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CHAPTER XVIII. A PROPOSAL. Sitting with bowed head in a gambling house in Deadwood was a young man who, after a rather unusual run of luck against faro,, had just got broke. A little over a year before, this young man with a de sire to make a fortune, had left his home for the Black Hills. That he had not made his fortune was evident from his despondent attitude and the facts as cited above In his bitterness of heart lie was com muning with himself after the fashion some men have when in their cups. "Your a fool, Ed. Benton, your a fool," he said in a subdued monotone. From out of confused murmers an attentive list ner might have dihtinguished two words, "M3oney and Kate." Yes, it was Ed. Ben ton, the Colonel of his associates of the Angels, but how changed. His eyes were dim and watery, his shoulders stooped and his tall figure attenuated and weak look ing. It would have been hard to say which was uppermost in his mind, the money or the woman. "hard luck partner" said Wild Magill, as with unsteady motions he approached Benton. The forlornness of Ed's face gave him confidence, for as he tapped him on the shoulder he said: "I'll show you a game theres more money in than faro bank." Wild Magill was a devil-may-care char- 1 acter, who though he was considered a hard man, was neither dangerous nor des perate. Under the guise of boastfulness he assumed to be a desperado of the worst type, but he was cautions enough to pick his men. His plan was soon told. Ed. could have an eighth interest in the Geor gia mine, if at midnight he would help two others to jump it. A prominent Paci Sfic coast capitalist would see the matter through. There was some risk of course " of bullets from Winchester rifles, but the 1 Georgia could be taken, and then a for tune awaited those who made the capture. With awakening mind Ed. listened to the 1 plan. Not himself, feeling hurt and des perate, he was on the point of saying yes, when a boy thrust into his hand a note. f C--PTER XX. CIIPTER XIX. AN AWAKENING. "M3r. Edward Benton, Present," was the superscription written in a small neat hand. With astonishment he viewed the signature-Kate. Could it be possible? Was it Kate Owens? Following the direc tions contained in the missive he applied for admission to room 5 -- hotel, and was received by demure looking woman in black. Despite the demureness of her assumed expression it was the same Kate Owens whom he had left so lovingly over a year before. Much surprised and dis appointed was Mrs. Owens when she viewed Benton's haggard face and dissi pated figure, nor was she slow to give him f her unqualified disapproval. He felt the sting of her words, knew that his appear ance but too plainly portrayed his irregu lar and intemperate habits. In his anxiety t to divert her attention and coversation from his dissipation he vaguely launched r forth in a recital of how he would soon r succeed in money making. lie told her the proposition conveyed to him by Wild MIagill, and though actually ignorant of 1 the value of the Georgia. told her extrava- t gantly of its worth. She listened closely and attentively till he had exhausted his subject and story, and then said: "Don't have anything to do with it. MIa gill is a boasting fool, and your reward will be but a paltry one compared to the risk you will take." Her tone was com manding, her manner positive. She spoke with a certain confidence and assumption of familiarity with the subject which stag- ii gered Ed. She seemed to know all about it; was better posted than he was and wound up her advice with: "The best thing you can do young man, is to get sober and get to work." e What right had this woman to talk to t him in that manner? and still he did not say one word in return to her rebuke. When the vials of her indignation had been fully poured out, she condescended to give him some news regarding herself. Four months ago Mr. James Owens had t been kind enough to die. With a sicken ing sense of her deceitful praise of the departed spouse, Ed. listened to her re cital impatiently. Her tale of Clara's hap piness with Paul Gerod jarred upon his ear. Never until now had he entertained any suspicion of the woman's character. Owens had died bankrupt so she told him. Her lather had been compelled to pay a few small outstanding obligations, and rather than have the old man throw up to her what he had done for her late hus band 'he had come to Deadwood under the protection of the very same capitalist who was about to sieze upon the Georgia mine. The truth of the matter was she was a rich man's darling. Ed, though he was fully aware of his own debasement, loathed her advances, and though he gave tacit assent to what she proposed, was determined to free him self from her influence. So promising to come back soon, he returned to the gamb ling house a wiser but little-better man. CIAPTER XX. FOR CHEYENNE. "I want to go away", he said to Morton who, ornamented with a big diamond pin, was parading through his palace of for tune. "I want a few dollars, and if I get hold of any money, will send it back to you." Morton was in luck, his big gambling hall was yielding him an immense reve nue. In a most generous frame of mind he listened with quiet and smiles to the man who but two days before he ,ad frowned severely upon. As long as Ben ton's luck lasted he had made it pretty hot for Morton's game, had won with a high handed effrontery of manner which made the sport a little provoked; now that Benton was broke Morton looked with" some degree of sympathy upon him and said: "If fifty will do you any good you can have it." Fifty dollars was more than Ed. had hoped to get, but it was not much more han enough to get away on. So with thanks and promises he took it, and next dayo was on the road headed for Cheyenne. CHAPTER XXI. TO SAVE ED. The grabbing mine owner sat with his wine at his elbow and an imported cigar between his fingers. "Kate, can't you remember young Ben ton, seems to me you knew him out on the Pacific slope," he said to Mrs. Owens, who with languid grace was posturing in an easy chair. "No. I never heard of him that I can remember," she answered. "Did'nt you enquire of me about him a few days ago," he asked. "No, Major, I don't know of any such person's existence," she replied with a bored, weary indifference. "Some one else perhaps," he mused aloud. "Magill tells me," he went on half to himself, "that he's got plenty of nerve and will take the Georgia for an eighth." Mrs. Owens, with dreamy, half closed eyes, pretended to be in no wise interested in the Major's conversation,yet every word was being weighed by her, and her brain was busy. Le "If the Georgia's good I'll buy him out; it if its not, what we think it is, he can keep e it," added the mining magnate. Kate Owens made a resolve. She would see Benton again tnd warn him to have d nothing to do with jumping of the Geor gia. The streets of Deadwood were alive with swarming crowds of men. Women were, e in those days, but a small proportion of the inhabitants, and a woman on the side walks during the early part of the night e was a rather unusual sight for the motely throng which moved with restless surge n from one house to another. e "Who is she?" was a question often asked as a lithe, quick female figure with half drawn veil elbowed her way through y the crowd up the main thoroughfare. No d one seemed to know. Whatever her er rand was, she was in earnest and in a hur n ry. So that men stepped aside to let her r pass and turned to catch a glimpse of her. d Kate Owens knew where the Georgia was located and knew, too, that on this night the jumping was to be done. Knew that y before the act would be done it might be accompanied with loss of life, perhaps murder. In vain had she attempted to bring Ed. Benton to her. ter efforts had been unguccessful. Believing from an e overheard conversation between Wild M3a g- ill and the Major that Ed. Benton would e lead the movement, sie determined to find n Benton and dissuade him from taking part in the affair. Up the hill she went with eager-hurried steps, past cabins and shaft houses, dodging prospect holes and climb ing around and over dumps, unheeding, everything, with but one all-absorbing in tent-to save Ed. Benton. (Continued.) General Sheridan for Presidenf. New York special: There is some presi dential gossip floating around among poli ticians. Senator Teller of Colorado is the latest statesman to uncover a candidate. It is Teller's idea that the only way in which to carry the country for the Repub lican party is to put up a soldier candi date. His man for the place is General Sheridan, who, besides being popular with 1 "the old soldiers would, he thinks, capture the Irish and labor votes and run with the Susual success of the Ohio candidates,since I he was born in that state, but, as Teller i says, belongs to the whole country. Price of Wool. r Coats Bro's. of Philadelphia quote Mon a t tana wool as fellows: Unwashed, fine, bright...........21@22 Medium..................24@26 " Coarse.... ..........22@23 "Dark colored or heavy.......19@21 t Cowboy Hospifality. One hot afternoon, says a writer in the (Cosmpoiton, as we were approaching Big a Dry creek, a cowboy suddenly rode in sight on the crest of a ridge and came down the slope toward us at a swinging gallop. He sat as erect as a bronze statue and had he been lashed to his horse like another Mazzeppa he could not have sat i more perfectly motionless in his saddle. Instinctively we straightened up our tired shoulders, and sat erect also. Evidently he wanted to speak to us. So we rode forward to meet him, wondering the whi'e whether his manner would be agreeab e or irritating. After we had civilly exchanged how do you-dos, he inquired if we had seen any horses since morninr. He had lost some, anI up to that time, two o'clock, he had ridden about twenty-five miles in search of them. No, we had not seen any horses. So we fell to asking questions about trail., creeks and water holes. WVe were getting a deal.d of information, when he suddenly exclaimed: "Looky here, fellers! The best thing you can do is to pull on to our ranch and put up for awhile. It's only twelve miles from here. Take the trail that leads off to the left, about three miles ahead. You won't find anybody at home--the boys are all eff on the round-up you know-but just go right in and make yourself at home." "Isn't the door locked?" "Thunder, no! We never lock doors in this country. Somebody mighi come along hungry, and want to get in to get some grub, or stay all night. If a cow boy wanted to get in and found the door locked, he'd just simply break it down." "Aren't you afraid of thieves':" "Oh, no; nothing is ever stolen. A magi's upon his honor, you know; and be sides if a feller'd ever really steal anything out of a shack, the country' d soon be too hot to hold him. Anybody that comes to a shack hungry is expected to go in and get a square meal, and stay all night if he wants to." "Isn't that privilege often abused?" 'No, hardly ever. Say, you'll find a cow at the ranch, and you can milk her if you want to. There are plenty of eggs about the stable, if you want 'em, go for 'em. Just make yourself at home and stay as long as you please. Just make yourself at home and stay as long as you like. I'll be glad to have your company." A few more remarks were exchanged, anti then our cowboy gathered up his reins and said: "Well, I've got to finish my circuit, twenty miles more, I reckon; so I must be moving. So long. I'll see you at the ranch about sun down." And flinging the last remark over his shoulder at us, his pony galloped rapidly away; a moment later he rode over the ridge and disappeared. There are now on the pension roll of It the war of 1812 only 1945 surviving pen sioners, while there are 17,212 survivlng ewidows of pensioners. Lookout Mountain, the historic ground n of Hooker's battle above the clouds, has 15 been bought by a syndicate of capitalists, 1I who propose to make it a national pleas o ure resort. A copy of the original Latin edition of r the "Letters of Columbia," printed in 1493, has just been sold at Cologne for $1650, the highest price ever paid for a book in t Germany. Bishop Taylor's "C('ongo" steamer will e be lighted by electricity, and will carry a s saw mill on board. Hose to squirt hot o water on obstroperods natives is tobecoil ed conveniently on deck. The national electric light convention wI hich met recently in New York found it necessary to adopt a standard of wire t gauges, the standards in use varying wide 2 ly in both Great Britain and the United t States. Of five people, who on their dying beds last year confessed to great crimes, only one told the truth. In the other cases it was shown that the "confessors" could not possibly have had anything to do with the crime. Archibald Forbes, the prince of Euro pean war corresponaents, say that there will be no war on the continent this spring. England, he says, would not resist a Rus- 3 1 sian occupation of either Bulgaria or Con stantinople. 1 The yearly consumption of hops in the " 1 United States amounts to 270,900 cwts., a while the production in 1886 did not ex ceed 230,000 cwts. Consquently we must 9 import hops soon or find something to take " r the place of them. The Prince of Wales has just granted a warrent for a new Masonic lodge to be called the "Anglo-American." The lodge Sis formed with a view of affording facili ties for American residents in England meeting their brethern of the English Grand Lodge under the constitutions of t the latter body. o LvECLIPSE Live1y, F d and Sal Stable, re~at Falls, Montaznia Hamilton & Eaton, - Proprietors SBUNKS , CORtRAL And And SCooking Accommodations T For Stells lS FEED Furnished free t ~.. FREIGHTERS, mr.. Ranchmen and all othre Ammals patrons of the Eclipse Broken and Unbroken Horses For Sale. BEN. E. LAPEYRE, DEALER IN Freds Dqgs, Patent Medicines, Stationey, Wall and BUILDING PAPER, PAINTS, Oils, Glass Lamps, Cigars, Etc., Etc. Prescriptions Carefully Compounded at all Hours. P0 rk Ilotel, GREAT FALLS, MONT. 3 The Only First-Class Hotel in the City. Open Day and Night. Bar and Billiard Room In Connection, Stocked With the Finest Brands of Liquors and Cigars D. C. Ehrhart, Prop. CASCADE HOTEL, 1 QREAT FALiLS, MONT The Only First-Class Restaurant in the City Centraily Located, Good Accommodations, Convenient to Ranchmen as it Adjoins the Eclipse Stables STEVE SPITZLEY, Manager ="Furnished Rooms in Connection. 1st. Ave. South. HORSES FOR SALE Well Broken Saddle, Work and Driving HIORSES. Address, CHAS. BREWSTER, TRULY, MONT. Range-Smith River BEACHLEY BRO. & HICKORY, General News Dealers and Stationers. CANDIES, NUTS, TOBACCO AND SMOKER'S ARTICLES. Prices to Suit the Times. Great Falls, - - - - Mont. Great - Falls - Exchange, JERRY QUESNELL & HERMAN WILDEKOPF Prop.s Fine Wines, Liquors and Cigars. BILLIARD and POOL Table. GREAT FALU - MONT. Across the Missouri River above the mouth of Sun River is now running. A new wagon road con necting with this Ferry whibh in tersects the Helena road near Eagle Rock, and effects a saving in distance of TEN MILES between Great Falls and Helena. The road is plain and good. Expert Tonsorial Artist. F, o.a. - .