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“Most of us,” remarked one of the
travelers, after he was comfortably
settled ami the train was well out
from the yard limits, “still have
strong ties in the old East.’’
“It is true, indeed,” replied the
man 'sitting beside him. “1 Jove the
West. I n admire Its freshness and big
ness. its grain
fields, its many
diversified .inter
ests,, and the fact
that its possibil
ities for further
development are
still apparently
limitless. I, too.
am hound for the
o 1 d fireplace in
the city of my
birth, but I can
never expect the
old metropolis to
appeal to me . as
it once did. There
are too man y
high walls, too
narrow streets
and too little opportunity for gmmth
such as we know on the prairie lands,
to appeal to me. And the people are
not as frank and friendly qs they
ought to be.”
The other acquiesced.
Most persons who have lived in the
West any length of time feel this way.
The men were not patrons of the
Pullman though both were well-
dressed and appeared reasonably
prosperous.
“I wouldn’t miss the opportunity of
riding in a day coach at this time of I
the year and studying my fellow pass
engers,” ventured the first speaker.
Most every seat was occupied, and
there w’ere a number of babes and
children among the passengers.
Two seats before them sat an at
tractive young mother with a babe
Just able to walk. In spite of its. zig
zag journey and the lurching of the
train as it negotiated numerous
curves, the youngster persisted in
walking up and down the aisle, at
tracting a great deal of attention and
getting in tjie way of brakemen and
passengers who had to pass to and
fro. Across the aisle was a child of
about three, quite nrrtiable, but swing
ing in his small Tiands a half-eaten
banana with its golden envelope dang
ling about it, to the evident annoy
ance of an elderly semi-invalid and
her dignified daughter who sat
nearby.
But ti. holiday season was ap
proaching and no one was “crabby”
enough to. complain. Old maids and
confirmed bachelors, if there were any
in the car, either enjoyed the baby
or^ kept their thoughts to themselves.
Passengers moved about frequently,
as Is quite common on a long journey,
and some of the more restless ones
it is srfe to say, occupied nearly everj
Beat in the car before they reached
their journey’s end.
Near the' front of the car sat a
woman whose ofily eWld w’as a song
canary, and who divided her time
about equally between coaxing the
bird to “sing ’ for mother, pretty,”
asking the Negro hrakeman questions,
climbing up to get something from
her suit case, or changing about from
seat to seat. a
It was merely the restlessness of
the usual traveler, but the two men
werq Interested.
Between their eager observance of
this restlessness and their notation of
the almost limitless amount of fruit.
Ice cream cones and confections con
sumed. they wondered what would
come next.
But candy, and restlessness aud
travel have little noticeable effect. At
last the train was drawing into its
eastern terminal. As it crawled past
a multitude of switches everyone was
expectant. There was the usual
climbing or reaching for hand lug
gage In the upper ra?ks, the assem-
bll: g of hats and outer garments, and
a v neral effort to be ready to leave
l?:, train quickly. ^
The wheels stopped,
lirakeraen announced “All out!”
In less than a minute there was a
rush through the waiting room
and towards the taxi stand.
“Hello, there, I’ve been looking for
you,” cried a" man in a friendly voice,
ns he laid his hand on the stranger’s
shoulder and In-
“BLACK SHEER”
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qnired;
“You just came
in from the West
on that 5:15
train, did you
not?**
“I did.” he re
plied with a de
gree of wonder
ment.' “Why?”
“You left this
envelope In your
seat. It looks Im
portant. I won-
dered how I
would find you.”
“Cosh ! It Is
inytortant! There
could be no Christmas for the kid
dles without it. I don’t # know how
it got out of my hand bag—probably
when I removed my time table to
study It. Well, you’re a friend of
mine and the kiddies, I "am sure.”
“I heard you remark that eastern
ers were not friendly” said the new
arrival composedly. I’m a New York
City man, just colle In from a short
business trip. What’s your name?”
The two men withdrew* to a corner
and exchanged cards.
“Com# out with me,” said the new-
made * friend to the westemer-by-
adoption. “My car will be waiting
just around the corner' and I can
take you part way to your destina
tion.”
The offer was accepted. The men
became warm friends.
But the envelope? you ask. What
of the finding-of that big white en
velope. * .
It was that that made Christmas!
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CHAPTER XII
“I never saw a tramp yet that was
worth his breakfast,” snarled Grubbs,
the foreman of EHphalet Congdon’s
farm. “There’s some old hats in the
barn; shed them pies y’ got on yer
heads and try t’ look like honest men
anyhow.”
After supper Perky strolled away
in one direction; the Governor in an
other, and Archie, left to his own de
vices, fumed at this desertion.
An hour later, wandering idly about
the premises, he 'Stumbled into the
Governor.
“Mooning? Perky and I have -been
smoking our pipes off yonder in the
woods. He says' old EHphalet is more
and more delighted with his work. The
more he’s delighted the better the
sport for us.”
“I don’t see where the sport comes
said Archie testily. He resented
his exclusion from the conference with
Perky and said so.
“My dear boy, suspense is good for
the soul; I’m merely cultivating in you
the joy of surprise. The discipline of
waiting will sharpen your wits, which
is important, as I mean to honor you
with considerable responsibility and
leave you here when I depart, which
will be tonight as dewy eve spreads
her sparkling robe—”
“Leave me here! My God, man, I’m
;not going to be stranded in this wil
derness!”
“Patience, little brother, and not
quite so vociferous! This much I will
impart; tomorrow morning Perky will
whisper to EHphalet that the Govern
ment is wise to the gold piece trick
land that they are watched. Perky will
throw a scare into him and then he’H
advise him to beat it, and the old chap
i will throw his arms around Perky’s
neck and beg for protection. And
Perky, with a reputation for never de
serting a pal, will seize him firmly by
the hand and away they’ll go. Next, I
take the little girl into my care and
start for the camp. You, Archie, will
remain here to watch Mr. Putney
Congdon. The part I’m assigning you
flatters your intelligence. You are to
watch Putney Congdon and follow him
when he leaves.”
“Cut that rubbish apd listen to me,”
said Archie, his voice quavering with
anger; “you think I’m going to follow
him? What if he stays all summer!”
“He won’t,” the Governor answered.
“He’s going to follow that child of his
if it leads to kingdom come! If you
want to see your Isabel again, follow
Percy Congdon. You will of course be
a model of discretion, but—”
“Do you mean to say you’ll tell him
where you’re taking his child?”
“I shall not, of course, spoil the joy
Of the kidnapping by taking Putney
Congdon into my confidence, but after
the child’s well out of the way I shall
send him a wire telling him where his
duaghter may be found—a gentle hint,
but sifficient to taese his curiosity.”
“You’ll wire him where you’re head
ed for when you haven’t told me!”
“I’ll just whisper the address in
your ear and you’ll do well to remem
ber it. Heart o’ Dreams camp, Hud
dleston, Michigan; postoffice, Calder-
ville. Goodb-bye and God bless you!”
But the Governor’s blessing failed to
dispell the gloom that settled upon
Archie as he crept through the shed
where the laborers were housed and
found his cot.
The morning opened auspidously
with a raking from Grubbs, who, find
ing that the Governor had decamped,
most ungenerously held Archie respon-
* jsible for his departure.
i -“Look here, he asked suddenly, d’ye
know anything about horses?”
i “Oh, I’ve always been around hors-
!es,” said Archie. Guess I can handle
them all right.”
“Well, go to the barn and clean up
the pony, and clap on a boy’s saddle
you’ll find there; and there’s a soVrel
mare on the last stall on the left you
can take. The old man’s granddaugh
ter wants to ride. I gotta waste a
horse right now so a grown man can
; play with a kid! Guess all them Cong
don’s got something wrong with ’em!
The old man skipped this morning
without sayin’ whether he’d ever bg
back again—not only that, but he’s
took a scrub I was usin’ as handy man
on the place.
Archie set off stolidly for the barn.
His. appointment as groom for the
daughter of Putney Congdon was only
another ironic turn of fate. The child
came running into the barn lot follow
ed by the woman who had been a
party to her abduction, and danced
joyfully toward the pony. The woman,
after watching her for a moment or
two, was satisfied that the groom was
a master horseman and sat down oni
the grass by the gatq to read. a
Archie, in his anxiety to save the
child from mishap, had given little at
tention to the traffic on the road until
he awoke to the fact that tHe same
touring car had passed twice within a*
short period—and it flashed upon him
in a moment that this was either the
| Governor’s New York chauffeur or
some one who bore a striking resem
blance to him. The woman’s attention
was wholly relaxed and she scarcely,
glanced up as he passed her. There
could be no better opportunity for the
seizure, as the laborers were widely l
distributed over the farm.
t i
The gray-clad chauffeur passed
again—this time in a more powerful
car. He made no sign but Archie
caught a glimpse of the Governor bus-
i ily talking with a strange man. Con
vinced now that the Governor’s plans
were culminating and that the car was
making their circuits of the farm to
enable the occupants to get their bear
ings, Archie awaited ahxiously the
next appearance of the machine.
When at the end of a quaretr of an
hour it shot into view, Archie was at
the farthest point from the gate in
dicated by the woman as the range of
Edith’s exercise.
“That girth needs pulling up a
little; let’s dismount here,” said Ar
chie, drawing up under a trqe at the
roadside. The woman was deeply pre
occupied with her book and apparently
oblivious to the traffic on the road.
Archie pretended to be having trouble
with the saddle as he filled in the time
necessary for the car to reach him. It
passed the gate more rapidly than on
previous occasions, hut slowed down
at once and a familiar voice said:—
“Edith—Miss Edith Congdon,” said
the Governor, smiling, “your mother
wfcnts you very, very much and I’ve
come to take you to her. If you will
jump into the car you will see her
very soon. We must be in a hurry or
that woman will catch you. You need
not have a fear in the world. Will'you
trust me?”
The child hesitated a moment—then
glancing at the approaching woman
with a look of fear—jumped nimbly
into the machine..
(To be continued next week.)
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