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Newspaper Page TextSeiwood of Sleepy Cat STORY FROM THE START / / At Sleepy Cat Doctor Carpy tells Wentworth, freighting boss, of a shooting scrape In Bartoe’s gambling den, in which John Seiwood, gambler, in defense of his wounded partner, Dave Tracy, shows remarkable skill and nerve. A year afterward, sei wood, now Wentworth’s repre sentative at Sleepy Cat, comes upon a settler whose wagon has mired in a creek. He helps get the outfit clear, after picking up a girl's shoe and seeing and being attracted by the supposed owner thereof in Fyler's (the settler’s) wagon. Moses Mc- Cracken, a youth, is robbed of S6OO in a Sleepy Cat gambling den. CHAPTER 111 Gentleman John. The evening was young when Mc- Alpin stepped briskly into the gam bling room. It was well lighted by handsomely bracketed kerosene lamps on the side walls nnd by elab orate hanging lamps. The center hanging lamp was a particularly bril liant affair, the pride of the Janitor, Bull Page, a broken cowboy, who al ways saw that this particular lamp was in the pink of good order. Like one familiar with his sur roundings. McAlpin walked directly up the middle of the long room, nod ding here and there to an acquaint ance. and directed his steps to the upper right-hand corner, in which, apart somewhat from the tables, a flat-topped desk faced McAlpin diagonally. Behind the desk stood a swivel armchair; on a wall shelf be hind the chair there reposed a card photograph, crudely framed, of a man In the uniform of a Union soldier. Beside this, but more conspicuous because much larger, stood a glass dome of the kind used to cover French mantel clocks. Under this dome there reposed already, in place of the expensive clock, which had been removed Io make place for it, a single slender high shoe, evidently the shoe of a girl of eighteen or twenty years. II showed but little wear and. during the evening, attract ed much attention nnd elicited many questions. But beyond the vague Statement that it was there for good luck, no explanation to any one vas then or afterward forthcoming from Sei wood. McAlpin watched the [day a few minutes with the air of one that bad graduated from that form of enter tainiuwol. end sauntered back toward the front door. There his active eye fell on a man of medium stature standing with bis hands in Ids pockets, leaning against the door jamb and looking out into the street. He showed In Ills copper-colored face the hue of an Indian. Bob Scott, partly of Chippewa blood, and car ried—a Sioux captive —far from the hunting grounds of bls fathers, was now a retainer of John Seiwood’s. McAlpin ambled up to him like an old acquaintance, which, in fact, he was. "I’m looking for the boss, Bob,” he said with some Importance In his tone. The Indian only drew his hands from his pockets to [dace them be hind his back on the Jamb he was leaning against, and smiled in friend ly fashion. “I’m thinking he went up the river. If he*did, he ought to be back by now.” ••What would he be going up the river for?” asked McAlpin with native suspicion. “To see a man.” "What man would John Seiwood want to see up river?” Scott smiled enigmatically. “May be the old padre—the one that trav els that way sometimes with the Blackfeet.” “1 bear he let Big Haynes go this morning, Bob.’’ said McAlpin cava lierly. “What for? He was the fast est dealer in the house.” Bob Scott, smiling, only held up bis right forefinger and crooked It. "What does he want to see the old padre about?” demanded McAlpin with an air of impatience. Scott, looking over McAlpin’s shoul der down the street, made a definite announcement. “There comes Sei wood. Jim; suppose,” he added, smil ing evenly, “you ask him.” McAlpin cherished a genuine re gard for the young boss, as he some times called Seiwood, and with all hfs turns and quirks, loyalty was in the fiber of McAlpin’s make-up. He gave value received to whomever he sold his service, and in return had things In his official servitude mostly his own way. He understood perfectly well how to wheedle a boss and how to billy him. when to say things and when 'o keep silence. “1 cki’t be put off much longer, John.” \e declared, low but empha tically. keeping just half a deferential step belind Seiwood as the two walked upthe gambling hall toward Seiwood’s »-sk. “We’ve got to have more room own there or push some of the mutes^nto the river. The har ness room V that crowded you couldn't skin a cat in it without nicking a bree^ strap.” Seiwood walfe a t a leisurely pace past the well-f(ed tables, listening to McAlpin. butVith his eyes, keen and grayish blu^Aaking ]n the scene before him. He slender, evenly built, and carried Vnself very light ly—walking with Met) the springy step of a West Poinv Two spots of > By | FRANK H. SPEARMAN Copyright by Charles Scribner’s Sons. WNU Service. c color in his cheeks revealed the cbtr stitutional weakness that had brought him to the mountain country—a weakness now so well checked that at twenty-seven he looked fresh and boyish among men who, though hard ly older in years, seemed to have felt more heavily the hardships of frontier life. There was nothing ag gressive about ids appearance; but his gray eyes chilled bis manner when his face was in repose, and be was known to waste but few words in reaching a conclusion, and iq^e' in pursuing a vain dispute. Ho heard patiently McAlpin's com plaints as to the crowded condition of the barn, and only reminded him that the coming of the railroad would mean the cutting off of much freight and that there would soon be more room at the barn than business. “And,” he added, “don’t lose a chance to let go any mules you can sell to advantage.” So saying, Seiwood tossed hfs hat on the desk and sat down. McAlpin hurried through the preliminaries of his story with every Indication of nervousness, twirling his cap at In tervals over his fingers and hesitat ing at times for a word or phrase to estimate the effect on his hearer, who was looking, as ho listened, over a batch of reports Lefever, the wagon boss, had left on his desk. But try as he would. McAlpin could gain no clue to the impression he was making. It was only after Seiwood looked up at the elose of the recital that McAlpin could even guess what he might expect; then Seiwood shook bls head as if annoyed and his first words dashed McAlpin’s hopes. “Why bring that kind of a story to me?" he asked. He spoke without, feeling, but as if his lime were being'' imposed on. "They rob people down there all the time. That's their Irtsl l tiers.” he continued, fixing his fyek again on the papers before him. j"Go back to your den and forget yourself.” “John,” pleaded McAlpin, low and softly but persist ingly, “I want to tell you: this is a hard case, a blamed hard ease. It’s Bunty Bartoe’s work — he’s the biggest all-round thief in Sleepy Cat. Starbuck’s got an inter est in that place. Half the money— I'm saying half, Jolin—goes straight into Starbuck's pocket. It’s a crime," exclaimed McAlpin In half-whispered desperation, “the way that man Star buck Is picking up money." It would have needed a full knowl edge of the local situation to realize McAlpin's craft in his last appeal. Seiwood, lie knew, liked Starbuck less than he did any man in Sleepy Cat. With but a slight acquaintance between the two, there was, on either side, no regard lost. And McAlpin knew that if it worried Seiwood as much as It did him to see such men [licking up money easily, he could be stirred by the reminder of it. Yet ail he could urge on this score left Selwood cold. And perceiving that no impression was made, hut rather that Seiwood's eyes were wan dering over the room, McAlpin added that Lefever had come in with a new saddle pony that afternoon, and per haps Selwood would like to step down to the barn a minute to look it over. This news had quite a different effect on the hard-headed gambler. The pony, a present from Ben Went worth, the active owner of the wealthy freighting company of which Selwood was a division superinten dent, had been eagerly awaited a week —for Selwood loved a horse and the record of his early years in the saddle entitled him to judge one. The sight of the pony, groomed to an actual polish, did gratify Selwood. "If her action is up to her brag, she's all right,” he said, as McAlpin swung the lantern away from the box stall. “I'll try her out later this evening." Sounding her praises craftily. Mc- Alpin steered his boss Into the office, where Mrs. McCracken and Moses sat in solemn silence. Selwood, pay ing no attention to them, drew a roll of bills and handed one to McAlpin. At that moment McAlpin, thanking him earnestly, jerked hfs head toward Mrs. McCracken to bid her rise. He hurriedly Introduced her to Selwood and pointed to Moses dramatically as Bunty Bartoe’s victim. Moses stood miserably up, hut, de spite McAlpin’s insistent noddingj the woman appeared unable to rise. She tried to. but could not. Selwood cast a cold eye on her. McAlpin bade her tell her story. Fortunately for the un lucky woman, she could not even do that: telling It so many times in so few hours had left her too exhausted even to speak. But she looked the story out of her mournful eyes. They stirred something in Selwood that words would perhaps not have reached. "This is' the^man. ma’am, that can get you btfckjyour mone»,” said McAlpin, pointing emphatiWllly to Selwood. “if he wants to. . Tell him,” lie bawled, starting for the gangway door, “you want htm to!” Hobbling quickly from the room, McAlpin left Selwood at the mercy of the dumb appeal. The woman, galvanized Into a sort of life by Mc- Alpin’s words, started, rose, sank back into McAlpin’s chair, choked, and managed to ask one unfortunate question: “Are you the sheriff, sir?” A faint grin overspread Seiwood's features —it was his only answer. “Or the marshal, sir?” she ven tured. THE PEMBROKE^ McAlpin, listening outside, decided she hud killed every chance of help. He could not see Sei wood’s face but felt a heavy silence. “Is this your mother?” McAlpin after a pause, heard Selwood ask the question of the boy and heard the boy’s affirmative answer. “What kind of specimen are you—’’ McAlpin hurried down the barn to get away from the tongue-lashing that he knew was to follow—for Selwood was credited with a frontier vocabu lary not alone uniquely forcible but also extremely biting. The barn boss was brought back to the scene by a sharp call from Sel wood, who bade him look after the woman. In the excitement—and much to Seiwood’s annoyance—she had fainted and fallen into Seiwood’s arms. When McAlpin had taken her in hand—and as a widower he knew how to hold a baby or a woman— Selwood spoke sharply to Moses and told blm to come with him. He^vid said no word as to his In tentions, but McAlpin knew exactly what they were. Pushing the boy Im patiently ahead, Selwood stepped into the street and slammed the'door be hind Idm. Bartoe's place, In the River quar ter, besides those periodically victim ized within it. had a regular follow ing of the characters that haunt the border-line between honest men and rogues— always a considerable one on the frontier—and a sympathetic fol- w® 1 'Si i WOB Sr He Walked SMaigh Toward Atkins! lowing of the [ msltes moving hi tu.— out of Sleepy < a irfen who, lijke the habitues of Bartoe'iy lived wholly by their wits. ‘ / u It was ton o’clock nt niglnt whei Selwood walked into this ply-y will Moses McCracken In tow•. y, soft-spoken and with nil the %. TJp needed for a colloquy but 1. waste on compliments, met with the doubtful grin of nJMH can’t figure out exactly vg ing. With his eyes rovin^M^K ally from Seiwood’s solemn face, Bnrtoe IlstenetKEa® lively to all that was said jCgajF meantime, following earlie' expucit directions, wqs looking crefuily nt the few men’ standing h the room. As Selwood finished, J^rfoe, resting Ids eyea^on Moses, .spoke mildly: “I never saw this feH w before, that I know of. We ain’t semsix hundred dol lars at once her<t^.. nmnth. This f< low’s picked thewr^g place,that’s al Selwood gave iq credence wl. ever to the exp\.ed denial. Moses saved him the troubl^ ing so by pointing suddenly! to a mw sitting alone at a card talkie across the room, poring over an void and well-thumbed illustrated newspaper. “There’s the man that brought me In Lasting Monument to Gi*ry of Early Rome El DJem, Tunis, contains one of the finest Itoman monuments In North Africa, an amphitheater of five stories, the third largest in the world. Situ ated on a plain near the desert fron tier, it can be seen many miles off rising like a mountain of stone, domi nating the surrounding landscape, and completely dwarfing the Jiabby little Arab village at its base. The immense pillars and blocks of stone used in its construction bad to be hauled over specially built roads by an army of slaves and teams of oxen from quarries twenty miles away. The Itoman occupation ceased nt tlie end of the Third century, but t.ils massive, well-preserved structure still stands, a silent and enduring witness to past glory. No trace of the luxurious city of Tbysdrus remains, which, with Its 100,000 inhabitants, once occupied the Jast a Snack Silas’ usual breakfast was 12 pan cakes. But, then, lie generally had a good hard morning before him in the field. One morning a heavy rain made his chores impossible, so as lie passed the kitchen lie called ’to the farmer’s wife: “I shan’t need much breakfast this morning. Eleven’ll be enough. But! make ’em a little larger.” [ :nd this’s—ue looked Barine In I ■ ey, —“is the man that was deal > g the three cards.” Bartoe only '1 Bn ■d. Moses, he Insisted, quite un miihy , was mistaken —a thing that mighy happen to any man. “I make mist:! . myself.” he said pleasantly to J •s, whose stubbornness in re peat i his accusation gave Bartoe no o i nse. Bit Selwood showed immediate In ten it i the man with the newspaper. Ue w -a liveryman who traded In stol > mses when he safely could, and iii tolen goods—using his barn tot | a .fence. Selwood had already suffertW at his hands -or bis employ ers, hussell and Wentworth had — and ills seemed a time to “round him up ifoper,” as Jim McAlpin would have (expressed it. F^wood raised his voice. “Atkins!” he vjild. “Look here a minute.” Blains glanced stupidly over at the thn'e, who .stood with their eyes on him. “Come over here, Atkins," said Selwood again. The expression of Atkins' face prow ised a poor response to the curt reqn.st. “I guess it's about as far fron me over to you as it is from you over to me," he suggested, making to move to rise. Selwood wasted no tb He walked straight toward Al kins, who started up in alarm as Sei-' ■v. oil' briskly approached. “It may not l<e any farther one way than the ■ nliei." retorted Selwood, “but you've ! n off the expensive way. I was will ing io let you keep part of your steal in; now—you and Bartoe hand out the six hundred dollars you robbed ? ,‘lin lad of at monte.” crowded up. Selwood knew 1 e ' C one of them. He knew about 11 each represented In Hie way of dan. r , | ie .(bated nothing wlmt evei f nig aggressive Insistence. At knr sullen and evasiw*. denying and tlir ‘ ening by turns,/was for stand at, us lie had .y ten done before. . <•, with better JWcment. rcajfeeti tan they had tv deni with. Sei "’"’"gave little heed to the war of "’'"’^kindled by li^s arbitrary nHI- • XxTo .'-k IS' \s bin? we irie< ’ ' /iF Ynl-. Bartirj'" l '''"' l " l ' ll Kjfslienee, 'mAV"" 1 , .ZiT^f. S-I«oo( ! A’" lllS v ks'’ :J cheek 1 »1 1Wm.” he s.-. d. w!p" ul ralsll '- ■Be. “this Isn't thV m, ' v sco, ,' e to settle with V' 11 " 111 • ylhls non. YOU robb '' ; l!ls ■'" u ' r e going to pat\ i:i '" dqfinr yo^ took. .Yo n " ll " n pw'uh yiiit'-i-,e./.>. . pi.,, ~,,! '- ; ml tqv I Bar e ' m Vt, t[,e accomplice Il '■ the ''Aiimdred ,Sl!,t 1111 1111 1' my table by Ct^,,,, . ( )!o-k tor :!it. I i'll 'lose 'y l( L'i' 1 mornitig I an 1 run you out <m4^^-or, what’s A in t as goisl, 1 11 a chime' |to run in l ' "Ui- -Inst lß^' | ber >nr I friends-- no, don't taU^^Bi. You've J said It nil- Sttirbiie!j®|^K, yes, cull ■in Starbuck, by Selwood ‘■hagcßy took the.foub^to laugh at ufiwyat him. 'Yes, I know “^1 bas? tm’- ~s '"’b 4 ' a gambler p ,i s you are?Z\'ell!” Selvood caught J i'tils hreatb-i'n. pleasant t.t-knowledg ' ■ si hope,” he said ’—for the ■ of a dishonorable [irofe -ion fiKoiVl am more of one. anyway, If N^Ltufant a real game in the morn H^flitli Starbuck for an r.poner. you ■HMHiow just exactly how to get It.” I^XHAPTER IV e Jbuck Intervenes. Btap between Bartoe and At- Sei wood's departure forM l-'mWJktrfm^nious on Atkins’ parjt. not <y'iTdl < ABarfoe’s. Atkins counseled defiance. Hint Bartoe remind rd 'him sullenly that he had limbing whatever at stake. | Atkins hnd'w»th ing! more to do than strike the trail lor fresh pastures—he was reputed to carry his roll all In his pocket inf come back to his barn when Plugs blew over; whereas Bartoe faced the Immediate loss of his whole wMti blishment. And In the heat of HttWl r quarrel Starbuck, the man , wl ise name bad been thrown men ] acdgly at Selwood, walked bluffly id on the angry men. i /‘Yes, Harry told me Selwood had ■ ' site >f the present-day squalid village I of U Djem, nor do the surrounding empf plains, with camels nibbling at cactis bushes, help us so visualize the thh lly populated towns and fertile fiel > of former days.—Christian Sel ene । Monitor. Billiards on Horseback of the novelties introduced In tl-Vgame of billiards was the playing game on horseback by the mem her) of the Paris Jockey club in 1838 Tlv horses were taken up a Right of sites to the billiard room with great t jiLulty. The game was for 12 ! pilots up and was finished in 20 min ■ u(is. Fiio origin of the game of billiards | rather hazy. Too great proficiency I :l j billiards even today is said by I rmny to be a sign of a misspent - ,I’h. and It was perhaps this idea t(j t kept our forefathers so quiet upon subject, says a writer In Tit-Bits. T'lit it existed centuries ago is indi caied by a passage in Shakespeare’s "fa opatra” in which she invites Cbirmlon to play billiards with her. Their Only Lesson live and learn is good dope, but all a lot of boobs learn by living is , that tlx': can't learn anything.—Ciu ciniati Enquirer. been here." Starbuck named as "Harry,” fat, busy Harry Barbnnet, who by dint of some crafty bustling about, some skillful eavesdropping, and the exercise of some extraordinary instinct, bad possessed himself of the whole story and "scooped" the house by getting first with it to Starbuck's ear. "I know all about what he want ed,” continued Starbuck. “WhatTe you going to do?,”. His appearance Itad a quieting ef fect on tin. disputants to the degree that they off abusing each other and turned together to abuse Star buck. Still in his early thirties, Star buck, well built, frank in manner, more than equal in suave speech to the worthies in Sleepy Cat, and game in such local encounters as had be fallen him, enjoyed an accredited rep utation in the River quarter. Not un pleasing in feature- rather light of complexion and alert in bearing, he was looked to as a local arbiter of River quarter difficulties and was, moreover, de facto mayor of Sleepy Cat. I say Ale facto because the fran chise was only a nominal part of Sleepy Cat politics and Starbuck held the title principally by acclamation, so to speak; and held it successfully against other possible claimants. "W hat are w^> going to do?” echoed -Bartoe. “\Ve can’t do anything with out a fight—and nobody can tell how a figlj^'s going to come out. Go talk to Selwood yourself, Starbuck. Is he running this town or are you?” “What are we paying a mayor for?” demanded Atkins, uni'leasimtly sign!- I licant. Starbuck silenced his nervous baiters by confining a few brief re marks strictly to one-syllable words. Then, tarrying only long enough to absorb all pertiner.t details of th” row, he strode up street to intervle"'> Selwood. Starbuck realized the delicate posi tion in which Seiwood’s action left him. Two bosses could not exist at the same time in Sleepy Cat. and there was in the situation this further element of uncertainty that Starbuck wanted to solve. He knew Selwood but slightly and knew him chiefly as a man who minded strictly bls own business. Hid be mean now to aspite for local leadership? Starbuck hoped not but wanted to know. He bent hfs steps straight toq^ird Selwood. who stood smoking while he watched with mild Interest the play ::t a table where a new dealer sat in stalled. “Selwood?” said Starbuck, Inquir ingly. putting out his lend. "Yes. You’re Starbuck." answered Selwood laconically as he gave him his mvn hand. "Can I have a word with you?” a '.cd Starbuck. For ::nsw, r Seiwood [iroffering a cigar from Ids waistcoat [locket, led the way to hfs table in the corner and pointed to a cluilr. Both men sat down. Starbuck spoke. “I don’t like to see a quarrel get going In tin' street, Selwood.” be began, with an air of good fellowship "Have Tracy and I didn’t always agree. Tracy was getting pretty well along in years and be was a little ! cranky once in a while —I guess I maybe I was, too —” Starbuck smiled faintly with the , cimdid admission. Seiwood’s face wax , receptively non-committal. “But । Tracy.” continued Starbuck, “had enemies where lie might have hoc ' friends, which is a foolish policy, It , my opinion, for any man." There war no covert hinting in Starbuck's man tier- just frank disinterestedness “Now Bartoe,” he went on quietly “Ims turned up a little grievance against you. I told bi": I ddn'l think there was anything serious to if —nothing but what could be ironed out between man and man—so I said I'd just come and have a little talk with you.” Starbuck paused—not as a man that has said all, but as If Inviting the other fellow Io say something. Setwood only took his cigar from Ills mouth, waiting courteously for his In terviewer to continue. “I suppose," resumed Starbuck not discomposed. “I'm less acquainted with you than I tan with most men around town. But I've always heard you spoken of as a reasonable man a man who didn’t want anything more than what’s right. Bartoe feels you came down on him pretty strong —I suppose you had some good rea son for what you did.” Starbuck, feeling, naturally, that he had pul his own cards fairly on the table, and in nowise upset by his peculiar reception, now sat silent, in turn, and waited for the other man to play. Selwood knocked the ashes from his cigar Mid broke the pause with a questiorc^-not precisely an expected one. “What difference did you ever have witli Dave Tracy?" he asked, without changing the expression of his eyes, and speaking in friendly tones and in a merely casual manner. “Why, none nt all that I recall this minute,” declared Starbuck, covering the retreat of his surprise with a little celerity of answer. “I said we didn't maybe always agree. But Tm no man to remember little differences —they 'l'n't mean anything to me. And nob'odx was sorrier than I was to hear about it .when Dave was shot, down at Bartoe’s> Yon sure dosed the | bunch that did- it. Dave can thank you he’s alive.” “It was poor shooting," murmured Selwood, inoffensively meditating. “And, as you say, Dave Is getting on in years. And It was pretty neat , enough to finish him. Dave says,” he rambled on, quietly, “that you I and he split because lie wouldn't pay I you money for protection." 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