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VOL. XVIII.
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Our Story Corner
A WYOMING WEDDING.
Uy IT, R. Hasten In the Argonaut.
Jim Mason dismounted at Barton’s ranch,
turned hla pony into the corral, and strode
heavily into the bunk-room. Ops of the ridore
of'Burton’a outfit sahl, “Howl" and Jim gavo
him the same tone greeting.
"What’s new over Crazy creek way?” shouted
long Fete.
“Nothin’ much. Is the old man here? Mat
wants him to send over a couple o' you bucks,
to help him swim them northern cattle ’cross
the river. We're short handed.’’
“Better seo him after supper. Got his two
gal daughters out here now, and they’re fcedln'
in tbonew shanty. Them two dudo cow punch-
m eats with 'em, an’ they take a sight o^
time.”
“I donlt hold with women and dales on a
cow ranch much,” said .Tim.
“Who .local” ejaculated Hairy Mike. “I’m
goln’ to quit Burton, Tbo darned dudes mako
mo sick. With college chips cornin’ out here
and swellln’ roan', It ain’t no place for a common
waddy. I run cows in this country when the
Injuns was runnin’ us an’ I got no uso for fan
cy business. One o’ the dudes he stacked up
’long side o’ mo on circlo t'other day, an' ho
says, ‘Flue mornin’, Mike?’ I says, 'Yes, It ain't;
an’ you’d better not monkey ’roan’ mewithyer
-cheap talk. Fm a six abooter man from way
back, I am; I eat snakes, an’ I’m a wolf—yon
hear me howl?’ That's how I throwed It Into
smaity.”
“Tho dames Is pretty slick dames,’’ said Pete;
“ole Burton reckons to marry the plogtooth
-du.lo to one uv om. Seems his old man owns
» railroad east somewhere.’’
“Maybe so. Plogtooth ’nil fool him up a
trip,” giowled Mike, “ilo's a no ’eount sort.
Beckon bis people sent him out hero to koop
whisky out uv him. Dom him; keepin’ some
good man out nv a Job.”
“Kiu Re ride?” iifr^ Jim,
“Bldo within’. Burton give him a string o'
nmti irsetitles linrsM tsfift'in tnliHstp ftihlnn ”
plumb gentle horses. HeteTn soldier fashion.
“Well,” raid Pete, "tho domes think he's
nice 'n a whlto face ycarlin’. He's sura gittin’
in his fine work with the pretty one, Helen,
or whatever she calls herself. There's slush a
hollerin'. Well, we kin resale grub if wo don't
cat with thedndee.”
Alter supper Jim went over to the gaudily
painted bouse and discharged hie mission,
“Did you see the gala?" asked Mike when ho
returned to the rider's cabin.
“Clot a kin o' squint at ’em. Which ono is It
has the sort o’ open mouth, short lipped like?
She's as slick lookin’ as soy o’ thorn actresses't
come to Cheyenne.”
“Helen, that Is. She’s the one the jay Is af
ter. What Is It ho answers to? Scranton, ain't
It, Shosty?"
A man mtlier over six feet in height looks up
ftom the rawhide repo ho la bmldlng, and rolls
a cigarette bofitra he replies.
“Sounds somethin'like that, doin' back in
the mornin’, Jim?”
“Bather. We gather a raft o’ cattle ever
there; rede all our home poor. laln'thadmy
boots off three nlghte a week. Found ay ear
tonight, though, pretty solid.’
“You may’s well crawl into
's nnst,”
said Shorty. “I got a pretty fot bod, I havo.
That fellow tho freighters bang give me three
pair o’ daisy blankets. Outside’s best, 1
reckon.”
“Yon bet you. I don’t honker afer slcepin'
indoois, not without it snows. That's why the
-city ebsps look so rocky, don’t lot tbo wind
blow through their whiskers nights.”
“Wonder who'll git to go over to the river
with you.’’ said Mike, “damped down by the
bend?
“Yee.”
“Is the company giving pretty good chuck
this year?” ■
•'Way up, Mac makes ’em. There ain’t any
dried on tliowag’n, bat ole tireaeer Smith
is cookin' fer us, and his bread is tha best roused
up bakin’ out. I hear them Horseshoe Y 3
nun is gettin’ condensed milk. Now, I call that
dvilixir.’ too much. Man can't drink straight
coffee ought to quit ringin' to the cows.”
Win n themen wore all in bed, and Shorty had
thrown a boot at tho candle stuck on the door
rill, Hairy Mike's rapacious snore gave the rig-
nal for silence and rest.
At daylight next morning JimMason and
tsto of the Burton riders started for tho camp
on the N. n b Platte river. A few miles on tho
way, Jim discovered that he bad loft his c iert
at Burton's, and told the other men he would
lope beck for It, and overtake them on tbo di-
Vide. Beac hing the ranch, be Matched the bunk
xonnd for the cuert,and then weot down to the
barn to tee It it lay where he had left his sad-
die over night.
Crossing the corral toward tho ham door he
was ine-ud by the sound of a worn in's voice
in the knilding. Jim was not a carpet knight,
and would have left his cnert more willingly
then face one of Barton’s daughters. As ho
stood hesitating, he heard a little cry of pain,
and then a man's voice said,sharply: “Don't
be n fool, Nelly." It was not old Barton who
spoke; Jim was certain of that; it must be one
of the dudes, and be listened. If any ooe was
Ulkirg roughly to one of thoss girls—
“But yon prom'sed, Arthur; you promised!”
“Piedeely. And I probably told you that you
Were »a angel. Men will uso figuree of speech
uudercertsin circumstances. Be sensible, NoI*y.
1 believe this is all nonsense; but If you want
to makes run for it, I’ll pay your fore east, aud
see that you're comfortable. But as for marry
ing you. I can’t do it; not yet, at any rate. If
you son fit to make a scandal, you'll bo biting
K ur note off to splto your foce, that's all. I'd
in a mess, certainly; but where would you
bt?”
“And if I went east?”
“If you let nm manage it my own way, you'll
be Mrs. Scranton a year from now, and nobody’ll
know the difference. What is the use of all
this cry ine?”
“O, Arthur, I am so wretched”—
Jim Mason left tho corral and spurred after
tho men. He could not face tho poor girl, and
be dreaded making more trouble for her. But
all the way to tbo month of Cresy creek ho was
wondering what bo could do.
“Say, Mao," said JimMason to the Half Circle
Cross foreman that night, “I got to go to town.
Wouldn’t leave when you're so rushed, on'y
can't help it. I kin come oat In a conplo o’
day.”
Mac poked his pipe thoughtfully. “Well, be
aslquick as you kin. If the river don't go do wn,
it's goln’ to be a job swimming cows. Take one
o’ them extry horses; yonr string is kind o'
worked down. If yon see any men, I want
two’r three; no tenderfoot.”
Next night Jim was In Cheyenne. He went
to <bc house of tho Cresy Creek Cattio Com
pony's general manager and said: “Mr. dray,
1 want (o git a hundred dollars right off.”
'Why, Jim, this Is a new trick for you, com
ing to town in tho rniddlo of work ana wanting
to play faro.”
“I bad to come io, Mr, dray, and it ain’t foro
I want It for."
“I haven't gat that much, bnt I’ll sea if my
wife lias. Ckn’t you writ till the oflloe it open
in the morning?"
“I'd tuther not; but I kin borrow it round
town if yon ain't got It.”
Mr. dray got tho money, and told Jim torign
for It at tho company'! office next day.
“All tielit.—nn 1 rnu Irnnwl ulrnd wm
‘All ri*ht—an' you know I asked you to look
After my back wages Cor me; tliero'a about six
imu i".v urtuu wiij;u,i ior mu, imiros »<>
hur-dred. I’d liko that iu the morntn’.^H
“Well, go alow with it Jim. Mac is talking
of going back east after this season, wo shall
want you to take his place.”
M 1 reckon I know the brands as well as most
of ’em. lint Mao is a lateral born cowman.
That rheumatiz is a pesky thing, ain’t it? A
I man can't last no longer than a snow ball in
hell, ildin’ with that In him.”
“Cattle looking woll?*’
“Fairish. Rango is gottin’ pretty crowded.
Well; so long.”
“Goodnight, Jim.”
From there he went down to West Moyer’s.
The proprietor of tbo diamond palace saloon
was watching a monto game, but assented to
Jim's proposition to “have a bottlo o’ wino.”
Over tho champagne Jim said, VLook here,
Wes, I want a couple o’ mon to go out to Mao.
Is there any good hands here?”
“Yes; thero’s Tor, he’s broko already; and
Heifer Jack, we’ll about get his wages cleaned
up tonight. He’s playin’ $5 chips.”
“All rigiH How I want you to put mo on a
little racket,' Wes, on thh quiet. I want to ran
up agin’ a busted preacher; a proachor that
Whtili fttlifl* tirMiw l,<1.1 K:ivvu?”
warns stuff pretty bad. Savvy?”
“I don’t worry with that brand mneh. Bat
most o' them backs is pretty well fixed, Jim.
Thor's that Noyes chap, though, him as tho
\(»tViruU«l. finwl nut ri' lVmvni” tin’anntnlWnr's
Metfiodist fired out o' Donvor; he's up to Dyer's
hotel, an’ If bo’s busted he’s sobor. Bound him
“fee yon sgin’ fore yon
‘ I reckon.”
Tho Ifov. Mr. Noyes proved to bo reasonably
sober, and accepted tbo stranger's Invitation to
drink with alacrity,
“Yon’r a preacher, ain’t yon?” ssld Jim.
“I have that honor. I am glad I look like It.
Malicious men have hinted that my prasonee
was not too clerical. Mine, sir, has been a
checkered career—monk, spiritualist, trigger
minstrel sud ctblno surgeon—”
“Not Interruptin'—do yon want a couple of
twenties?” asked Jim, displaying the coins In
question with Ingenious sagacity.
Tl.„ T', .. IV. V
and Mike went to sleep again, while Jim nn-
•trapped and rolled ont a bed.
In the morning he waited about the Corral
until he saw Scranton, and then saidt “Say,
Plogtooth, was it you was wanting ter buy
that black horse o'French Charley's; the ono
ns he broke ter lop fences?”
“Yee.”
“Well, ef you’re kind o’ slick about it you
kin git him for fifty, French owes me aouie
dust,an' I get to git It. He's over tor Moun-
tain Irion with the hone now; if youkln.osmo
right over an’ I’ll git him to dicker. On'y ho
don’t want none o’this Barton gang to know
nothin’ ’bout It till tbo horso is sold. Ho owes
the olo man some stuff, I b'Ueve.”
Scranton’s eyes glisten; tho blto’r horse was
worth a hundred, and be hastily stddledapony.
They rede over to the Mountain Irion togeth ;r,
Jim's bone beginning to need the spar toward
tho end of tho journey. Entering tho oorrel,
thry dismounted, and as Scranton wn,about to
pull the knot out of hla lardigo Jim Mason
tossed the loop of his riata over the “dude's’’
shoulders, drawing it up so that Scranton's
arms were pinioned at his side!.
“Quit yonr fooling!” said Scranton surlily,
"It’s your foolin’ I calkUate to stop, Plug
tooth,” replied Jim, as he drew Scranton*! pis
tol from its scsbbard, and stock It it in his own
belt. Then he wound the rawhide rope round
his hand, close up to the houdoo, and led his
captive into the log house.
• lSnt mmn rmnn'nr fnr t
dot some comp'ny for ye, preaeher.”
“DcUghtcd!” said tho Bev. Mr. Noyes. “As
the ‘locum tenens’ of tho diocesan of Mono-
tain Lion, I welcome you to its cloisters, my
young friend.”
“Are you one of the gang?” snarled Scran-
ton. “So you’ve turned road agent, Jim Ms-
ton. Tsko tho fifty and let mo go; you're now
at tho bnrineta.”
Jim plucked open the stove door with hit
spurred heel, and thoughfUlly spat In the fire.
“Viultnt language, my eon!" exclaimed
t anicUK asvuguagc. tujr wu. vanusjutvu
Noyes. “If you are sincerely curious as to the
purpose of my presenoehere, I don’t mind tell
ing you that I am here to solemnise a funeral,
and that you are about the rise of tho ebrpee
required.”
Jim looked up sharply, whistled a line of
‘■Never take tho homeehoo from tho door,”
opened the stovo door with tho othorheol,
kicked tho door in place again and said:
''Es to the fifty, I’ll take It when I want It,
Plugtcoth. Ez to my havin’ turned roa
I ain’t so turo what I hov turned.”
“Are yon both cresy?”
“O, no, Plngtootb; we ain’t been eatln’ no
loco. Look bore, yon’re goln’ to bo loft olono
hero with this gen’l’mon, an’ yon’re going to bo
Utd up, which lio ain’t. Now, Flngtooth, I got
u notion he’s tho sort o’ ornery chap thet. l f yon
taa him will knock tho staffin' ont o’ you; oz
long ez yer tied up. An’ If I was you I'd bo
kinder perlito, I would,"
Scranton sworo savagely, find tho Rot. Mr.
utnugu onva Bn t aj,u> 11 min iruu >11.
Noyes expressed his reprobation of the “ftao-
tice of profanity. •
" “No uso worryin’ him, preacher,” said Jim.
'Now I’m going to tio him down on thet bench,
an’ then I’ve got to quityon ono while. litre's
a* trho wlj '
hit pop,r
ef yon can help Ik And kin folk to him abont
anythin’not too ixdtin’. Savvy?”
“Parflrallv.
Tho Ifov. Mr. Noyes deposited his tumbler
on tho bar end answered, “I should smile!”
“Kin I dicker with you, straight?”
“do ahead,”
“First off, preacher, ray name Is Jim Mason,
Half Circle Cross outfit. I don't make no six
•hooter plays, and I don't set np to be no bad
man ftom the Meters! country, but this Is money
I’m going to talk to you, an’ If yon ring In any
fUnny business you’ll cough through your
ribs.”
“Go ahead.'
“Will you stop budgin' fer to or three days,
•rd take a trip out to Fort languaway with
me? It’s $10 a day and $10 extry for tbo wear
o' your tools, Bible and sich.”
“Go ahead.”
“Myristoran’ her feller wants to git married.
You're to meot ’em at an empty ranch an' blteh
’em.”
Shake.”
preachers, I reckon ono of ’em
playin’monte or somethin’, an’I might have
to bold him down like while you do the mar-
ryin’, so be can’t crawl yer hump.”
“I think we understand tack other, Mr. Ma
son.”
“AH right. I’m goln' to sleep with you to
night, bo's to know yon ain't a drink In', an’ wo
want to start about half-past nine; I got to do
little somethin’ here fink”
“Don't you want to buy a wedding ring?”
“.Yes, I reckon I do."
‘ Bell you the ticket for, ono cheap. Uncle
Jake's got ikdownby the railroad.”
“Fis that in the mornin’. Como to bed now.
ain't stop' In sheets for a tarnation time. I’ll
git yon a ttiddy bone to ride ouk preacher.’’
When tbo Btv. Mr. Noyes dismounted at
Mountain Lion ranch next day he wee weary
and braised bnt cheerful. “Quiet sort of place,
this!” be remarked. “You mightn’t think It,
Mr. Mason, bat I was once a hermik I let up
a cell abont three miles out of San Francisco,
and people used to drive out there with offer
ings. In the flesh times, that was, and I’va
had » four boxes of cigars brought to me In
one day.”
“You wouldn't drive mueb nv a trade here.”
aid Jim grimly. “Yon see this cabin’s on'y
need when (be outfit gets ’round here on the
calf gather, and want tbe corrals to brand In.
Used to keep a ranchman here to hloderfolten
from burrin’tbe corrals for firin’, but It's «o
r o’ the way they don't do It now. I got the
hotel to put op ten lunches in this sack; one
nv 'em is fur thegal, bnt you kin tackle tbo
balance. I'll git a fire In the stove for you, an’
then I got to light not again. Yon Jos' ett an'
pi nnd yer ear till f stir yon up agio tomor'.
Er any body comet along tell ’em yon got small
p 'X an’ run ’c m off. Beckon yon won’t be both
ered. Give me that flask out o’ your coot fust;
d’ytr think I wasn't onto It? Well, there ain’t
enough to get tight on, f goal* So long,
preacher.”
At midoight Jim reached Barton’s rtneh,
turned bit tired and hungry pony Into thspse-
tore, and picked hit weyinto tbo bunk room
through too group of bods about tbo door.
Hairy Mike, who was sleeping by tbo stove,
relied over and sainted him with: "You back
again? Stampede over thaw?”
"Stampede nothin’. Where's them wattles’
beds that wont over with me?"
"In the Wtott uhett tiwa briOlci it Jauguv;
'Perfccily.
"An’ water him of ho gate dry.”
When So an ton bad been carefully secured
Jim called Noyes to one ride and said:
“Yon don't want to try and square yourself
with tho dudo, proachor. Nover change sides
in a matter you'vo squarely sot out to do In tho
ub«mo of ynnr friend.”
“Have no fear I And you’ll bo book?”
"To mar’, I reckon, Don't say nothin’'bout
her to him. Jest kinder amuso him -liko—lies
an’ slcb. So long, preacher,”
Jim saddled tha hired horse and rode ovor to
within two or three miles of Burton's, and then
took the bridle off, hitched the maoartoon hla
wrist, and wrapping himself in his oilskin
“•Ucker,’’ slept soundly through the night,
while the horse crcpped tbe grass within tho
•cope of his tether. In the morning, an hour
after SUL rise, he redo down to tho ranch. Tho
men were all out on tho tango, and after got'
"Not 'ac'ly ill, bnt bo's got a follow from
town over there. I reckon no wants you to—
woll, I ain't anro, but oeems to mo bo's a
preacher! Anywise he wants you to como and
not to ray nothin'. Will I catch np with that
little bluo o' youm and clap yonr hull on him?"
“Thank yon, yea. Ob, it’s a long way over.
Can I get hack—"
“Oh, that’ll bo all right.’ 1
ting a cap of coffee from tbo cook. Jim awaited
devclopmements. By and by Helen Burton
went down to tbo corral, and bo followed her.
She said good morning, absently onongh, and
Jim’s heart Ailed him a little. But ho pulled
himself together.
“Min Helen, yon know that Scranton?”
"Yea—ybt.”
"Well, he’s over ter Mountain Irion, nn’ ho
wants ter know ef yer wotridn’ like to ride
over there with me?”
“Is be 111? In-”
“Will yon jnst hold on bare a mtnit? said
Jim, and entered tho bouse, whore ho released
Scranton.
“Now, Plogtooth, there’s a dame comln In
here, in’ tba preacher la coin’ to marry you.
An’ I'm goln to look on through the winder.
Ef yer make a kick, or don't behave pretty to
thet dime yon'll get them oars o’ yonrn reamed
cut with a forty-five. Savvy? I moan It, too,
yon little scoundrel, del yonr filin'* ready,
pieachtr, and tio ’em solid and quick”
When Jim brought Helen Into tho cabin she
nn towards Scranton and was about to speak
to h'm when tho Bev. Mr. Noyso interposed.
tbs moment we
place of worship. More is the ring, Mr. Scran
ton.”
In flva minutes tbo ceremony wu finished.
The finalinloctfona which Mr. Noyso so unc
tuously delivered see mad to exasperate Scran
ton beyond all patience, and turning to hla
bride bemld:
“I hope you're Mtiafied. If I don't—’’Jim
Mason's hand dropped on bis •boulder.
"Excuse mo, Mis’ Scranton, bnt I scant to
•peak to this gen’l’man outside. Preacher, you
an' tbo lady wait bore.”
Ha led Scranton to the lido of tho creek,
where n few box-cldars made foablo effort to
•hade ils cattle-trodden banka.
“I’ll trouble yon for that fifty.”
Scranton surrendered it.
"Well, so long,” said Jim, and shot him
through the head.
Helen, hearing tbe shot, tried to force her
way out of tbe door, and had nlmoet pushed by
Nr,yee, when Jim entered, bis foce flecked with
whitish dote, and checked bor.
"Ther's nothin’ than now. You'd bettor
many rue, I reckon, Wilder Scranton.”
Helen stood inthedoorway, wbitoanfidazed,
while Noyes, in compliance with a look from
Jim, married them.
“Hera's your money, preacher, git back to
torn.”
As Noyes lift tba cabin Hcleo fell heavily
on tbe floor. Jim wot hla band in tba bucket
atd dabbled tbe wa’crawkwardly on bor bead.
“Now, Mbs Helen,you rids to Pino Bluffs.
Yon know tbe trail. There's money ’no igh la
this wad to take yon East; and then yon write
to Jim Muon, Crery Creek Cattta Ceuin -v,
V time know where you are; aoycu'U alt met-,
ill acoyncrelamanto.nl(bt. an’ nyes Is all
right with him. When yon want* divorce,
JW Jttifc felW HISS jlglgn.’
SOLD TO THE DEVIL.
By Wallace I*. Rood.
For Tho Constitution.
“lie’s pure grit, and nothing else!”
We wore speaking of Milo West, whon Par-
son Dow brako ont with this admiring tribute.
The parson was an old-fashioned hard-shell
Baptist, and West was a motnber of hla flock.
“Sometimes,” continued the parson, “my
people get to studying over new-fangled no
tions in religion, and It gives mo a heap of
tronble to straighten thorn ont But Milo
West has been on the right track from first to
last ilo turns hit back on all theso educated
preachers and commcntaten who are doing
their level best to explain the Bible away until
there Is nothing loft of it He takes the Bibto
at it Is. Ho believes in hell, tir, and yon don’t
catch him trying to explain away eternal pun-
ithment and the lake of burning firo.”
“Rut you spoke of his grit”
“Yes, I don’t think West knows what fear
It When ho once takes a stand you might as
well try to movo a mountain,”
Perron Dow’e worde did not Impress mo at
tho time. I was a newcomer In Cottonvillo,
and there ant nothing about West to exclto
my special interest. Tho man was a small
country merchant, and his stern look, abrupt
ways nnd lack of accommodation, confined his
trade to a narrow circle of onstomers.
It was not many month* howover, before I
found myaelf regarding West with Increasing
Interest and respect. His story was one only
too common in tho short and atmplo an
nals of tho pour. Ho had worked hit way at a
frkudlcEa orphan boy up to manhood, and af
ter clerking for years on a starvation mlary ho
had saved enough monoy to open a little store
of his own. Hit rigid Integrity and his activity In
tho Blue Bock church, made him a notable
man In tbo community. What plotted me
more than anything else, I must say, was his
devotion to bis wlfo and children. To tbo
outsldo world bo appeared cold and roaorved,
but in lili family ho wus a model husband aud
father,
Freqoontly I spoke of West to my frlonds as
example of a self-made man, and ono of my
done, Int I know that ho has dono wrong
And yet, I cannot help it. I can do nothing.”
Sho turned away and ran into tho houto.
"Such a woman!” exclaimed tho parson.
“And such a man! But I told you ho wu pure
grit, and so ho is, oven In a bad cansel”
tsaa a.x.inijiie. ut it nLiriuuuo mm. nuu uu
predictions wu that ho would die rich,
I cannot recall tho time when I first began
to notlco bia failing health. At lut It becamo
plain to bis fellow-townsmen that he wu a
doomed man. Some chronie disease with, an
unpronounceable name wu gnawing at hla
vitals, nnd tho victim know, evoq before ho
heard It ftom hla doctor, that ha had only a
few months to live.
Occasionally West would bmeo up and visit
dislant cities, always retaining with a largo
ri ock of good* It was wonderful how bta Iron
ulll kept him up on tlioso expeditions. Tho
wholesale merchants who were dealing with
him never auspcctod that their customer had
< uo foot In tho grave.
Hut there la a limit to endurance. Ono day
’Milo West sold out his entire stock, and pain-
fniiy limped through Cottonvillo for tho last
time.
“I am going homo to dlo,” bo sail, as ho
shei k hands with me. . *
I looked at his dead while face nnd glassy
eyes, and know that ho apoko tho truth.
After tho lapso of n fair days there wu a
seed deal of talk about thoahk man’s affairs.
It took mo some tlmo to got tho wholo story,
but llttlo by Uttlo It carao out.
Before West showed any sign of Illness, and
whllo ho wu In a round financial condition ho
settled his homo place on his wlfo. Uo mado
■heavy purchases on long tjmo, nnd, worst of
all, It wu whispered that he had borrowed
tcvcral thousand dollars of certain well-to-do
members of the Bluo Bock chnreh.
It Is not too mueh to My that something llkn
a general gloom settled ovoe tho community
when tbs nature and extent of Milo West s
operations bccamo generally known.
A man may bo at death's door, hut If ho lias
creditors bo trill not lack visitor*
Every day strangers wore seen coming and
going at West’* cottago. Lawyers and dram-
men from a dlstanco visited him. They
begged, argued, threatened, bnt tha eorpoe llkn
foce of tho invalid thawed no trace of emotion.
They could get no Mtlsfoatton. Sometimes
after a protracted' interview tho merchant’s
ayes would flub with a steel-like gleam, and
pointing hla bony finger to tho door, ho would
Ml
I wu with Milo Writ when ho died, Howu
reclining In hla big cbalr, and hit oyea were
fixed, ss I had seen them once before, on the
crimson sunset. Mr* Wost wu In tho room,
and wo both had a presentiment of whst wu
coming.
Suddenly West whispered hla wife's name.
The little woman wu at hit side in a moment.
Her husband smiled folntly. and laid bis hand
gi inly noon the bowed head.
Then the smile faded away and tha wretched
man’s foce assumed a gbutly pallor. Hit large,
rad ryct gavo a luminous flesh. I rushed for-
ward, bnt only to stagger beck in a state of
paralyzed alarm. A groan that sounded liko
tbe agonized well of a loot zonl in tbo regions
of tbe damned rang out on tho sultry evonlng
sir.
Milo West wu dead I
"It Is horrible,” utd good old Parson Dow,
when I fold blm, “bnt what did I uy? In
everything, whether good or bad, that man
wu pure grit I"
ARP’S LETTER.
OUR WILLIAM LONGING TO RE-y
TURN HOME.
StariUlen sod Its Many Sdoostlonsl Institutions-!
Frnsnted With a Sotmuet of Violets. Wnloh
He Loyally lands to Mrs Arp-A Modal
Hotel-Leeturlsc Under DifflduUlaa.
HB HAS BEEN HANGED ONCE.
“Go!”
It sounded so much like a voioo ftom tho
grave that tbe request wm always obeyod.
Old Parson Dow and tbo leading member* of
tho Blue Bock chnrch, u wu bnt natural,
weio terribly dltlotbod in mind ovor tbo wholo
botluct*
Ono enltry August afternoon I wont with
tbo perron to call on West, Wo found him
lug red sunset.
“Blether West,” said tha parson, u ho
pulled out bis pocket Bible, “I thought I
would read ’’
'l’nt It away!” Interrupted tbe tick man.
What did you uy?” asked Parson Dow In
otter Mtoniilmcot.
“I said put it away,” wu tbe reply; “I do
not wish to see that book again, ana I will not
hear It read.”
“Milo West, you have toll mo a thousand
times that yon believed every word In this
book I” blurted out tho bewildered preacher.
“And I believe more firmly now than over,”
rrplii d West, itdly, “but it la no longer a com-
fort fo me.”
“Now, Brother West,” utd tho parson, with
determined air, "this won’t do. It you bo
lls vo wbat yon My yon believe, and obstinately
refuM to repent end make restitution to tho
good people you bare so wickedly wronged,
thin I must my that you seem to have deliber
ately sold yourself to tho dull I”
Aa be mid this l’areon Dow towsral up to
bis foil bright, and bit Aee biased with right-
tons indignation.
“Hold myself to tba devil?” repeated West
calmly, “wall, perhaps I have. That may bo »
good way to put It, You may rest assured,
patron, that if I have mado such a bargain I’U
stand by it.’’
Tbo man navar flinched. Ho looked at us
without a tremor.
“Now. go!” bo said, pointing to tbo door.
As we deputed, Parson Dow tried to put lot
word with Mrs. West.
“Voor husband is in a frightful frame of
mind,” he said.
Mi* West Wiped away a tear.
J ran do nothing,’’ she renllod.
'Bat, my dear .later,” urged the parion.
Haute Fe, February 11.—Friends of Theo
dore Baker, now confined in the ponltontlary
horn under sentence of death for tho murder of
I a man In Eut Colfox county, this territory,!
think it particularly hard that he should bo
compelled to mount tbe (allow* Tbo terri
torial supreme court bu Just rendered ado-
cisfon in hla cato sfilrming tho sentenco of
death, and fixing tbo date of hit oxocutlon on I
the 18th of this month, Tho prisoner's friends
will see lf they cannot get tbe awe before the
I United Btstcs supremo court, on the ground
that Baker has onoo boon hanged forthccrlme,
land that tho proposal to hang him again is In
violation of tbo eonstitatlon of tho United
State* which declares that a man shall not be
twice pntlnjeopardy for tho same offense.
Baker’s erfmowu tho killing of Frank Un
roll, a little more than a year ago. Uhrahwul
a lurveyor, and Baker bad boon asked by him
to keeps watch upon affairs at Uhrnh’s ranch I
whlto tho latter wot abeent. In this way Baker
and Mre. Uhrah struck up an Intimacy, which
luted for some tlmo. Concerning tho denoue
ment there are confllctfog stories. Baker and
tho woman uy that Uhrah attookod Baker,
and that tha shooting wu in self-defense.
Neighboring ranchers nssort, however, that tho
Unison wu notorious and that Baker nnd tho
woman had more than once threatened to make
I way with Uhrah, Tho position In which tho
hotly of tho murdered man wufonnd, and tho
far t that bullet marks In tlio trail or tho room
lndlcutcd that thoahootlug was all on ono aide,
also served to fix guilt upon Baker, Tho pris
oner la a young man of more than thcoidinary
intelligence, and tho woman, who Is now in jail
at Springer awaiting trial u an accoaiory, It pro-
iw.caring in appearance.
Ac scon as lfukcr wu placed under arrest lto
Wag conveyed to Springer, whore ho was seized
by a mob nnd lynched beforo ho canid bo put
In Jail. Murder had been of frequent occur
rence in that vicinity, and ft wu enough for ;
■ho crowd fo know thut tho officers had a man
c! urged with tlintciimo. Itisnotprchablothat
oi.o man In tea who participated fn tbo lynch
ing of Biker know anything about tbo circum
stances or tha crime with which howucliarg-
cd. Having banged him In tho regulation stylo
to tho limb of a tree, and fastened tho looso
end of the ropo to tho trank, tho mob watched
too dangling body fot a few minutes and
then left tho spot, dividing up among tho
various saloons of tbe town, whore tbo lad-
dent created only a passing sensation. While
the lynching wu going on, tho sheriff wu
watching aflhlre near by, and u soon as ho saw J
tho crowd dlsporso bo ran quickly to tbo
banging form and cut it down. With tbo u-
alliance of a' deputy ho carried tho body to
tho bock door of tbo Jail, and on ontoring that
building, and giving orders not to bodls-
lurbcd, bo proceeded, with tho aubtanoe of a
physician, to revive tho prisoner, Baker had
been hanging by tha neck foe ton minutes
when ho wu cut down, and at least fifteen
mluutoo more elapsed before tho sheriff had I
him In thojall. All the time the prison or wu
enoomufoiu aud apparently llfolos* Bnt tho
Isherlff went to work on him with groat energy,
and after half an hour of rubbing and thoap*
The Meridian son b shining. Tho balmy
alrb foil of odors—odors of sweet flowora (list
havo come forth to toll us that spring hu
como. Peach and plum and cherry trees are in
foil bloom and the flower gardens are bright
with Jonqnlb and jeMamln* A kind lady sent
mo a bouquet of sweet violets, and I shall mall
them to Mr* Arp and Illustrate my continued
loyalty that neither latitude nor longitude can
lesson. Meridian ladles uo charming, and I
lovo to look at them, of course.
Sweet ladles, sweet birds and sweat flowers
If are not lost their sweetness tome,
but whenever I loo them I want to go homo,
and that b tho beat sign of loyalty that I know.
I left Mr* Arp In trouble. She was grostly
perplexed, for tho had to move and I was not
there to pun aud to help. It b a big thing to
move. Wo made a start tho morning I como
away. Wo loaded two wagons and could’nt
mbs anything hardly. It u a good thing to
have a house Aril of plunder, but it is an awf rl
thing to more. They uy that three
moves are equal to a firo, but with careful
hands I don't think wo will low much.
I sent to Homo for Tlp-tho faithful Tip—who
humored more Bomans than all tlio rest, and
knows exactly how to do it, and I tried to per
suade Mi* Arp to go to town and atay away
nntll tho transfer wu over and everything wu
arranged In our now homo, bnt sho wouldn’t
surrender. It will tako all tho woek, I reckon.
Oar grown np daughters are off on a month’s
visit, onr grown np boys have all left us, __
~ ' * Jessie are In town at school, and so
Carl and J _ | | ■
there wu nobody loft hut tho paternal and
maternal ancestor* Jnst two-only two-to
sit at the tablo at meal time, Ono at tho head
and tho other at tho foot. It Is a short table
now, and when Mrs. Arp makes my coffeo I can
tako it from her hand. Tho vgry klosslng that
I invoked upon the humble meal sounded
loncsomo. How wo did miss tho morry chat
of children. How pleasant It b for a numer
ous family to gather around tho morning moai
and talk ovor tlio work for tlio day. How
wclcomo are tho lamps that light up tho
owning repast. Mrs, Arp uv sho hod
no sppctlto and I liad no hilarity.
It fakes more than two to ho morry, especially
It tlioso two are on tho doecondlng grade. We
sat liy tho firo and gazed dreamily at tho con
suming llamas. We pondorod over tho put
with its comforts and its sorrow* and our
thoughts were running in tho same channel.
Thirty-eight years we had boon mated and
never beforo had wo sat at tho to?'-, or hr tha
fireside for awholcdaybyoursolve* And no -
I wu going too. "Wo can'* stand this,” said I.
“Wo must movo to town and board our own
children. 1 won't sloop fn this house another
week without them. Wo will movo.” How
quickly did my wlfo break ftom licr rovorle.
With a watery eyo and a trembling voire sho
said: "Sure enough.” “Yes,” said f, "I will go
to (own In tho morning and rent a houro. I
know ono wo can get." Bo I went to town aud
I bought it; a pleasant house with a beautiful
oak grovo in front nnd tho railroad In full view.
By ihie time everything Is moved, I roricon,
. wu rewarded by string tho man who had
been hanged open bis eyes and look wonder-
lngly about him. All that night the shorlff
morning of tho next day be had Baker sufl
dcntly revived to breath with regularity and
. 1®
to eat In a mechanical wsy some light food.
Thns fkr no one In springer knew of tbo re-
oovery, except tha sheriff, Ms deputy, and tho
“But, my .leer sister," urged uo parion,
'you'know somethlug of what hu been going
Will you allow your dying bnsband to go
ont of tbo world dishonored o'"
and dlifruM.
Book to Mm ’iko a trae woman. Tall him
that you will Li t keep ono dollar of bb ill-
gains. That will bring blm to lib
senses. lie will psy hb creditors and make
bb peace with God.”
“And do yon think,” Mid tbo poor woman
bitterly, “that I havo not Mid all these things?
Bnt yon do not know my bnsband. While no
always been kind to us ho hu ruled ns In
everything. We bare always yielded to him,
and we most yield now. Wo bad a bard strug
gle with poverty before wo began to
enjoy any of tbe comforts of life.
Nobody helped us. Kobe, ly ever seemed
frfrriMy or rar-iwethet'e ur.?'T *"'■■ ’t vc
cWi. lo.L wo ... i i •! !”T* . Hwta.
_ n.y bu,land’s life hae been tbe >r la >t he
wetoid die and leave no tn h*>tl* with the
EVtld, id? wrt few* WMCtiy what ho hag
cuvciy, Mcvtifa un hum ui, on uupusy, such hue
doctor, and ft wu derided that the matter
should bo kept a profound secret nntll Bskor
could bo removed to Hants Fe for oafo keeping.
Thbwuaccomplbbod daring tho following
week, and tbe man who bad had ouch a
strange experience wu placed under tbe cue
of competent phytidane here. At first Baker
coaid not talk at at all, bnt gradually bb
tbonghte became more collected, and on etv-
cral occasions he deecribed to visitor* the Ban
correspondent among them, bb aonMtlopa
u bo wu banging to tbo. limb ftom which
bo bad been loosely swung. For tlx months
he suffered Intensely from paint in the bead
and from dlxzlncs* eometlmct becoming almost
deranged, being unconscious of hb surround-
ini* During them periods bo would Uvo over
again bb experience at a rope’s end, and on
recovering be would bo weak and greatly do-
pressed In spirit* On hb trial the foots u to
Josen men from Springer were pres.
ont end ready to awear that tha real Baker
bad been banged once for the murder
or Ubiub. Tbo idontidcattra of
tbe prisoner was complete, of
coarse, bat no amount of testimony will over
satisfy tbo Springcrites that tbo mao now in
custody here b tho ono that they lynched.
-Among tbe most active friends of the prisoner
now ere the men who helped to bong blm, end
If they bare any Inflntuce ha will not again go
totbe-mpe.
Attboogh under tbo decision of tbo territo
rial supremo court Baker must bang a woek
from noxt Friday, ft b tbo general belief that
If out uuirnua/s » m iiio Kviigni uuuut uui
be will be respited for thirty days at least, to
give bb friends time to mako some efforts In
bb behalf.
The West Virginia Hnutorsblp.
CilARLKvroE, W. Vs., February If).—'Tbe
twrnty.fonrth ballot wu cast in the Joint av
tcmbly today, after three hours were consumed
in speeches from ontora in tbo rival democrat
ic faction* There wu a change, and It Is now
believed that Camden will bo elected. Tho
gentleman who changed hb vote to Camden le
Whittaker, an extensive manufacturer and In-
flucntbl republican of Wheeling. Ho sa/s bo
feels it duo to Camden that bo should support
Mm. He it tbe first and only republican who
dared to make a break. Tha ballot was: Cun-
dr u file; Gals* greenbacks* 38; Governor WU-
eon d; right scattering.
Missouri.
.. Mo, February 18.—A very
Tha fore* wu severe enough t
turv end dirpbec plast(ring ou the wall*
But tbo old homo Is not given
np. That is our country scat.
Our children bavo been happy there, and thoy
•ball bo happy again. Wo will gu out In fruit
season and nty a work a’. a time. Friday
evenings I can tako tlio llttlo chaps out and
stay until Sunday morning. Tho orchard and
vineyard and fishiiond are not to bo given up.
Tho tqnlrreb aod rabbits and partridges and
possums are not to bn neglected, old Juhu
says he will tako koerof ovoryt’Ing-mlghty
f ood kecr. John wanted to buy a shout, and
gavo blm ono. John wanted to buy a
calf and soma accdtstcra aud a sheep or two,
and when I told him ho couldcnt pay for them
he said, “1 knows I cant, hut I ken giv you my
noto liko do whits folks do, ” and ho toughed
at hbown'sbrewdncs* A darky will bay
anything bn can get on a credit. Ono wantod
dollar In the world • .
there b a lira on bb crop every year beforo ho
makes it, and bo always comes out behind.
Meridian ba progressive town often thou
sand people and sixty thousand bales. I hid
no Idea of tbe mtgniludo of this town nor tho
extent of ita businea* Tho railroad aho;* are
here and give employment to flvo hundred
person* Then there are two comprossoa and
an Immense planing mill and a cotton seed oil
mill and a cotton factory and tho state lostno
asylum and other Institution* Thoy havo
gradiil schools and private i:hoo!a andU ten a'a
cullcgosndahcncvolcnt homo nnd beautiful
churches and prohibition and street cars snd
other etcetera* It b a harmonious town and
everybody talks Mcrldbn, A traveling loot*
urcr encounters many difficulties and hu to
bo a philosopher to keep calm and
bad to ran against a mlnsrtl trout*
dbn-a good troupe with a brass bind and i
wanted to go mighty bad for I have always bail
awcakncMformnsic. Bnt I reckon tho town
wu big enough for nsbotb for I was honored
with the largest andlencs that I havo had in
Mississippi. At the pleaunt vllbgo of Kowton
I found shoot of old Georgia friends. One
gray-ha I red veteran came several miles to see
m* Hb name is T. L. Hammonds and ho
and b one of throe brothers who was horn the
same day—trlplcb-all living—and will ho 78
yean old next week- tlj married and havo
children. Thb b tho first cue of tho kind I
bavo ever known. Coho always uyo a couplo
of pair when ho means twin* I wonder what
h* woold cftll tbne.
Mine boat at Newton keep? a model hotel
and I paid my bill with uncommon gatlifac-
. Isaysi ‘ ’ ““
My a model country hotel—tbo best I
bavo over found, for all tbo work b dono by his
pretty daughter* and it Is dono merrily aud
neatly, and the fare wu Just splendid. They
are not uhamed to help tbelr good parents
make a living. Thoy are smart, and pretty
and well behaved, llow gU'lly would I wol-
como them u mydaughtcrs-ln-law, fori would
then know that my boys were 91 fo. Safe from
want and sate ftom social folly. I found a 1
old college mate hero—Bolton—Corporal Bolton
wo need recall him. Wo luid not mot for 40
yean and it wu a treat to us Lotb.
How gushingly wo talked over
college memories snd dlscouraml
of tho living, and Ismonted the dead. Tho»
old Georgians uk msny questions about their
old acquaintances which I cannot answer, hut
comfoiL I leave Newton with 1
like ami hospitable ond so contented with thel
unpretending town and its prospect*
ba with Newton. Biu A
p The New Jersey Laglilatnra.
Tnr.vjox, N. J., February 17.—Altar
day tattle In the araraihly the democrats lata
afternoon woo a doublo victory and saatad-
yi,nd further contest In the nata—Walter and 1
er. democratic representative* from Mercer an<t
’•mdcti counties, respectively, whose election*
hs<i beta contested ttaqo tbs opening «f focecs*
Non,