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! The t i L-. ; \; ; T ft Copyright. 1903, b ;; 1 "' Hundreds of thoughts hashed throui ^ George Buckley's brain. There wi i~ Indeed, n large amount of money the safe, and thousands of dollars i it belonged to poor people who hi p*%. brought it to him and Hillyer in abs ? ' . lute faith as to its security. Could 1 |jg gire up their money to aave- his o^ g life, and? hL "Another quarter," said the leader K the men. "I'll count six, and ef 1 bk,don't move when I say six, pull dov IF'together, Llstenl That's the 12 o'clo< !?' '/train. Fire Jest as it's passln', boy We. won't take no rcsk on the sour W. tietfchln' outside." P* Oeeirgo heard the coming train. T1 rumble of it was felt in the walls ? fr the building. The mountaineer wt t measuring its approach by countir riy: "une?two?three? four"? *ut down your guns," said Qeorf kley. "No man can expect nnoth< lacrlflce bis life for a little morie; done the best I can. Put dow r guns." ["hat's the talk, young feller. Yo no fool. For-a minute you tuc thing so durn cool I thought yo i goln' to commit suicide. But kee covered, boys. We don't take n aces on him, nur no other chap."-' fou needn't be afraid," said George i a cold, hard smile. "You fellow imply too much for me. They sa; V man has his. price; I reckoi '11 give me part of- the money, it to leavo the country. They wll soy I was concerned In it?becaus* ny father. Is that understood?I'h jet part?" fes, that's understood," said tin ler eagerly. "Boys, we'll have t< ide with '1m?he's the right sort." be train rattled by. George left bli >1 and went to the safe. With i i/l 1,1? - #icouieu iiK? umi or a dene ^^Ann'S In the lamplight, he twirled th< raBmblnation bolt back and forth; thei ?|? suddenly turned to them, passing wearily over his brow. |$j?Look here," he said. "I'll have to pyBfess that you've rattled me. I tbe Iock and the letters ^flMfche combination have slipped my ?? "Ah!" snarled tiie man addressed. S^Tou can't come that on us. lloys, he's ||wyln' to gain time. He thinks we f|??yn't git In the safe. Sock It to the"? ?m"?old on!" Gof)r??e held up his hand. I can tigurc out the jKontblnatlon In a few minutes If you'll fHnly take "those blasted guns off me |Hnd stnnd back. I'm not made of f^Btono. :.lIow .can a man get his mind Hbn a tiling like that while you are ttHolnting revolvers at him. Leave mo ^Hone a minute. I'm with you, but give Ijflne a minute.to collect myself?to think The leader laughed. "Boys," he said, Ahe's scared: a sight wuss 'n he looks. f^That's a compliment to us. Stand out IMde the office. I'll stay with 'lm; but ef you hear the slightest noise run in." LThe two men did as ordered, and George sank- .into a chair at Hlllyer'e d$sk. He drew a blank sheet of papej to him and dipped a pen. "Now git to work," said the leader approaching and looking over his shoul der. George glared upC 'V "Not un less you keep away ir^^i me. Gei back," he dematided sharply, "or I'l tbror- it up." "V be 80 tetchy," an< the I etreated to the door, wlier he 616*4; failing against the wall George hob gained Unde the pretense of trying to recall th Combination be hod gained time to something he had In view. He wa going to write a note to Hlllyer an cautiously slip It into the old man's'daj book on the desk. This 1m what h hastily penned and addressed to Hll Three unknown men have me covert with revolvers to force me to open guf They think I am now studying out con blnatlon. Escape Impossible. I know yc Would rather have me give In, but eon't. The world believes the son of thief will steal, and ft would say I wi party to the crime. I'm tired of tl struurle anyway. I never would ha' I committed suicide, but am not averse this chance to prove I despise dishonest I tV) this one thing tor me: Tell I* C. 1 .died hoping It would show that I am i honest man. I don't believe these m< ten possibly get Into the safe, and 1 refusing them the combination I can sa your money and the money deposited 1 many poor people who need It. Tell h the only horror I have In facing tl thing tonight la In leaving her to becoi that man's wife. Qod knows he cann take care of her or make her happy, digedvered In Atlanta that he Is a ban ntpt. Tell her that? "Say, are you goln' to take all night cried the man at the door. George deftly slid the unfinished I tor Into the book jn the desk and dr< another sheet of paper to him. Tl j~ sheet he held before his eyes as studying It as he turned to the speak B? "I say, are you goin' to set tlmr HB night?" repeated the burglar testily. iga George tore the sheet Into small to |R and threw them on the lloor. "I ||j I been thinking It over," he said. "Ton m r* the upper hand of me, but"stood up and leaned on the back of m cb?lr, grasping It flrnily. "I'm go* B to refuse." H "Refuser "Yes, I'm going to refuse." Geori ;fB Angers dosed on the potto of the ch prongi> of steel, and, swinglnt By WILL N. HARBEN, Author of "Abner Dan* tel." "The | . Land of the ff??A tV. L & North Walk Mystery," Etc. y HARPER <Q BROTHERS gli upward, lie sprang toward the man on is, guard. But he was not quick enough. In With a grunt of alarm the burglar fired of directly at his breast. George had seen id his peril and tried to dodge, but the 10- shot struck him in the forehead, and he [10 reeled, tottered against the wall and m fell. The others rushed in and would have fired again at the prostrate form, of but their lender stopped them with a ! J t M n ? _J t J 77ic ?7iot struck lilm in the forehead. (1 I . ? motion of his hand. Kneeling, be put i his band in tbe vicinity of Buckley's ^ benrt. "Tliat will do," be said grimly. "He's done for. Now, jjit yore tools and set 11 1 to work. We can't afford to miss on tbis Job now." 1 "I reckon not," said tbe man called J' Bill, and be hurried out into the darkness of the warehouse. While bo was ^ creeping about over the rough, grain 8* strewn flpor with massive, crunching 111 tread tbe remaining two stood facing cauu oilier, tneir races paling under the ni ? - on "lie fetched It on hisse'f," said the w uinn with the smoking revolver. "He It didn't Intend to give up the combina- h< tlon. He was playln' us to ghin time hi nn' done It well. I'll say that for Mm." ni lie Htonncd to the office door and P' Called out, "What In thunder arc you G dolu' back thnr?" hi a smothered oath was all that came t to hiui and the jangling clatter of a tl pair of iron tloor scales, against which w the searcher for the tools had stum- s< bled. Suddenly rapid footsteps sound- tl ed on the sidewalk near the,front door, o' and a band was laid on the latch. e< ^ "George! George Buckley! What's 1 the matter in there? Killing rats, old man?" It was Itob Hanks' voice. D It was the signal for lliglit. The man ' who "had gone for the tools could be g heard unbarring the door in the rear. ^ The two in the office tiptoed out into n the warehouse, and then, seeing the p ^ door open, panic seized them, and they c ' ran for their lives. Bob Hanks heard ^ them. nnd. having lin<\ no reply to his t * question, he suspected foul play and j< 0 darted at once round the warehouse e ' toward the back end. He was Just in t r time to see three figures running at t 0 the top of their Hpeed down the rail- t r way. He pulled his rcvolyer^aiid fired j ? p.n Ineffectual shot after ;tb6m. With the weapon in his hand he'entered the ; ' open door nnd groped toward the light * In the office, calling loudly for Buck- ] '- ? - - -a? ley. Keucmug me ouili-, uu iuuuu George stretched upon the floor. Turnip ing hlui over, he snw the wound In hi? jl head and hastily felt his heart. iu "My Lord, they'vo killed 'lm!" he 1 gasped. Hastening to the front door, ^ he opened it and ran out. In the half 10 moonlight down the street he saw a ** man standing motionless. y? "What's the matter over thar?" the i man called out. "Shootln* at somein body, Mr. Buckley?" ?n "Buckley's been shot!" Bob answerva ed. "Run for a doctor, quick!" by "My God!" the man exclaimed. "I'll be as quick as I can. Dr. Jobe's at jj* home." ,ot When the physician came ten mlnI utes later Bob met blm at the door. "1 lk" thought he was dead Just now," h? said, "but he's still breathing." "Hold the lamp for me," said the doctor as he bent over the wounded man, and as Bob obeyed be quickly *7* made an examination of the wound. 1|" The firm pressure of his fingers seemed to revive Buckley somewhat, for be groaned and began to struggle. "Is this all the wound he has?" Dr. Jobe asked. ;,t- "I think so," said Honks. "I heard only one shot" "Are you sure of that?" ' "Yes, I am. I was on the far cornet "* of the vacant lot going home. I'm pretty sure only one was fired." The doctor made another examine, tlou. re s "iH it bad?' asked Bob anxiously. lftV[ "Can't toll yet," daid the doctor, "bu? ( 11 I think be has a good chance, to pull 0 9 ?m? ZMzmmmmm? ^DR. I. lv vDEN Crown and Bridge' r*7 w?V (\ SjV**r? ft *t.V through. He's bndly stunned, but don't think there's ally fracture of th skull. We must move him up to Hill yer's. This Is no place to nurse a mai as bad olT as he Is." CHAPTER XXX. [s^r^inE next morning half the vil I 3 1 lage dropped in to see when I | I George Buckley had fallen. Nc ' 1 one was able to say exactly how the thing had happened. The doc tor, while reporting that George was practically out of danger, had forbidden any one to question the young man, and all sorts of speculations and rumors were in the air. It was not until late In the afternoon that even Illllyer lind a full explanation, for It was not till then that ho ran across the letter George had written. Several old men were In the office at the time. Hanks wns there, and Bascom Trultt, wiping his eyes and vowing revenge on thu miscreants who had so cowardly attacked a brave man. Major Cranston, well wrapped in rugs and braced by pillows, had come down In n carriage with his negro manservant and sat with the rest, pale of face and weak looking, yet relieved to discover that some valuable papers he had left In lllllyer's keeping were intact He had heard that the safe had, been opened, and then he had heard that report contradicted and could only est satisfied by coming himself, weak is he wns. Illllyer hnd been strangey silent all the afternoon, but when le came upon George's letter he roso ind began to talk in a voice that sank leep and shook with uncontrollable -motion. "I've Jest found the key to It," he aid, the letter in his hand, "an' I'll jvu uii win uiinK well o' that poro I rounded boy when you know what iJ. 1 o. Last night three armed men sllmj >ed up on 'lui right here In this office? reckon, from what I gather, thaibey told 'liu his daddy was a convict,* n* folks In general didn't expect 'la* * o be honest nohow, an' that ef "her ldn't open the safe they'd kill 'im an' ore in It the'rselves. He wasn't impted one minute, but he wanted to :ave a line to me before he died." iillyer choked up and was silent for a lomcnt. The group bent toward him, '1th working features and eyes dismded. "So he told 'em all right, the* g was up, but they'd have to give 'im me to work out the combination.; hey 'lowed he was doln* it, but ln-; :ead ho was writin' a last word to* e. He said he was tired o' livln' any-i aw, the world was so down on 'Im, so ho said uvr, \ as goin' to refuse. He said he hoped# would give the lie to the belief ttaatl ? was dishonest beca'se his old daddyJ nd gone wrong. Thar was anotbe* latter ho writ t.-\bout, but that was rivate. I wanfto say, though, that eorge Buckley wasn't happy; heJ ain't been happy fer a long time. J liar aro men in .this world that think icy are too good to mix an' mingle* lth men o' his stamp, but I've got ;ch a durn contempt fer that sort o' ling that I feel like slappln' the Jaws i frtllra that iln In this llllV nf Onllcrllt. nuient." "Same hero!" said Ilascom Trultt. They were nil somehow looking at tnjcr Crnnaton. Even Hanks had fixed lm with a curious stare. The invalid tlrred uneasily in his chair. OneJof'!| is pillows fell to the floor, but the egro mafi behind him forgot to restore t. Negroes comprehend the most denote workings of the Anglo-Saxon rain, and this black creature knew hat his master had incurred the dlsileasure of his neighbors. Cranston teemed to feel that he ought to speak, mt he did not like the expressions on he faces of Trultt and Hillyer, and :heir voices had rung with accusing dean nee. "What do you think ought to be done, Mr. Hanks?" he asked. "I don't know," said Hanks. "I don't | know." "Weil," ventured Cranston, interlacing his white, thin Angers, "I see no harm in wiring the governor to offer a reward for the arrest of the men. The editor of the Citizen told me as I came down that he'd publish anything free of charge. If the governor would offer $500, or even three"? "Governor!" snorted Trultt. "Do you reckon I'd go to that cowardly skunk to help in a mntter like this? Ef we linin't able here at home to stand be bind n boy tbnt offered his life to save the money o' the widows an' orphans in this county we ort to be whipped." "Huh!" ejaculated Hanks suddenly. "Fire hundred dollars fer the man that shot George Buckley. I'll give $6,000 in cash out o' my own pocket! You tell the editor that fer me, an* tell Mm the quicker he prints it the better it'll suii me. Tell 'lm to git out a extra an' handbills an' send 'cm on bosses an trains in all directions. I'll foot th< bill." He was standing now, and bh glance was bearing down significant!] on the major. "I never met a bettci man than George Buckley. He's wntl more to the community than forty 'leven fluted bosom ring politicians Seems to me I beard some fool womai or other say thar was a few people ii this town that tried to bold their head above Mm on account o' his afflictioi By gum, them sort ud have to climb powerful high mountain to look ove that boy's bead, an' don't pv>u forge it" J "That's the ticket!" snrtd Ti-ultt, fo lowing Hanks outside. "Seems to me,'^ said Cranston, h mua x.u;uU?ilV ivu 1. ilAIR,^ITIST.. ^ Office Bank Building f' '*? Union. S f 1 proud lip quivering us he turnea to c Hlllycr, "that I'm belli;; lilt at. I didn't I* coiuo down here to talk over my?my 0 family matters with anybody." "We are all worked up In sympathy for George." Ilillyer said coldly. "But, knowiny what 1 do about the hearts . o' yore daughter an' George Buckley, , I feel like tellln' you to go to the deuce , with yore notions o' family honor, r Major Cranston." "I have not said 1 wanted to discuss 1 the matter with you," retorted the mai jor sharply. i "I don't care whether you want to i discuss It or not," answered Hillyer. "You are blind as a bat. The man you Rre trying to make yore gal marry is a dirty, sneaking coward, an' "Why don't you tell him these things V broke in Cranston angrily. "lie's been told twice to his teeth by friends o' mine an' tuck it like a whipped pup." "You mean to tell me that Governor Telfare let any man insult him without resenting it?" "Yes; he was low enough to meet ' George Buckley on yore own lawn an' ord?r him away as if he had been a ! dog". The boy cussed 'lm fer everything he could think of, all o* which yore brag man took like a egg suckln' dog. After that Bas Trultt went to Atlanta an' told 'lm what he thought of 'itn In his own house an' then pull- | ed his ears good an' sound an' left Mm. That's the man you are tryin' to link I fn> vnn a ? .>vu. luruijr name?a man who today, accordin' to reliable information, 1 Is a bankrupt an* don't own the shirt on his back?a man who never had any staudin' an' only got into office as a ' dark horse by the skin o' his teeth when the party disagreed between two respectable men. You want the truth; bottom of her heart. She loves George | Buckley, an' she would marry 'ini today If she wasn't afeard you'd drap , dead of heart disease. I don't believe yore heart's got that sort o' disease. Dr. Jobe says you eat too much an' 1 that it's notliin' but yore old liver." j Cranston was as white as the pillow behind him. i "Can you prove that Telfare is?Is Insolvent?" he asked. ! "Yes, I can." I "And that lie refused to fight under ' an Insult like you say Buckley and Trultt gave him?" "Yes." "Well, I'd like to have the proof." ' "Til git it fer you," said Hillyer. "I hftftgt got no time fer that now. I see ooinlii* frnin home. TTe'U know mi entered a moment later. "The dan-gef Is entirely over. It's Just good uussin' he needs now. Lord, he had *V?lo?c Shave!" [ ' Hillyer's face melted Into tenderness. : Reaching out his hand to Cranston, he said Impulsively: ! "We cay n't afford to quarrel at sech a time, major. I'm so happy over that hoy's escape that I cayn't entertain hard feelin'." 1 "Well, I'm sure I wish him no harm," ; said the Virginian as he gave his arm to his servant and turned from the room. ! "You got that news straight, did you, ( II ?b?? ? 1 x " jiui; ji&Kiru nit; inercnnni eageriy. "Prom Jobo hisso'f. Oh, George Ml pull through?" j ' . "A?* tbnnk OM Ter It," repliea inn- \ yer. reverently as he sank Into his i . chair. j 1 "We eertuinly have had a time of It this week," said Kenner. "Jest think how old Trabue's suffered." *An* I'm thankful he's doln' so well," | Bald II11 Iyer. "They told me this mornln' at his house that he was much ' better." "Better?" cried Kenner. "Why, he's 1 dead I" "De-ad? Oh, no, Ilm?no, no!" ' "Yes, he's gone, Mr. Illllyer. They come a-runnin' fer Jobe about two hours ago, but he didn't git tlinr in time. They thought he was goin' to make the riffle, but he tuck a bad spell all of a sudden, an' thar wasn't no holdin' Mm back." Hlllyer turned his back to the speaker and leaned bis head on his hand, j Kenner looked at him curiously for a minute; then he said: "I Mowed I'd say, Mr. Illllyer, that I know bow to do George's work, an* I'd take It as a favor to keep it up till he's able to come down." But Hlllyer was not listening. "I say, I Mowed"? But the merchant ' was still Inattentive, and Kenner left the room, his eyes fixed in a puzzled stare on the old man at the desk. "I'll swear he's a qnar old duck," Kenner mused as he walked toward ' the compress, his hands in his pockets. "1 never know how to take Mm." i I CHAPTER XXXI. - TIBER dn.vs later George was 'Ill n'>'? to S'1 an:l ,I,K0 I III light nourishment. Mrs. llilij ' J yer proved the host mid tenr rterest of names. On the afternoon of i the third day she came in and sat be. side hint. ir "I ortn't to bring my worries to a a slek man." she said, with n little forced it laugh, "but you know Mr. Ilillyer s mighty nigh ns well as I do, George, i. an' It's bis actions that's trouhlin' me now. Ever since ho set up nil night t with the o! I men over Trnbue's body ft he's been nctln' curious, nn' this morn in' he saddled a boss nn' went off tc 1- the mount-ins. sayln' lie wouldn't be hi (CJotttlnaed on 6fch pag e.) 4 DUTCH CHEESE MAR * QUAINT ALKMAAR AND ITS ANCIEf WEIGH HOUSE SCALES. A Town In Northern Holland Will* For Over Two Hundred Yeara Hi Had the "Rlshta to Wtlnh" Evei Cheene Made In the Itealui. Though Eidam, on the Zuydcr Ze gives its name to those rose red splieri i we know as "Dutch cheeses," whlc are instinctively associated with ii digestion, yet it is ,A lk ulnar, in nortl eru Holland, that conduces to the weel ly importance of this edible of con merce, as any one who lias ever stoo in the quaint old market place upon Friday, and about the hour of 11001 will have speedily come to understanc For the Dutch cheese producer, in : deed, "ull roads" ma3* be said to len< to Alkmnur, likewise all waterways and there are mnny of them. Tlilthe come the cheeses by rail, by cart nnt by boat; you stumble over them- lnsid< the station as you alight from tin train; they dispute the right of way be tween the rows of narrow, many col ored and curibusly gabled houses; tliej stand in solid stacks upon the landing stages?heaped up like cannon balls it readiness for an immediate bombard ment and, if 'twere not libelous t( breathe aught savoring of disrespect tc a friendly country's national comestl ble, as deadly, possibly, ulso to an un accustomed stomach as their leader prototypes. But, be that as it may, the cheese market is a rare good sight In quaint Alkmaar when the peasant proprietor and his vrouw come in to drive their bargain nt the weigh hoouse with the wholesale agents from far and near, and every hostelry does its own brisk trade with both parties. Across those rounded bridges peculiar to Holland come shoals of peasant folk in picturesque attire. Who does not know by now the dress with its glorious cap and golden "corkscrew" ornaments, the pride of many a generation, making pretty faces doubly bewitching and U??l 1 * * tTic h'ardesT"feat'ured"tfaftftSSN Wi" years? On they come?clatter, clatter, clatter, voluble with their guttural tlueucy we somehow feel we ought to understand because of Its confusingly familiar sound, but its very kinship to German sends us astray, and we listen and listen till the Jargon about the weigh hoouse becomes a more hopeless Jumble of sounds than ever to our ears, and we content ourselves with turning our attention to the building Itself. It stands where Its richly paintid facade can be seen clearly reflected n the cool, smooth waters of the uelghjoring canal, a dfgnifled old pile, built In 1651, with an especial eye to the growing Importance of Dutch cheeses, llkmaar having in that year received ts "right to weigh" from William of . !?%?*? nvnrv ollOAQA PhflUElealer across the Alkmaar scales. The present ones, bp- the way, whtch b?-rt? hung In their place since 1692, were made in Amsterdam at a cost of 858 guilders and, having conscientiously performed their duties without a liltch jver since, certainly speak volumes for ;he workmanship of 200 and odd years igo. Though tho little town is thronged from earliest morn with orderly irowds of heavy Hollanders, It is not until the musical chimes within the ill Important weigh hoouse turret have flgnifled the hour of noon by breaking forth in melody, generally from some well known comic opera, that the actual business of the day begins, alike "coming trans?!cfl(ins" haV<Tnn"K already taken time by tho forelock aver a glass of hollands In some inn on me mnuriii. ?u?v, mo cumbersome ware is carried within doors, the time honored ceremony is gone through and the ticket stating the correct weight of each given, nfter which act the money changes bands. It is a study in temperament, this weigh hoouse scene in the little Dutch town. No "hurry skurry" mars tlio calm of the place or disturbs tho phlegmatic, pipe sucking individuals primarily interested in tho transactions here going forward. The cheese alone seems riotous and inclined to wholesale lnsubordlnntion, with a mind to roll hither and thither, possibly resulting from some "subconscious" memory ol cows, green meadows and buttercups and a disinclination to coming bondage upon the prosaic shelves of some pro vision dealer. If so, we honor tho "last kicks," fu tile though they be, for accustomed hands soon pounce upon and gnthei up the stock, of which each slngh cheese weighs from two to six kilos and they are swiftly carried out t< make way for tho next lot. 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