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.• of his horse. He found
(VI., og on a hay bale.
the trick, didn't ye?" he
-They're off for Phoenix to make out
the papers," answered Arkwright.
•11 ow long will it take 'em to get to
'Two hours, If all goes well."
Arkwright led his horse into the cor
ral and spread out some hay. He did not
remove the saddle but merely loosened
the cinches. Two of the other horses,
he noted, were under riding gear. It
wns in Arkwright'B mind to ride to the
Manhattan Number One as soon as
Fred was freshened a little for the
trail. He returned to the outside of
"Quinn would have killed ye," re
marked O'Leary, "if ye hadn't come to
"I know it," said ArKwrlght briefly.
"You showed good sense in throwin'
"Your approval,"—and there was sar
casm in Arkwright's voice—"is a great
consolation to me, O'Leary."
"Don't put on dog," advised O'Leary,
"because, after all, ye're not much bet-
tern a yaUer cur yourself. That ole
prospect hoTe come in mighty pat for
Quinn's purposes, eh?"
"Who dug it?"
"Feller that was workin' to find the
lost vein c" the Golconda. Rock caved
in o* him an' he was hauled out all
smashed to pieces. Wasn't able to say
a word afore he cashed in. The idee of
any feller tryin' to locate the lost vein
in a place like that! But they say a
fool is born ev'ry minute an' —"
At that precise moment Rufus came
tearing around the side of the corral.
There was an apoplectic tinge in his
face and his eyes were fairly popping
from his head.
"Where's Quinn?" he yelled.
"He's on the way to town with Ells
worth's outfit in the automobile,
Rufus," said O'Leary. "The deal has
been put through and, all that remains
is to make out the papers. They've
been gone an hour."
• "A cash deal. Rufus." spoke up Ark
wright. "The mine changes hands for
two hundred thousand. Probably it
will take an hour to make out the pa
pers and —"
Rufus jumped into the air with a
wild yell and shook his fist at Ark
"In tryin' to bilk Ellsworth," he
whooped, "Quinn has bilked himself.
D'you hear, O'Leary? Two hundred
thousand aint a marker to what the ole
Golconda is worth! Arkwright has
played it on us. Oh, blazes, what a
bobble! We got to do somethin' and do
it quick. Get the caballos an' let's ride
after that automobile and come up
with Quinn. He's got to know before
it's too late!"
O'Leary, although tremendously ex
cited, did not lose h'.s head. Arkwright
leaned calmly against the corral fence
and awaited developments.
"They can go thirty miles an hour or
more w r ith that machine, Rufus," said
O'Leary, "and we'd play hob tryin' to
overhaul 'em on our horses. It can't
be done. Calm yourself and tell me
what you've found out."
With a fierce effort Rufus secured
the whip hand of his excitement.
"In haulm' Arkwright out o' that
prospect hole," he explained, "I dropped
my sheath knife. Didn't miss the knife
until some sort of a while after Ark
wright left for camp. Took a rope an*
went back an' lowered myself into the
hole. Had a candle an' lighted it to
look. Say, I'm a Piegan if there wasn't
that lost Golconda vein starln' me
squar' in the face! That's right. The old
cimiroon that dug that hole knowed
what he was about. Arkwright had
worked like a beaver down there, un
cpverin' an' rammin' around with an'
ole pick. Course he promised Quinn
to make a good report. Why shouldn't
he? There was a fault in the vein an'
Arkwright had picked up the lost
dyke Hay, the gold in the ore sticks
out like yaller pins in a cushion! Rich?
Why, the Golconda is bound to turn
out a bonanzH. What we got to do is
to head off Quinn!"
"You can't head him off." said he.
"That sixty horsepower automobile will
get Quinn and Ellsworth to Phoenix
before you can do anything to stop the
transfer. When you fellows put me into
that old prospect hole to starve me
into helping Quinn swindle Ellsworth,
you put it in my power to turn the
tables against you. Rufus is right. The
Golconda mine is to prove a bonanza,
and Quinn has been beaten at his own
Rufus, in his chagrin and anger,
leaped at Arkwright with a murderous
oath. O'Leary caught him and fiung
"No time for foolishness," he
growled. "There's a way we can save
the day for Quinn. The telephone! We
can get an end of the wire at the
Golden Eagle, ten miles from here. I
know a man In Phoenix who'll wait for
the automobile and get word to Quinn
the moment the machine reaches town.
Get the horses:"
This had been the one thing Ark
wright feared. Could he, unarmed as he
was, prevent O'Leary and Rufus from
getting to the Golden Eagle? He posted
himself at the corral gate.
"Keep away!" he ordered, sternly.
The next instant he saw a revolver
flash in Rufus" hand. He flung himself
sidewise, but was not quick enough.
There came the roar of the report, a
swift, searing,pain at his forehead, and
he dropped against O'Leary, hurling
him backward against Rufus. The re
volver was knocked from Rufus' hand,
but he pulled himself together without
losing his feet Arkwright dropped
prone on the ground, tried to rise, then
dropped at full length directly over the
"Ye've done for him!" muttered
"He got what was comin*," panted
>In his excitement he forgot about the
lost revolver, and the urgency of the
moment impelled him and O'Leary to
race into the corral, to mount their
horses and to gallop back through the
gate and away.
The Jap. his curiosity excited by the
report of the revolver, had issued from
the kitchen and was making haste to
ward the corral. The fleeing horsemen
shouted something which distance and
excitement rendered unintelligible and
vanished over a ridge.
X—THE FINISHING TOUCH
Arkwright opened his eyes, but a red
tide had flowed from his wound and
blinded him. Clearing his sight with a
trembling hand he looked up Into the
saturnine face of the Jap. The little
brown man was smoking a cigarette
and seemed utterly unmoved.
"Where are O'Leary and Rufus?"
The Jap silently waved his cigarette
in the direction of the trail.
"How long have they been gone?"
Husband Taming System Devised by Women of Des Moines
J-J Hon. Long before man had sub
dued the horse and domesticated
the dog womar? had tamed man.
First president of the Husband Tamers'
union was Mother Eve who made Adam
eat out of her hand. Classic Greece
furnishes the example of Xantippe, who
delivered curtain lectures to Socrates
when he rolled home at night after
a day of philosophizing in the market
places with Plato, Xenophon and the
rest of the boys. Our own Irving has
immortalized the man taming abilities
of the sex in the character of Dame
Van Winkle, and stone throwing suf
fragettes of England make it easy for
us to understand what it means to be
male of the species in a Pankhurst
Worthy sister of these was Mrs. Ida
Prltchard, who when traveling with
her lord, but not her master, always
registered "Mrs. Ida Prltchard and hus
band." When she laid down the law
to Prltchard there was no court of ap
peals to which he could take his cause
Nor did she always resort to the
rolling pin to emphasize her authority.
Often she would squelch poor Prltch
ard with an epigram. Once when he
assumed a superior air and delivered
himself of a discourse which he
thought exceedingly full of wisdom
she informed him "that his head was
a tireless cooker stewing mush." In
the face of these discouraging obsta
cles, is there any wonder that Prltch
ard sought relief?
Pritchard was Welsh and a charac
ter. He was short and squat, one of
"One-two minute," was the answer.
How that leaden ball had failed of
his life Arkwright could not, for the
moment, understand; but it had failed,
and he still had considerable strength
left and all his faculties. He felt
something under him and guessed what
it might be.
"Bind up my head," said he. "Take
the handkerchief from about my
The Jap knelt down deliberately, re
moved the handkerchief, folded it Into
a bandage, and bound it around Ark
"Lead out my horse, Ito," went on
Ito shook his head.
"You stay at mine," said he.
Arkwright tried to rise, but was un
equal to the .task. Pushing his hand
under him he grasped the handle of the
revolver and pulled the weapon into
Ito muttered something and leaped to
snatch the revolver away, but the lev
eled point dampened his ardor and he
"Get the horse, Ito," repeated Ark
The Jap hesitated for a moment, then
moved slowly through the corral gate;
watching behind furtively. Arkwright
dragged himself to the gate and, resting
on his elbows, kept the weapon pointed
and following Ito's every move.
"Put on the bridle and pull up the
cinches," ordered Arkwright
Ito performed the work and came.
those fellows that are often described
- as having been pounded down with a
pile driver. There was nothing about
him that would remind one of Praxi
teles and his chisel attacking Parian
marble. One of his eyes gave the im
pression of being half closed, the re
sult of an oblique cut on the eyebrow.
"My wife," he would explain, "is a
plate tosser, and this wound bears evi
dence of her dexterity at kitchen
No apology was ever offered by
Prltchard because of his drinking hab
its. To him life was one long Cruls
keen lawn. He even accounted for
his name as bibulous origin. Occa
sionally Prltchard was Ap Richard,
just as Powell was AP Howell, Ap
baying the same significance in Welsh
that Mac has in Gaelic or son at the
end of names of Norse origin.
According to Prltchard, tipsy Welsh
men hiccoughing would run the Ap
into the rest of the name, and thus
they became one. Ap Richard inquir
ing for Ap Howell would say, "Is Mr.
P'P*Howell at home?" and Ap Howell
asking if anybody had seen Ap Rich
ard would pronounce the name
P'P'Richard. Hence Prltchard, Powell,
Bowen and other Welsh patronymics.
Prltchard was an epicure as well as
a receiving station for good liquors.
His great meal was his dinner and he
always divided the day into B. C. and
A D., after the manner of historians
in fixing dates. In the gastronomic
chronology of Prltchard,B. C. meant
"before cooking" and A D. "after din
He never talked of salary., To him
the reward for identifying himself with
leading Fred, toward the entrance to
"Stop there." commanded Arkwright,
when Ito had come within a few feet,
"and climb the fence and go back to the
Ito dropped his hand from the bit
ring, climbed the fence with alacrity
and ran toward the kitchen door.
He had gone for a weapon—of that
Arkwright felt certain. No time was to
be lost if Arkwright was to get away
without further trouble.
Gaining his feet, he staggered to the
horse. To climb Into the saddle called
for the last ounce of his strength, but
desperation spurred and he managed to
get astride and plant both feet In the
stirrups. A touch of the spurs sent
Fred out of the corral at a gallop and
on toward the trail.
A bullet dug into the sand a yard from
Fred's pattering hoofs and flung up a
small geyser of dust. Arkwright looked
around. Ito, in front of the house with
a rifle, was trying to get the range.
A second bullet thudded against the
cantle and glanced singing into space.
Fred, frightened by the shooting, seemed
as anxious to get away from the mine
as was Arkwright, and plunged for the
ridge at his best speed.
The third bullet went wide, and the
fourth whipped past Arkwright's ear
like an angry hornet Before the Jap
could attempt another shot Arkwright
was under the friendly screen of the
ridge, and safe.
Now to reach the Golden Eagle before
Kjnerative activity was his "heb
adal emolument." Yet it only
reached Mrs. Prltchard in a fragmen
tary form, a large part of it finding its
way into divers cash registers before
he reached home on pay nights. It
tthis that led to his undoing and
esson in husband taming that was
ned to make a new man of him.
ritchy," his wife said one night, as
lrned over to her an even smaller
than usual, "I intend to put an end
ese cash register recitals that you
been attending. If you love music,
go to the opera. It is less expensive
than paying for the.monotone welcome
your dimes and quarters get from cash
registers in the drinking academies of
Tdm, Dick and Harry.
"I have recently been studying at the
women's club the progress of that ex
periment it! civic government known as
the commission system, and if it can
work wonders for Dcs Moines and other
cities, why not for an individual? You
know how Leibnitz regarded the monad
—the universe in miniature. What is
good for men in the mass must be good
for them singly. Henceforth you get
not a salary, but an allowance; After
a talk with your employer he has
agreed to a scheme I have evolved to
apply the Dcs Moines system of a com
mission government to the work of re
habilitating you instead of subjecting
■ to the Keeley cure.
The commission consists of two
ks in the office who will receive
r salary each week, hand oyer to
me ' the - amount necessary to maintain
the house, and out of what remains
daily allowance.* You may drink aU
O'Leary and Rufus had time to do their
telephoning! Arkwright's hope lay in
Fred's fleet heels, and he urged the gal
lant horse to the utmost.
The Golden Eagle mine lay directly
on the trail to the Manhattan Number
One. Fred, fancying he was bound for
home, jumped into the race with a whole
Three miles had not been covered,
however, before Arkwright realized that
his strength was not equal to the task
he had set for himself. His brain was
dizzy and the motion of the horse
seemed to tear every particle of strength
from his limbs. His will to conquer was
strong, and that alone kept him in the
saddle. But he had to drop the reins
and ding to the pommel with both
Odd visions ran through his blurring
sight. Amy's fair face was the nucleus
of the visions, and every conceit of his
whirling brain radiated from It as from
a bright cluster of stars.
A glance she had given him, there in
the room where he had talked with
Ellsworth In the presence of Quinn, led
him to infer that she recognized him.
If she had recognized him, then her per
sonal offer to i buy the mine, in spite of
her father, proved that he had not lost
Suddenly, by a heroic effort, Ark
wright caught himself just as he was
on the point of pitching from the sad
dle. With a pull at the lines he drew
Fred to a halt, dashed a hand across his
eyes and endeavored to marshal his
you can pay for, but beware of in
curring financial liabilities,/ for, like
Dcs Moines, you now have a debt limit
and beyond that may borrow only at
the risk of the lender."
Prltchard at first looked aggrieved,
then he humbly petitioned fer a re
call of the project, and when this was
denied him he took the field in open
rebellion. He quoted from a time
honored American document something
about "the right of man to life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness." and
threatened If need be to join the lei
sure, classes and stop the salary alto
gether rather than submit
Sisyphus and Mrs. Partington had
easy tasks compared to the work
Prltchard had set out to do and he knew
it, and it was not long before he bent
his neck In obedience to his masterful
wife. That very week the commission
government system went into effect
in a one man Dcs Moines. *
In a few short months the effect wns
seen in an improvement in hiß appear
ance and his work, and ;in the Prltch
ard home there was no longer any com
plaint of the high cost of living. Tet,
though Prltchard had experienced a res
urrection and a reincarnation, he chafed
under the restraint and longed for a re
turn of the good old days When he bent
elbows with the boys and took part in
the christening of the brewery twins,
hops and malt. At last he found a
way to circumvent Mrs. Prltchard and
the commission. In one night of short
lived triumph he organised the Endless
Chain Thirst league.
It was one-night during his appren
ticeship in the new life, when he was
long on thirst and short on change.
The San Francisco Sunday Call
William Wallace Cook
If he reached the Golden Eagle he
would have to tie himself to the horse's
back. Even then he had only a forlorn
hope of arriving at the mine with
senses clear enough for effective work
against O'Leary and Rufus. As he took
the coiled reata from its loops at the
pommel side he became aware of the
fact that he was close to a telephone
The wire to Phoenix paralleled that
part of the trail—the single wire over
which was to travel the warning O'Leary
and Rufus were to send to Quinn. An
idea struck athwart Arkwright's brain
like a flash of lightning.
For a minute or two he rested in the
saddle, then, riding to a point between
two of the polea he made an upward
cast with- the rope In the hope of loop
ing it over the wire. The cast fell short.
He rested and tried again. Half a dozen
times he made the attempt, taking a
longer and longer interval to store up
strength against each throw. The last
attempt succeeded. Blindly he caught
the contracted noose as it came down on
the opposite side of the wire and dropped
it over his saddle horn. The free end of
the rope was then secured and he head
ed his horse at right angles to the tele
phone line and used his spurs.
With a snap and crash the wire was
torn loose; then It fell from the poles,
bowed into a taut arc, and snapped in
twain. Following this, Arkwright clum
sily passed the rope around his waist
and around the saddle horn, tied a knot
—and knew no more.
that the idea came to him. He and
another man who was willing to take
his place upon the frontiers of an in
vitation were walking down Broadway
looking for what printers call a "Sa
maritan." A possible candidate hove
in sight. Prltchard stopped him.
"Myself and my friend," said he,
"'have formed an organization to be
known as the Endless Chain Thirst
league. We have both been painless
presidents of it—that is, the honor has
cost us nothing. We now elect you,
sir, to the office of president, but you
will have to loosen up and purchase."
Entering into the spirit of the thing,
the victim "bought."
"Now," said Prltchard. "having ful
filled the duties of president, it is your
privilege to nominate your successor."
The man named a friend of all three,
and he was duly and solemnly elected.
The league resolved itself into a com
mittee of the whole to go and get
him. The new president bought a
round of drinks, and then, following
the usual procedure, nominated a suc
When the day waned that league,
with its accumulation of past presi
dents and constantly inaugurated new
presidents, filled the barroom, and the
last man who bought a drink before
the league's dissolution had to pay
several dollars fdr the round. It had
been truly painless for Prltchard. He
had all that he wanted to drink and
It had not cost him a cent.
It would not, of course, be possible
to organise such a league every day.
and after this one lapse from grace
he was again In the tolls of Mrs.
Prltchard and the commission.
Hfs last Facia thousrht was trt rft
ultation. By a final rallly of his ftacrying
powers he had put a finishing toiwor* to
his unpleasant experience with Qulnh
and his men. Now let come what would
—he had done his best.
Arkwright came to himself in his fa
miliar quarters at the Manhattan Num
ber One. It was the room occupied
jointly by himself and Chiswick; and
Ch is Wick, busy with a newspaper, sat in
a Chair by an open window.
"T say. Garde!" Arkwright called
CI wick flung aside the paper and
jumped to his feet. "Good!" he ex
claimed, approaching the cot. "You've
been out for a long time. Tom. and we
didn't know just when to expect you
"A long time," echoed Arkwright.
"What do you mean?"
"It's four days now since your horse
brought you back to the Manhattan
Number One, hanging limply from the
rope that secured you to the saddle.
Four days, son! The doctor will be
here this afternoon, and his orders were
t:»at you were not to talk if you recov
ered between his visits,"
"Rut I want to know —"
"What you want to know will keep.
Good news will always keep. Doze off
and don't be inquisitive."
Arkwright felt weak but very com
fortable, there in his own bed, and he
changed his position and"slept. When
he opened his eyes again, some hours
i-'tf-- it was whispered voices that
Doctor Hemingway of Phoenix was
b#«*de his bed. fingers on his pulse.
"You're worth a dozen dead men yet,
T( m," said he. "but you had a close call
* f It A hair's breadth one way or the
other and that bullet would have nicked
yea tot keeps. Here, try a little of
Chiswick, on the other side of the bed,
lifted Arkwright so he could drink from
the glass tha doctor held to his lips.
"How is everything?" Arkwright
"All Phoenix is laughing at the joke
on Quinn," said Chiswick.
"Then they know about that old pros
pect hole and what's in the bottom of
"They do. O'Leary started in to do
some talking over the phone, at the
Golden Eagle, before discovering that
the wire was down and communication
interrupted. Miss Ellsworth got the
mine. O'Leary and Rufus rode in and
told Quinn all about the newly discov
ered vein—but it was eternally too late
to help matters. They say Quinn Is wild."
"How about Ellsworth?"
"He's the sort that likes to see the
tables turned in just such a way. He's
pleased to death. Priest has been look
ing over the newly discovered vein for
him and declares that the Golconda will
prove a bonanza. If you and Miss Ells
worth care to sell, Ellsworth will take
the mine off your hands:"
"At how much?"
A twinkle came into Chiswick's eyes.
"Miss Ellsworth says five hundred
thousand," he answered, "and her
father is willing. But you're a half
owner, you know, and Miss Ellsworth
will do nothing until she gets an ex
pression of your views."
**Does Ellsworth understand why I
went to the Golconda under a fictitious
"He does I put that before him my
self. He takes all the credit of making
you a man of mark, Tom."
"Is he friendly toward me?" -,
"Friendly!" Chiswick exploded a
laugh in which the doctor joined. "I
should say so. Any thing you want,
Tom, you can hay Ellsworth's
blessing. Lord What's-His-Name has
taken the car for the east."
"Get me well, Hemingway," begged
Arkwright, turning to the doctor, "so
I can make a trip to Phoenix before
"It's not necessary for you to go to
Phoenix," said Chiswick, stepping to
the door and calling.
The next moment Ellsworth entered
"All right?" inquired Ellsworth.
"AJI right, John," answered Chiswick.
Ellsworth advanced to the side of the
: bed and put out his hand.
! "I'm sorry I misjudged you, Ark
wright," said he. "You have proved
; yourself able and resourceful. I stand
• ready to pay over the five hundred
■ thousand for the Golconda mine any
i moment you and Amy are ready to
, take it."
"It's all Amy's," returned Arkwright.
"I haven't a ghost of a hold on the
"That is the way the papers were
made out. anyhow."Ellsworth chuckled.
"Three hundred thousand is the profit
'to be divided. Your share is a hundred
1 and fifty thousand."
"Is the Golconda worth five hundred
1 thousand?" Arkwright asked.
"Priest showed me the vein," an
swered Ellsworth, "and showed me, by
[ means of open cuts, where it runs the
, full length of the Golconda claims.
• There's enough ore, practically in sight,
' to—" He broke off with a laugh. "But
' I'm buying the mine, not selling It," he
, "You didn't recognize me when I met
you in the trail, on the way to the
I Golconda?" queried Arkwright.
"No, but Amy did. You didn't fool
her. Say, Arkwright, I take off my hat
'■ to that daughter of mine. I—l con
gratulate you!" He turned abruptly
and left the room.
The doctor and Chiswick followed
him; hardly were they gone when some
one else came—some one else who
nestled her head close beside Ark-
I wright's on the pillow and laid a soft
hand along his cheek.
i "Three years, dear," whispered Amy,
| "three long years we have waited for
this hour. But they have been worth
\ the waiting. They were years of
achievement Father had first to be
' won before—"
' She hesitated, her eyes dancing and
the rosy color suffusing her face.
\ "Before I could have you," smiled
' Arkwright happily.
The conversation that followed meant
' much to themselves alone and was not
' for alien ears.
Aunt Amelia entered the room pres
; ently, ushered by her brother. Destiny
had failed to unite one of the Ells
worth name with the British peerage,
and destiny, by so doing, had severely
disappointed Aunt Amelia. The worthy
' lady had bowed to the inevitable, (iok.
ever, and had come to congratulate
Arkwright and to wish him well.
"This dear child, Mr. Arkwright- *•
murmured Aunt Amelia, laying a fona
hand on Amy's shoulder, "is a girl in
a million, and worthy of all—"
"Lord Lennox said that, Aunt
Amelia!'* exclaimed Amy.
"Somebody else said It before Lord
Lennox did," said Arkwright, "and some
one else has been thinking it for three
'•If you young people," spoke up Ells
worth, ''will condescend to talk busi
ness, we'll close up this Golconda deal.
I'm needed in New York and have al r -•.
ready wasted too much time in this '
corner of Arizona."
"We'll not talk a word of business
until after the—the—" Once more Amy
"Until after the wedding," finished