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THE ARIZONA REPLBLICAN: SATURDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 3, 1894.
Hardware.
sera
W f '
R Cassidy Sulky,
Bonanza Gang and
Oliver Chilled pi
AT
EZRA W. THAYER'S.
Harness and Saddles.
Harness, Dash and Top
LEATHER!
OPPOSITE CiTY HALL.
IJ3F
WAS NEAR THE WRECK.
The Worden Case Drawing to a
Close.
Woodland, Cal., Nov. 2. Albert
Conrad of Washington, was the only
witness crosa examined in the Worden
trial today. He testified to haviDK
seen Worden in Washington about
11:45. He was walking on the river
road about 11 o'clock on the day ol the
wreck. ;ST
Owing to the absence of witnesses
for the defense an adjournment wits
taken nntil next Wednesday. The
case will probably be submitted to the
jury next Thursday.
COtJBTIM IN COLORAEO.
Some of the Difficulties an Ardent
Suitor Encountered.
Such an awkward situation and in
opportune time for a declaration of
love shaking1 about on the backs of
burros which were plodding along up
North Cheyenne canyon! Really, there
was too much of the ridiculous about it
for him to succeed. lie should have
known better.
To be sure the surroundings were
picturesque enough, or grand would
be a better word, perhaps. Those,
great masses of rock towering aathou
sand feet above them, those glimpses of
higher hills in front, those solitary
pines and furs, the mountain brook
urging its tireless way along by the
road which they were following it
was all sublime. All but the burros.
Truly those laughable little beasts
would spoil anything, and just as For
tescue had spoken, "crack" went the
driver's whip behind them, with:
"Get up, Johnny; get up, Stripes!" and
the burros actually broke into a trot,
and Miss Bacon and Fortescue went
bobbing up and down on their backs
until the natural laziness of the ani
mals made them again subside into
their slow walk. It was then that Ger
trude remarked almost crossly:
"I would thank you, Mr. Fortescue,
not to mention this subject again:"
Poor Fortescue! but he deserved his
rebuff. Why, on horseback would
have been bad enough, but burro
back! !
The truth of it was Fortescue was
desperate. Try as he would he had
never succeeded in getting a better
opportunity, and to-morrow would
find them going their separate w-ays.
Miss Bacon had too many admirers for
him to trust to a future chance; he
would let her know that he had fallen
hopelessly in love with her during
these few weeks of companionship, and
he did, with the result we have just re
lated. Miss Bacon was one of a gay party
stopping at Colorado Springs, and
"doing" all the objects of interest in
the vicinity. Fortescue was staying
at the same hotel and always made
one of their party. Everything to him
had taken on a new interest since
viewing it with Gertrude. The Garden
of the Gods, the caverns and passes of
Manitou, the wonderful Cheyenne can
yons, seemed altogether more awe-inspiring.
Had he not sat by her side
Awarded
Highest Honors World' Fair.
MOST PERFECT MADE.
A pure Grape Cream of Tartar Powder. Freo
from Ammonia, Alum or any other adulterant
0 YEARS THE STANDARD.
going and coming on that wonderful
cog road up Pike's Peak, and, oh rap
ture, had she not shyly confessed to a
sense of safety with him? Had they
not peered over the summit down on '
to the clouds below them? and surely, j
she had clung to him just a moment at j
that dizzy height. j
' 1 And when they stood together by j
the lonely grave of Helen Hunt, in j
that lofty, silent spot beneath the !
trees, and he was thinking of the j
noble woman who' so loved that place )
in life, did not Gertrude, too, stand
silent as if she shared the same !
thoughts, while the rest of the party j
were making exclamations of wonder j
and gathering mementos? Indeed, he j
felt there was a bond of sympathy be
tween them, and now, how cold, how i
rough, even, she had been; she might
have softened her refusal a little. She
might have known the pain it would
cause him. Would he ever get over it,
he wondered.
Fortescue had plenty of time to
think of all these things, for Gertrude
had managed to urge her burro for
ward until she caught up with some
other members of the party, and he
was left to the company of the guide.
The party had planned to go np the
North Canyon to the Silver Cascade
Falls, then cross the Divide and come
back by the South Canyon. They now
reached the trail which led them from
the road they had been traveling up
the mountain to the falls, so the guide
left his place at the rear of the proces
sion and look the lead. The others
followed him, single file, down steep
pitches and then up up the narrow
path, the burros loth to go, until they
reached a level place just below the
falls. There they dismounted to rest.
Some of the party descended to the H.
H. Falls in the brook below them,
while far above their heads, down
over the broad masses of gray rock,
leaped and shimmered the Cascades.
Fortescue threw himself upon the
ground. Gertrude had gone down to
the Falls, and Benson was assisting
her. If there was a person whom
Fortescue despised, it was this same
Benson. And he was always stumbling
in these rouh places. Suppose he
should stumble down that steep hill
side and drag Gertrude with him. But
there, he hardly thought he should
ire much he would be glad to have
her see that she was safer with him
than with anyone else. Fortescue was
plainly in an unenviable state of mind,
but Gertrude had been cruel. If she
had only shown a little regret.
His reveries were interrupted by the
party's preparing to mount the burros,
and they were soon picking their way
back down the mountain. There Were
some rather rough places climbing the
Divide, but what a view from the top.
Once or twice Gertrude's eyes sought
Fortescue, as he sat silent amid their
exclamations of wonder and delight,
but he was not looking at her. She al
most decided to speak to him, then she
thought:
"No, who would have believed him
so stupid?" referring to the love epi
sode, and she again felt vexed.
Now, what did Fortescue do that
evening early, but go up to the differ
ent members of the party and bid them
good-by, explaining that, as they were
going early the next morning, he
would not see them again. Gertrude,
standing near the piano with several
others, gave him a timid glance as he
carelessly put out his hand, but she re
ceived no look in return.
That night she cried herself to sleep,
and if one had asked the reason she
would have replied, in all probability:
"Because."
After all, what better answer is
there for some stupid questions?
The next afternoon they all met
again at Cheyenne, and this is how it
happened:
Starting for the east that morning,
the train which carried our party met
with an accident and could not pro
ceed, so the passengers were brought
back to the city.
"What shall we do with ourselves
until to-morrow?" they asked each
other.
"Oh, the Casino, by all means!" was
the general answer.
So, out to Broadmoor Casino they
drove, and had not been there long
when they encountered Fortescue He
stared at them.
"How's this?" he asked.
They explained.
"You can see by my dress that the
Casino was not my chosen destination.
I started for Cripple Creek this morn
ing, but the stage broke down not far
from here. There was to be a long de
lay and I lost my desire for Cripple
Creek, and at last found myself here."
"It almost looks like a fatality,"
said one.
At this remark, Fortescue sent a
quick glance toward Gertrude. She
met it and a vivid blush shot up into
her cheeks. She quickly turned aside,
but Fortescue felt a sudden hope. He
grew animated and quite like his old
self. But he did not attempt to walk
with Gertrude, as the party broke up
in couples and strolled about the
grounds. He walked along with Miss
Ellison and they went toward the lake.
"Would you like to have a row?" he
asked.
"No, thanks," she replied. "I prefer
to move about. I never had anything
tire and cramp me so much as that
burro yesterday."
"There isn't much poetry of motion
about them," laughed he, "and we
did some rather steep climbing and
rough riding."
Tailor In If-
HASSAYAMPER
Is one who drunk from Ariz
onw's famous river in very
early times.
He is tall, rugged, strong of
voice, long of beard and clad
In rough boots, slouch hat and
blue jeans.
We never see one without
wondering bow he would feel
and look in a handsome new
suit made by
NICHOLSON THE TAILOR.
GARDES CITY RESTAURANT
TrsE OLDEST IN THE CITY.
Enjoys thp best stand newith tradesmen. Fuye
everything at rntcah prii e and gives
the HKM K-CtM M HAL.
Tuck, Hing & Co.
DRUG If
STOKSB
AUSY PILLS?
Safe and sure, send 4o. for"Wqmah s safe
GUAR01' Wilcox Specific Co,Phh,pa.
"Poetry connected with burroB!" she
cried, mockingly. "They make every
thing ridiculous. 1 am sure I felt awk
ward on mine, and I should be very
careful to say only the commonest
platitudes at such times."
Like a flash of lightning a possible
solution of Miss Bacon's peevishness
occurred to him.
"I was a fool," he muttered.
"I beg pardon," said Miss Ellison,
politely.
"I was trying to think of some word
to rhyme with burro," he answered.
"I believe I'll write some verses on the
burro."
"They will be Ugly," she replied.
"Now, how would this do?" he re
torted: " Better than taking Luny Kuro;
Is to go riding on a burro."
They were still laughing when they
met Miss Bacon and her escort.
"Tell us," she urged.
"No," answered Fortescue, "not un
til I get a copyright, and then I will
be only too glad to tell."
The four went back to the Casino to
gether, and Fortescue sat down behind
Gertrude.
The orchestra was playing "A Sum
mer Night in Munich."
"What can be more beautiful than a
summer night in Broadmoor?" asked
Fortescue.
"We must stay out here this even
ing," replied Grayson. "I would like
to remember my last evening here."
"Are you sorry to leave the place?"
asked Gertrude.
"Yes, yes, aren't you?"
"Perhaps we won't get away to-morrow,"
answered she, evasively.
"No douot about that; we shall haste
to go."
The night proved fine. The moon
was full, making the grounds look
like fairy land.
Late in the evening Fortescue laid
his hand gently on Gertrude's arm.
"Come and take a last look at Chey
enne," he said entreatingly.
He led her to the upper piazza, and
for a few moments they stood silently
gazing at the ideal mountain looming
up between them and the western hor
izon, cutting off the world from that
side. The moonlight softened its
rugged clefts and rocks.
"The dancing and merriment seem
frivolous," remarked Gertrude in a
low tone. "I shall never forget this
night.
Fortescue was silent.
"Surroundings are everything," went
on Gertrude, innocently. "The peo
ple who live in continual sight of the
mountainsmusthave elevated thoughts
at times, even the meanest of them."
"Too often, perhaps," answered For
tescue, sadly. "My thoughts are ele
vated now to something I may never
attain.
She turned to hira swiftly, her face
illuminated.
"Strive," she said, earnestly. "Come
as near your ideal as possible."
"It is you," he replied, simply.
"But I I am such a poor ideal."
"You mean it makes you feel so to
be sought by me?" and he bent down
and looked wistfully at her.
Her eyes fell and the quick blush
crimsoned her face.
"No," she faltered.
"I can't live without you," he whis
pered, and as her head sank lower he
took her in his arms.
"What made you so cruel yester
day?" he asked later.
"Those horrid burros!" was the rath
er shamed-faced answer.
"O, woman!" murmured her lover,
but tenderly. Mary P. Harding, in
Household Realm.
Visitixg barbers are becoming pop
ular. They call on their patrons at
their respective houses, and there make
them presentable. The price of a
shave is twenty-five cents. With ten
regular patrons each day, a visiting
barber's weekly salary is seventeen
dollars and fifty cents.
STOVES.
TOVE
Lowest in Price.
Standard Manufacture.
Largest Stock .
d&tmmnL
JV GREAT HEAT.
A cold snap may some any night. Our
$9 No. 7 COOK STOVE
is a perfect gem. It throws a great heat and gives
perfect satisfaction as a baker, fryer or broiler. A
full line of
Round, Square or Open-Grate Heaters.
First Street, Opposite City Hall.
REA.Ii ESTATE.
GEO.
EEKIIS
Corner Waslioiton and Wall Sts.
r. 0. Box 323.
Phoenix, Ariz.
I want a list of your proper tr. It makes no
difference where it is, so that it is in the Salt
River Valley. I can sell all grades, whether
cheap lots, choice residence lots, business lots
or acreage. It costs you nothing if I do not
sell. Carriage at door. No trouble to show
property.
I now have buyers for both city and country
property
IMPROVED and UNIMPROVED
and can guarantee satisfaction to both' prop
erty owners and investors.
Mloney Loaned
on first-class security at reasonable rates.
Borrowers and lenders are invited to give me
a call.
GEO. B. PERKINS,
Plaoenix, - Ariz.

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