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O ' Gomoro acent STEERS mortgages 8.? :ment stocks IRVINE, Den- t Royal College 261'. 8011015- , Money to cm. N09. Kent. ‘i ate funds a bus .(‘5‘ EEC ! )II‘ST. He rose and followed her into the dining room and sat down in his ac~ customed place at the long table. When he had eaten. he went back to the group on the veranda. CHAPTER XVI. S Henry, Aunt Maria’s hus- band, who was the chief farmhand, was busy patching fences the next morning, Bishop sent over for Pole Baker to drive the spring wagon. Alan sat be- side Pole. and Abner and Bishop and Mrs. Bishop occupied the rear seats. Alan knew he could trust Pole. drunk or sober. and he confided his plans to the flattered fellow's ears. Pole seem- ed to weigh all the chances for and against success in his mind as he sat listeningn most grave and portentous expression on his massive face. “My opinion is the feller’ll be thar as shore as preachin’.” he said. “But whether you git his wad or notâ€"that’s another question. Miller’s as sharp as a Drier. an’, as he says, if Wilson gits to talkin’ about that land to any 0' these hill Billies they’ll bu’st the trade or die tryin’. Jest let ’em heer money’s about to change hands. an’ it ’11 make 'em so durn jealous they’ll swear a lie to keep it away from anybody they 9” know. That’s human natur . Aunt Maria. the colored cook, came out and timidly announced that Alan’s supper was on the table. but no one heard her. She crossed the veranda and touched the young man on the shoulder. “Supper’s raidy. Marse Alan.” she said, “en it’s gittin’ col’ ergin.” “I believe you are right.” said Alan. pulling a long face, “and I’m afraid Wilson will want to make some in- quiries before he closes.” “Like as not,” opined the driver. “But what I’d do ef I was a-runnin’ it would be to git some feller to strike up with ’im accidental-like an‘ liter'ly fill ’im to the neck with good things about the property without him ever dreamin’ he was bein’ worked.” Bishop rose from his' chair and be gan to walk to and fro on the veranda. “It ain't possible,” they heard him say- ing. “I won’t git out as easy as thatâ€" I jest cayn’t!” “Perhaps it would be wrong to ex- pect too much.” said Alan. “but I was obliged to tell you what we are going in town for tomorrow.” Bishop Wheeled and paused before them. “Ef Wilson puts up the money, I’d have enough to lift the mortgage an’ a clean $20 000 besides ta put in some good investment” “I think I’ll go up to bed." he told them. “My ride and running around at Darley have made me very tired. Father. get all your papers together and let’s take an early start in the morning.” The two exchanged glances. Alan had never looked at a man so admir- ingly. At that moment he seemed a giant of shrewdness as well as that of physical strength. --. “I,II‘.- I'_d "'““’ “I believe you are right, Pole." he said thoughtfully. “That’s what I am. an’. what’s more. 32. ‘21 . 22. 35. E9. 23. .54. 24. 56. 94. 45. 13. 12. 51. 21. 22. 27. 33. 23. 31.‘ omce our yaw“! ‘1‘.‘TI'. {Continied from last week) From From From From From From From From From From From From For For For For For For For For For Dr. Day: 99"“ sum-m“,- a Port Hope __ 6.23 p.m. :1 Whitby _ _.... 7.30 a.m. :1 Toronto _... ._ 8.05 p.m. :1 Whitby _... _. 8.45 p.m. :1. Midland _...... 3.10 p.m. n Belleville v..- 5.50 p.m. n Behaving _...v..10.20 p.m. DEPARTURES. Bellevill ... _.... 6.25 a.m. Whitby _.....- 6.30 a..m. 9.15 a..m. 'Torogato ._ .7 ... Port Hope ...... _ 10.53 sum. I.B.O. Jct _ _... 11.00 a..m. Whit .. ;. _ 11.05 a..m. Toronto ..... ... 12.05 p.m. Halibut-ton _ ._ 2.40 p.m. Toronto ...... _.... 6.23 p.m. Oobocmk ... _... 6.35 p.m. Toronto. 1813-:- Haliburton .- Port Hope -- Toronto .â€" â€" Hum 10 Lou Coboconk Port HOPe ARRIVALS. T ABLE 158.50 Miller reflected a moment and then said: “I am afraid of onlyone thing,and that is this: Not one man in a million will make a trade of this size without corroborating the statements made by the people he is dealing with. Wilson is at breakfast by this time. and after he is through he may decide to nose around a little before coming to me. I’m afraid to go after him; he would think I was overanxious. The trouble is that he may run upon somebody from out in the mountainsâ€"there are a lot in town alreadyâ€"and get to talk- ing. Just one word about your biting ofl‘ more than \ou can chaw. Mr. Bishop would make him balk like a mean mule. He thinks I’m favoring Driving up to Miller’s office. they found the door open, and the owner came out with a warm smile of greet ing and aided Mrs. Bishop to alight. “Well," he smiled Awhen they had taken seats in the office. “We have gained the first step toward victory. Wilson is at the hotel. I saw his name on the register this morning.” “Willin’? I reckon I am. slept one wink last night some'n’ ’ll interfere with it." Alan mentioned Pole Baker‘s propo- sition. Miller thought it over for a moment. his brow wrinkled. and then he said: “Goodâ€"a good idea. but you must call Pole in and let me give him I’m the one that could do the fillin’ without him ever knowin' I had a ton- nel in his mouth. It I can’t do it. 1’" fill my hat with saft mud an’ put it on." Alan smiled warmly. “I’ll mention It to Miller,” he said. “Yes. you could do it, Pole, if any man on earth could." “I’m trustin’ you boys to pull me through,” he said. with a shaky laugh. “I hain’t never treated Alan right. 311' I’m beer to confess it. 1 ’lowed I was the only one 11: business sense.” him now, but let him get the notion that you haven't been holding that land for at least a hundred thousand and the thing would bu'st like a bub- ble." The elder Bishops drew a breath of relief. The old man grounded his heavy walking stick suddenly, as if it had slipped through his inert fingers. Alnn went after Pole. and Miller took him into his consultation room in the roar. where they remained for about fifteen minutes. When they came out. Pole‘s face was very grave. “! Won't forget a thing." he said to Miller. “I understand exactly what you want “711011 I c't through with ’im. he‘ll want that land bad enough to pay any- “So you are willing to accept the loan?” said Miller. a fewâ€"rpointem. By George. he could keep Wilson away from dangerous people anyway.” thing 1.21-“. an’ he won‘t dream I‘m in cahoot with you nuther. I can man- age that. I ain‘t no fool et 1 do have fits." “Do you remember my description of him?" asked Miller. “You bet I doâ€"thick set, about fifty, bald, red faced, sharp black eyes, iron gray hair, an’ mighty nigh always with a cigar in his mouth." "That's right.” laughed Miller. “Now do your work, and we won’t forget you. By all means keep him away from meddiesome people.” When Pole had left the office and Miller had resumed his revolving chair, Mrs. Bishop addressed him, looking straight into his eyes. ‘â€" - n. ,,’j Dbl‘tnau‘. .â€"â€"v _, “I don’t see," she' said in a timid, hesitating way and yet with a note of firmness dominating her toneâ€"“I don't see why we have to go through all this trickery to make the trade. E! the land is good security ter the money, we needn’t be afeerd of what the man will find out. B: it ain’t good secur- ity, I don‘t want his money, as fer as I’m~concerned.” “I was jest thinkin’ that, too," chimed in her husband, throwing a troubled glance all round. “I want money to help me out o’ my scrape, but I don't want to trick no man, Yankee or what not, into totin’ my loads. As Betsy says, it seems to me it the land’s wuth the money we needn’t make such a great to-do. I’m afeerd I won’t feel exactly right about it.” . The young men exchanged alarmed glances. ,, ‘ “You don’t understand," said Miller lamely. but he seemed to be unprepared for views so heretical to financial deal- ings, and could not finish what he had started to say. Uw. vs, “Why." said Alan testily, “the land is worth all Wilson can make out of it with the aid of. his capital and the rail- road he proposes to lay here. Father, you have spent several years looking up the best timbered properties and getting good titles to it, and to a big lumber company a body of timber like you hold~is no small thing. We don’t want to cheat him. but we do want to keep him from trying to cheat us by getting the upper, hand. Rayburn thinksitheflndsoutwearehardup 'he’n try to sqnem us to the lowest notch." 7 # m9â€" â€"vâ€"__- “Well.” sighed ms. Bishop. “I'm shore I never had no idea we’d resort .to gittin’ Pole Baker to tote anybody around dike a hog after a. yeer 0' com I 'lowed we was goln’ to make ‘a open and shut trade that we could be proud in our la§out with any and Miller I never for feet I‘m "HIM...” a i ~: : t. -. nt‘Abner, ”who flood 1n the coon- “! hiding to the W room-â€" “I'll do whatever Brother Ab think- 18 right. I never knowed ’1m to an undue advantage or anybody." They all looked at Abner. who was smiling broadly. fer the upper holt in warumes.’ I re member I shot straight at a fella- that was climbin' up the enemy's breast- works on his all fours. I said to myâ€" se’f. ‘Ef this hall strikes you right. old chap. 'fore you drap over the bank. yo’re one less agin the Confederacy; ef it don’t. you kin pop away at me.’ I don’t think I give ’11:: anything but a flesh wound in the back. heca’se he jest sagged down a little an’ crawled on. au’ that’s about the wust you could do fer VVilsou. I believe he ort to hold the bag awhile. Alf’s hung on to it till his fingers ache an’ he’s weak at the knees. I never did feel like thar was any harm in passin' a counterfeit bill that some other chap passed on me. Ef the government. with all its high paid help. eayn‘t keep crooked shin- plasters -from siidin' under our noses. it ortn’t to kick agin our lookin' out fer ourse’ves." “You needn’t lose any sleep about the Southern Land and Timber com- pany. Mrs. Blshop." said Miller. “They will take care of themselves. In fact. we‘ll have to keep our eyes peeled to watch them even it we get this loan. Wilson didn't come up here for his health." “Oh. no, you mustn’t.” said Miller. “In fact, I think you‘d better let me and Alan do the talking. You see. if you sit perfectly quiet he‘ll think you are reluctant about giving such big security for such a small amount of money, and he will trade fasten" “Oh. I’m perfectly willin’ to keep quiet.” agreed the old man. who now seemed better satisfied. “Oh. mother’s all right." said Alan. “and so is father. but they must not chip in with that sort or talk before Wilson.” ' 14519 1 aker left the office with long. swinging strides. There was an en- tmucc to the Johnston House through a long corridor opening on the street. and into this Pole slouched. The hotel oflice was empty saxe for the clerk, who stood behind the counter looking over the letters in the pigeonholed key rack on the wall. There was a big gong overhead which was rung by pull- ing a cord. It was used for announc- ing meals and calling the porter. A big china bowl on the counter was filled with wooden toothpicks. and there was a showcase containing cigars. Pole glanced about cautiously without be I can make what I have last me," he said. transferring his glance to Pole Baker. who had 'shambled across the room and leaned heavily over the open register. “Want to buy any chickinsâ€" fine f ryin' size?” he asked the clerk. “Well, we are in the market." was the answer. “Where are they?" "I didn't tetch ’em in today." said Pole dryly. “I never do till I know what they are a-hrlngin’. You‘d bet- ter make a bid on a dozen of ’em any- way. They are the finest ever raised on Upper Holly creek, jest this side 0' what old man Bishop’s lumber para- dise begins." for severa! minutes listening. Present- ly the dining room door opened. and WHson strolled out and walked up to the counter. “Nothing better than loâ€"three for a quarter.” was the mpecttul reply as the clerk recognized the man who had askvd for the best room In the house. “What sort of cigars have you he said to the clerk. h Wilson thrust his fingers Into his vest pocket and drew out a cigar. “I guess Pole {vas looking out of the comer of his eye at the {sh-anger and saw his hand, which was in the act of striking a match, suddenly stay itself. “We don't bid on produce till we see it," said the clerk. ' “Well, I reckon no harm was done by my axin’.” said Pole, who felt the eyes of the stranger on him. "“56 $161: live near here?” asked Wil- son. with a smile halt of apology at addressing a stranger. even of Pole’s humble stamp. “No.” Pole laughed and waved his hand toward the mountains in the west, which were plainly discernible In the clear morning light. “No. I'm a mountain shanghai. I reckon it’s fit- teen mile on a bee line to my shack.” vv‘v‘bid you say you lived near old Mr. Bishop’s place?” asked Wilson, moving toward the open door which led to the veranda. “I don't know which place 0’ hls'n you mean," said Pole when they were alone outside and Wilson had lighted his cigar. “That old scamp owns the whole 0’ creation out our way. Well. I’ll take thgt back, fer he don’t own any land that haln’t loaded down with trees. but he’s got territory enough. Some thinks he’s goin' to seceed from the United States an' elect himself president of his own country.” . Wilson laughed. and then he said: “Have you got n few minnta to spare 't” “I reckon I have,” said Pole, “ you've got the mate to that clgarf A: Wilson laughed again as he fished the desired article from his pocket and gave it and a match to Pole. Then he leaned ngalnst the heavy railing of the hanlsters. “I may as well tell you.” he sald. “I'm a dealer in lumber my- self, and I‘d like to know what klnd of timber you have out there.” Pole pulled at the cigar. thrust it well Into the corner of his mouth. with the are end smoking very near his left eye. and looked thoughtful “To‘tell you the truth. my mend." he said. “1 mill: believe you‘d be wufln’ time to unmask.“ . .. t , Pole, “e! got '1’" cart on the part of Wilson. “Yes. 911': the mm. 1- mm 31811.91) has simply raked {mafidg‘n clutch ‘ever‘ acre 0' fine manhunt away. Now. at you want an over father side 0' the mountains. {on monght pick outsomegoodtimber;bnt.ul said, cldmunBlshop'sgotitnllinnbag out our way. Sawmill?" “No. I don’t run a uwmlllf said Wilson. with an avaricious sparkle in his eye. “I sometimes buy timbered lands for n speculation; that's all." Pole laughed. “I didn't see how you could be a sawmill man an' smoke ci- gars like this an' wear them clothes. I never knowed a sawmill man to make any money.” “I suppose this Mr. Bishop is buying to sell again." said Wilson tentatively. “People generally have some such idea when they put money into such prop- Pole looked wise end thoughtful. “I don‘t know whether he is or not." he said. “but my opinion in that he’ll hold on to it till he's in the ground. He evi- dently thinks a good time's a-comin'! Thar was a‘ teller out that t'other day with money to throw at eats. He's been tryin’ to honeytnggie the old man into a trade. but I don't think he made I deal with 'im." ‘tafiéé'fis the man from?" Wilson spoke uneasily, - n a, _ A Iâ€"CL “I don’t rainy know. but he ain't n-goin' to give up. He told Nell Fil- more at his store that he was goin' home to see his company an' write the old man a proposition that ud fetch 'im e! that was any trade In ’im." Wilson pulled out his watch. “Do you happen to know where Mr. Rayburn Miller’s law omoe is?” he asked. “Yes; It's right round the corner. I know whar all the white men in this town do business. 1111' he's as white as they make ’em an’ as straight as a shingle." “It's right pound the corner an’ down the tu'st side street toward the court- house. I 'ain't got nothin' to do; I’ll p'lnt it out.” -_ _.. ,,,;L‘_-_ “Hes an acquaintance of mine." said Wilson. “I thought ['4 run in and see him before I leave.” ”thank you.” said Wilson. and they went out of the house and down the street together. Pole puffing vigorously at his cigar in the brisk breeze. “Thar you are." said Pole. pointing to Miller's sign. “Good day. sir; much ohleeged {er this smoke." and with his head in the air Pole walked past the oflice without looking in. “Good morning." exclaimed Miller as Wilson entered. “You are not an early riser like we are here in the country.” He lntroduced Wilson all round and then gave hlm a chair near his desk and facing him rather than the others. “This is the gentleman who owns the property. I believe." said Wilson suave- ly as be indicated Bishop. Miller nodded. and a look of cunning dawned in his clear eye. “Yes. I have just been explaining to Mr. and Mrs. Blshop that the mere algnlng of a paper such as wlll be nec- essary to secure the loan will not bind them at all in the handling of their property. You know how cautious old- er people are nowadays ln regard to legal matters. Now. Alan here. their Ion. understands the matter thorough “Thar you m” crud Pole. ly. and his mind [a not at all disturbed.” Wilson fell into the preliminary trap “Oh, no; it’s not a binding thing at all,” he said. “The payment or the “it we make the loan.” Several hearts in the room sank, but Miller’s face did not alter in the slight.- est. “0b, of course. it the loan It made,” he said. ‘ MUG. lay W... Wilson put his silk hat on the top of Miller’s desk and nicked the ashes trom his cigar into a cum Then he looked at Mrs. Bisliop'luddenlyâ€" “Does the lady object to choking?” “Not at all." said the old lady; ‘flol at all." Theremupawuwmoare lightedhisciguimdpnnedatnind- lance. A step sounded on the sidewalk and'l‘rabueputhhheudinatthe door. Miller cock! have worn at him. but he smiled. “Good morning. squire." he said. “I see you we buy.” and the i9 under hastily. “Just a lime. squire. I'll use you In a few wanna." .. . Miller mongqtupthmbject mm with «tram “I mentioned “0h, an right." The old tam moved on down theddemlk. mm in his pockets. autumn!“ Itwuavoal you.” said Wilson. and they of the house and down the rther. Pole puffing vigorously "inn: Imam-17mm. AUGUST. : ow. but he ain’t He told Nell Fil- a look of cunning 1mm Bros. thousand. and they have finally can. round to It. A: I told them, they a!“ not posslbly market 1 thing like that ueasilyandtoralgoodaprlcouc company regularly in the buslneu. I may have been wrong in giving .eh advice. but it was the way I an about it." “VV up... “They 'c'oulan't do mu as well was it," the Boston man said. “In tact. n one could. as I told you. pay a much handling lumber in America and abroad. Still I think, and our directml think, a hundred thousand in 1 bk price.” Killer laughed u it amused. We. five dollars an acre. you know. but I'm not here to boom Mr. Bishop'- timber land. In tact. all this has grown out of my going down to At- lanta to borrow twenty-five thonnnd dollars on the property. I think I would have saved time it I hadn't run on you down there, Mr. Wilson." Wilson frowned and looked at El cigar- __ - an, __-I_A “We are willivg," said he. “to man theloanatSpercentperannumo. two conditions.” “Well. «I with them.” laughed Im- Ier. “What are they?” “First." said Wilson slowly and me- thodically, “we want the refusal of the property at one hundred thousand dollars." Mmer’s mdiflerence was sum “For what length of time do you want the refusal of the property at that fig- umrheaskemahmstina contempt. Wilson hung fire. his brow ' Special attzntion has been given t y this dcpmmmt and now you will find a mu assetted stock of dumcr sets, tenets, chamber sets, glass sets, fmy ch'cs, fmcy cups and saucers, bc‘ry sets, etc. . General Merchanzs Mme“, - Wc have an unusually urge stock of boots and shoes at do e prices. Mcn‘ 5 heavy waxk‘ng boots ranging in was f cm 1.50 to 2 so pct pair. len‘sfinc boots from 1. ZStO4.00 Ladies’ fine b0 ats 1.1 la; c or button from 100'!) 2.50 Fal goods are coming in {red}; and wow you wil End 2411' store well as- 501th i! m tine.» fiig‘hest Market Price Paid For Butter and Eggs WV a." p..â€" Don't neglect it 'éhZEE it {n 613.! Serious trouble will follow if you 4.1. Early Cloéiag “adv. Wednesc'ty. Friday Evenings at fio’dock 'cn Dsspzrtmznts Kept Wcfl'As- sorted Pascoe Bras BOOTS AND SHOES Terms Cash or Trade (Continued on rage 4) CROCKERY OAKWOOD. flofli. 1903s