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ealJ, "though warm beneath, like a vol
cano. Now we who apeak Spanish
wa can throw oifr emotions to the sur
face." "Don't you think." responded Betsy
Harbara. that to conceal It but tc
efeow it's thft: la the more wonder-
iul way after all:"
The blood of the MatGregors in net-
sr-arbara was calling her tc the de-
lense or her own.
' "Do you happen to know any of our
Spanish songs?" pursued Estrllla.
"Only Juanlta, I ttlak and La Pa
loma." Estrllla looked as though he might
Save laughed but for Spanish polite
sess. "Those are Spanish for outside con
sumption, as when the Eng-Ush call
jour cheap oli-cloth Is it not "Ameri
an cloth.' Let me sins to jou but
a Spanish song does not go well with
the piano"
"There's a guitar over in the al
teove," announced Betsy-Barbara.
"Far-seeing maiden!" exclaimed Es
.trilla with snch a delicious Spanish
Toll on the vowels that Betsy-Barbara .
;derstandiBg, latKCd with her.
' So he tuned the guitar, Betsy-Bar-jbara
finding the key for him on the
, piano. And while he tweaked the
istrinirs, he made comment on them,
;as:
"This you -hear is the angel-string.
!lt Is for celestial harmonies. One can
Inot s wrong on this string; but it Is,
jtoo fine and high to make all our mu
isle This is the man-string. You can
'eo very right or very wrong on this
tone." "Thees one," he pronounced It;
iand he drew out the vowels as though
lingering on the thought. "This Is the
woman-siring. Listen now aiscoro-:
mt now! I tune it to the man-string.
Br I am God of this little world end
ww how beautiful!"
"You are talking poetry!" said Bet-ry-Barbera:'
and thought of the phrase
is somewhat awkward.
"Ah. but I am inspired!" replied Es
atlla. ("He surely 'doesn't mean me,"
bought Betsy-Barbara, "that would bo
do delicious!" However, he was look
bg not at her but at the guitar.)
He strummed little shimmering
rhords as ho spoke. He fell to silence, I
ut still the languorous music quivered
!rcm the guitar. Betsy-Barbara turned
ibout on the piano stool, her hands
iolded lightly in her lap, her eyes cast i
lowji. i
It'was many years before Betsy-Bar-'
tiara, looking back over everything,
:ould analyze the feeling of that mo
sent, could put It in its true relation
to herself and her life. At the time.
ihe knew only that she sat there im- i
passive; embarrassed, but inert, that
ihe felt shame vet also a furtive nleas- I
ire at the steady look of those caress
Inc eyes. It lasted only a moment.
The 'outer door slammed violently.
Betsy-Barbara started as though
taught in something guihy. She hesi
tated a moment for fear of showing
her feelings to Estrllla. Then she
walked out Into the halL There was
no one in sight That seemed curi-sns.-slnce
the hall stairs were not,car
peted, and one could hear footsteps,
(t was as though some one bad opened
the front door and then quickly closed
tt-again without entering. When she
turned .back, puzzled, ehe felt the ne
cessity for explanation.
"I thought It might be Miss Hard
ing," she said, falsely ''I wnntcd to
see her."
He only smiled the same caressing
raile. But the spell was cracked; arid
Betsy-Barb3ra herself completed the
break. Half an hour later she winged
i. hint, which he caught mid-course, &a
he seemed to catch every delicate
shaft of meaning. He rose and bade
her a formal good night. "I hope I may
sing with yob again," he said at part
ing.
Betsy-Barbara went to her own
room. She dwadled over her prepara
tions for undressing, making a dozen
starts and stops. She was not sleepy;
a hundred currents of thought were
crossing and recrossing In her mind.
So at last she threw a kimono over her
evening gown and sat down at the win
dow, maiden-fashion, and thought.
To- make no further mystery, tho
person who opened the front door and
disturbed the tete-a-tete between Ea-
etriria' and Betsy-Barbara was only
Tomm7 North. He had been searching
strenuously for a Job. No mystery
abot that, either. The reason was
Betsy-Barbara. The nignts quest nan haTed wt wbat had he feen
failed. The fluid mercury of his dis- ,prom UjQ haM Qf Mnlu,e(,
rxslUon had fallen almost to absolute Ben0flea a cJear Uct appeared In
ero. In this mood, he unlocked the. g j He had been
Trent door. The parlor was open; he awftre of her gtand,ns at the undinff.'
heard tho soft thrum of a guitar. Hun- Hqw had gfae lookedT soho, he
KZfim TllCIZ?? could not remember her face. Wbyt
thick hall carpet tb the partor door. Beciuge be had looklng ncr
He, looked In and beheld Betsy-Bar- DBckiesat something which.
bara sitting with flushed cheeks and V,,.prwhv
folded hands. It was the attitude of a suwereu wuy
woman who yields. Beside her sat the j The tragic night of the Hanska
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explosion. Tommy rushed out, slam
ralng the front door behind him.
Ills feet, rather than his will, car
ried htm away. There was a saloon at
the corner. As by Instinct, Tommy j
rusnea into it ana oraerea a giass 01
whisky his first since the night of the
Hanska murder. In a period Incredibly
&' , he fulniled the tragic purpose
lor vmcn no leu xne Doaramg nouso.
An hour and a half after. Tommy
North, muttering over and over to
himself, "New life In new clime
wond'fnl plan of genius ' was weav
ing toward the Belcct boarding house
of Madame Rosalie Le Grange. Labori
ously be unlocked the door; painfully,
and with occasional mutterings about
a blasted life, he reached the first land-
He strummed the Shimmering Chords
as He Spoke.
lng. And on that landing- a door
opened. Betsy-Barbara stood looking
at him.
i Yet curiously, as tho gaslight caught
her full. It was not upon Betsy-Barbara's
shocked wide-open eyes that he
fixed his gaze. He looked at her fet-i.
Betsy-Barbara was wearing hlgh-heelcd
veh-et shoes with paste buckles. la
the full light, they sparkled like real
diamonds. Betsy-Barbara stepped
back with woman's instinctive fear of
tk drunken man. So one of those slip
pers moved. Tommy, his eyes still
toward the ground, clutched at it. The.
motion almost tumbled him over did
make him reel against the door-post.
"Get it an' hold It," he said "then
discover murder."
"Mr. North Mr. North!" exclaimed
Betsy-Barbara and stood helpless,
ctaring at this weird performance.
"Drunk!" he said. "Final disgrace
everything gone now!"
"Mr. North," said Betsy-Barbara,
gathering her courage, "lieten to me.
If you wake people up tonight, they'll
never forgive you. Now I'm going to
lead you to your room."
Ho waved her away and started to
make his own course up the stairs.
Betsy-Barbara followed, her hands ex
tended to give help In case of need.
At bis own landing, Betsy-Barbara ran
ahead, opened his door, switched oa
the electric light. Then returning, she
pushed him In with a final;
"Good night and please try to bo
quiet."
Bcfsy-Barbara had endured a dajr
filled with as many varied emotions as,
it w generally given woman to endure.
She applied the best remedy that wom
an knows for surfeit of feeling. She
took down her hair, undressed, and,
cried herself to sleep.
CHAPTER VII.
Facing the Music
Tommy woke next morning to the
appropriate mental and physical tor
tures. When memory bad finished
with her rack, the future applied
thumb-screws. If he went down to
breakfast, he must meet-her. Re
morse and Jealousy struggled In him
with a perverse pride. At any rate,
ha would not run away. No, he would
face her. He would look Into her eyee,
which would be shocked and hurt. The
last embers of a ruined existence
would shine through his own. Then,
after she had seen and realized, ho
would go away forever and send her
lust one letter no. just one flower
jwUh Ms tATdUt j'et her taow wnat
be bad felt and what he had cast aside.
Then since the human spirit Is
never static having touched the low
est depths, his thoughts began to rise
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ten It. Now, ha remembered it clear
ly, perfectly. A freak of drunken con
sciousness bad brought back some
thing which he might never have re
membered again.
-Oeo whiz!" he cried, leaping out of
bed, headache and all. "She's looking
for evidence this will fix her!" A
cold dip and a dash ol bromide re
stored him wonderfully, for the tis
sues of Vommy North were resilient
and young. As he entered the dining
room for breakfast, only a Slight pallor
and a little languor Indicated the crisis
of th night before.
Betsy-Barbara and Conetanco were
already seated. Betsy-Barbara looked
blm full In the eye.
"Good morning, Mr. North," she Bald
evenly.
"Good morning," replied Tommy
shortly; and he slid into his chair and
attacked bis grapefruit.
The breakfast went on. Betsy-Barbara
talked freely; she appeared ani
mated even. She Included Mr, North
In the conversation, throwing him a
question now and then. He noticed,
however, that these questions came
only at regular intervals, as though
she were remembering to be very care
fuL That might be a good sign or It
might be a bad one, bo could not de
cide which.
Betsy-Barbara and Constance had
risen now. Tommy North, with an ef
fort of the will, rose and followed.
"Miss Lane." he said in the hall;
and then, since she did not seem to
hear him, he spoke louder, "Miss
Lane."
Betsy-Barbara turned. Alone with
him now since Constance had gone
on her eyes showed the emotion
which she had suppressed In public.
"What Is It?" she said Icily.
"I wanted," said Tommy "I wanted
to tell you something."
"I think," responded Betsy-Barbara,
"that you needn't make any more ex
planations thank you!"
She was turning away when Tommy
recovered himself.
"Oh, It Isn't that," ho said. "I can't
explain that, of course. I'm not trying
to explain that. Miss Lane. It's just
something something new In the line
of evidence about tho Hanska caser
1 think It may help."
Betsy-Barbara turned again and
this time quickly. Her look was
startled but heaven be p:ised
friendly.
"Something new!" she said, breath
lessly. "Oh, you angel frelh. from
heaven! Shall I send for Constance?'
This was the point where Tommy
North became a strategist.
"It has to do." he said humbly,
"with the way I was last night. You
saw me I shouldn't like to tell her." .
"Let's take a walk," proposed Betsy-
Barbara, with her wonderful practi
cality. "If you wish." said Tommy North
numbly, and yet thrilled with'. Bense
of renewed companionship. Indeed,
by the time they reached the street,
he had recovered his spirits to much
as to propose because the street was
so noisy, that they take a cross-town
car and walk up Fifth avenue. The car
waa crowaea; tney must stand; so
Ihey did not approach the subject of
tho moment until they were treading
tho street of the spenders. "
"Well, what Is itT I'm dying to
know!" eald Betsy-Barbara, the. Instant
they reached the avenue.
"Did I do anything strange," In
quired Tommy, "when I first saw you
last nightr
"You nearly tumbled at my feet, for
one thing," replied Betsy-Barbara.
"What what were you wearing on
your feet?"
Betsy-Barbara thought a second on
this peculiar question.
"My velvet slippers with the rhlne
stone buckles," she said.
Tommy nodded solemnly. ,
"That was It I was reaching for
them last night Just as I was reach
ing for something the night I fell at
Captain Hanska's door. And It brought
everything back."
"Oh, what do you meant" begged
Betsy-Barbara. "Go on! Please go
on."
"I had got to the head of the stairs
on the night of the murder," said Tom
my. "The gas was lighted In the hall.
I was pickled. You know how your
"It Was a Cluster of Diamonds."
mind gets on ene little thing when
you're pickled "
"I don't," put In Betsy-Barbara. In
spite of her interest In the story "but
please go on."
"And I saw something bright in the
hallway, close to Captain Hanska's
door. I braced against a post and
looked at it. It was a cluster of dia
mondsthe more I think of It, the
more it seems like that 6hoe buckle of
yours. I reached out to get It. Then
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1 tumbled TnaiiTT tne stuff, fhe'tum-
lie and the sticky feeling put dia
monds out of tny mind. But I'm sure.
Just tbo same, that I saw a bunch of
diamonds or something besldo that
door. You've asked me to tell you
anything I might find about the Han
ska case. And I'm telling, that's all."
Betsy-Barbara considered.
"It may not mean anything," sho
said, "and it may mean a good deal."
She considered again. "Even if the
diamonds were there, maybe it had
nothing to do with our case. If any
body had been robbed that night, if
there had been any signs of a burglar,
this evidence would be very important.
But the police say that the house
wasn't entered. Then again, what be
came of the diamonds? It seems no
one else noticed them."
"Well," remarked Tommy North
cynically, "there were a great many
policemen In the house."
Betsy-Barbara walked on, etlll think
ing. "Maybe. I'm afraid, though, that
It might be only an aberration," she
said finally.
"Perhaps," echoed Tommy North.
And now, having finished his introduc
tion, he approached the subject near
est his heart.
"Of course, that's all," he said, "ex
cept that I owe you an apology for
for my condition last night."
"It Is to yourself," said Botsy-Bcr-bara,
"that yon owe tho apology. Mr.
North, why did you do It again?"
Now it was in Tommy North's Im
pulses to tell exactly why he did it
to come but with the truth, accompa
nied by his opiulon of philandering
Spaniards. But that would havo
amounted to a declaration; and to de
clare his feelings ; for Betsy-Barbara
was leagues beyond his present cour
age. "Oh," he said, carelessly, desperate
ly, "I got a Jolt. That's all. And 1 took
It out In booze." t
"You told me the other night It was
because you hadn't anything better to
do. Mr. North," 3he added, suddenly
lifting her blue eyes to his, "I'm going
to ask a very personal question. I'm
not asking It for curiosity. I've a rea
son, yhlch I'll state later have ycu
saved any money?"
"Brace yourself for the shock," re
pllod Tommy, "but I really have. I in
herited three hundred dollars a while
ago. And my mother made me prom
ise one thing that I'd save a little
every week. I have five hundred dol
lars in the bank."
Betsy-Barbara nodded her wise and
golden head.
"That will do beautifully for a start,"
sha said.
"A start at what?" Inquired Tommy.
"At the Thomas W. North Advertis
lng agency."
"At"
"Tho Thomas W. North Advertising
agency. Its founded now, 10.15 a. m.
October sixteenth, at the corner of
Fifth avenuo and Forty-sixth street.
New York!" :.
"This is so sudden!'!' exclaimed
Tommy. But his heart leaped and
danced.
"Now, see, Mr. North," resumed Betsy-Barbara,
"I've diagnosed your case.
The trouble with you Is that you've
drifted. You need responsibility. When
you're boss, you won't bo loafing on
the Job. loud discharge an employe
who did that and you can't discharge
yourself. Some day you'll wish you bad
a business of your own. Then you'll
look back and De sorry you didn't start
it when you were young. You can get
business, can't you?"
"I ought to." said Tommy.
"And you can fix up the business
when you get It?"
"I supposo I can. I never lost a
place for Incompetence."
"Then there's really nothing mnro
to be said," responded Betsy-Barbara.
"Just get an office, and hang out your
shingle, and go to work. You may
fall, of course. But you'll be doing it
for yourself, and that, Thomas W.
North, is what you need."
Tommy North had been looking at
her as one who 6ees visions and hears
voices. "Why, that's tho way I used
to think. That's the way I used to
talk," he said. ' "I didn't realize until
I beard it from you, how I'd got over
it."
"The first thing to do when you're
starting in business is to find an of
fice," said Betsy-Barbara practically.
"There are lots of good cheap little
places in lower Fifth avenue," said
Tommy North.
"Let's look at them right now!" ex
claimed Betsy-Barbara. And the new-:
ly-formed Thomas W. North Advertis
ing agency wheeled and started south
ward. That afternoon, Betsy-Barbara and
Rosalie Le Grange were sewing togeth
er In the. sun-parlor. As they pulled
bastings. Betsy-Barbara slipped In a
remark which she tried artfully to con
ceal in general chatter.
"Mr. North tells me." said Betsy
Barbara, "that he is going to start in
business for himself."
"That so?" exclaimed Rosalie; "well
he's a nice, smart young man an' it
will be the very best thing for him."
She pulled bastings for ten seconds
before she resumed:
"It will keep him straight. He won't
have to be helped up to his room for
some time, I hope."
Betsy-Barbara stared and flushed.
"Oh! Did yon see it?"
"Now, my dear, I think It was brave
an nice of you. It's what any girl
should have done, an' it's what most
good, girls wouldn't have the decency
to do. No woman's a real lady when
she's too much of a lady. Yes I
heard him stumble, an' I come.out an'
looked."
"I I just opened his door and
pushed him In," said Betsy-Barbara,
blushing furiously.
"An quite enough I saw that, too."
Rosalie pulled bastings for a quarter
of a minute more. . Then sho added,-?!
suppose you called him down all he
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needed wlih"J"ou took that wallf this
morning."
"Oh, that wasn't the reason!" cried !
Betsy-Barbara, driven back on her
maiden defenses. "It wasn't that. I
really didn't want to seo him. But he
bad something new to tell me about
tho case or thought bo had. Some
thing he'd forgotten eomctbing which
came back to him last night when he
was well, you saw." And detail by
detail sho repeated Tommy North's
story about the diamond cluster. Rosa
lie, as sho listened with downcast look,
used all her will to keep her head
bteady and her fingers busy. 1
"That's Interesting," ehe remarked, '
In a matter-of-fact tone, when Betsy
Barbara had finished. "But I don't
know's It's important. They think. '
they see funny things when they're
drunk an' they're ready to swear to
'em when they sober up. Intend to
tell Mrs. Hanska or the lawyers about
It?"
"I thought I might I'm doing every
least thing to help."
"Well, tho evidence of a drunk
wouldn't at all In a court of law,"
pursued Rosalie, her eyes still on her
work. "Mr. North la pretty humiliated :
already, an' he's a nice young man, an'
ho'll probably cut out drink now he's
in business for himself. Still, If you
think It's j our duty "
"Oh, I hope jou think It isn't." said
Betsy-Barbara. "I don't want to put
Mr. North in that position, again."
"Can't see where it's the least bit of
use, an' 'twould only do Mr. North
harm," replied Rosalie. "It you was
me, would you french this eeam? Yes,
I guens it looks more tasty that way."
Rosalie turned the conversation to a
discussion of autumn fashions. She
sewed and chatted for ten minutes.
Then she looked ostentatiously at the
clock.
"Gracious! A quarter to four an' I
must bo down-town quarrelin' with
that laundry at a quarter past!"
She rose, gathered coat, bat and
gloves, and hurried to the corner drug
store, from which she made by tele
phone an Immediate appointment with
Inspector McGee. They met In Abing
don square, a rendezvous half-way be
tween her house and headquarters.
She proceeded to business at once.
"I've been Jest settin on this Han
ska case, inspector," she said. "Knew
if I waited long enough, somcthln'
would hatch. It has, but I can't say
yet whether It's a rooster or a duck.
In the first place, when's the grand
Jury goln to get to the Wade indict
ment?" "Pretty soon, I guess. I've been
holding them off until I get moro evi
dence." Well, keep holdln' 'em off."
"Honest, what have you got?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Hero
Rosalie broke out all her dimples, so
that Inspector McGee smiled on her.
"Call It a hunch from tho spirits."
"You can't come that on me," said
the Inspector, half playfully, "I kpow
your kind of spirits."
"Well, call It a woman's notion then,
if you like that any better. The grand
Jury's the first thing. Next, that old
house of Mrs. Moore's is still vacant.
Isn't it? I want to go through It with
you from top to bottom an' I've got
to do it so I won't be seen."
"That's easy. Wo can enter tin
block fron the other sido and go In by
live back door."
"Ail ngnc kowo xwo o"ciock to
morrow?" "Fine."
"Now I'd better run along. I don't
want to take any chances of being
seen with you."
"Honest, what have you found?"
"Honest, I don't know myself!" said
Rosalie Le Grange, dimpling over her
shoulder as she walked away. McGee
stood following her with his eyes.
CHAPTER VIII.
Coquettish McGee.
The Moore boarding house, Bcene of
tho Hanska. murder, remained closed,
a plain-clothes man from the precinct
detective force keeping it under watch
and ward.
To this house came Captain McGee
and Rosalie Le Grange. They ap
proached with all the caution of fore
thought, entering the block through an
office building on tho next street, open
ing the area door with a pass-key, go
ing into the house by the basement
door at the rear.
"Ugh! I hate to touch. It," said Ro
salie, drawing her skirts away from
the wreckage of the cellar. "I'm glad
I wore my old clothes. Guess Mrs.
Moore never kept this place any too
well an' with this dust an"your un
tidy cops, Martin McGee, It's Just scan
dalous now. Well, come on!" And so
sho dragged her police escort through
floor after floor, room after room at
first a superficial survey and then a
minute search.
As they came to Captain Hanska's
room, Inspector McGee stopped and
made oration.
"You. can see," he said, "that it was
an inside Job. Beginning on the roof,
there's no way to enter except by tbo
hatch which goes down into the lum
ber room. On account, of the fire regu
lations, the hatch couldn't be locked,
but it was closed Inside by a bolt. That
hadn't been monkeyed with. In fact,
the dirt around the edges showed thai
i the hatch hadn't been opened for a
long time."
"And the fire escape?" asked Rosa
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MA'VALLEY AND YOUR FUTURE INDEPENDENCE IS ASSURED.
ASK FOR LITERATURE DESCRIPTIVE OF THIS "GARDEN
SPOT OF THE EARTH." 5 ACRES UP, 5 YEAR8 TO PAY. 2
YEARS CROPS WILL PAY FOR THE LAND.
John 21. Qampbell
SCHMID-SHATTUCK BUILCING TEL. 26 BOX 1372.
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Legal Advertisements
NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION
Department of the Interior
U. S. Land O-Uce, Phoenix, Arizona.
Oct. 31 1313.
NOTJPE Is hereby given that MU
nos T. Murray, of McNea!. Arizona,
who, oa September 3. 1?GS, made
Homestead entry. No. 0766, for
ISW1-I, Section E, Township 22S.
Range 27E, G & S R Meridian, has
filed notice of Intention ta make three
3 ears Proof, to establish claim to the
Iand above described, before Jarcd (
D. Taylor, V. S. Commissioner, at .
BIsbee. Arlzota, on the 9th day of
Dec, 1313.
Claimant names as witnesses:
AhUah Arnett,
Water II. Murphy,
James S. Lelshman,
John P. Sabln, all, of McNeal, Arl
zona.
THOMAS F. WEEDI.V,
Register.
NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION
Department of the Interior
U. a LAND OFFICE, AT FHOE
NTX. ARIZONA, Oct 31,1313.
J NOTICE Is hereby given that
j George T. XIrkland of Don Luis, Art-
zona, who, on February 14th, 1907,
' made Homestead entry. No. 03610, for
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ptraptai fare. dark-circUd ?, stunted drrtloVment, and
canty. tuMul manDtr proclaim your foUy to aJi th world.
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drapUr 1 ran rid yon of all the raptoxna. inar anew
t jr married Ufa aad matt jou onc mora a mao anaon men.
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ED PLUMB. Pfop
Sec 5 Tp., 24S. Rango 24E O. &s SR.
Meridian, has filed notice of Intention
to make five year proof, to establish
claim to the land above described,
before Jared D. Taylor, U. S. Com
missioner, at BIsbee, Arizona, on' tho
10th day of Dec 1913. -,
Claimant naSes at witnesses:
Charles J. Lundvall, of Bisbee( Ariz,
lichard Brandon, of Don Luis, Ariz.
Charles Eberllng, of Lowell, Ariz.
Xiarlea W. Hull, of Don Luis, Ariz. '
THOMAS P WEED1N. Realster,' '
THINKS ITS LOST MINE
TUCSON The discovery of a caro
with dimension.! yet unknown. In the
mountains of Southern Arizona, by
Peter Morago and a brief exploration
of a section of Its entrance chamber
by Moraga and H. A. Sidow may fo-'
suit In positive announcement . that
the famouse lost Dutchman mine, said
to be worth millions of dollars, has
been found and a new mining region
entered.
WAS NAMED RECEIVER.
TUCSON John Metz, a banker, was
appointed by Judge Sawtelle tempora
ry receiver of tho Swanson Consoli
dated Copper Mining company, located
at Swansea. The application for a re
ceiver was made In the United States
court in May last but on account of
negotiations pending for the sale of
the property tho application vas cot
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