Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1922-09-08
Copyright By LATHE, Brown a Co.

the wishes Of the person who hired
me for this work. well, l brought
the evidence. Here, take glimpse
and then throw II away, tear II up
swallow Il, or do anything you want
to with II, just so nobody else sees It,
Ready? Look"
He drew forth a small visiting card.
Fairchild glanced. Then he looked
and then he sat up straight In bed.
For before him were the engraved
words:
"Afiss Anita Natalie Richmond"
While across the card was hastily
written, in a hand dlstinctlvely feml-
nine:
mir. Fairchild: This Is my good
friend. He will help you. There is
no fee attached. Please destroy.
"Anita Richmond"
"Bu--but l don't understand"
"You know Miss--er-the writer OF
this card. don't your
"But why should she--T
Mr.. Farrell grinned broadly.
II zee you don't know Miss--the
writer of this card at all. That's her
nature. Besides--well, all she's got
to do with me is crook her finger and
I'll jump through. Tm-none Of your
business. But, anyway. here l am"
FaIrchild could not restrain laugh.
There was something about the man.
about his nervous, yet boyish way of
speaking, about his enthusiasm, that
wiped out suspicion and invited con-
fidence. The owner OF the Blue Pop
by mine leaned forward.
"But you didn't finish your sentence
about--the writer of that card"
"You mean--oh--well, there's moth
ing 10 that. I'm In love with her. Been
In love with her since I've been knee
high to duck. SO re you. Sos every
other human being that thinks he's
q regular man. Sos Maurice Rodaine
Don't know about the rest Of you
hut / haven't got chance. Don't let
II bother you. The problem right now
is to get your partner out OF Jail. How
much money have you got?"
"Only little more than two thous-
and"
"Not enough. There'll be bonds on
four charges. At the least, they'll be
around thousand dollars apiece.
Probabilities are that they'll run
around ten thousand for the bunch.
How about the Blue Poppyw
~ don't know what It's worth"
"Neither do I. Neither does the
Judge. Neither does any one else
Therefore, it's worth at least ten thous-
and dollars. That'll do the trick. I'd
suggest now that you get up. seize your
deeds and accompany me to the palace
of justice. Otherwise, that partner
of yours will have to eat dinner In
place called In undignified language
the hoosegow!"
Soon Falrchild was dressed and
walked hurriedly up the street with
the voluble attorney, A half-hour
more and they were before the court.
Fairchild, the lawyer and the jall-worn
Harry. his mustache futtering In more
directions than ever.
mot guilty, Your Honor" said Ran
dolph p. Farrell. MAY ask the ex-
tent OF the bond?"
The Judge adjusted his glasses and
studied the information which the dis
trict attorney had laid before him.
ain view OF the number of charges
and the seriousness Of each, must fix
an aggregate bond of five thousand
dollars. or twelve hundred fifty dollars
for each case"
'"rhank you; we had come prepared
for moreh Mr.. Fairchild, who Is Mr..
Harkins' partner, is here to appear as
hondsman. The deeds are In his name
alone. the partnership existing, as
understand It, upon their word Of hon
or between them. refer. Your Honor,
TO the deeds OF the Blue Poppy mine.
Would Your Honor care to examipe
them"
His Honor would. His Honor aid.
For long moment he studleI chem,
and Fairchlld, in looking about the
courtroom, saw the balm IN CONVERSE
ton with tall, thin man, with squlnt
eyes uni summarized forehead. A
moment later the judge looked over
his glasses.
"Baillff"
Eyes, Your Honor"
"Have you any information regard
ing the value of the Blue Poppy mln-
Ing claims1"
Sir I have inst been talking 10
MIR. iOdane. lie says they're well
worth the value of the bond"
"How about that, Rodame?" The
judge peered. down the courtroom.
"TheylI do" was his answer, and
the judge passed The papers 10 the
clerk of the court.
"Bond accepted. I'll set this trial
for November H."
"Very well. Your Honor" Then he
turned with wide grin TO his clients.
| THAT'S all until November"
out they filed through the narrow
aisle of the courtroom. FAlrchild's
knee brushing the 'rouser leg OF
squirt Rodalne as they passed. Al
the door, the attorney turned toward
them, then put forth a hand
| "DrOp i'm any daV this week and