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WHY PAY-DAY WAS LATE
By IRVING WILLIAMS
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(Copyrltthl, l)' HhortHtory Pui. Co,)
"I was a fool to try It," the man
muttered ub lie drugged lilniHcIf to
his feet, glanced over IiIb dripping
clothes, and then grimly at the whirl
ing torrent from which ho had es
caied. Suddenly, with nervous fltiKora, ho
rumbled about his waist. An expres
sion of relief followed the Inspection,
and ho begun to walk rapidly down
tho stroma, keeping as close as pos
sible to tho banks which confined the
yellow turmoil, and pushing his way
through the brush and undergrowth
with a sturdy disregard for scratches.
The man stationed himself at the
upot where the landing would be made,
and soon his companion in peril, a
strong bay mare, splashed wearily
ashore and joined her muster with a
llltlo "whicker" of recognition and sym
pathy. Wet and mud-stained, the pair made
thoir way through the uudorgrowth
until they reached more open ground,
when tho man vaulted Into tho saddle
and a brisk cantor brought them to
tho road by which thoy had been trav
eling until they readied the flood-swollen
creek and their overthrow.
Accepting tho Impracticability of con
tinuing his journey, the man turned
his horse's head on the back track.
Although darkness closed In rapid
ly tho horso jogged along with tho
surety or a thorough knowledge of tho
way. Tho man sat easily In the sad
dle. Miles had passed without change
in the nuturo of tho surroundings nor
a word of command to tho horso when,
without warning, the animal gavo a
llorce snort of fright and sprang far
to tho sldo of the road. Tho man, al
most unseated, recovered his balance
Immediately and without further ado
throw himself flat against tho horse's
house afforded and began to prepare
for tied.
"I'd give a pretty ponny to know for
sure what It was Dolly shied at. Must
have been a hog," ho soliloquized. "If
It had been -any of tho Reed gang
they'd 'a' sure shot."
"Just so nobody knows I was driv
en back I'm safe enough here for tho
night, but I'd hato to ho caught In
tills corner without a gun." Ho put
his hand mechanically to his hip
pocket as he had done a hundred
times since his escape from tho
stream; but the "gun" was gone be
yond all chance of doubt.
Ills preparations for bed wero brief,
consisting of throwing off his coat and
pulling oiT his boots, socks and trous
ers. Sotting the lamp, with flame
turned low, so that tho light would
not show on the window curtains, he
turned in without removing ills under
clothing, though It was still wet. He
fore retiring, however, he again fum
bled about, his waist with the samo
nervous anxiety ho had exhibited on
tho brink of tho flood and readjusted
some bulky object that showed its out
line under his shirt, completely en
circling his body.
Ilo had slept for some time when,
his senses alert to every suspicious
sound, lie was wide awake and listen
ing. Unmistakably the cronlc of cautious
footsteps could be heard in the room
below. Ho listened, tense and staring.
His caller made slow progress. Cer
tain progress, though, it was, and
toward the stairway leading to tho
hall Into which his room opened. Fol
lowing any unusually Insistent com
plaint on tho part or tho flooring, all
sound would cease for a minute or
more. Then, reassured, it would begin
again.
Tho man, half sitting In the bed,
stared wildly before him, but without
seeing. Ills whole sense was hearing.
Perspiration stood bended on his face
and hands. Ho was filled with tear
natural to the defenseless and cor
nered quarry.
Hut waiting was not to be tolerated
by a man of his disposition to action.
Ho cautiously crawled from the bed
and stood looking about tho dimly
lighted room, selecting tho most prom
ising weapon of defense. There was
not much to chooso from a light,
cane-seated chair, a water pitcher and
wash bowl, tho washstand and his
boots, besides the lamp. These ap
peared to bo all that was available
not very effective against firearms.
Wait! Resides these there was ono
more object, but so insignificant a
small bottle of red Ink. This last.
however, caught his eye and, with al
most a trace or amusement in oxpres
sion, ho quickly pulled a fat money
belt from about his waist beneath his
shirt, rumpfed up the bod clothing and
thrust tho belt under tho mattress.
He next made his way carefully and
quietly to tho stand and secured the
ink bottle, on tho way noiselessly
turning the chair on Its side and pull
ing tho curtain back as he passed the
window, exposing tho half-open sash.
A broken pane or glass luckily added
to tho general appearance of disarray
he plainly desired to produce. After
placing the wash bowl upturned on
tho floor, taking the pitcher rrom tho
stand, disarranging tho towel that had
been spread neatly across It, ho took
one rurther satisfied glance about tho
room.
Carefully then ho stretched himself
In tho middle of the floor, opened tho
bottle of Ink and poured some of Its
crimson contents on his breast and
throat and ncross his forehead Just
holow the hair. The rest ho poured on
the floor near his head and neck and
then tucked tho bottle under his shirt
whero it would not bo seen. Ilo
rumpled his underclothing to make it
appear to have boon pulled aside by
the tearing away of tho money holt,
and finally lay with head thrown back
and eyes fixed on the celling, and wait
ed. It was a bold bit of acting. Would
It work?
lie did not have long to wait, for,
although ho bad mndo his preparations
as rapidly as possible, consistent with
silence, ho had hardly completed the
tableau setting before ho heard muf
fled whispers at the door. Thero was,
thou, more than one caller. They wero
deciding on the mode of entrance. Tho
door was a light one, offering but
slight obstruction to a strong man.
Though awaro of this they apparently
hesitated before taking so noisy a
method. Carefully tho knob was
turned, but only to confirm what they
must have expected that tho door
was locked.
Another interval of silence and then,
yielding to a quick pressure from a
broad shoulder, tho lock snapped with
a sharp report and a man sprang Into
the room, holding a revolver. Ho did
not stop until his reet almost touched
tho prostrate body on the floor. In the
dim light ho made It out and shrank
back to the door with an oath.
"What Is it, Al?' came In a whisper
rrom tho dark of the hall.
"Someono has boon here before us,"
was the answer, as another man joined
him In the doorway. For a moment the
two stood staring in disappointed rage
at tho red-tplotched object on tho
lloor. They took in tho signs of strug
gle and the open window through
which a murderer and robber might
have entered and made bis escape.
"Ain't that hell?" and tho other as
sented that it was.
"We've got no business hanging
around here, and the quicker wo cut
out the better. The other rellow got
tho ten thousand, but wc stand'a good
chanco to get tho rope."
This was sound reasoning, and a Tow
moments later the callers were riding
away more hurriedly than they had
come.
And that Is how pay-day with Land
ers' Milling Company happened to bo
one day late in tho month of March,
1J03.
FRUGAL MR. GIGGS
GIVE3 HIS WIFE A LESSON IN
ECONOMY.
But a Ruined Tree and Much Discom
fiture Result from His Efforts
to Save a Few
Dollars.
PRESIDENT AND MRS. ROOSEVELT
The Animal Gave a Fierce Snort and
Sprang Far to the Side of the Road.
neck and dug In tho spurs. At a bound
the steed regained tho road and took
the course at full speed.
Two rldors emerged from the forest
Into tho road. Each carried a rlllo
and as they came Into tho half-light
of tho path's clearing ono throw his
plcco to his shoulder, alining at tho
rast disappearing rider.
"Don't shoot, you rool!" growled tho
other. "It may bo someono olso."
"What's tho dlftoronco?" snapped
tho man, with his cheek to tho gun
stock, hut he lowered tho weapon as
he spoke.
Aftor a brief conforonco thoy turnod
their horsos to rollow tho slnglo rider
at a leisurely pace.
At a late hour a hatless and be
draggled horseman guided a winded
mount as quietly as possible through
the muddy streets of a straggling Ar
kansas railroad vlllago. Thoro was
caution In his every movomont. When
lie reached a certain stablo door ho
opened It slowly to keep tho hinges
from complaining. Whon ho omorged
a row moments later, having cared
for his horso, ho was as roganUul or
the hinges. Ho tiptoed as noiselessly
as hoavy, water-soakod boots would
permit, ucrosB tho back porch or tho
house that occupied tho sumo lot with
tho barn. With tho samo caution ho
unlocked tho door and lot hlmsoir Into
tho house. Ho passed through tho
rooms, peering about intently, Beom-
Ingly to make suro that ho was tho
only person under that roor.
Completing his carorul Inspection,
ho set his lamp on a llttlo cupboard
washBtand in tho only bedroom thp
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The rustling or an evening newspa
per as It was rolded hastily and Uld
aside came trom tho head or the table.
Mr. Glggs turned hastily In his chair
and peered at Mrs. Glggs over his
glasses.
"What's that?" he asked sharply.
"I was saying," Mrs. Glggs answered,
as she poured the coffee, "I was say
Ins that those trees In the rront or
the house need pruning. They're just
too ragged for anything. Now to-morrow
you cnll "
"That's it. That's It. Call up a,
tree trimmer, eh? More expense, t
won't do It." Mr. Glggs' tone wail
splterul. '
"Hut John"
"Don't John mo, don't do It. Every
time you look at me It's moro expense.
Don't you know anything but the art
or spending money?"
Mrs. Glggs' answer was apologetic.
" just thought I'd mention It," she
seld.
"Yes," Mr. Glggs replied, "that's the
way you always do. Now ir those
trees must be pruned, I guess It'll have
to be done. But I'm not going to
spend $9.G8 Tor some wild-eyed freau
to jab at those trees with a hack saw
and then look wise as he takes the
money. K any Idiot's going to Tool
with those trees, I'll do it myself.
Got a saw?"
"Nothing but that rip saw you got
tho other night."
Nothing but a; say what do you
want, a whole carpenter shop? Now,
gimme that saw; I'm going to fix thoso
trees."
An admiring group of neighborhood
children gathered on tho front stops to
watch Mr. Glggs as he came from bo
hind the house, saw in hand. !
"Now." Mr. Glggs said, "the way to
trim a tree is to trim It. Guess I'll
climb the tree."
For about ten minutes Glggs was
busy with his pocket knife cutting off
s?nall twigs and branches. Then ho
decided that tho top of the tree needed
attention.
"Takes up too much sky," he yelled
to his wire rrom among the branches.
'I'll just climb up and top off that
top limb."
"O-o-h-h-h, John, do be careful."
"Huh." And the answer of Mr.
Glggs was sarcastic. "Any old time
father don't know what lies doing
well, just call the hearse."
From limb to limb he clambered un-
,1 finally he came within reach of tho
top branch.
"Hold below where you're sawing,'
Mrs. Glggs urged from tho porch, "If
you don't, you'll "
"Shut un." Glggs answered testily.
"Who's doing this, anyway?" Deeper
wont tho saw into the wood. Sudden
ly, there was a crackling. The limb
leaned far to one side and Mr. Glggs,
horticulturist, went with it. But he
didn't stop. Still clinging to tho saw
with one hand he went downward,
through tho branches of the tree, to
fall, saw and all, upon tho pavement.
Slowly ho picked himself up anu
limped to the house.
"Mrs. Glggs," he began painfully,
"Mrs. Glggs, I"
A femlnino shriek interrupted him.
"John McAnany Glggs, you've gono
and killed yourseir all because of
that mean, hateful, parsimonious old
nature of and just look at that tree.
Ruined. Every limb broken."
"Well, look at me." Glggs said plain
tively, as ho Inspected a bleeding
finger.
"Serves you right. That's just what
It does. Yes, sir, It serves well, Mr.
Glggs, I'll tend to tho spending of the,
money after this. Do you hear? Au
swer me do you hear?"
But Mr. Glggs was silent.
Tortured by 8harp Twinges, Shooting
Pains and Dizziness,
Hiram Center, 518 Soutji Oak
street, Lako City, Minn., says: "I
was so bad with kid
ney trouble that I
could not straighten
up after stooping
without sharp pains
shooting through my
back. I had dizzy
spells, was nervous
and my eyesight af
fected. The kidney
secretions were Ir
regular and too fre
quent. I was In a terrible condition,
but Doan's Kidney Pills have cured
me and I havo enjoyed perfect health
since."
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Southern Woman Suffered with Itch
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Babies Had Skin Troubles.
"My baby had a running sore on his
neck and nothing that I did for It took
effect until I used Cutlcura. My face
was nearly full of tetter or some sim
ilar skin disease. It would itch and
burn so that I could hardly stand It.
Two cakes of Cutlcura Soap and a box
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Lillie Wllcher, 770 Eleventh St., Chat
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But It Was All Right.
The poor but proud duke decided to
play a safe game, so Instead or beard
ing the dear girl's rather In his lair ha
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By return mall came the old man's
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doubtless the Hour in connection with
my dough and if my girl wants you 1
suppose I'll havo to give up."
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Strange Coincidence.
"Waiter!" called Jones, In such
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all looked up as he majestically sum
moned Robert. Long had Jones en
tertained his own opinions as to tho
economical practices of our restau
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hero, If you please. Do you soo that
button, waiter. In this cabinet pud
diner? That Is mine. I hid it yester
day in tho end of my roll In tho end
of mv roll, waiter."
And Jones' glance proudly gathered
In so to sneak tho admiration our
looks expressed at such a successful
exposuro of mean conduct. Hut uou
ort was equal to tho occasion, ror
foctlv unabashed, he replied:
"Yessir; very singular, indeed, sir.
To think, now, you should Just lmppon
to got that very button ngaln, aftor all
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