Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1935-11-02


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Copyright: 1905. ~ KEEANon HkLEOWAzI4s
m TWO PARTS PART TwOD
Azrs. Duncon TOOK but single glance
at the meiico's frowuing face before
hurrying uproaringly 10 his reassur-
ance Her laughter was positively con-
tagious Even Duncun himself joined
in It at last.
20 don't worry, doctor" she said.
~Duneon is so shy that he's never even
locked &C any other woman IN the
world except mel Have you, honey"
she flung back across her shoulder to-
wards the quiet bed
So pretty she looked In her laughter
and her assurance, so handsomely pos
tive as It were, that no mere man
could really have been expected 70 re-
fuse her 8 confederation Of the state
ment
But Duncon quietly shrugged his
shoulders.
The card game proceeded 10 its fin
ish.
The little group broke up.
Remembering suddenly new travel
AAtaAtt4LLEAG llias was Al kAAA9 0RN@ %@f@N~
pocket the doctor went out TO get Il
and brought It back to the sick bed,
pointing out some special article IN
it concerning Africa.
With the turning of its first page a
vague emotion of some sort flickered
across DUNGEONS forehead, family
enigmatic grin struck across his lips
once when I was in Africa" he be-
gan.
Even the doctor laughed.
why, Duncon." cried his wife. you
never were in Africa"
wasn't ~" said Duncon. The ques-
ton for that instant seemed only be-
wildered one. The bewilderment van
ished. 20, wasn't II" he rallied with
an entirely different connotation.
I saw Mrs. Duncon cali the doctor
aside.
do YOU think his mind is wander
ing?" she enunciated, wordlessly.
The doctor shook his head.
AS for me saw only the changing
color In DUNGEONS face. The gray, the
lavender. the all gone color which has
never yet been named. 1t didn't look
good to me. was it possible?" I ques-
tinoed. that there was something
wrong with poor Duncon besides his
broken back? His heart, perhaps9 or
had his lungs been hurt in the acct-
dent?"
Already Duncon's wife and the doctor
had trailed from the room. All the
way to the front door I heard their
family discursive voices
Seized with the same indefinable i'm
pulse my husband and remained.
A trifle languidly Duncon picked up
the magazine again.
whats the trouble with me and
African" he queried. The query sound
ed family irritable. Most specially OF
all, he reiterated, whats the trouble
with me2"
ssThe only trouble with you" grim
ned nv husband, ITS that you don't
make enough fuss when you tel q story,
wave yollr arms, / mean, or do some
thing to attract and hold the attention
of your audience That's the thing that
gives the real emphasis and authority
to a storyl Tricksi"
The idea seemed to interest Duncon
very much
"Do YOU mean" he said, that If
waved my arms people would believe
me?"
IT dol" said my husband.
20, very well, then" said Duncon-
Listen to this-I'm going TO die" WaV-
ed his arms, and did
But. except for the shock Of It mol
fair minded person could have deplored
his passing. For, after all, the acreage
enclosed within his wife's white picket
fence was a distinctly restricted one.
The gate was irrevocably latched. Death
was the only adventure left for him.
Even though missing him we could not
his escape.
yet. II death Is quick and bizarre
sometimes, so also Is life. Within
week we were notified that by the terms
of DUNGEONS will we had been bequeatn-
ed the title TO fabulous sounding sil-
yer mine in Arizona and the account
book.
we smiled when we thought about
the silver mine. We'd had some silver
mine experience before. But the account
book seemed quite different matter.
Incredible as the silver mine SOUNDED
1t didn't perplex us half as much as the
recipiency Of the account book perplex-
ed u.s.
about the account book.
why in the world" she questioned,
should Duncon have thought you'd be
interested in his old accounts?'
why, indeed?" he acquieSced.
Just figuresl" she deprecated.
Just figIIresl" we agreed.
Mrs. Duncon tried to smile, but
couldn't.
Have you looked at them yourself?"
we thought suddenly TO ask her.
20, no." said MRS. Duncon. i haven't
had time, and besides, the book Is
IN It and locked it he must have lost