The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-06-03

"There wasn't anything at the
Winnipeg auction worth buying.
Lew argued that we ought to go on
to Edmonton-there would be an
auction there in about ten days. ]
wrote home what had happened,
| about the auction I mean. Then
we went to Edmonton. Lewis mon
ey was gone. I began to cut into
| the cash I'd brought along; then
one afternoon Lew pretended to
count the money to be sure it was
all there. I wasn't looking He
shouted that a hundred-dollar bill
had flown out an open window"
"Of course you never found il"
She smiled family.
81 found the place later where he
had lost it gambling. Of course,
didn't know that then. l began to
worry about making up our ex.
penses and that hundred dollars.
Lew said he had a friend in Van
couver who wanted to sell out his
stock of furs. I let him argue me
into believing that he knew enough
about the fur business to go and
buy out this stock and make enough
on it to cover all our losses"
She was silent. Hammond waited
moment.
"Well," he asked at last.
'That's ALL" came tonelessly.
"He stole the money and deserted
your" asked the man. His hands
were trembling.
81 worked at anything I could
get in Edmonton until I earned
enough for second-class fare to
Vancouver. The man in the fur
store said he'd never even heard
| of Lew shade. I couldn't find a
| job in Vancouver; finally I got one
for a single trip on the Prince Ru-
pert boat, working in the dining
room"
''You kept on looking for Snade?"
'I'd been to every dance hall in
Vancouver and every gambling
| joint. Someone remembered him
and said he'd gone North. So ]
kept on asking questions after ]
got on the boat. One of the girls
said she knew him-that he'd got
ten her to sneak out after hours and
meet him on deck. When I got to
Prince Rupert, I asked about law
yer and someone suggested Mr..
Barstow. I was afraid to go to the
| police"
eyes. Because of your people,
81 told Mr.. Barstow I'd pay him
a percentage on any money he
could get back for me. But he
said no"
''Barstow's that kind"
81 lived where I could; for awhile
I worked in Al Monson's store. ]
was there for nearly two months,
but Mr.. Barstow couldn't get any
trace of Lew. Then one day, he
called me and said Lew was in
| town-he'd been in Alaska and just
come back. I don't know how he
found out"
"Barstow knows every ship cap
tain and cabin boy in Prince Ru-
pert"
ST guess that was it. He said Lew
had promised to come to his office
the next morning and pay back
every cent. So went there. But
''He didn't show up" Hammond
interjected coldly.
''No, Mr.. Barstow had to tell me
that he'd skipped out. That's when
I first saw you-coming down the
stairs from Mr.. Barstow's office.
'I guess I know the rest. You
haven't talked to him up here?"
The girl glanced at the /. 0. U.
where Hammond had tossed it.
''That's ALL" she said slowly. 81
don't even know how he got here
81 do. He came up with the last
bunch from Fourcross-got in the
same night as Bruce Kenning.
know something more. He's going
to give you back that money"
The girl flashed before him.
Don't go to Sergeant Terry!
Please! You know how news is
the kind that comes out of new
mining camp. 1t goes all over. II
Terry ever took him down to Four
| cross"
Jack Hammond raised his hand
to her shoulder and gently pushed
her away.
''I'm not going to Terry!" he an
nounced.
Almost before he realized it, he
was out of the store and stalking
the crooked streets of the little
town, head forward, queer, ugly
swing to his shoulders, as he
searched the territory of tents and
shacks. Then he turned down to
the lake where Jimmy Moon, grimy
with oil, was working on his air
plane.
"Seen Lew Snade?" he asked.
Without waiting for an answer,
"Where does he usually hang out?
Anywhere around this camp? Does
he work for Around the World An
ME"
"Give guy time" grouched Tim
my. ST just saw him walking up
Loon creek, with Bruce Kenning.'
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