■
* J. SHERWOOD P m
R^t.SHINE, V.-Pres.
for this odor belonged to Miss Leslie.
L. H. HAZARD, Caihiar
0. C SANFORD, Aaal. Caahiai
It was her own. and here only.
The odor brought tier vividly, almost
tangibly, before him. The world of
finance dwindled suddenly to a speck.
o p C O Q U IIlU B , O R B Q O fl.
And she was in the next room-twenty
steps away.
“ By George. I’ll do It now!” said
Mux well, half uloud. “ I'll ask her
By T H O M A S R. D U N N
now. I wonder I didn’t do it long
» • • r < ,1 O ir t o io j»
C a r r a i,• ■ « • • U .
A Lapse of Memory
ago.”
R. C. Drment,
A . J. Sherwood,
' National Bank o Commerce, New York C l
Tills happened some thirty years ago.
He dashed Into the inner office with
L. llartocker,
L. H. Hazard,
Crocker Woolworth N'lBank, San Vranci
B y O. H E N R Y
the haste of a short trying to cover. Manners in the far west are better
Daiah Hacker.
R. E. Shine. First Nat'l Bank of Portland, Portland.
He charged upon the desk of tbs now than they were then.
Indeed,
Copyright. 1906, by McClure, Phillip»
stenographer.
they are aa civilized there aa any
A Co.
Alezaon Building
She looked lip at him with u smile. where else.
East End First St.
A soft pink crept over her cheek, and
A stagecoach drew up lu front of a
R . S. K n o w l t o n , President
G e o . A . R o b i n s o n , Vice-Pres.
*
her eyes were kind aud frank. Max tavern in a small town where gun law
That was the mornlug of the day
R. H. M a s t , Cashier.
well leaned one elbow on her desk. was the only law on the Rtatute book.
that Northern Pacific stock went to
He still clutched fluttering papers with Rut even that was an unwritten law,
1,000, or the day when Union Pacific
both hands, and the pen was above for there was no statute books to write
went dowu to 100, or some other day
his ear.
PROPRIETOR
it in A young man. dressed in the
when there was a cyclone In Wall
“ Miss Leslie.” he began hurriedly, ordinary business costume of New
street that blew the roof off every
“ 1 have but a moment to spare. I York or Chicago or Philadelphia or
want to say something in that moment. any other eastern city, got out of
broker's ollice. or blew bis bead off, or
COQUILLE, OREGON
Will you be my wife? 1 haven’t had the coach with the other passengers
blew out Ills bruins, or. at any rate,
time
to
make
love
to
you
in
the
ordi
and went into the tavern. He asked
turned blm upside down or Inside out
nary way, but I really do love you. if there were any letters for him. The
Opt ned for Busmes March, 1 8 9 0
or stood the brokers on their beads.
Talk
quick,
please.
Those
fellows
are
landlord handed him one. He read It
l ’ttcher. confidential clerk In the of
clubbing
the
stuffing
out
of
Union
Pa
and hunted through his pockets for hla
fice of Harvey Maiwelt, broker, allow
cor r espo nd ents :
cific."
i cigar case. Not finding it at once, he
by putting
ed a look of mild intereat and snrprlae
“
Oh.
what
are
you
talking
about?*
l.add & Tilton Bank, Portland
First National Bank, San Francisco
took out seven articles while making
to visit his usually expressionless
in Screen Doors ana
exclaimed the young lady. She rose t* the search, among them a small pistol.
National Park, New York
First Trust & Savings, Coos Bay
countenance when hlg employer brisk
Windows.
He makes
her
feet
and
gazed
upon
him,
round
Several men. denizens of the coun
ly entered at half past 9 In company
eyed.
them to order
try. were lounging about, among them
with his young lady stenographer.
“ Don’t you understand?” said Max a red faced man with a stubble beard
With a snappy "Good mornlug. Pitch
; Also'Screen Safes, Ironing Boards,
S
'
40^ 0- O -J ?
a rc
well restively. “ I want you to marry and as many scars on his face as a
Bread Boards and Step Lad
er," Maxwell dashed at Ills desk as
ders o f any size
me. I love you. Miss Leslie. 1 wanted German student member o f a dueling
though he were Intending to leap over
OLD R E L IA B L E —EQUIPPED W IT H WIRELESS
to tell you. and I snatched a minute corps. Tills man caught sight of the
SCREEN DOOR F AC TO R Y It and then plunged Into the great heap
when tilings had slackened up a b it new arrival’s pistol, aud it at once ex-
of letters and telegrams waiting there
J. E. Q U IC K
They’re calling me for the phone now. citeu his interest.
for him.
“ Lemme see that, stranger,” he said.
Tell ’em to wait a minute. Pitcher.
COQUILEE
OREGON
The young lady had been Maxwell’s
The young man handed him the pis
Won’t you. Miss Leslie?”
A L W A Y S ON T IM E
stenographer for a year.
She was
The stenographer acted very queerly. tol. and he looked it over with evident
beautiful In a way that was decidedly
pleasure
aud
amusement.
At first she seemed overcome with
unsteuographtc.
She forewent the
July 4, 9, 14, 19, 24, 29
“ Flirty, isn’t it?” he remarked.
amazement, then tears flowed from
pomp of the alluring pompadour. She
tier wondering eyes, and then she | He continued to examine it. cocking
wore no chains, bracelets or lockets.
has installed a modern Steam Pres
Meanwhile the
smiled sunnily through them, and one and uncocking it.
July 1, 6, 11, 16, 21, 26, 31
She bad not the air of being about to
sing machine, and is prepared to
or her arms slid tenderly about the stranger found his cigar case and, lean
accept an Invitation to luncheon. Her
Tickets on sale to all Kasteru pointB and information as to routes
serve his trade better than ever.
;
ing
a
chair
up
on
its
hind
legs
against
broker's neck.
and rate-, cheerfully furnished
dress was gray and plain, but It fitted
Bring me your work.
“ 1 know now.” she said softly. " I t ’s the wall, sat down on it, resting his
her figure with fidelity and discretion
W.
L.
KOLM,
Agent
heels
on
the
front
round
and,
lighting
Phone M ain 181 i,‘)
this old business that has driven every
In her uent black turban but was the
SPRING SAMPLES ARE READY
thing else out of your head for the a cigar, smoked.
gold-green wing of a macaw. On this
3 ®
See my display of suitings for spring
“
What
do
you
do
with
it?”
inquired
morning she was softly and shyly ra-
time. I was frightened at first. Don’t
and summer. New and nobby pat
terns at lowest prices.
you remember. Harvey?
We were ' the red faced man.
married last evening at 8 o’clock in 1 The stranger smoked on without
Bring your Repair Work to me.
the Little Church Around the Comer.” | making any reply. Ills sang froid ex
Fred Von Pegert
C. I. K im e
cited the attention of the bystanders,
Front Street
who commenced to move uneasily
away The man who asked the ques-
I tion was Scar Joe, so called from the
traces of his many fights. He was
! not used to asking questions and re
» f e « :
ceiving no reply.
He cast a single
j glance at the stranger and went on
cocking and uncocking the revolver.
“ Goiu’ to make a birthday gift of it
Regular as the Clock
| to your little boy?” he asked.
G e n e r a l Hlacksmithing,
Wagon Making, Machine
Still no reply.
Work, Pattern Making and
“ Will It shoot?” persisted Scar Joe.
Casting, Automobile Work.
This third question eliciting no reply,
the westerner took a quick aim at the
I stranger’s cigar and fired, and cigar
First-class fare only............$7.50
| and sparks left the smoker’s lips.
Up freight, per ton............. 3.00
He didn't turn pale. He didn’t look
at Scar Joe reproachfully or fearfully
or any other way. lie didn’t look at
him at all. Fie simply took out anoth
24 California Street, San Francisco
er cigar, lighted it and went on smok
ing.
“ Does shoot, don’t It? Shoots purty Autos Myrtle Point to Rock Creek ■■ Roseburg to Camas Valley
For Reservations
straight, don’t it? I wonder i f I could
do it again!”
He fired a second shot with like re
Leav» 8 Myrtle Point 7 a. m.
sults. The stranger remained ns im
Agent«, Coquille, Oregon
perturbable as before, taking out an
Arrives Koseburg
0 p.*m.
other dgar and lighting It with ns lit
Leaves Roeeburg
7 a. m.
tle apparent objection to this waste of
Arrives Myrtle Point 7 p. in.
cigars as if he were loaded down with
A U C T IO N E E R
them. Again Scar Joe sent it flying
amid a shower of sparks.
When you get one, get one of exper
“ I WANT YOU TO MABRY ME.
“ Stranger.“ said the smoker In a soft
ience—26 years at the business
voice, “ you’re one of the best shots I
diant. Her eyes were dreamily bright,
ever saw
That pistol I ’ve brought
E. G CASSIDY
BANDON, ORE. her cheeks genuine peachblow, her ex
from the east as a present for my wife.
pression a happy one, tinged with
F’ve got another for my little girl that
reminiscence.
Farmers Telephone 156
I’ll bet you can’t hit a silver dollar Home Telephone 461
Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed
with at ten yards.”
a difference in her ways this morning.
“ Lemme see it.”
Instead of going straight into the ad
The stranger thrust his right hand
joining room, where her desk was, she
into his trousers pocket and grasped
lingered, slightly Irresolute, in the out
something that he drew out so clutched
er office. Once she moved over by
in his fist that it was not easy to dis
Maxwell’s desk, near enough for him
cern what it w’as. One of the lookers
to be aware of her presence.
on. with better or quicker sight than
She hesitated whether to speak to
the others, seemed to get on to some
the busy man at the desk or not At
thing about to happen, for he ducked
one moment she looked at him won-
W ill Accept
under a table. The stranger reached
deringly, at another as if she were
the thing out to his tormentor. It ex
about to cry and at another ns If she
ploded. and Scar Joe staggered back
were trying to repress a laugh. Sev
ward. at the same time putting his
eral times she started to speak to him
hand to Ids hip
The something in
when she saw' him about to make a
the stranger’s fist -exploded again, and
Jump from one matter to another, but
the westerner fell dead.
he invariably Jumped before she could
get him. Then suddenly he seemed to
One would naturally suppose that
become aware o f her presence and
those present would be chiefly interest
glanced up at her quickly.
ed in the fallen man. So they were
The machine sitting at that desk was
till they were convinced that he had
no longer a man. It was a busy New
S newly elected president of the National Manufacturers' association. received his last scar. Then all of a
York broker, moved by buzzing wheels
Colonel George Pope of Hartford, Conn., fnce* an Important year In sudden their minds concentrated on the
and uncoiling springs.
^ the life of that organization. Because of the tariff changes bound to thing in (he stranger hands that hsid
“ Well, what Is it—anything?” asked
be made by congress manufacturers the country over felt that the done the work. All eyes turned toward
Maxwell sharply. His opened mall lay year would be momentous In many ways due to changed conditions. Colonel him curiously. He had returned the
like u bank of stage snow on his crowd Pope la head of the Pope Manufacturing company and has loug been Identified explosive tiling to his pocket.
ed desk. His keen gray eye. Imper with the Industrial Interests of the country
“ Landlord,” he said, “ I ’d like some
____
sonal and brusque, flashed upon her
thing to eat before I go. My wife
Rome’s Gormandizing.
half impatiently.
writes me that she’ll send a team for
sell were coming and going as swift
The decline o f a natiou commences me to l>e here at 2. It’s now 1. I ’ve
“ Nothing,” answered the stenogra
as the flight of swallows. Some of his when gormandizing begins.
Rome’s just time for dinner.”
pher, moving away with a little smile.
----- O N-----
own holdings were Imperiled, and the
“ Mr. Pitcher.” she said to the confi
“ I say, stranger,” said one present,
man was working like some high gear collapse was well under way when
dential clerk, “did Mr. Maxwell say
ed. delicate, strong machine—strung to slaves were thrown into the eel pits to "would you mind lettin’ us see what
anything yesterday about engaging an
full tension, going at full speed, ac increase the gamy flavor of the eela that was you shot him with?”
other stenographer?”
” 1 know what it Is,” said the man
curate. never hesltntlng. with the prop when the> came upon the table.
“ He did.” answered Pitcher. “ He
who had sought safety under the table.
er word and decision and net ready
Preference.
told me to get another one. I notified
“ Do you like a man who quotes “ It’s a bulldog. I seen ’em before.
the agency yesterday afternoon to and prompt as clockwork. Stocks and
They’re the ugliest weapon at short
bonds, loans and mortgages, margins poetry ?”
send over a few samples this morning.
range they is goin’.”
and securities—here was a world of
"W ell,” replied Miss Cayenne, "he is
It’s 9:45 o’clock, and not a single pic
The stranger took out a short, thick
finance, and there was no room In It usually better than one who relies on
ture lint or piece of pineapple chewing
pistol with a very stocky barrel and al
for the human world or the world of
gum has shown up yet.”
original conversation.” — Washington lowed the party to examine it.
nature.
“ 1 will do the work as usual, then,”
Star.
“ Was t’other one really a g ift for
When the luncheon hour drew near
said the young Indy, “ until some one
your wife?” asked one.
there
came
a
slight
lull
In
the
uproar.
conies to All the place.” And she went
“ Certainly. When I was called east
will need laundering this
GOOD R O A D N O T E S .
Maxwell stood by Ills desk with his
fo her desk at once and hung the black
she asked me to bring her a revolver
turban hat with the gold green macaw bands full of telegrams and memoran
spring. Send them to
suitable for a woman.”
Good roads will make the v e
da. with a fountain pen over his right
wing in its accustomed place.
While the stranger was dining the
hicles last longer.
us. We wash Quilts at
He who has been denied the specta ear and his hair hanging In disorderly
Good dra ina ge is absolutely
body of his victim was being removed.
cle of a busy Manhattan broker during strings over his forebend. Ills window
15 cents, Comforts at 25
necessary in building a good
When his team arrived and he was
n rush of business is handicapped for was open, for the beloved Janltress
road.
driving away one of the crowd w'ho
cents.
W e will wash
Every man w h o ow ns an a u
the profession of anthropology. The Spring had turned on a little warmth
had gathered to see him off cried out:
tomobile, a horse or a bicycle is
poet sings of the “ crowded hour of through the waking registers of the
your Wool Blankets for
“ Much obleeged for gettin’ rid of Scar
interested in good roads.
P R IN T E D PR O M PTLY
glorious life.” The broker’s hour la earth.
Joe He was gittin’ to be a nuisance.”
Th e hi gh w ay and roadside are
And through the window came a
you better than you can
not only crowded, but the minutes and
AND
A C C U R A TE L Y
On the identical spot where this
usually a fa i r index of the pe o
wandering—perhaps
a
lost—odor,
a
del
seconds are hanging to all the straps
do them and for the
ple living in the vicinity.
episode happened there is now a hand
icate.
sweet
odor
of
lilac
that
fixed
and packing both front and rear plat
some hotel, lighted by electricity and
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ft
the broker for a moment Immovable.
small charge o f 25 cents.
forms
having all the modern improvement*.
And this day was ITnrvey Maxwell's
Send the entire family
busy day. The ticker t>egan to reel
H ave you paid the prin ter?
out Jerkily Its fitful colls of tape. The
wash and lie rid o f the
desk telephone had a chronic attack
OREGON and W A SH IN G TO N
hardest o f the home
Incorporated.
of buzzing. Men began to throng Into
the office and call at him over the rail Manufacturers o f
work.
: : : : : :
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I I «n e t , scaled w ith P in e Hi ' a.
elerks In the office Jumped about like
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K. H A L V E R S O N
Str. Elizabeth
,Mmí
On the exchange there were hurri
canes and landslides and snowstorms
and glaciers and volcanoes, and those
elemental disturbances were reproduc
ed in mlnluture in the broker's offices.
Maxwell shoved his chair against the
wall and transacted business after
the mauner o f a foe dancer. He Jump
ed from ticker to phone, from desk to
door, with the trained agility of a har
lequin.
In the midst of this growing and im
portant stress the broker became sud
denly aware of a high rolled fringe of
golden hair under a nodding canopy of
velvet and ostrich tips, an imitation
sealskin sack and a string of beads
as large as hickory nuts, ending near
the floor with a silver heart. There
was a self possessed young lady con
nected with these accessories, and
Pitcher was there to construe her.
“ Igidy from the stenogra[»tiers’ agen
cy to see about the position,” said
Pitcher.
Maxwell turned half around, with
his hands full of papers and ticker
tape.
“ What position?" he asked with a
frown.
“ Position of stenographer,” said
Pitcher. “ You told me yesterday ts
call them up and have oue sent over
this morning.”
“ You are losing your mind. Pitcher,**
said Maxwell. “ Why should 1 have
given you any such instructions? Miss
Leslie has given perfect satisfaction
during the year she has beeu here. The
place is hers as long as she chooses to
retain it. There’s no place open here,
madam. Countermand that order with
the agency. Pitcher, and don’t bring
any more of ’em in here.”
The silver heart left the office, nwing
ing and banging itself Independently
against the office furniture as it indig
nantly departed. Pitcher seized a mo
ment to remark to the bookkeeper that
the “ old man” seemed to get more ab
sent minded and forgetful every day
of the world.
The rush aud pace of business grew
fiercer aud faster.* On the tioor they
were pouuding half a dozen stocks in
which
Maxwell’s customers were
heavy investors. Orders to buy aud
His Little
Boy’s Pistol
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