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One Hundred Thousand Dollars For Dolls
Jessie Niles Burness
. /T"\ o we get a dollar's worth out
I 1 of each of the dollars we
g J spend- in Christmas toys?" I
§ asked.
"Do we? Say! Come along: with
me a minute; look at this dollar doll —"
"Yes, I know, it is a beauty." (And It
is; the size almost of a live, really
"•truly baby, real hair, Jointed arms and
legs, buckled slippers and stockings
that come off). "But about how many
' dolls do you suppose will be needed
to supply the Christmas demand in
San Francisco?"
. "All told? Probably about a hun
dred thousand, and they range . in
price. from n."> cents to $25."
"Them it is pretty safe to estimate
we v.-ill spend for dolls something like
-$100,000?"
"I shouldn't wonder. The Christ
mas toy trade of this one store will
probably run pretty close to that fig
ure."
"And dolls are only one item. Prob
ably half of them will be destroyed —"
• "No, nothing like that. Toys are all
well made. Now-a-days you can't fool
the children much. I should say fully'
two.-thlrds of the toys purchased this
year will be on duty next Christmas.
They wear out, sometimes, but—take
this set of furniture, for instance—
* two 'or three generations of children
could play with' that and not hurt it
much-" .
Which was quite true. A very gay
little affair it is—six pieces. settle,
table and four chairs in red and gold
and black, made in: Russia; price $25.
"They come from all over the world,"
_ lge said. "I should think a story of
how they are assembled ought to be
interesting.
"It will be, but tell me first some
thing about values. , Children are re
lieving their parents of all responsi
bilities relating to them, these days,
banking their own savings, choosing
, their own vocations, making their own
purchases. , Now, when it comes to
spending are they any more careful?"
"Not a bit different from you and me
when we were that age. A child is a
.child the world over and always will
be. Keener, these days, about know-
Ing exactly what they want, and
quicker than lightning, in distinguish
ing between a good and a poor toy, or
detecting the slightest blemish, but
play is the main thing in life -with
them. When they lay out their sav
ings the only difference I see is that
as a general thing they have their
minds made up exactly as to what they
want. and nothing else will do; price
cuts no figure with them, and if you
could see them start off there would
be no question in your mind about
their getting value received. Why don't
you come in any Satur ,ay afternoon;
there is less buying then; that Is done
by the mothers, on Monday, after they
have found out what the children want,
but you'd enjoy seeing them. "
We rambled along through toyland
a«= we talked, he calling my attention
now and then to some new toy or new
CHAPTER \ I—( ontlnned
HE POINTED toward the Junction of
the side wall and the ceiling. "The
bullet lodged in the panel of the wall.
Rafferty put up his arm like this. He
was never hit. I meant to kill him, and
I shot. But I didn"t hit him. It was the
last thing I remembered before I top
pled over in the big chair. That, and
his going out into the night. I remem
ber that. Its all come back, just in a
flash. Yes. I never saw him after
that. 1
"Yet you confessed," she protested.
"Yes," he answered. "I tell you,
everything was muddled. Life was
hazy. 1 knew I shot. I knew I shot at
him. I knew I shot to kill. And they
found him, later, shot—dead. Of
course, I thought I had done it. I knew
I had done it. But it's not so. I meant
to do it. I tried to do it, and then "
Flinging both arms about him, she
searched his face with eager eyes.
"Jim," she cried hysterically, "are
you sure?'
"I know, I, tell you," he answered.
"Yes, and there's another man. Yes,
Pemmican. He's the chap. He. was
there." He stopped again and looked
down at the small dress that, through
all his excitement, he had nursed ten
derly in the crook of his arm. "Yes,
It's Just as well I didn't kill Rafferty.
•And I 1 must l"t them know. I must
let everybody know. .1 must prove it.
Pemmican'll prove it for me. He was
there."
Miriam shook her head. "He testi
fied at the trial, you ramember, Jim,
but—"
.She opened a small drawer and took
out an old newspaper clipping.
"Besides," she said, softly, "Pemml
can is dead." ;
"Dead?" he exclaimed in surprise.
"T didn't know it. Why didn't you tell
me?"
She put her finger on her lips. "The
forbidden subject, dear." she answered.
"Dead!" echoed Challoner. '"Why,
he died not long after I was tried. In
the house of detention. Kept there as
a witness. Poor chap. The confine
ment must have killed him. No, wait
a minute. I^et me have that little
dress. I've got to think it out. I never
killed Rafferty, and I've got to prove
It." He leaned over an<l kissed a tiny
bit of ruffle. "Got to prove it for you.
little one, for you."
"Jim." insisted Miriam, quivering,
"are you sure?"
"J^ook at mcl" replied <Iw lloner.
form of an old toy. The "cyclonaobile"
displaces the velocipede, and you can
be sure any boy or girl -will ,get dollar
for dollar out of that purchase. "Play
suits" —in price from $2 for a well
feathered Indian, to $8.50 for a cow
boy suit with shaggy "chaps" and a
very business like gun and belt, are
great * favorites, and in the mechanical
toys there is everything for everybody,
even automobiles and airships.
The talking doll, though, —well.
she is still slow about learning to
speak plainly. He told me of a Ger
man company formed last year that
expended 100,000 marks (that's about
$25,000) to fit phonographs into dolls, .
but results are not satisfactory. Prob
ably Edison could do It; but will he?
One midget, about 3 or 4 years old,
In an .In.lian suit.'was playing alone,
flourishing a toy pistol, and I said:
"You must be'; a cowboy." He an-.
swered. "Can't you tell that by my
clothjs?" Could you have seen his
face there would be no question of
waste 'n regard to that investment.
"But about getting these things from
all over the world together?" . " -
'•Right after Christmas we begin
preparations for next Christmas. You
see, there are certain lines that keep
tip Just about the same, year after year.
Occasionally a favorite drops out; the
.Teddy bear went too strong to last,
though we still sell a great many; but
Punch and Judy are dead. We check
up what we have sold in each line anJ
figure from that what we are likely
to need. Sometimes we guess wrong,
but not often.
. "We lay out plans to be in Leipsic
the first week in March. That is when
the great market is held there. Buy
ers are on hand from all over the
world, probably S.OOO of them, and toy
makers and merchants, too. from all
over the world; it would be hard to
say how many of them. It Is a regular
toy fair. You would need to speak nine /
or ten languages to deal with all of
them. On my last trip the buyer for
a Spanish house went about with me
a great deal and tried to do me a lot
of favors because he spoke only his
own language and thought because I
could that we got along better. It is
an advantage to be able to speak with
a man in his own. tongue when you are
trading. - I don't know why. but he
seems to have more confidence in you
and to .be willing ,to treat you •"more
fairly.'. \ -■■■■' &?-?*£s) '■" ' '" ~-:
"Of course, wp are always on the
lookout for novelties—really good
things, you know—just like the vaude
ville managers, only we help each
other. I'll meet a man. say from some
eastern house. He will tell me he
found this or that toy—a rooking horse,
let us say—some place In England, and
all about It. Next year I will probably
make my trip include a visit to this
place, wherever It may be.
"Our rooms In Leipsic are engaged
for us months in advance, and I paid
for mine $.'.50 a week—just double the
rent usually charged, and that applies
to pretty nearly everything:. But you
can be sure we get full value out of
that outlay, because everything under
BRIBED
"Sure? I was never surer of anything
in my life. I tell you it has all come
back, the memory of it, just as it was,
in a flash. It was you. little one," he
said, bending once more over some
thing imaginary in his arm, "that
brought it back to me, that made me
think about it hard."
Miriam had watched him closely.
Suddenly she ceased to tremble.
"Yes, yes," she conceded, "it Is true.
I can see. I. too, know." She sobbed
and dropped her head upon his shoul
der. "Yes, it's true —true."
"And I've got to prove it true," he
said.
Miriam suddenly lifted her eyes.
"And, Murgatroyd— Why, if you were
innocent—"
"Well?" asked Challoner, calmly.
"He ought to know it," she re
turned.
"What <lo I caro about Murga
troyd?" returned Challoner almost
roughly. "What do I care about my
self? I care about you," he went on,
fiercely, "and I care about my baby—
my little baby, that is coming—coming
to you—to me."
"Jin," breathed Miriam. "[ am
happy. 1 am so happy. I knew. I
felt somehow, that things would come
out right. Happy? I don't care whether
you ever prove this, so long as we
know, so long as its real. Happy? Yes,
j<>r. With five hundred dollars in the
bank, and the business, and," she whis
pered, "baby."
"Yes." he replied, "bah:,. I didn't
kill Rafferty, and 1 know it That's
the most important thing. That makes
it easy for—for all the rest.'
Reluctantly he yielded the tiny gar
ment to Miriam.
There was a knock on the Inner
door that Miriam had closed.
Kloise pushed it open and came in.
i hope," eaid she gayly, little know
ing what had taken place, "that we'll
have a good meat dinner now. I'm as
hungry as a bear."
They had it. But it was an hour
late; and burnt to a crisp, at that.
"I've got to tell you why. though,"
said Miriam. Joyfully, to Eloiso.
< lIAPTER VII
A Five Hundred Thousand Dollar Job
Muller expectorated genially. "Hows
the joint ballot anyways?" he called
across the office to McGrath.
They were lounging in the prosecu
tor's private office, to which they had
free access at all times of the day.
the sun is done to enable us to see
everything there is to be seen.
"The orders are all placed through
a commissioner. He assembles all the
goods for us that our orders on the
different merchants and BUtSOfsctttrea
call for, and packs them, charging us
McGrath occupied a strategic position.
In that he held in his hand the latest
edition of the Morning Mail.
, "Oh," he returned, "it's hot. Its
I tell you. Both houses up all
night. The hands of the clock moved
back about 10 times, and still going
it. Still in session."
"Lets see the extra?" said Muller.
McGrath tossed it over. Across its
face, in huge letters, appeared the
single, significant word:
"DEADLOCK"
"Oh, but it's Murgatroyd gives them
the fight," said Muller, with enthusi
asm.
McGrath smiled. "Sure," he an
swered, "he's holdln' 'em. But that's
all he's doin'. And what of that? He's
got notliin' to hold 'em on. He ain't
got a cent o" money, not a red. And
everybody knows it. It's my opinion, '
went on McGrath, "that the job goes
to Thorneycroft."
Muller read the first page of the Mail
with care. Then he nodded.
"I guess you're right, MoGrath." he
said. "Thorneycroft'll be the next
United States senator, all O. K. Hang
the luck:"
"How can you help it?" reasoned
MoGrath. "Look at them there brew
ers, putting up maybe a quarter of a
million to help Thorneycroft out. Say,
look a here," he hissed in an under
tone, "say, the votes of the River
county assemblymen were quoted on
the market last night at—what do you
think?"
"I dunno," sighed Muller. "I wish
I was an assemblyman, at that."
"Just twenty-five thousand dollars
a piece." hissed back McGrath, "and a
rising market, growing stronger every
minute. And they'll pay it, too. them
brewers. One fellow wanted fifty
thousand. He'll get it. See If he
don't."
"I wish I was an assemblyman," re
peated Mulier, wistfully. '
"If you were." said McGrath, "and
there was Thorneycroft and twenty
flve thousand on one side for you, and
on the other was Murgatroyd without
a cent, who'd you vote for? Come,
now, tell me that."
Muller waved his hand.
"You'd vote for Murgatroyd!"
yelied McGratli, "you know you would.
Come, now. you couldn't help your
self."
Muller sighed again. "But I ain't
an assemblyman," he answered.
"There's somebody at that there
door."
I per cent commission for doing this,
and we pay the transportation
charges, naturally.
"This commissioner will go with a
buyer who eon not speak the language.
I was born in California, but my
people spoke Gorman and they re
William Hamilton Osborne
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McGrath -crossed,: to the door, and
threw It open. There were three peo
ple there. ..' ,J; «*.*
One was Challoner, one was Mrs.
■ Challoncr, one was Eloise Bloodgood.
McGrath, who remembered them well.
and who knew Challoner especially
well since the county hospital investi
gation, bowed low.
"The prosecutor's out," he an
nounced, "and this is his busy day."
Eloise stepped forward. "We must
see him," she exclaimed.
"He's expected any minute," said
Muller from across ?the room. •
"We'll wait," said Challoner.
"We'll wait." said Miriam. -■ .
"We'll wait." echoed Eloise. ;
McGrath bowed again and went back
-> to his window. •. ■ '..- . < "
■; Miriam turned to ■Eloise. ■'.'"•-..-.
' "Eloise," she said, ,"you ought not to
have come. You'd better not stay." *
Eloise "\ looked narrowly at Challoner
and at his wife. "Don't you want me
to. stay?" she . queried. ' ..
-'■■ "Yes, yes,'l Miriam eagerly assured
her. "but you don't want to stay." " .
"Don't I?" queried Eldtse. ,
"What good will it do." "asked Mir
.iam. ' But nevertheless she found her
-self clinging "to Eloise. as- she did In
every crisis, when Eloise happened to
be at shand.
--"Of ionise I'll stay," announced
iEloise firmly. "I want to be in at the
death." . ;: ' .
"At the death ?" > V / :
Eloise humorously started to roll up
her- sleeves. "I; can help with the
lynching!" she f , exclaimed.
Vi Meantime . Muller and McGrath, had
not k- finished, their desultory, conversa- <
tion upon the situation of ', the day.
■Muller nodded vigorously. , •
"They said," he remarked to Mr-
Grath-across the room, "that the boss,
was politically dead after he'd; cleaned
up the town, and knocked Cradlebaugh
and , blackjacked the organization.
Maybe; he was. Maybe he is. ■ But .he
fights, all O. K." -I .-■■•■■ .'':■.
"He : certainly cleaned -things ; - up,"
admitted-McGrath. He felt of his r bi
ceps. "We helped him, eh?'' . ,
■.■;.■„■ "He i didn't do a thing to Cradle- ,
baugh," mused; Muller.
C; "Nor to "i the machine," : smiled Mc-
Grath.
"Well, any how." said Muller, " if he
ain't got the machine and the brewers
and the twenty-«ni thousand dollar
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assemblymen back of him, he's got the
people. They know he's honest."
."He's honest all right," agreed
quired me to attend a French school.
It was a long while before I could un
derstand why, but a command of Eng
lish. German and French has been
wonderfully useful, besides all the fun
of ft
'From Leipsic after a week or 10
McGrath. "Yep. they know it. But
hang it, the people can't get him Into
the United States senate. It takes more
than the people. It takes good money
to do that. At least," he added, "it
always has, up to date."
Muller shook his head. "If he only
had a million behind him now."
McGrath snorted. "It's well he
hasn't," he replied. "It's well he never
had. If he had half a million, he
wouldn't be running for United States
senator. As like as not. he'd be play
ing golf of running a devil wagon."
"Gee. but he"d scorch!" said Muller.
"And." added McGrath. "he'd be so
load..] with golf medals that he
couldn't walk. Well, this ain't no Sun
day school picnic that he's in now. It's
a man's fight and no mistake, and with
nothing: but his honesty to back him."
The three visitors had heard this
conversation and had listened to it in
■ilence. But it was too much for
Eloise. She turned to her two com
panions and said aloud:
"Nothing but Ma honesty to back
him."
There was a sneer in her voice.
As if her utterance of the phrase
were the prosecutor's cue Murgatroyd
strode into the room. He looked as
unconcerned as if he did not know
that a bloodless battle was being
fought over him down at the state
capitol."
challoner rose nervously. "Murga
trode," he said.
Murgatroyd turned. He had not seen
them sitting there. He bowed Im
personally to all three.
I "Want to see me?" he Inquired
suavely.
"Yes." faltered Challoner nervously,
looking at Muller and McGrath, "and
alone."
Murgatroyd turned to his two men.
"Anything new?" he queried.
Muller pointed to the Morning Mail,
and to an unopened telegram upon the
desk. "That, from the assembly?" he
returned.
Murgatroyd shook his head. "No,"
Murgatroyd shook his head. "No," he
said, "I don't mean that. 1 mean, in
the Tannenbaum case."
McGrath gasped. "Gee," he ex
claimed, "we was so excited about this
here that we clean forgot the Tannen
baum case."
Murgatroyd took from his drawer a
bundle of papers and handed it to
Muller.
"Muller," said he, "look up that ex
days we go to Sonneberg, then to
Vienna, and usually then to Paris, but
not many toys are now made in
Prance. Germany makes nearly all,
with the exception, of course, of those
manufactured at home. Toy manufac
turing is carried on very extensively
here, you know, in Pennsylvania par
ticularly. Take the stockings, in price
from 2.') cents to five dollars. Part of
the toys in them come from Japan;
but this firm in Pennsylvania gets
them together and puts out the stock
ing. But in parts of Germany it. is
the only industry. Why. in placing
an order for—say this ferry boat —I
discovered that the factory where that
is made employs about 4,000 workmen.
Think of that—one firm manufactur
ing only mechanical toys of tin.
"The peasants? Not so much of that
now as there used to be. but it is still
quite an industry. You can nee father,
mother and all the children, even to
the wee ones, and often the grand
father and grandmother, too, working
together, making a toy, like this stick
horse, for, instance. This one sells for
one dollar, but they have them as low
as 25 cents. When you consider the
freight half across the world, and the
cost of the material that goes into it,
for a toy we can .sell for 25 cents they
can't get much. This dollar one, now,
going back to your first question, it is
real hide rovered, you see, strong, well
made. Any chiM could get, 1 should
Judge, several dollars' worth out of
this."
It was the school children's savings
that made me ask the question in the
first place. About $27,000 penny sav
ings banked in three months by about
42,000 children. That's pretty nearly
half enough to pay for all the Christ
mas dolls.
And if you don't think its withdrawal
from circulation hurts business ask the
candy man oti the corner by the school.
(Any school.) I did, and this is what
he told me:
"Say, it's ridiculous, that's what it is.
Those children are crazy about this
banking scheme."
"Taking candy from kids?" I com
mented.
"No, not that; they never seem to
think candy. Ideas are epidemic with
them, like measles—you've seen it all
your life. Nobody knows what starts
'em, but say it's tops, or marbles, or
jumping rope. One boy or one girl be
gins it one day; next day more than
half the neighborhood is at the game,
and it's pity you feel for the poor mite
tliHt hasn't his share in it by the third
day. Then it stops, for that season, as
suddenly as it began.
' We thought this bank game would
wear out the same way, but if anything
it gets worse. You better ask some of
them about it."
I had purposed doing this very thing.
Jt seemed to me those children were
being bamboozled somehow out of
about $27,000 worth of their childhood
by the scheme. You know Thackeray
Fays somewhere: "When I was a child
1 wanted taffy, and taffy was a shilling
and I hadn't the shilling. Now I have
rise violation right away. McGrath,"
he continued, "there are three witnesses
In the Tannenbaum case that we've -got
to have. Tfs up to you to get them.
If you can't find them by 2 o'clock,
let me know. Now go."
Murgatroyd seated himself at his
desk. Muller and McGrath left the
room.
"Now," said Murgatroyd to Challoner,
"what can I do for you?"
Challoner advanced toward the desk.
"Presecutor Murgatroyd," he said,
gulping, "it;-; up to you to clear me of
this Rafferty affair. I am not the mur
derer of Richard Rafferty."
Miiiam and Eloise had risen, and
were pressing forward, just behind
Challoner. Their eyes were fixed upon
the prosecutor's face. Murgatroyd
leaned back in his chair.
"1 know it," ho returned calmly.
"You know it?" gasped his three visi
tor??.
Murgatroyd nodded and opened his
mail.
"Yes," he mused, "I've known it for
about five years. And you must have
known it, too. How long have you
known it, Challoner?
"I just found it out." said Challoner.
"You don't say so?" returned Mur
gatroyd. 'Though I don't know," he
added, "that I'm surprised at that."
"Raffeity was killed," went on Chal
loner. "Who killed him?"
Murgatroyd, this time, was really
astonished.
"Do you mean to tell me." he ex
claimed, 'that you have just found out
that you didn't kill Rafferty, and yet,
you don't know who did kill him.'
"I'm here to find out," returned Chal
loner. doggedly.
"Why, thunder," returned Murga
troyd, "I thought you knew. I knew
that everybody didn't know. But I
thought you did. long ago. n was
Pemmican of Cradlebaugh's."
"Pemmican," erl lO ed Challoner as if
to himself; -ho w« the only man who
knew. He's dead."
"Yes." assented Murgatroyd "he
killed himself l n the house of detention
up at the jail. He confessed just be
fore the court of errors and appeals
tned Its opinion of affirmance | n your
<ase. it was a gtiM on his part that
murder. He saw his opportunity and
took ,t. He knew there was bad blood
l-etw, en you and Ilufferty. Knew that
you lu,d the motive, and the opportun
ty; knew that one shot was fired
knew Rafferty had a wad of bills on
his person, and he set out to get "hem
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the shilling:, but I don't want the taffy."
Talking to some of the children put
the matter in another light. One of
them said:
"I earn all of mine, except sometimes
my mother gives me enough to make it
up to even money. Sundays T sell pa
pers. Get up about 6 and work till 9
or 10, and usually I make 75 cents to $1.
I want to buy a wheel Christmas—
then I can run messages and earn
more."
Another one when asked what he in
tended to buy said "we're going to keep
it there till I grow big and my mother
thinks there'll be enough to start me in
something."
See the idea—independence—a busi
ness of his own, and Tie is such a
chubby mite of a little chap, not over 10
years old, surely, but while he "keeps
it there" he can modify hi»'plans or
change them entirely as often as' he
wants to. Half the joy in childhood is
in planning. !>ut the dreams that are
laid on a dollar foundation have a bet
ter chance for coming tru».
Moat of the children have an allow
ance of spending money each week.
Part of those who save deposit the full
sum. others only a portion of it, and
these weeks preceding the holidays the
deposits have dwindled to less than
half. Ordinarily they have run in the
different rooms in the grammar
grades from something like $15 a
week to $35 or $40. Some are accum
ulating a Christmas' fund, others are
already making Christmas purchases.
In a very few cases the children are
saving toward a college education, but
this is rare.
The teachers with whom I talked
rather like the idea, though it ia one
more chore for hands already bo full.
They say the influence of a purpose is
good and while only a few are play
ing this game and those the tame oneg
week after week, still the idea is gain
ing in favor. Jewish children and chil
dren of foreign parents predominate
over native sons in this instance of
thrift.
Will it be the means of their miss
ing any of the holiday fun? I think not.
Seems to me more like the inaugura
tion of a "sane Christmas" to supple
ment a "sane fourth of July." They
can withdraw any or all of their sav
ings with the co-operation, of their
trustees or guardians. Some have done
so, in whole or in part. Some have
planned to do this from the begi' ng.
But the habit will have been acquired
and in the new year they will begin
again.
And «i visit to any of the toy depart
ments just now will certainly gladden
particularly the soul of he who has
a reserve fund to draw on. My word!
but the tilings you find you need money
for when you go in there. Getting back
to our dollar doll, for instance. For
all her beauty, she needs clothes and
they come in regular lines, all sizes of
every sort of garment that a child
could require, underwear, dresses,
shoes, hats, jewels, wraps, toilet ac- i
cessories of every sort and at all prices.
One dainty doll was dressed in feilken
underwear with a gown of satin and
coat and hat of velvet. I didn't see any
Mr. Newly wed, but all the others of
the funny page family were there, so
probably he was just away for a min
ute —looking for Snookums maybe.
It was safe. He got them and got Raf
ferty; shot him dead. You see?"
"You have known all this for years?"
Miriam's voice faltered.
"Yes," answered Murgatroyd. "and
I supposed you did. I can see now
that you did not."
"How could we know it?" protested
Challoner.
Murgatroyd frowned. "Why," he
swered, "you had counsel —Thorney-
croft. Thorneycroft knew it."
"Thorneycroft!" cried Miriam.
"Of course he knew it," replied Mur
gatroyd.
"He never told us," complained Chal
loner.
"No?" echoed, Murgatroyd. "Well,
possibly he didn't' dare. Thorneycroft
and Thorneycroft*s crowd owned the
newspapers just at that time. The
news . was probably "suppressed for the
'public good.' "With that T had nothing
whatever to do. The difficulty. I im
agine, was with (>edl«b*ugrh. He was
the kingpin <in the machine. Public
opinion was important to Cradlebaugh
just at-that:time." Murgatroyd smiled
;reminlscently. "Public opinion was im
portant to the organization,: and to
Thorneyrroft just then. Cradlebaugh
was being pushed." You know the his
tory ' of -Cradlebaugh's.
; "The people liked Cradlebaugh. They
believed him ;straight. He wasn't. r He
was crooked. Fortunes lost there were
lost; by no game of chance. This act
;by;Pemmican.:hls right hand man; if it
had become known, would have kill*.l
Cfadlebaugli oh; the spot—at once. He
died; hard enough later, any way. This
would have been the limit, this murder
by Pemmican.-
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