White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1924-11-07


They passed into room on the
walls of which were big maps with
squares all over them. Maps Maps
with the red streak running over them
of the roads, or dotted red Of trails.
The Wolfer stood before one, follow
ing up the lines of dotted red. There
was his passion. The dotter red trails!
1t seemed he had forgotten manners
because of map. Blunt had to speak
three times to him, calling him by
name, before he could attract his at
tention to the registering of their
great mineral claim, headwaters Mac
lntyre Creek and Lincoln Creek, on
divide 500 yards from rise of small
fork tributary to MacIntyre, etc., etc
"And now," said the Wolfer, 81 sup
pose the next step is to go and make
report. Sheriff Bow told me to look
around at the courthouse in the fore
noon"
"Us to come, too?"
yep"
Suppose they just arrest us?"
We're only to make report o.
the attempt to hold us up while WI
were in the hills, to show that we arr
reputable citizens. The law listens
and says, Thank you. What viii
your address be, please, in case w
wish to communicate with you? W.
are not supposed to know that Bow
has been out already and investigat
ed"
well, what do you know abou
that!" exclaimed Bunt And he'
get the credit of arresting these tw
gun-men all on his little lonesome"
To the Wolfer that possibilit
seemed trifling. He laughed and lie
the way to the courthouse. That GER
mony, or formality of honorable me
over, they came into the street agai
where Blunt blew breath Of relief.
II don't feel to home in cour
mousse" said he. cts too near relate
to the jail. After all these perambul
lions let's go and eat early lunch. W
had an early breakfast"
Halfway through lunch a page-bc
. marched into the diningroom.
"Dewar!" he called. "Mr. Dewar
who's paging you now, Walt
asked Blunt.
The Wolfer rose, and fitting fo
ward his chair left them. When
returned he looked extremely please
Erred Stand on the telephone"
said. "He says it's good enough"
ut is"
ut is"
yep. Good enough. That's all
said"
"Mr. Dewar! Mr.. Walter Dewar
called the page again.
I II seem to be in demand" said t
| Wolfer, and went out once more.
Returning he sat down and sighe
and very slowly, and very careful
put his napkin over his knees.
ut was Judge Davenport that til
to inform me that little bird h
told him something, and l asked h
what it was that a little bird had tt
him. He then said he was in Stant
office with a friend, name of Prothel
and saw an assay card, and wants
to meet this particular friend. He
phone later and fix it up"
/ "Prothero!" exclaimed Blunt.
| why that accent?" asked
Wolfer.
Blunt held up the morning Argus.
fl why man." he said, hes the xii
bolt Of the Columbia and Greg
River Consolidated Mining and Smt
ing Company. He's in town looki
for good thing"
Il never read the papers," said
, Wolfer.
The judge came forward. "Mr. P
I there, meet MIR. Dewar, Mr. Bradl
and Mr.-er-Fiske."
/ They bowed, and hesitated, and tn
shook hands, while the judge fuss
to and fro, thrusting seats towar
them. Then he spoke.
well, gentlemen" he said, "whe
to begin? Yes, this is where to
gin. You know am interested in O
| state, and intellectually interest
in our little city. tell you this
| way of apology in case it seems L
been butting in. l was in Fred Stant
! office when he was working on yo
| assay He'll be sending you the ca