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II feel like ! vans" the hester de-
clarcd, with grin. "Say! Mister
Gray sold the Evans lease an, we
got more moRey than ever"
"Then mebbe you can afford new
suit" Allie told him. lyon look like
sin"
Her father nodded. but his mind
was full of the incidents of that
afternoon and he began at ofEe to
recount them. He told the story bad
ly, but in language that the wo-
men understood. He had not gone
far, however. when the girl inter
| rupted him to eXclaim:
Wait. Why, Pa! You mean to
say Mister Gray amt got no
money!"
! HE had less n n hundred dollars.
An him Twin here like Il king with
everybody bowin' an scrappin!"
| Ignoring the effect upon Allie of
this intelligence. he continued his
recital. "All l done was set around
while him an them bank people
talked it over" he said finally.
"Thcn they got their lawyer in an
h" examined the title papers. Seemed
! like he'd never git through. but he
did, an they signed some things and
we come out, an Mister Gray told
| me I'd made forty-eight thousand
dollars"
Goodness mel" Ma Briskow's eyes
| widened. why, that Evans place
amt with the taxes"
"lt'S morc'n likely with a million
But think! Him tcllin' me I'd mado
forty-eight thousand dollars! 1t give
me jolt, an ! says l didn't make
it. I told him I'd fell down an
turned the hull thing over to him.
TITS you that's made forty-eight
thousand ! says
"What?" Allie inquired, sharply.
Then when her father had repeated
himself, she asked with even greater
intensity: "What'd he say to that?
He didn't take it, did he?"
HE laughed kinda queer, an says
all got to do to give him a good
nights rest is to wire Henry Nelson
the deals closed. An him with less
n hundred dollars!"
Allie spoke again in great relief.
3 Lord! You give me Il turn" Her
, expression altered, her lips parted
in slow smile $50! he's pore, eh?
| Pore as we was. Well, ! declared"
She rose and turned her back upon
her father.
"No. he amt pore" Briskow said.
| irritably. "Not now he amt. | says
| it's his deal an his. money, an we
| got plenty. An stuck to it,"
Allie wheeled suddenly at this an
I nouncement. She uttered croy of
protest; then, What are you talkin'
| about?' she roughly demanded
| I'VE had some argument an got
kinda r'iled. Finally he says if l
! feel that way we'll go pardners. He
wouldn't listen to nothin' else, an
! that's how it stands. He made
! twenty-four thousand an l."
you You fool"
Gus Briskow looked up with
| start to find his daughter standing
over him, her face ablaze, her deep
| bosom heaving. He stared at her in
frank amazement, doubling his
| senses. Never had Allegheny used
toward him word, tone like this,
never had he seen her look as she
did at this moment.
1 "Allie-Allie! the mother gasped.
! She, too, was aghast. "You-you're
, talkin' to your pa
you give him twenty-four thou
san dollars? Give it to him? Wha'd
you do it for? Wha'd you"
A harsh exclamation burst from
the girl-to the astonished parents
it sounded like an oath, but it could
not have been-then she swung her
self heavily about and rushed Efind-
| ly into the next room, slamming the
stout metal door behind her with a
/ crash that threatened to unhinge it.
swell, l be-darned!" Gus Bris-
kow turned slack, empty face
upon the partner of his joys. I-I
never s'posed that girl would turn
| out-greedy."
CHAPTER TX
An Electric Wiggle Stick
OF all the oil excitements, that
which occurred in North Texas, was
perhaps the most remarkable; ait
any rate, the world has never viii,
; messed such scenes as were enact
ed there.
The strike at Ranger lit the fuse,
the explosion came with the first
gush of inflamable liquid from the
Fowler farm at Burkburnett.
"Burk" was sleepy little town,
doing amid parched wheat fields.
The paint was off it; nothing much
more exciting than crop failure
ever happened there. The main topic
| of conversation was the weather
| and as Mark Twain said, everybody
talked about it, but nothing was
done. Within sixty days this sopor-
ific village became a. roaring bedlam:
every town lot was leased, derriaks
rose out of chicken runs, boilars
painted in front yards, mobs of
strangers surged through the
streets and the air grew shrill with
their chickering's.
Naturally a little country town
like this could not hold the ndw-
, corners, therefore Wichita Falls Be-
came their headquarters. Here
there were at least few hotels and
some sort Of Office quartcrs-sheds
beneath which the shearing could
| take place-and there the herd as
sembled.
Continued in Our Next Issuc)A