession
Of a great grandson Of Samson and
Sarah Traylor, had singular history.
1t reached the man to whom it was
addressed in the summer of 1874. Ii
was found with many others that sum-
mer in Tazewell county under a barn
which It's owner was removing. It
brought to mind the robbery of the
stage from Chicago, south of the syca-
more woods, in the autumn of 81, by
a man who had ridden with the driver
from Chicago and who, it was thought,
had been in collision with him. A
curious feature of the robbery had
been revealed by the discovery Of the
mail sack. It was unopened, its cen
tents undisturbed, its rusty paddock
still in place. The perpetrator of the
crime had not soiled his person with
any visible evidence of guilt and so
was never apprehended.
Then for time BIN entered upon.
great trials. Jack Kelso weakened.
Burning with fever, his mind wan
dered in the pleasant paths he loved
and saw in its fancy the deeds Of
Ajax. and Achilles and the topless tow
ers of 1llium and came not back again
to the vulgar and prosaic details OF
life. The girl knew not what to do.
A funeral was a costly thing. She
had no money. The Kinzies had gone
on q hunting trip In Wisconsin. Mrs.
Hubbard was i'll and the Kelsos al
ready much In her debt. Mr.. Lionel
Davis came.
He was good-looking young man
OF Twenty-Five, those days, rather
stout and of middle stature, with dark
hair and eyes. He was dressed In the
height of fashion. He used to boast
that he had only one vice-diamonds.
But he had ceased to display them on
his shtrt-front or his fingers. He car
ried them In his pockets and showed
them by the glittering handful to his
friends. They had come to him
through trading In land where they
were the accepted symbol of success
and money was none too plentiful.
tie had melted their settings and
turned them into coin. The stones he
kept as kind OF surplus-a half hid
den evidence Of wealth and of superi.
| GRITTY to the temptation of vulgar dis
| play. Mr. Davis was calculating
masterful, keen-minded man. with n
rather heavy jaw. In his presence.
BIN was afraid Of her soul that night
He was gentle and sympathetic. He
offered to lend he~ any amount she
needed. She made no answer, but sat
trying to think what she would best
do. The Traylors had paid no atten-
ton to her letter, although month
had passed since it was written.
In a moment she rose and gave him
her hand.
ut is very kind of you," said she.
IF you can spare me five hundred
dollars for an indefinite time I win