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IIMIHHHHHHHHH ilL .' i,io --- 4i ftfrfftMJ . 's M ft - t , ' V t - - mV. l r .' if' Mh2r9tifcL tfift aMfk AfcjW.ALiL.iii.il ... w A-''l ymWii fcnlVi infc k rf 't I . im NX MEOFORD IvrATt; TRIBUNE, MEOFORI OREGON. FRIDAY, DECEMBER 29, lOtT. A $' THE Jf FORTUNE HUNTER Novelized by Louis Joseph Vance From the Play of the Same Name by WINCHELL SMITH $ Copyright, 1010, byWinchell Smith and Lculi Joseph Vance (Continued from Saturday, Dee. 1U "$0, not long; Just u minute or two." Bam Avaa already dragging the affair out from under the window box. "tou lee" Uo went on to expound lt3 virtues with all the fond enthusiasm of a fa thcr showing off his firstborn and wound up with a demonstration of tlio Illuminating appliance I'm afraid, though, he got little encouragement from Mr. Burnham. Uo considered the, machine with a dispassionate air, t'a true, and admitted Its practical idrantages, but -wasn't at all disposed lo tnlic a roseate rlew of Its future, "yes," he grudged when Sam put a match' to the Jet, "that's certainly a rcrjr good light.' "Alt right, ain't It?" chimed Koland, enthusiastic. "Oh, it may amount to something. It's hard to tell. Of course you know, Rlr," he continued, addressing Gra ham directly, "you've got competition to overcome." gain's old fingers trembled to his Chin, "No-o." he said. "I didn't know that. I've got the patent" "Of course that's, something. But Ihe Consolidated Petroleum crowd has another machine, slightly different, which does the same work and, 1 should 6ay, does It better." "Is Is that sol" quavered Sam. "My patent" VNow, sco here, Mr. Graham." Bum ham argued, "we're practical men, both of us" "No, 1 shouldn't say that about my self," Sam Interrupted. "Now. you. eh I can sco you're a man who under stands .sugh things. But I" o'vertheless you must know that a patent Isn't everything. Vou said a moment ngo a man hud to bavo money to mnko anything out of bis Inven tions." "Did IT' Sam 'Interjected, surprised. "Certainly you did. And dead right you are. A patent's nil very well, but supposing you're up against a power ful competitor liko the Consolidated Petroleum company. They've pot a patent too. Grunted, It may be an In fringement of yours even. Wbattan yott do against them?" "Why, If it's an infringement" "Sue, of course. But do you suppose they're going to Uo down Just becauso additional business of looking at his winch, "I'd like to send that wire I spoke of." "Yes, llolnnd," Sam agree! meekly, "you mustn't keep your friend from his business. I'm clad you looked lu, sir. You'll call again. I hope." "Tbnul; you," said llurnhnm, moving toward tho door. It was too much for UotamVs sense of opportunity. Ho rolled In Burn ham's wake sullenly reluctant "Say, Mr. lUirahnm," he exploded na they got to the door, "If you'll Just offer Sam five" "That will do'I" Roland collapsed as If punctured, llumlmtu turned to Gm ham with a wave of his baud. "I'm leaving on the afternoon train, but If I get time I may drop In again and talk things over with you. Tbcrw might be something In that Utrashlnf machine you nicntlowwl." "I'll be glad to show you anything I've got here." "All right. Good day. I'll seo you again perhaps" This cavalier snub was lost on Sam an essential of whose serene soul Is j the quality of humility, lie followed them to the door as grateful as a lost dog for a stray pat Instead of a kick. "Good day, sir. Goo'd day, Koland," bo sped their parting cheerfully. But It whs a broken man who shut the door behind them and turned back, lingering bis gray chin. "Perhaps Mr. Burnham was right. Only I was kind of hopla' Now, Mr. Lockwood over there" Do shook himself to throw off the spell of depression. "Well, welll He's kind, very kind. With this young man In here and ev erything gtttln' tixed tip and new stock comlu' In I'm sure Mr. Lockwood lfT IPiBF HP 'IS! 1 iiTlSiflfif.v.SwlMbT it- SMK aval Sr S" 5i!efe-' 4tt I "J'lli 11JS O&AD TO SHOW TOU ANTTIHNa l'VK GOr UKliK." uu t unknown ana ponnlleso inventor bucs them? Bless you, no! They'll liht to tho last ditch. They'll engage tho best legal talent In tho couutry. H'qu'U havo to carry tho cbbo to tho bu Iirouiu court of tho United States If yqjj want a winning decision. And that's going to cost you thousands hundreds of thousands a mllllou" "Never mind. A thousand's enough," cnld Sum gently. "I Bee what you mean, blr. It's Just another caso whore- I've got uo chauct'." "Oh, 1 wouldn't put it na strong as hn,t"- - "But I have no money," f'jjtlll, you never can tell. I'll think it over If i get .time." . "Why, thafs kind of you, sir; very Wnd." It was nt this point that Itoland rose to the occasion like the noble ass ho Is. Roland uever could see more than an Jnch beyond the end of his no&e. A "Say, Mr, Burnham," ho lloundored, 'don't you, think you could help Sam ito"- "OSIiT HEB SENSE OP DCTT BCSTAUCEB BEU." '11 see It the right way for us. Do's kind, very kind." Thus it was that he presently called up the stairs in a very cheerful voice. "Betty, are you pretty near through up there?" The girl's weary voice camo down to him without accent, "Yes. father, al most." "Well, then, you keep an eyo on the store, please. I'm goln' to step out for a minute." "Yes, father." "And if if anybody asks for mo I'll most likely be down to tho depot with Mr. Duncan." Ho didn't mention that he contem plated calling on Ixrckwood. because ho feared it might worry Betty. Betty knew, or, rather, divined. And sho had uo dope, no faith such as made Sam what he was. She camo down tho stejw listlessly. Only her sense of duty sustained her. She owed something to old Sam for the gift of life, dismal though blie found It. lie needed her. What sho could do for blm she would. Sighing, she went to work. In work only could she forget. Tho soda glasses needed cleaning and the sirup Jars re plenishing, for the new order of sirups had como in the previous evening. After u time, to u tune of pounding feet, Tracey Tanner prunccd Into the shop with all the graceful abandon of a young elephant fooling its oats. His faco was fairly scarlet from caertlou and his eyes bulging with a senso of Importance. The girl looked up with out Interest, nodding (slightly in re- 'spotibo to his breathless " 'Lo. Betty." "Father's gone out," she said, hold Ing a gluss to the light, suspicious of the lint from her dish towcL "I know seen him down the street." The boy halted at the counter, prednc Ing a handful of Mpiaro envelopes "Note for joii Horn Hie Mckwwods-. Utrtty." lie pauted. "Joslo ast me to bring It round." Betty put down her glass In con steraatlon. "From tho Lockwoods?" "Uh-huul" Tracey offered It, but sho withheld her hand, dubious. "For mo, Tracey?" "Uh-huli! It's a nlnvltntlon. I gol four more to take." He tnrust it Into her roluetunt uiiruk. "Got Ave, real ly, but one of em's for me." "An invitation. Trnceyl" "Ycli. Hope you have a good tluiu when It comes off." Already he was bouncing toward the door, "Good by." "But what Is It, Tracey?" "Aw, it tells In tho ninvltatlon S'long." "From the Lockwoods!" she wbto ptred. Suddenly she toro It open, her bands nute,ady with ncrvouHnotw. Tho envolopo contained a fiquaro of heavy cardboard of a creaniy tint with scalloped edges touched with gold. On Iho faco of the cayl u round and form less hand had traced with evident pnlus the informatien: MISS JOSKPIIINn MAII I-OCKWOOD lUqucatw tho ilenuro of your company nt a lawn foti ana dance to bo held at .ma rc w urp or tier paruim. Mr. ana Mrs CKAPTKR XI. tIB was scrubbing blindly nt tho same glass when, n quarter of an hour later, Bllnky Lock woofl strode into tho store, his right eye twitching moro violently than usual, as It always does In his phases j of mental disturbance as when, for I instance, he fears bo's going to lose a dollar. Lockwood is that typo of man who was bora to grow rlclu In person ho is as beautiful as a snako fence, as alluring as a stono wall. Something over six feet in height, he walks with a stoop, ono hand always in a trousers pocket Jin gling silver, that materially detracts from bis stature. His face, like bis tlgure. Is gaunt nnd lanky, his noso a 11 emaciated beak. His mouth illustrates his attitude toward property Is a trap from which nothing of vnluo ever cs 1 capes. Ills eyes aro smalt and hard and set close together under lowering brows. lie's grlssled. with hair not actually white, but gray as the Iron from which his heart was fasblotied. Aside from these characteristics, his principal peculiarity la a nervous twitching of the right eye which has earned him his sobriquet of Bllnky. Lcgrand Gunn said he contracted tho - t"'"!ii JS&M t&: fiSrcUSifii. jyith jrjeorao Lockwood, Saturday, July 15, at "TJJ AMIAIO MOT," Blin HUD. miction through squinting t tho sil ver dollar to make sure none of Its milling bad been worn off. I have never known the man to wear any thing but a rusty old frock coat, black, of courwe, and black nnd shiny broad cloth trousers, with a hat Unit has al ways a coating of dust no thick thnt it icems a mottled gray. Ho grunts his words, a grunt to each. He grunted at Betty when ho oaw her. "Where's your father?" She put down her glass and dish rag. "I don't know, sir." "Don't know, eh?" ho asked in an Indescribably offensive tone. "I think ho .went to the bank to see you." "Oh, ho did, cb? Did ho have any thing for me?" The girl took up inolher glass. "I don't know, sir," she said wearily "I'm afraid not." "Well, if he didn't there's no uno snclu' inc. It won't do him any good " "I guess ho knows that," she return ed, with n little tlash of spirit. "Does, eh? Well, that's n good thing -rsavos talk. You don't do no business here, not to speak of, do yo?" "No, not to speak of." "Then what's the good of all this foolishness, llxln' up?" ' "I don't know." 'Wffiit "COTts moiipy. don't it?" "?5W!? "I guess so "And that money belongs to me." "It's Mr. Duncan's doing, Father ain't paying for Jt. no can't." "What's ho doln', then7 Slttln' round foolln with his Inventions, ain't ho?" "Yos." "What's he invenlln' now?" "I don't know much about it" Rho pointed to tho model beneath the win Jaw, "That's tho Inst thing, I guass." Bllnlry snorted nnd stumped over to tho window, stooping to peer at the machine. "What's tho good of thnt?" .o demanded, disdainful, nnd without f,'ltlug for her response went on nnB ging. "Foolishness! That's what It Is. Why don't you tell him not to wnstQ Ma tlm,o tlvty way?" 'Because he likes If," pnl Hetty hopelessly. "It's the ouly thing 'n makes life worth while to Mm. So I let Mm nlono." "What difference does thnt mako? It don't lirlng htm lit nothln. does It? No, slav. It don't. What does ho tto with them things)" "Patents thorn." ' ' "And then whnir "Nothln' that I know of" "Tlmfrt It-uothln', nor ever will. Welt, lie's boon gctttn' money from me for those patents 1 thought at rust tnero nugnt bu souiuttitn' in 'era. But ho won't any more." Bho Interjected n sitmltlonnt "Iluhr ilo brouo off abruptly, pale with anger. " ejl, 1 want ty see tilm, nnd I want to see him beforo noon," ho snapped. "I'm goln' over to tho bank, nil If ho kuows what's good for him ho'll como thero pretty dam quick." Uo swung on one licet and slouched out as Betty turned to go upstairs. tv in. at. a v. r. The envelope fluttered to the floor. while the card was crushed between the girl's haud. For a moment her face was transfigured with delight, her eyes blank with rapturous visions of tho Joys of that promised night. "Oh-tt rd be grand I" Then suddenly the light faded. Ilor eyes cleuded: her face settled Into Its discontented lines. She stuffed the card heedlessly Into the pocket of her dingy apron and took up another glass. "But 1 can't go; l'vo got uothlu to wear." 11LISK.X LOCKWOOD. Presently she reappeared, pinning on her sad little hat. and left the store. It was upward of au hour beforo sho returned, walking quickly nnd very erect with her head up and shoulders back, her eyes suspiciously bright. Even old Sam, who had returned from the depot 'after missing Bllnky at tho bank even he. blind a- ho ordinarily was. saw Instantly that something was wrong with the child. "Why. Betty," he cried In solicitude as she (lung Into tho store "Betty, dear, whtit's tho matter?" For an Instant sho seemed speech less. Then she toro tho hat from her head and cast it rcgnrdlcsly upon tho counter. "Father," she cried "fa therl" and gulped to down her emo tion. "Can you get me some money?" ".Money? Why. Hetty, what" ncr foot came down on the floor im patiently. "Can you get me somo money?" she repeated In a breath. "Well-er-how much, Hetty?" Ilo .tried to touch ber, to take her to his nrms, but she moved away, her sorry llttlo figuro quivering from head to foot. "Knough," sho said, half sobbing "enougu to huy a dress a nico cross a dress thatwlll surprise folks" "But tell me what tho matter Is, Betty. Wanting n dress would never upset you like this." She whipped tho cracked and crum pled card from ber pocket and pushed Willi nil hor" wight to keep buck tho tears. Ho rend, hU old faro softening. "Joslo Loekwood'n party, eh? And stuv's Kent you an Invitation. Well, thnt was kind of Itor, very kind." Sho swung upon Mm In n fury. "No, It was not hind. It wiib tnenul It mm ineaul" "Oh, Betty," hobegged In consterna tion, "don't say thnt. I'm Hiiro" "Oh, yon don't know! I heard tho girls talklu' "In the luwtofflce Anglo Tuthlll and Matno Garrison mid Bussle Gabriel, t was round by the boxes where they couldn't see ine, but 1 could hear Ilium, nnd they were lniighln' lie camo 1 wai invited. They mild tho reason Joslo did It was bocniW she know 1 didn't have anything to wear, mil she wnntexl to hear what excuse I'd make for not goln'. Ah. I heard thornl" "Oh. but Betty. Hetty," he pleaded, "don't you inlud what they say. Don't" "But I do iuIihI: I can't help inliullu'. They're mean." Sho paused, her fea tures hnrdenlug. "I'm goln' to that party," sho declared tensely; "I'm goln' to that imrty, andand I'm goln' to have a dress to go lu tool 1 don't care what 1 do I'm goln' to havo that dross!" Sam would have soothed hVr as bet he might, but she would iiulthor look at nor come near hi in. "We'll bee." ho said gently. "We'll see. I'll try"- She turned on him, exasperated be yond thought. "That ouly means you can't help mel" "Oh. no, it doesn't I'll do what I can." "Hare you got any money now?" Ho hung hh head to avoid hex bind ing, eyes. "Well no not nt present, but hero's this new stock and" "That doesn't mean anything, nnd you know It. You owo that note to Mr. Lockwood, don't you? And you enp't pay it." "Not today, Betty, but ho'll glvo mo n little more time, I'm sure. Ho's kind, very kind." "You dott't know him. Ho's ns mean as mean as dirt as mean as Joslo." "Betty!" "Then if you did get any money you'd havo to glvo It to blm, wouldn't you?" "Yes, but I'm sure I think It'll como all right" "Ah, what's tho use of talkln that way? What's the use of talkln' at thai hur wonts sltimlileil nnd run lulo one tumtiiur, "I can't understand Itl" kIio raged. "Why In It thnt 1 linve to bo more shabby than any other girl In town? Why ts.lt thnt the others linvo all tho run and 1 till the drudgery? Why Is It that I can't ever go nnywhore wllh the boys nnd girls and laugh iiud-nnd have a good tlmu liko tho rest do?" Sum bout hU head to tho blast. In his lap his hands worked ttorvounly. But he could not answer her. (To Uo Coiitiuuml.) Walter Injtircd. ' I'Yuiik uliMMou, waller In Mm Miui I111M1111, Mil'I'tiiTil I'iomi 11 liioken ) liulmiii' iiH iho iohiiII of it. wroAtllilK liiuti'li with H10 liiulil cook of Hit) oh (nlillsliiiimtt, Kol until v people will t cut uiiml voi'liseil I'tmiUhi'tl rooiiia in IliU Oily this week', Nol ninny good julm will lie fiunul in IliU ellv thin week i'Mi'jit tlirtiiU Willi I llllVOt'liNilll,. CT- . ; I"' ;. ' ..ra'tfVtfl frx? .."- 1 i11t Mte&s&Sk minim v "Sunklst" Orancca aro allowed to fully muttiro an the trtitu Thuy t-tiln ti perfectly tlclliioiitt lluvor. utterly lackln In many oranges tliut you havo bud to put up with in tlio pjt. Hiich ornugo when ripe, If perfect, Is carefully pick ed and packed by ijloved tinmli. 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I know you can't do anything for mo. and so do you!" 8am had dropped Into his chair, tin ablo to stand beforo thia storm; ho stared now, mute with amazement, at thLi child who had o long, so un complainingly, ithnred I1I.1 poverty and privations, grown maidenly to tho ntnt uro of 11 woman and n tormented, pnnslounte woman, stung to tho quick by tho Injustice of her lot- He put out a hand In a feeble gesture of placn (Ion, but nIic brushed It away an nIio Ufjit toward lilm npnl-lim n quickly wmmmmmKmtmamammmmmBmmmiBimmmmmuam II. H. WALTERS.Practicol Horscshocr Particular altnntlon paid to Interfering hors'm nnd rontrantud font. All lnmunusB In tho foot cured, Htieh na minis, thrush muvlcular trouhlo, iiunrtor-erack and contraction of tho feet. Anything in tho lino of hnnd-mado work. Havo tihod nuch horoefl tin: Dan I'.itrh Mark 1:55 Minor Ayor , 1:5814 Crosoius 2 : OS U Androgrenn J, ,., 2:00 (loo. II. Buy Half mllo- :G8V& And n number of cithern, too miinoroim to mention. 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