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INOLA REGISTER
n J. wuiwiPO*
new in line of ornaments
|M«ir4«Klra War* CollHlwt by We*fr
an win Are Up te *e Csirsme
in f
Mantel ornaments of Hiaffonl-
ahire ware nw being «41eet*4 .v
women alio like lite "IJ
iohm) tig tin* i which thin chin*
comes. A >in|l« I'"-"' "I1**1 not Mt*
My tli* *«,rgji*> *•' *«• ■ *• "
half a Hrui'it • 'up,(*v
winner at "bri'l^w" or one who knowg
where to pick up «*M Ml* of <hw
««n will rejoice in a *msll «rmjr of
aiun.aU, fat litMe lmy* ami ruddy
cheek-l ftrl*. It t* ■ M « h v" l
least on® mantel in country
house literally p «lii*l Stgffortl-
•hire fijfttre*. There will be cats of
every hue. doga that are fat and
woolly and doga that an- lean and
(potted, flower KirU. boy p^ldlera.
men. women and horses in thia
eliinaware army, which takes up the
whole mantel itself.
Little of this Staffordshire ware is
rcallv old. Vet ooetaionally one doe*
fiii'l a genuine antique. It is im-
parted, however, and it 1* not com-
mon enough to be tiresome as yet
A MATTER or FACT.
H&on'*
BOB HAMPTON
«f PLACER
vummm wiwrfrMm
'WMtumtrc
•VNOMIt
A d*t«. t.....ut of itw W«M"*nlh la-
fawn 'ruin iurt llailiun« ir-ee •! •'*
Indu... mi « i rru* among « ••
W « .lMllg*r w|'" ini •*! ,«* *
I lie 1)41110 uf ll#l l|llM|l, «!•«• "till* "'1
| l llailrf, DKil III* lUillllIT null# M
a majorfty'wTfo.aobliere «/« jtjjgi ,
nti a n.r«w •! >* «•«•««> Hampton| aiaa
ij.h girl only. « a| l"Ju' \
Titer frtll « li4i">i«l «>n '
Nifty or III- ,'JLl*1,nVmni?,t
lir.mt in i-ommand. nt «l , I/amp'
..I..i m* ani *i p «i IM Mi"""
ilirti. ai.i Mrn t HI fry proprt-u^llon
lun lk i i« fuiurw ovor Willi Mw •• >
11* Hi" Kill Hii" show* In"' her main-
cr*a picture and taltT him wha ifbe c"n
uf llrr fu>r|l(N«<- llU ll{" Til** <*T'"
he -n-.fi live Willi Mm M^rwton _Walila
the Ki<l run* fr«ro Mm llarwwna
■rnt i.*j..iii- Hampton H« indui^a
no bail, aii't i havo "",h,"«Tr' L"?/J
Willi him. Ilnmi t« n ptaya hta ta iI a-
of i nnl ll« annoup. ^ « . Kr.l HU n
M^n,;r: ,n,r.. .N ..t . JUv. ^rynh.-.p
The Duck—Say, Jumpy, thla ta leap
year. .
The Prog (taking the broad Jump) —
Huh! every year's leap year for me!
A SCOT'S SUGGESTION.
Superintendent McLaren of San
Francisco's system of public parks
was inspecting the work of restoring
"Onion square to its former beauty,
now that the little St. Francis has
been removed.
"I'm for heavin' this un out; it's
a bum little bush," remarked a gar-
dener with a brogue.
"Which one?" inquired McLaren.
"You don't mean this beautiful little
Scotch heather? All it needs is more
water and it will grow as tall as you
many visit natnrs cravi
ley Victim ef Bwthiaa* Cn>a« Liaa
•tf'we i« tMMfcfwi twfiia*
Cftwahyart
In th* beautiful ehurehvard of
lirantelie«ivr, near Cambridge, Kng.
Uiid, there Ia a •mall alab at# Ul •
font wjuare. t'U «e muler llie •had#
of • grand old #a*« n lawet
ataadi. and it ia all tliat f^maiua to
mark the a| t wliere Ilea the heruie
lad tthoMi martyrdom ia pathetically
told in "The Clwriater."
The youth waa a ehoir l oy of
King'a college, mid wa« about |3
year* old.
Before King'a college thajml waa
mviipied by Oliver C'romwoiT# ol-
liera during the eitil wara, a faith-
ful band, among whom wa* t!u
hoir boy, bad cut ul the U-autiful
atained glaaa windowa and buried
them in a aecret pliur.
The boy waa aei*ed and brought
before Cromwell. He wn« ordered
to reveal the hiding place «f the
windowa, under f ain of inatant
leath. lie bravely ehoae death, awl,
without a trial, waa mercileaely ahot
•ulaide the chapel.
Many viaitora come into the ^
hun hyard to examine the alab ntid |
to talk of the heroic death of the i i i«urh iia
martyred choir boy.
8BAHCHLI0HTS IN ARMY.
Searchlight detachmenta have
been oatab!lulled in the Au*tro-IIun-
gurinn army, according to a writer
in the France Militnire. According
to the anil of the aerviec to which
they are aaMgned, these detachmenta
will be provided with stationary or
mobile material. The aearchlighta
employed will have a range of 1,000
to 3,000 meters or even of 5,000
meters toward the sea. Every army
corps will be provided with a search-
light detachment, which will consti-
tute an independent unit. Only in
case of necessity may the search-
lights lie used for optical telegraphy.
All fortified places and some of the
Alpine frontier forts have already
been given fixed apparatus, and an
attempt is now being made at the or-
ganization of mountain searchlights
to be carried on the backs of mules.
MUCH VALUED DECORATION.
It is said that among Persians
the French Order of the Legion of
Honor is more eagerly sought after
than any other decoration.
It appears that according to a
long standing agreement between
Persia and France, dating from the
time of the last Napoleon, every sub-
ject of the shah who possesses this
particular decoration ia exempt from
the bastinado, a form of punishment
which even viziers cannot always
avoid. The French minister at Te-
heran takes particular care to see
that the terms of the agreement are
carried out to the letter.
are."
"You're not very tall yourself,
Mr. McLaren."
"Not extraordinarily so."
"I say, Mr. McLaren," reflected
the gardener, thoughtfully, "did you
ever try water yourself?"—San
Francisco Chronicle.
DRAWING QUICK.
"You don't use the same slang you
used in Chicago," said the visitor in
the Nevada lunchroom.
"Well, I should say not," cautious-
ly whispered the waiter in the green
• Sweater. "It is too dangerous."
"In what way?"
"Why, the other day I yelled,
'Draw one!' meaning a cup of black
coffee, and every man pulled his gun.
They thought I meant draw one of
those new black revolvers."
work of english censor.
Sir W. S. Gilbert, one of the depu-
tation of dramatists to Mr. Glad-
stone on the censorship question, told
of an occasion when the censor—not
the present one—expunged a Ger-
iii in exclamation from a play of his.
S\>r curiosity's sake," said Sir Wil-
liam, "I looked in a German diction-
ary to see the English equivalents of
this unpardonable phrase. They
were 'zounds,' 'I'fackins,' and 'odds
bobs!' P- T. 0.
THE HOMING INSTINCT.
A colored parson, calling upon
one of his flock, found the object of
hia Tiait out in the back yard work-
ing among his hen coops. He no-
ticed with suryriae that there were
no chickens.
"Why, Brudder Johnson," he
"where are your chickens?"
"Huh," granted Johnson, without
looking up, "wm fool niggah taft
\}e do* open and dey all went home.
benefit of earthquakes.
Earthquakes arc the latest cure
for indigestion. Commenting on the
San Francisco disaster, a medical
journal says: "It is an undoubted
fact that a great many men and
womeir who were in a poor state of
health before the shock, with bad
appetites and defective digestion,
are now eating all they can get and
digesting it without trouble, while
the mental condition which so often
accompanies the dyspeptic state has
been equally improved."
to save redwood trees.
A great campaign is in progress
to save the lordly redwood trees of
California, which are threatened
with destruction by the lumberman's
The school children in that
state have onlisted in the effort to
save them, and congressmen are be-
ing deluged with petitions and let-
ters from the little ones, asking that
the money be appropriated to buy
them and keep them in charge of the
government's foresters.
pecuniary pointer.
"You saw a great many paintings
while you were abroad last year?"
"I did," answered Mr. Grafton
Grabb. "They bring great prices."
"Yet the old masters did not be-
come rich."
"That's what I'm telling my
boy, who wants to study art instead
of helping me run the ward. There's
more money any day in being a new
boss than an old master."
MIND OF MAN HE WAS.
Kind Lady—I hope your sick hue-
band is cheerful, Mrs. Briggs.
Poor vWoman—O, yeo,
He's one of them homeoptimista.—
Harper's Weekljr.
Nalita and IJ "i '*llraiii tt'ialn m«*i Willi-
out hla k no wins Who ah" I* Hlij- J
i,im of tlir i-omlim narhelor rlub hull in
lionor «t Mi H| -ni*r l
mi«la Hili-nt Murphy • n*"i „
rrporta trouble br-wlna i n« «>'* ■{"A'"-
XiH-lal dim. ulil-. una- ' lb* ?*->r
rlub'a bull anion* Hi" aiht'lfra jf M aa
Hucii.T I.lout. Brunt ni« i Mia* up "
,-^T hill aha l not lila aoqUttlnluiK- of tli^j
day lirforr. Hhr irlla him of Naiilu. uinl
ho •ecldrntnliy niraja hrr uifiiln
roturniiti; to tin* hullroom with u fun
Mlaa Hpencer. Brant aceompanlwi N
homo from ih« Uuncij. On the wu> ah
infnriim hlfH 111 to who lll^ ll. Hflil ti uf
Rho li to mi it Hampton. Prunt in i
Hampton nit^t. Hampton Inform*
liMitfnant that hli iitH'Mlom to Nahla
inuit cf aK* iind proclalmi in authority
?ver herthat jiwilflM the
nrunt tolla llnmpton of 'S*
Silent Murphy, and th® fart that twa
Slav In rwiilvra Rovi'mmrnt niMuuiKya fnr
lilm Ml*a Hp-nr. r rnlleil on lloli Hump-
to? Tilla him of u re<l-fu..-.l alranK.T
mlataktni; her for Naldu. llrant Int'-r-
vlewa n< d Slavln.
CHAPTER XIX.—Contlnuad.
"I buh|iected as uiuch." Hamilton
went on. coolly. "Indeed, I should
have felt hurt had you been Indiffer-
ent upon such an occasion. It does
credit to your heart, Slavln. Come
now, keep your eyes on me! I was
about to Kiatlfy your curiosity, and. In
the first place. I came to inquire solic-
itously regarding the state of your
health during my absence, and inci-
dentally to ask why you are exhibit-
ing so great an interest in Miss Naida
Gillis."
Slavln straightened up, his great
hands clinching nervously, drops of
perspiration appearing on his red for-
head. "I don't understand your damn-
ed fun." , 41
Hampton's lips smiled unpleasantly.
Slavin. you greatly discourage nu>.
The last time 1 was here you exhibit-
ed so fine a sense of humor that I was
really quite proud of you. Yet, truly,
I think you do understand this joke.
Your memory can scarcely be failing
at your age.—Make another motion
like that and you die right there! You
know me.—However, as you seem to
shy over my first question. I'll honor
you with a second—Where's Silent
Murphy?" J „ . .
"You devil!" Slavln roared, what
do you mean?"
With revolver hand resting on the
table, the muzzle pointing at the gi-
ant's heart. Hampton leaned forward,
utterly remorseless now, and keen as
an Indian on the trail.
"Do you know who I am?"
The horror in Slavin's eyes had
changed to sullenness, but he nodded
silently.
"How do you know?"
There was no reply, although the
thick lips appeared to move.
"Answer me, you red sneak! Do
you think I am here to be played
with? Answer!"
Slavin gulped down something
which seemed threatening to choke
him, but he durst not lift a hand to
wipe the sweat from his face. "If
if I didn't have this beard on you
might guess. I thought you knew me
all the time."
Hampton stared at him, still puz-
zled. "I have certainly seen you some-
where. I thought that from the first
Where was it?"
"I was in D Troop, Seventh cav-
alry." , A „„
"D Troop? Brant s troop?
The big gambler nodded. "That's
how I knew you, Captain," he said
speaking with greater ease, "but 1
never had no reason to say anything
about it round here. You was allers
decent 'nough ter me."
"Possibly"—and it was plainly evi-
dent from his quiet tone Hampton had
steadied from his first surprise,—"the
boot was on the other leg, and you
had some good reason not to say any-
tbSlavin did not answer, but he wet
his lips with his tongue, his eyes on
the window.
"Who Is the fellow Murphy?
"He was corporal In that same
troop, sir." The ex-cavalryman drop-
ped insensibly Into his old form of
speech. " He knew you too, and we
talked It over, and decided to keep
still, because It was none of our affair
anyhow."
"Where Is he now.
"He left last night with army 41s-
ruaeh bar* until this w«rniaa That
follow ia biilias auMMnHtere la thia
camp, and tfc« twu uf you have bwn
trxlnit im set at lb* alrt. Sum. damn
you, what la >our Utile aain ?"
Tho Ma rambler aa* iblnkins bard
«r then, perbapa, than b« bad ever
tbuualit in Ilia Hie befur* lie knew
llaiupi'in would kill bim if h« needed
to do o. bui be likewtae realised that
l,„ waa not likely to lire uniil he had
valued the information he waa aeek'
ln« If he only knew bow much Infor-
mation the other poaaeaaed It would
lie eaav mount! Aa he did not. he
in nut wield bU weapon blindly.
"You're makin' a devil of a fua
over little or nothin'." he growled,
aimulatlna a tone of dl*suat. "I ain't
never bed no quarrel wiih ye, escept
In' fer i he way ye managed «er akin
me at the table 'lioul two yenra ago
I don't Klve two screeches in hell for
who you are; an' bealdi-a. I reckon you
ain't the only ex-convlct a-ranglng Da-
kota either fer the mailer o* that. No
more doea Murphy. We ain't no
liloomln' detectlvea, an' we ain't buck-
in' In no business o' yourn; ye kin Just
bet your sweet life on ttaet."
"Where I* Murphy, then? 1 wish to
seo tho fellow."
"I told you ho'd gone. Maybe he
didn't git away till this mornln'. but
he's gone now all right. What in
thunder do ye want o' him? 1 reckon
I kin toll ye all that Murphy knows."
For a breathless moment neither
spoke. Hampton fingering his gun ner-
a ttture (altlftsl *Wb bill *• « •« ••
merry ia iba *>** «* *• ■" •iM*
' * it peek. >oa magma
Ulavta |H|>H bla great baa4a la
geibef ••«« ul*l e!>, bis throat
lag beaeatb Iia e 4 beard
there waa no way f earap* • •
had im b (l! II* Uod, I'aptala, I bad
to 4o II!"
Tbi!d to, I tell yoa Ob. yoa <U tfil
you fti-ud' I to oi ibe wae you re al
er-dt a Mutpby!"
Kor a aingle munieat Hassptoa star-
Ml at the cringing «««re Then aud
denly he t.we to bla feel la d^lalon
- Htand np! >"Mr b>na*
you loul Now unbuckle your gun
belt wiih y«ur left band—yo«r left. I
aald! Drop It on the floor "
There waa an unusual sound liehmd
audi aa a rat miuht have made, and
Hampton glanced aaide apprehenalve
|y. III that alnale second Hla*in was
.on him. gra.plng hla platol-arm at
the wrlat. and atrlvlns with hairy
hand to gei a death-grip about bis
throat Twice Hampton'a left orove
atraight out into that red. glcwting
lace and ilteii the giant * cruahing
weight bore him backward lie fought
savagely, allcnily. hla alender flgute
like steel, but Hlavln g"t his grip at
laat. and with giant strength began t
crunch hia vlcllni within his vlae-llke
arma 'There waa a moment of au-
perhuman atraln. their breathing
mere aoba of exhaustion. Then Hlavln
alipped, and Hampton nucceeded in
wriggling partially free from bla death
grip. It was scarcely au Inatant. yet
ll served; for as he beni aside, swing'
hia burly opponent with him. someone
it ruck u vicious blow at ti ti hack; but
the descending knife, missing Its
mark, stiuk Instead deep Into Slavln a
breast.
Hampton saw the flash of a blade, a
portion of an arm. and then the
clutching fingers of Slavln swept hint
down. He reached out blindly as he
fell, his hand closing about the de-
serted knlfe-hllt. The two crashed
down together upon the floor, the
force of tho fall driving tho blade
home to the gambler's heart.
tally Miaonag tbeae, liamp«M Ihmf
CHAPTER XX.
The Cohorts of Judge Lynch.
Hampton staggered blindly to his
"Where Is Silent Murphy!"
patches for Cheyenne
Hampton's eyes hardened percepti-
bly and his lingers closed more tight-
ly about the butt of hjs revolver. "Tou
lie, Slavln! The last message did sot
vously, his eyes lingering on that bru-
tal face.
"Slavin," he said at last, his voice
hard, metallic. "I've figured it out,
and I do know you now, you lying
brute. You are the fellow who swore
you saw me throw away the gun that
did the shooting, and that afterwards
you picked it up."
There was the spirit of murder in
his eyes. ;«.nd the gambler cowered
back before them, trembling like a
child.
"I—I only swore to the last part,
Captain," he muttered, his voice
scarcely audible. "I—I never said 1
saw you throw—"
"And I swore," went on Hampton,
"that I would kill you on sight. You
lying whelp, are you ready to die?"
Slavin's face was drawn and gray,
the perspiration standing in beads
upon his forehead, but he could neith-
er speak nor think, fascinated by
those remorseless eyes, which seemed
to burn their way down Into his very
soul.
No? Well, then, I f HI give you, to-
day. Just one chance to live—one, you
dog—one. Don't move an eyelash!
Tell me honestly why you have been
trying to get word with the girl, and
you shall go out from here living. Lie
to me about It, .and I am going to
kill you where you sit, as I would a
mad dog. You know me. Slavln-now
speak!" '
So intensely sUll was it. Hampton
could distinguish the faint ticking of
the watch In his pocket, the hiss of
the breath between the giant's clinch-
ed teeth. No wretch dragged shriek-
ing to the scaffold could have formed
feet, looking down on the motionless
body. For a moment the room ap-
peared to swim before his eyes, and
he clutched at the overturned table
for support. Then, as his senses re-
turned, he perceived the figures of a
number of men jamming the narrow
doorway, and became aware of their
loud, excited voices. Back to his be-
numbed brain .there came with a rush
the whole scene, the desperation of
his present situation. He had been
found alone with the dead man. Those
men. when they came surging in at-
tracted by the nbise of strife, had
found him lying on Slavln, his hand
clutching the knlfe-hllt. He ran his
eyes over their horrified faces, and
knew instantly they held him the mur-
derer.
The shock of this discovery steadied
him. He realized the meaning, the
dread, terrible meaning, for he knew
the west. Its fierce, implacable spirit
of vengeance, its merciless code of
lynch-law. The vigilantes of the min-
ing camps were to him an old story;
more than once he had witnessed
their work, been cognizant of their
power. This was no time to parley or
to hesitate. He grabbed the loaded
revolver lfing upon the floor, and
swung Slavin's discarded belt across
his shoulder.
"Stand aside, gentlemen." he com-
manded. "Step back, and let me
pass!"
They obeyed. He swept them with
watchful eyes, stepped past and slam
med the door behind him. Men were
already beginning to pour Into the sa-
loon, uncertain yet of the facts, and
shouting questions to each other. To-
^rT^irtbr^.MenjKjj
JSTuU^ered. a. «S K * J*
uplifted baad J«*« •
of tbe t«M mea .
duubi-d the grim parpoee ol ihe <KMf-
"You've got ter do II.
aotini-ed the marahall, abortly. dead
'llampton never hesitated- *Tm sor-
rv I met >uu I don t waat o gel
au>bo«ly elac rnlsed up lt lh,'J 'w,w'
If you'll promise m« a chance for my
life, liuck. I ll throw up n y baa«a.
Ilut I prefer a bullet to a " '*•
The little marshal waa aaad> haired,
ti tickle faced, and all nerve Tlie
crowd lammed wlthla the OceWWUl
had already turned and were aurglng
loward the diair Hampton knew^ from
Ions operlence what IhU ninam.
Iheae were the quickly inflamed co-
hort* of Judge l.ynch- they would get
flrst! and .eflect later. His s«tu.re
jawa aei like a trap
All right, Hob." aald the tnarshai
"You're my prisoner, and there II be
one bell Of a fight aforo tbem tods
g|t ye. There's a cbsnce left—leg ti
at,;,:*r:* the mob surged out Of the
Occidental, cursing and atruggllng.
ihe iwo sprang forward and dasnea
into Hie narrow apace between M«"
livery stable and ihe hotel Molfai
chanced to be In the pas*ageway. and
pausing to aak no questions. Mason
promptly landed thai gentleman on
the back of his head In a pile of dls
carded Hn cans, and kicked vlcloualy
at a yellow dog which ventured to
anap at them aa they swept psst. Be-
hind arose a volley of curses, the thud
of feet, un occasional voice roaring
out orders, and a sharp spst of re-
volver shots. One ball plugged Into
the siding of the hotel, and a second
threw a spit of sand Into their lower-
ed facea, but neither man glanced
bnck. They were running f«r their
lives now, racing for a fair chance to
turn ut bay and tight, their sole hope
ihe steep, rugged hill In their front.
Hampton began to understand the
purpose of his companion, the quick,
unerring Instinct which had led him
to select the one suitable spot where
the successful waging of battle
against such odds wat^ possible—the
deserted dump of the Shasta mine.
With every nerve strained to the
uttermost, the two men raced side by
side down the steep slope, ploughed
through the tangled underbrush, and
tolled up the Bharp ascent beyond.
At the summit of the ore dump the
two men flung themselves panting
down, for the first time able to realise
what It all meant. They could per-
ceive the figures of their pursuers
among the shadows of the bushes be-
low but these were not venturing out
into the open—the first mad. heedless
rush had evidently ended. There were
some cool heads among the mob lead
ers. and It was highly probable that
negotiations would be tried before
that crowd hurled Itself against two
desperate men. armed and entrench-
ed Both fugitives realized this, and
lay there coolly watchful, their ijreath
growing more regular, their eyes soft-
eD"Whut Is' all this fuss about, any-
how?" questioned the marshall, evi-
dently somewhat aggrieved. "I wua
lust eatin' dinner when a feller stuck
his head in an' yelled yed killed
somebody over at the Occidental.
Hampton turned his face gravely
toward him. "Buck. I dont know
whether you'll believe me or not. but
I guess vou never heard me tell a lie.
knew of my trying to dodge out of
a bad scrape. Besides. I haven't any-
thing to gain now. for I reckon you re
planning to stay with me, guilty or
not guilty, but I did not kill that fel-
low. I don't exactly see how I can
prove it, the way it all happened but
I give you my word as a man, I did
not kill him."
Mason looked him squarely in the
eyes, his teeth showing behind his
stiff, closely clipped mustache. Then
he deliberately extended his hand, and
gripped Hampton's. "Of course I be-
lieve ye. Not that you're any too
blame good, Bob, but you ain't the
kind what pleads the baby act. Who
was the feller?"
"Red Slavin."
-No'" and the hand grip perceptibly
tightened. "Holy Moses, what ingrati-
tude' Why. the camp ought to get to-
gether and give ye a vote of thanks,
and instead, here they are trying their
level best to hang you. Cussedest
sorter thing a mob is. anyhow; goes
like a flock o' sheep after a leader,
an' I bet I could name the fellers who
are a-runnin' that crowd. How did
the thing happen?"
Both men were Intently observing
the Ingathering of their scattered pur-
suers. but Hampton answered gravely,
telling his brief story with careful de-
tail appreciating the importance of
reposing full confidence In this quiet,
resourceful companion.
"All I really saw of the fellow," he
concluded, "was a hand and arm as
they drove In the knife. You can see
there is where It ripped me, and the
unexpected blow of the man's bodyj
knocked me forward, and of course B
fell on Slavln. It may be 1 drove
the point further in when I came
down, but that was an accident. The
fact is Buck. I have every reason to
wish Slavin to live. I was Just get-
ting out of him some Information I
needed."
Mason nodded, his eyes wajiderinf
from Hamptons expressive face U>
the crowd beginning to collect be-
neath the shade of a huge oak a hun-
dred yards below.
"Never carry a knife, do ye-
"No."
"Thought not; always heard you
fought with a gun. Caught no sight
of the feller after ye got up?" . ,
tTO BE CONTINUE!** 9
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