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THE ADVERTISER. ubscrlptiou Prl c-12 Months, $1.00 Payabl In Adva ne. Katex for Advertising.?Ordinary Ad vertisements, per square, ono inser tion , $1.00; each subsequent insertion, 50 cents. Liberal reduction made for large Advertisements. W. W. Ball, Proprietor. LAU KENS, S. C.i June 22, 1904. The Colorado Strike. Ton years ago a great strike occurred in Chicago. Business was paralyzed and anarchy threatened. The strikers refused to allow trains to run and the general public, and the people of the whole country who cared little about the strike,were suffering Inconvenience and loss on account of it. The governor of Illinois fail-d to interfere and en force the peace and dignity of the law. Then one Grover Cleveland, president of these United Stttes, declared that, strike or no strike, the mails should be carried by the railways under contract to carry the mails and he sent federal troops to Chicago to make it good. In a few days the trains wore running, there was no more danger to lifo and property and the striko with its bloody rioting was over. In the stato of Colorado, the minors union has been in charge of affairs un til very lately and strike has followed strike until the mining properties have almost lost their value. The strikes succeeded solely becanse of Intimida tion of the non-union men and the un ion's prevention of work by them, As a general rule strikes that succeed do suoccod only through Intimidation of others who are not in sympathy with tho strike or the union. The union men persecute the "scabs" until the "scabs" (that Is tho name for those who do not choos j to surrender to the union) find life unendurable. Then they cease to bo "scabs" and join the union. In Colorado the people who do not belong to the unions finally resolved that they would submit to union dictation no longer. When a depot platform was blown up ten days ago by an infernal machine and 11 non-union or "scab" miners were slaughtered, the people and the governor of Colorado took a hand. Tho militia were called out and Toller county was pat under martial law, hundreds of union men were ar rested and some hundreds were placed on trains under guard and carried out of tii ? state. Tho people of Colorado have declared that the unions shall not exist In the mining district and they appear to be in earnest. Meanwhile, as is always the case in such circum stances, some unlawful things have been done by theopposers of unionism, by the people who are now "In the sad dle." The union minersaro thoroughly crushed and whipped and the day of dynamiting depot platforms is over for the present-at least. A singular incident of it all is that some of the unions of Chicago have ap pealed to President Roosevelt to send federal troops to Colorado to protect the union mineis. This Is the same Chicago and theso are probably the same un ons which in 1801 so bitterly condemned Mr. Cleveland for sending Federal troops to Chicago to protect the public and the public trains and mails from the tyranny of the unions. Federal interference then was usurpa tion, it was a violation of state's rights, it was the assumption of dictatorial powers, from the union and Altgeld viewpoint. Now the union ox is gored in Colorado and it would bo right and benovolent for the president to come to the ox's rescue. * A Pitiful Case. One of the most pitiful cases of the times is that of Harry Stillwell Ed wards of Macon.Ga. Edwards is a bril liant literary man. He is ono of the most successful story writers of the day. What he has written is full of Southern fervor and has breathed a spirit of love for his native State and section. However, Edwards needed money. Macon needed a postmaster. Edwards knew about as much con cerning politics and cared about as much as most prodigal and harum ?carinii literary men do. However, Ed wards became a Republican and post master at Macon at about the same mo ment. Now they have put upon him the task of seconding the nomination of Theodore Roosevelt in the coming Chicago Republican Convention. In other words, Edwards, this brilliant and popular Southern writer, must pay for his postmastership by exhibiting himself to the gaze of tho curious pub lic as a Southern renegade of respecta ble antecedents. To have become a renegade must havo been a high price for Edwards to pay. To force him to hold up and expose his humiliation is a refinement of cruelty on the part of tho Republican party. * COMFORTING WORJDST Many a Laurens House hold Will Find Them So. To have the pains of the back re moved; to be entirely free from annoy ing, dangerous urinary disorders is onough to make any kidney sufferer grateful. To tell how this change can e brought about will provo comfort ing to hundreds of Laurens readers. J. R. Sample, a farmer near Green wood, says: "I have used Doan's Kid ney Pills and can recommend them as a good remedy for the back and kid neys. 1 was troubled for a long time with my liver secretions which were full of sediment, very dark and of a strong odor and caused mo annoyance during the night. My baok has caused me great suffering especially at night, right across the small of it. A dull ach ing pain existed which oaused me to lay awake all hours of tho night, there by losing rest, greatly to my discom fort as well as to tho derangement of my general health. I tried all kinds of remedies, liniments, and plasters, but nothing gavo me any relief. See ing Doans* Kidney Pill? advertised in our papers I obtained them. Since us ing them according to directions, the secretions from the kidneys cleared up and the backache left me. I attribute this result entirely to Doan's Kidney Pills. . Plenty more proof liko this from Laurens people. Call at The Palmetto Drug Co. s store and ask what their customers report. For sale by all deal ers. Price 60 cents. Foster-Mllburn Co. Buffalo, N. Y., sole agents for the United States. Remember the name Doan's ? and take no substitute. Hopkins ?f Illinois. When the convention that nominated Palmer and Buokner in I81K) met in Indianapolis one of its conspicuous (not prominent) Hgure3 was a well groomed and rather oily looking in dividual named John P. Hopkins, then late mayor of Chicago. Hopkins was a noisy "sound money man," He brought to Indianapolis a gang of toughs In the guise of a "marchiog club." These toughs after a few 1 ours found themselves as a rule in the po lice stations, in no way did this John P. Hopkins create a specially favora ble impression. Li9t week the Illinois Democratic Convention mot In Springfield and en dorsed William it. Hearst for the Democratic nomination for president. Hopkins was the boss of the conven tion and was elected a delegate at largo. He is established now aB the head of the Chicago and Illinois Demo cratic machine, having utterly routed Carter Harrison. Hopkins is the brand of politician that wo are accustomed to in South Carolina. Of course Hupkins does not favor Hearst. Of courso Hopkins very well knows that Hearst moat nearly represents now what he declined to follow in 1890 and on account of which he bolted the party. To suggest that he does not know this would bo to set bim down a fool. However, In order to be boss In Illinois, in order to control the machine and p rbaps bo elected to the United States Senate some day, it 1? necessary for him to swallow Hearst ?so he swallows In this state our leading politicians arc In tho sam? boat with Hopkins ex cept that tho conditions are reversed. They are supporting for the presidency candidates most opposed to Rryanlsm ?the Bryanlsm which they acclaimed a few years ago. it is not popular to he a Bryan man now and our South Caro lina loaders mean to be popular at any cost. They will not be caught on the weak side?not they. They are for any thing that the people are for or think themselves for. It is eo easy for a polit ician to deceive the people. It seems to Tub Advertiser that the politi cians find it easier as the years roll by. There is no issue, no shade or phase of Democratic polit'cs from free silver, sub-treasury and socialism straight through to the gold standard that such politicians as B. R. Tillman and A. C. Latimer have not, expressly or sub stantially advocated within the past ten years. They are as good gold standard men as any one need wish now. * STARTLING EVIDENCE. Fresh testimony In great quantity is constantly coming in, declaring Dr. King's New Discovory for consumption, coughs and colds to bo uneqaled. A re cent expression from T. J. McFarland, Bentorville, Va., serves as example. He writes: "I had Bronchitis for three years and doctored all the time with out being benefitted. Then I began taking Dr. King's New Discovery, and a few bottles wholly cured me."Equally effective in curing all lung and throat troubles, consumption, pneumonia and I grip. Guaranteed by Laurens Drug Co. I and Palmetto Drug Co. Trial bottles free, regular sizes 50 cents and $1.00. OASTOniA. B**r?tl* /9 ^he ^ You Hi"e Always 1785 1 904 College of Charleston, CHARLESTON, S. C. Entrance examinations will be held I at the County Court House on Friday I July 8t :>, at 9 a. m. One scholarship giving :ree tuition is assigned to each I county of South Carolina. Board and furnished room in the Dormitory, $10 a month. All candidates for admission aro permitted to compote for vacant Boyco Scholarships which pay $100 a [year. For further information and catalogue, address HARRI80N RANDOLPH, President. LIVER TROUBLES "I find Thfdford*? BlacV-r>rauf<ht ? food raedlcino for lirer dtaeaae. It on rod my ton nftor he h?<l aprnt ? $100 with doctors. It in all the med icine I take."?MRS. CAROLINA MARTIN, Perkertburf, W. Va. If your livw does not act reg ularly go to your druggist and secure a package of Thedford's Black-Draught and take a dose tonight. This great family medioine frees tho constipated bowels, stirs up the torpid liver and causes a healthy secretion of bile. Thedford's Black - Draught will cleanse the bowels of hn puritie? and strengthen the kid neys. A torpid !ir;r invites colds, biliousness, chills and fever and all manner of sick nesi and contagion. Weak kid neys result in Bright's disease which claims as many victims as consumption. A 26-cept Eackage of Thedford's Black 'raught should always be kept in the house. "I need Thedford'e Blaok Draught for Dyer and kidney oom l?W*?lWpotblng to excel It."?WILLIAM O?FPMAH, Mai hlehead, 111. THEDFORD'3 BLACK DRAUGHT J. N. LEAK, Auctioneer, Otters his services to the peo ple of Laurens County. Dr. Chas. A. Ellett, DENTIST. Law Bange. N. B. Dial. A. O. Todd. DIAL & TODD, Attorneys and Coun sellors at Law. I Enterprise Bank; and Todd Office Build log* Laubkns, S. 0. i IS SKY PILOT ^ By COJVJVOH. Author of "The M?rt From Glengarry" "Glengarry School D?y?" an4 'Dlack Rock" T - ? Uorrlfkt, 1899. k> IlLMINO H. WVU1 COMPANY CHAPTER XIII. TI'K CANYON FLOWERS. HIE Pilot's Qrst visit to Cwon lwtil boon a trluiupb. Itut none knew bettor than bo that tlx* fight was still to come, for deep in dwon's heart wore thoughts whose pain made her forgot all other. "Was It God let 1U0 fall?" sln> asked abruptly one day, and the Pilot knew the fight was ,?n. but lie only answered, looking fearlessly Into her eyes: "Yes, Owen, dcttr." "Why did ho li t mo fall?" And her voice was very deliberate. "1 don't know, dwell, dour," said the Pilot steadily, "lie knows." "And docs he know I <-imII never rid'* again? Does ho know bow long tho days :irc mid Ihn night when I can't sleep? Hoes ho know?" "Yes, d wen, * dear," said tho Pilot, und the tears were si.Hiding in his eyes, though his volco was still stoady enough. "Are you sure ho knows?" The voice was painfully intense. "Listen to me, dwen," began the Pilot in groat distress, but she cut him short. "Al'C you (jultc sure he knows? An swer me!" she cried with her old lin perlousncss. "Yes. (iwen, ho knows all about you." "Then what do you think of him, just because he's hi*: and strong, treating a little i.'irl that way?" Then she added viciously: "I hate him! 1 don't care: I hate him!" Put the Pilot did not wince. I won dered how ho would solve that problem that was puzzling not only Owen but her father and the nuke and all of us - the why of human pain. "dwell," said the Pilot, as if changing the subject, "did It hurt to put on the plaster Jacket V "You Just bet!" said Gwen, lapsing In her English, ns the Duke was not present. "It was worse than anything ?awful! They bail to straighten jno out. you know." And she shuddered ut tho memory of that pain. "What n pity your father or the Duke was not here!" said the Pilot earnestly. "Why. they were both here!" "What a erii"l shame!"' burst out the Pilot. "Don't they care for you any more?" "Of course they do," said Owen indig nantly. "Why didn't they stop tho doctors from hurting you so cruelly?" "Why, they let the doctors. It Is go ing to help mo to sit up and perhaps to walk about a little," answered Gwen, With blue gray oyes open wide. "Oh," said the Pilot. "It was very mean to stand by anil set; you burl like that." 'Why, you silly," replied Gwen im patiently, "they want my back to get struigbt and strong." 'Oh, then they didn't do it Just for fun or for nothing?" said the Pilot in nocently. Gwen gazed at him in amazed and speechless wrath, and he went on: "I mean they love you though they lot you be hurt, or, rather, they let the doctors hurt you because they loved you and wanted to make you beater." Gwen kept her oyos tlxod with curi ous earnestness upon his fflCO till the Ucht bcvaii to dawn. "I?o you mean." she began slowly, "that though God let me fall be loves The pilot nodded. He could not trust his voice. "I wonder if that can be true," she said, as if to herself, and soon wo said good by and came away?the Pilot limp and voiceless, but 1 triumphant, for I began to see a little light for Owen. Hut the fight was by no means over. Indeed It was hardly well begun. For when the autumn came, with Its misty, purple days, most glorious of all days In the cattle country, the old restless ness came back and the fierce refusal of her lot. Then came the day of tho round up. Wbj- should she have to stay while nil went nftor the cattle? Tho Duke would have remained, but she Impatiently sent him away. She was weary and heart sick, and. worst of all, she began to feel that most terrible of burdens, the burden of her life to oth ers. I was much relieved when the Pilot came In fresh and bright waving a bunch of wild flowers In bis hand. "I thought they were nil gonol" ho cried. "Whore do you think I found them? Hlgbt down by the big elm root." And, though he saw by the set tled gloom of nor faee thar the storm was coming, ho went bravely on pictur ing the canyon In nil the splendor of its autumn dress. Put the spell would not work. Her heart was out on the slop ing hills, where the cattle wen? bunch ing and crowding with tossing heads and rattling horns, and It was in a voice very bitter and Impntlont that she cried: "Oh, I nin sick of all this! I wapt*o ride! I want to s.'o the cattle nptl the men nnd and and nil the things out side." The Pilot was cowboy enough to know the longing that tugged at her henrt for one wild race after the calvea or steers, but he could only sayt "Walt, Owen. Try to l>e patient." "I nm patient; nt least I hnvo beep pntlent for two wdiolo months, nnd Ira no use. and I don't believe Ood cares one bit!" "Yes, he does, Gwen, more thnu any Sf us," replied the Pilot earnestly. "No, he does not care," sho answered with angry emphasis, nnd tho Pilot made no reply. "Perhaps," she went on hesitatingly, ''he's nngry because I said I didn't care for him, you remember) That was very wicked. Hut don't you think I'm punished nearly enough now? You mnde me very nngry, and I didn't real ly moan It." Poor Owen! God had grown to be very real to her during those weeks of pnln, and very terrible. The Pilot look ed down a moment into the blue gray eyes, grown so big and so pitiful, nnd, hurriedly dropping on his knees besldo the bed, he said hi n very unsteady VOlcn; "Oh, Gwen, Gwen, bo's not like that! Don't you remember how Jesus was with the poor sick people? That's what he's like." "Could .loans make nie well?" "Yes, Gwen." "Then why doesn't he?" she asked, nnd there was no impatience now, but only trembling anxiety as she went on In a timid voice: "I nsked him to. over and over, and said I would wait two months, nnd now it's more than three. Are yon quite sure he hears now?" Phe raised herself on her elbow and gazed searehlngly into the Pilot's face. T was glad It wns not Into m!:;o. As she Uttered the words, "Are you quite sure?" one felt that thing*wore In the balance. I could not help locking at the Pilot wiih intense anxiety. What would he answer? The Pilot gased out of the window upon the hills for a few momenta? how long the silence seem ed '.?then, turning, looked Into the eye? tbnl searched his so steadily nnd an swered simply: "Yea, Owen, I ani quite sure!" Then, with quick Inspiration, lie got her mother's Bible and said, "Now, Owen, try to see H an I read." But lx?fore be rend, with the true artist's Instinct he created the proper atmosphere. By a few vivid words he made us fool tl?e pathetic loneliness of the Man of Sor rows In his last sad days. Then he read that masterpiece of all tragic pic turing, the story of Gethsemane. And as ho read we saw It all?the garden and the trees und the sorrow stricken Man alone with his mysterious agony. Wo hoard the prayer so pathetically submissive, and then, for answer, the rabble and the traitor. Gweu was far too quick to need ex planation, and the Pilot only said. "You see, Gwen. God gave nothing but the best to Iiis own Son only the host." "The best? They took him away, didn't they?" Sho knew the story well. "Yes. but Iiston." Ho turned tbo leaves rapidly and read: "'We aeo Jesus for the suffering of death crown ed with glory and honor.' That Is how he got his kingdom." Gwen listened silent, hut unconvinced, nnd then said slowly: "But how can this ho best for me? I am no use to any one. It can't bo beat to Just He here and mako them all wait on me, and?and?I did want to help daddy- nnd?oh- I know fh?y will get tired of me! They are getting tired al ready. I--I--ean't help l>elng hateful." She was by this time sohblng as I had never heard her before?deep, pas sionate nobs. Then again the Pilot bad an Inspiration. "Now, Gwen." he said severely, "you know we're not as mean ns that, and that yon are just talking nonsonee, ev ery word. Now I'm going to smooth out your red hair and tell you a story." "It's not red." she cried, between her sobs. This was her soro point. "It Is red, ns red ns can bei a beau tiful, shining purple red," said the*llot emphatically, boglnn?ig to brush. "Purple:" cried Gwon ecomfnlly. "Yes, I've seen It In the sun, purple. Haven't you?" said the Pilot, appealing to me. "And my story Is nbout-.tno can yon, our canyon, your canyon, down there." "Is It true?" asked Gwen, already soothed by the cool, qulok moving hands. "True? It's as true as?an"?he glanced around the room?"as the 'Pil grim's Progress.' " This was satisfac tory, and the story went on. "At first there were no canyons, but only the broad, open prairie. Ono day the master of the prairie, walking o\lt over his great lawns, whore were only grasses, asked the pralrlo, 'Where aro your flowers?' and the pralrlo said. 'Master. I have no seeds.' Then he spoke to the birds, and they carried seeds of every kind of (lower nnd strewed them far and wide, and soon the pralrlo bloomed with crocuses and roses nnd buffalo beans nnd the yellow crowfoot apd the wild sunflow ers nnd the red lilies nil the summer long. "Then the master came und was- well Eleased, but he missed the flowers be ived best of all, and ho said to the pralrlo, 'Where aro the clematis and the columbine, the "sweet violets and Wind tlowers, and all the ferns and flowering shrubs?' And again he spoke to the-birds, and again they carried ul! the seeds and strewed them far and wide. But, again, when the master came, he could not find the llowers he loved best of all. and he said, 'Where are those, my sweetest llowers?' and the prairie cried sorrowfully, 'Oh, mas ter, I cannot keep the llowors, for the winds sweop fiercely and the sun bents upon my breast, nnd they wlthor up and fly away.' "Then the master spoke to the light ning, and with ono swift blow the lightning eleft the prairie to the heart. And tho prairie rocked and groaned In agony, and for many a day moaned bit terly over its black, jagged, gaplnjr. wound. But the Littlo Swan poured its waters through the cleft and car rind down dee)) black mold, and once more the birds carried eeede and strewed them In the canyon. And aft er a long time the rough rooks wens decked out with soft mosses und trail ing vines, nnd all the nooks were hung with clematis and columbine, and great elms lifted Ihelr huge tops high up Into the sunlight, nnd down about their feet clustered tho low cellars and balsams, and everywbere the violets and wind flowers and maiden balr grew and bloomed, till the canyon became the master's place for rest and peace and Joy." The (pialnt tale was ended, and Gwen lay quiet for some moments, then said gently: "Yes. The canyon flowers are much tho best, 'fell mo what it means." Then the Pilot read to bor: "The fruits- I'll rend ?flowers'?of the Bplrlt are love, Joy, peace, long suffering, gen tleness, goodness, faith, meekness, self control, nnd some of these grow only in the canyon." "Which are the canyon flowers?" ask ed Gwen softly, and the Pilot nnswewtj: "Gentleness, meekness, self control; but, though the others?love, Joy, peace ?bloom In the open, yet never with so rich a bloom and so sweet a perfume as in the canyon." For a long time Gwen lay quite ytill, and then said wistfully, while her Hp trembled: "There are no flowers In my canyon, but only ragged rocks.n "Pome day they will bloom, Owen, dear. lie will find them, and we, too, shall seo them." Then ho said goodby nnd took me nway. lie had done bis work that day. Wo rodo through tho big gate, down the sloping hill, past the smiling, twin kling little lake nnd down again out of tho broad sunshine Into the shadows and soft lights of the canyon. As we followed tho trail thai wound among the elms and cedars the very air was full of gentle stillness, and as we moved wo seemed to feel the touch of loving hands that lingered while they left us, and every flower and tree and vine and shrub nnd the soft mosses and tho deep bedded forns whispered as wo passed of love and penco and Joy. To the Duke It was all a wonder, for as the days shortened outside they brightened Inside, anil every day and more and more Gwen's room became the brightest spot In nil tho house, nnd when ho asked tho Pilot. "Whnt did you do to tho little princess, and what's all this about tho canyon nnd Its flow ers?" tho Pilot said, looking wistfully Into the DUke'S eyes, "The fruits of the Spirit are love, peace, long suffer ing, gentleness, goodness, faith, meek ness,, self control, and some of these flje foujid only in tho canyon." Aqd tho Duke, standing tip straWl band; some and strong, looked back at the Pilot and -Mid. putting out hla hejid; "Do von know, I bettor* yotfr* rigid." ' "Yes. I'm quite sure," ana fraud thfl Pilot simply. Then, holding imc i?&Ltfv baud as long ns nno man dare bold1 another's, ho added, "When you coco* to your canyon, remember." "When I comet" sold the Daks* sod a quick spasm of pain passed over hto handsome face. "Clod holy me, Ifs not too far away now." Then he smiled again his old, sweet smile, and said: "Tea, you nre all right; foe of all the djpwers I hnvo seen none Is fairer Of sweeter than those that are waring In Qwen'fl canyon." CHAPTER XIV. 111!.I.'8 BX.T7VP. |HE Pilot had sot bis heart up on the building of a church In the flwnn Creek dtatrkt.1 partly because he was human and wished to set a mark of re mem brauce ui>on the country, but more be cause he held the sensible opinion that a congregation, as a man, must have a home if ft Is to stay. All through the suinmor he.kept set ting Oils as nn object at once desirable and possible to achieve. But few were found to agree with him. Little Mrs. Mulr was of the few, but she was not to bo despised, but her Influence was neutralised by the solid immobility of her husband. He had never done anything sudden 4n his life. Every resolve was the result of a long process of mind, ana every set of Importance had to bo previewed from all possible points; an honest man. strongly religious and a great admirer of tho Pilot, but slow moving as a glacier, although with plenty of Are in Ulm deep down. "He's sooud nt the balrt, ma man' Robbie," bis wtfo said to the Pilot,' who was fuming and fretting at tge blocking of bis plans, "but he'B terrible dolecberato. Bide yo a btt, laddie. He'll come tae." "But meantime tho summer's going nud nothing will b? done," was the Pilot's distressed and Impatient answer. Bo a meeting was called to discuss the question of building a church, .with' the result that the dve men and three' women present decided that for tbe present nothing could be dornt This was really Robbie's opinion, though bt *fused to do or say anything but grunt, ?s the Pilot said to me afterward In a rage, it is true Williams, the store keeper Just come from "across the line," did nil the talking, but no one paid much attention to his fluent fatu ities except as they represented the un expressed mind of the dour, exasperat ing little Scotchman, who sat slk*nt but for an "aye" now and then, ro ex pressive and conclusive that every one know what he meant and that the dls >nssion was at an end. The school bouse was quite sufficient for the pren ent. The people wore too few and too prior, and they were getting on well nndcr the leadership of their present minister. These were the arguments which Hobble's "aye" stamped as quite unanswerable.. It was a sore blow to tlie Pilot, who had set bis heart upon a church, and neither Mrs. Midi's ' hoots" at her hus band's slowness nor her promises that she "wnd mak him hear it" could bring otnfort or relieve bis gloom. In this state of mind ho rode up with mo to pny our weekly visit to tbe little frlrl shut up In her lonely house among the hills. It had become the Pilot's custom dur ing those weeks to turn for cheer to that little room, nud seldom was he disappointed. She was so bright, so brave, so cheery and so full of fun thot gloom faded from Tier presence an mist before the sun and Impatience was shamed into content. Owen's bright face- It was almost al ways bright now?and her bright wel come did something for tho Pilot, hot the feeling of failure was upon him, and failure to his enthusiastic nature wns worse than pnln. Not that he con fessed either to failure or gloom| he wns far too true n man for that, hot Owen felt his depression In spite of aQ 61? brave attempts nt brightness, and Insisted that be was ill, appealing to me. ?Oh, it's only his church," I eaki, jp*o ceedlng to give her an account of Bob ble Mull's silent, solid Inertness end how he had Mocked the Pilot's scheme. "What n shame!" cried Owen India nnntly. "What a bad man he must be!" Tbe Pilot smiled. "No. indeed," he answered. "Why, he's the best man In the place, but I wish ho would say or do something. If he would only get mail and swear I think I should feel happier." Owen looked quite mystified. "You see, be sits there In solemn al ienee looking so tremendously wise that most men feel foolish If they speak, while as for doing nnytblng the Idea appears preposterous In the face of bis lnunovableness." "I can't boar him!" cried fJwen. "I should like to stick a pin In him." "I wish some one would," answered tho Pilot. "It would make him aeoni more human if he could be msde to Jump." "Try again," snld Owen, "and get some one to make him jump." "It would be ensicr to build the Church," said the Pilot gloomily. "I could make him Jump," said Owen viciously, "and I will," she added after n pause. "Yon!" answered the Pilot, opening his <?yes. "How?" ?'I'll IInd some way," she replied reso lutely. And no she did, for when the next meeting was called to consult as to the building of n church, the congrega tion, chletly of farmers and their wives, with Williams, the storekeeper, were greatly surprised to ses Bronco Pill, III and half a dozen ranchers and cowboys walk in at intervals and sol emnly seat themselves. Hobble looked at them wjth surprise and a little sus picion. In church matters bo bad AO dealings with the Samaritans from the bills, and while, lu their unregenerate condition, they might 1>e regarded as suitable objects of missionary effort, as to their having any part In the direc tion, much less control, of the church policy- from stub a notion Hobble was delivered by bis loyal adherence to tbe Scriptural Injunction that he should not cast pearls before swine. Tho Pilot, though nurprlsed to see Hill and the cattle men, wns none the less delighted and faced the meeting With more confidence. He slated the question for discussion: Should a church building be erected this summer lu Swnil Greek? and he put his case well. Then followed dread, solemn silence. Hobble was content to wait till the ef fect of Ihc speech should he dissipated In smaller talk. Then ho gravely said: "The kirk wad bo n gran' thing, nae (loot, im" tin y wad a' dootlcfis"?with a ?tispli Ions glance toward Hill?"rejoice In lt:? erection, Hut wo maun be cau tious, an' I wnd like to Inquire boo much money n kirk cud be built for an' v. haiir the money wad come freer** The i Hoi was ready with his answer. ?be cost would be $1,200. The church butldJng- fund would contribute $2???. the people would give $3<X> In lal>or and tbe remaining $700 ho thought I Wold bo raised In the district In two years' time. "Aye," aald Robbie, nud the tone and manner were sufficient to drench any enthusiasm with tho chilliest of water. Bo much was thl? tho ens.? that the chairman, Williams, seemed quite Jus tified In saying: I "It Is quite evident that the opinion [ of the meeting is adverse to any at tempt to load the community with a debt of $1,000." nnd he proceeded with a very complete statement of tho many and various objections to any attempt St building a church thlB year. The people were very few, they were dis persed over a large nr^n. thpy were not Interested sufficiently, they were ell spending money and inaklug little In return; he supposed therefore that the mooting might adjourn. Robbie sot silent and expressionless In spite of his little wife's anxious whispers and nudges. The Pilot looked the picture of woe and was on the point Of bursting forth when the meeting WSS sturtled by Hill. "Say. boys! They hain't much stuck ?O their shop, heb?" The low. drawling Yolcc was perfectly distinct and arrest ing. "Halu't got no use for It siremlngly," Was tho answer from the dark corner. "CHd Hcotchte takes his religion out In prayln', I guess," drawled In BUI, "but wrmte to sponge for his plant." TTMb reference to Bobble's proposal |? ?ee the school moved tho youngsters to tittering and .made the little Scotch* man equinn, for he prided himself ?poo bis Independence. "There ain't $700 In tho hull blanked outfit" This was a stn tiger's voice, and again Robbie squirmed, for he rather prided himself also on his abil ity to pay bis way. "No good!" said another emphatic votce. *'A blanked lot of psalm singing snipes!" "Ordor, order!" cried tho chairman. "Old Windbag there don't see nny ahem- for swlptn' the collection with Bcotchlo round." said III. with a fol lowing ripple of quiet laughter, for Wlllmms' reputation was none too se en re. Robbie was In a most uncomfortnb'.u state of mind. Sj> unusually stlrrod was ho that for the lirst lime 111 his history lro made a motion. "I move we adjourn. Mr. Chairman." be said In n voice which actually vi brated with emotion. "Different here! Kb, boys?" drawled B1I1. "You t>et!" said III. lu huge delight. 'The mee'tln' ain't out yIt." "Ye can bide till mor-r-nln'," said Bobble angrily. "Ahn gnen name," be ginning to put on his coat. "Seems as If he orter give the pass word," drawled Bill. "Right you are, pardner," said Hi. springing to the door and waiting In de lighted expectation for bis friend's lend. Robbie looked at the door, then at bla wife, hesitated a moment, I h?vo no doubt wishing her home. Then Bill stood up nnd began to speak. ??Mr. Chairman, I hain't been called OQ for any remarks"? "Go on!" yelled his friends from tho dark corner. "Hear, hear'." ?"an* I didn't feel as If this war hardly my game, though the Pilot ain't moan about lnvltln' a feller on Sunday afternoons. But them as runs the shop don't seem to want us fellers round too much.'' Robbie was gazing keenly at Bill, nnd here shook his head, muttering angrily: "Hoots, nonsense! Yo're welcome eneuch." "But," wont on BUI slowly, "I guess I've been on the wrong track. I've been a-cherluhln* the opinion" [ "Hear, hear!" yelled his admirers], "chcrlshln' the opinion," repeated BUI, "that these fellers," pointing to Hobble, "was stuck on religion, which I ain't much my self, and reely consnrned about the blocking of the devil, which the Pilot says can't be did without a regular gospel factory. Of course, It ain't any blznis of mine, but If us fellers was reely not mi nnythln' condoocln'," ["Hoar, hear!" yelled III In ecstasy], "condoocln'," repeated Bill slowly and with relish, "to the good of the Order" (Bill was a brotherhood man?, "1 b'Hcve I know whar $500 mebbo cud per'aps be got." "You bet your sox," yelled the strange voice In chorus, with other shouts of- approval. "Of course, I ain't no bettin' man," went on Bill Insinuatingly, "as n regu lar thing, but I'd gamble a few jlst here on this pint; if the boys was stuck on nnythln' cost In' about $700, it seems to me likely they'd git it in about two days, per'aps." Here Robbie grunted out an "aye" of such fullness of contemptuous unbe lief that Bill paused, and. looking over Robbie's bend, he drawled out, even more slowly and mildly: "I ain't much given to bettln', as I re marked before, but if a man shakes money at me on that proposition I'd ac commodate him to a limited extent." ["Hear, hear! Bully boy:" yelled III again from the door.) "Not belli' too bold, I cherish the opinion" [again yells of approval from the corner 1 "that even for this here gospel plant, seein' the Pilot's rather sot on to it. I b'lleve the l>oys could And $500 inside of a month, If perhaps these fellers cud wiggle the rest out of their pants." Then Robbie was in great wrath, and, stung by the taunting, drawling voice beyond all self command, he broke out suddenly: "Ye'll no can mnk that gnid. I doot." "D'ye mean I ain't prepared to hack It up?" "Aye," aaid Robblo grimly. "Tnln't likely I'll be called on. I guess $500 Is safe enough," drawled Bill, cunningly drawing him on. Then Robbie bit. "Oo uye!" Bald he in a voice of quiet contempt. "The twn hunner wull be here and 'twuh wait ye long enouch, I'se warrant ye." Tbeu Bill nailed him. "I hain't got my card case on my per son," he said with a slight grin. "Left It on the planner," suggested HI, who was In a state of great hilarity pt Bill's success |u drawing tho Soottlo. "But," RHI proceeded, recovering himself and with Increasing suavity, "if some gentleman would mark down tbe date of the nlronnac I cherish the opinion" [cheers from the corner] "that in one month from today there will be $500 look In* round for $200 on thut there desk, mebbe, or p'raps you would Incline to two fifty," he drawled In his most winning tone to Robbie, who was growing more Impatient every moment. "Nen matter tae me. Ye're hnveruV like a daft loon, ony way." ?'You will make a memento of this ?light transaction, boys, and per'aps the schoolmaster will write It down," said Bill. It was nil carefully token down, and amid much enthusiastic confusion the ranchers and their gang carried BIB off to old Latour's, whlk Robbie, in deep wrath but In dour silence, went sat through the dark, with his little Ufr lfiU87h>&|om? ?*cef befcte$ his, '. :..rt His Chief grievance, however, was against the chairman for "nllootn* sic a disorderly puck o" loons tue disturb resp?vtnMe fowky for ho could not I hide the foot that he bnd boon toads to break through his accustomed de fense lim.' of immovable silence. lint when he understood, some days later, that Bill was faking stops to back tip his offer and hail boon heard to de clare that "he'd make them pious docks take water if he bad to put up a year's: pay." 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