Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-03-11
The Girl, A Horse and 4 Dog
By LYNDE

By FRANCIS LYNDE.

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puzzIa pIecea together 70 think of AM
lining e[se At tine moment.
Com 70 sum them Up. they Fitted
a~s-o1rasIsiy we'll. Grandfather Jasper
rad always been ~nxccedinsiv ciosn-
r1ou-aci when speaking of his invasr-
E4eH-s- sadcd 10 that. he would be
n. last man IN the world To have con-
issset that ne had been bitten. avcn
indirectly hv 4 "-nid-ortekr' game.
Then 800 tie csursa he had pursued
With the mining engineer talways
granting the truth Of Brown-uaard's
s,oryj WAS Just like him; n. would
nave wanted A. year in which to think
It oveF-or maybe longer. Also. i.
vas ike him TO keep all the Identity
ing marks as carefully hidden as 4
nut meat i'll its shell.
At this point I began to think about
getting action. One word from Bull
ton. or Bulletin. or whatever his name
was, would settle the Identities be-
You'd question, and that word was his
old gentlcman's' name. He hadn't.
mentioned 1t once in telling his yarn
which, might have been by design, or
lust a happen-so. But, by heavens, I'd
make him mention it!
l happened to think of the Mining
exchange. and to wonder il somebody
connected with it might not have a list
or engineers and mining experts. A
nike through the streets brought me
to the exchange and the secretary not
only had such a list but was willing
10 show it to mo. In its proper place +
round the name, "Charles Fullerton"
A. query ahOt at the mar behind the
desk ELECTED the information hat MI.
(,h2rIp0 RllJ10rf0n Uvo IL, C0,%l
lea. At this, I could have SHOUTED for
JOY, because 1t proved c~onclusively
that Charles Fullerton was my man,
and that the tale to which I mad lis
tened wasn't altogether made up out
OF whole cloth, as so many Pullman
smoke-room romances are.
Bulicrton's usual address,. when he
was in Colorado and not in Denver,
was In care OF a certain bank in Grip
pie Creek; or at least, that was the
way it had been before he went to
South America.
A telegraph office was the next
thlng on the program, and when
found n 1t seemed to be about u
hundred-to-one shot that I'd never
touch bottom since I had no hint that
Fullerton had been headed for Cripple
Creek. MY message, prepaid and an
swer prepaid. contained only a single
question: What was the Jam OF
the old gentleman who bought the
watered mine and then died p Ar
answer to that would tell the story.
For two whole days, an interval
which / spent in hilaer-and-y on chas-
lngs OF piehald ponies Inc harlequin
faced dogs about the streets of Den
ver-ard found no bluc-eyed girls at
tached to any Of them-I thought !
had merely shot up into the air witt,
my telegram, and missed the whole
face of the earth. Then. one morn
Ing. the answer came in lust two
words. like this:
Tt Stanford Broughton,
Hotel Savoy,
Denver.
John Smith.
CHARLES FULLERTON
That settled 1t with a vengeance
you'd cay. And yet it didn't. II
merely proved thai Mr.. Charles Butler.
ton had acquired a sudden excess OF
caution. n was probably c,1ssins
himef plentifully for having been toe
loose-tongued with a perfect stranger
In a Pullman smoker. He had an.
swered my wire. With a name tina,
meant just as much CT as little as Il
he'd said Alexander the Great" and
that was precisely the amount of In
formation he had intended to convey
Whether or not Bullerton's memo.
randum agreement with my GRANDPA.
ther would be binding upon me az
Grandfather JasperS heir, was a ques.
Zion for the courts to decide. But one
thing was certain-that is. granting
all the assumption rs: If he should find
the mine and so to work on his un.
watering scheme, he would have 4
grip on things hat might be hand.
somely troublesome to shake loose.
After I had argued it u thus "a,
the next step suggested itself in a
jihy. I must nave a heart-to-haar,
talk with The cautious Mr.. Fullerton
telling him who ] a and perhaps
giving him a chance to Join forces
with me in the search. If it should
prove to be my grandfather's mine
that he was looking for Grabbing TIM
impulse by the neck, so to speak, /
took the first train for Cripple Creek,
The next morning when ! mada In
quiry. I found that Fullerton had left
town, though where he had gone the
bank folks couldn't say.
Il had gone into the chase more than
half for the sheer fun OF 1t; pretty
much as tho dog runs after the sick
you've flung into the bushes. ard
(which he hasn't much hope OF finding.
But now it was appealing 10 me III
more OF q mans job There was s.
ieGaey;fand however II luelessit MIGHT
be IN rs pfesent condition. IT, had
once been worth nearly half 4 NH
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