6 <|§lll||gs CITY BIRD AND COUNTRY BIRD. IKines suggested by the sight on a | street In New York, of a bird drinking from the water in the gutter.) The city bird drinks from the muddy stream That flows by the curbstone down; The country bird drinks from the brook let clear, Nor thinks of the bird in town. Ttie city bird chirps in the lonely trees That cheer with their green the street; The country bird's song In the woodland cool Is Joyous and free and sweet. The bricks and the stones and the build ings high, The city bird's nest surround: The country bird lives amongst wavinsr trees. Where beauty and peace abound. Amid the bustle and traffic and din, The city bird's strain will be heard. For God who is pledged the sparrows to count Will slight not the city bird And the country bird's song from the forest tree Will be heard by God above: For the city and country bird alike Khali share in the Father's love. Oh, read then the lesson that's written here, Just as plain as plain can be: Wherever our lot, let us do our best And be sure that the I.ord will ste! —J. A. 0.. in N. Y. Observer. N GAMBLING!? WITH FATE Dy WILLIAM WALLACE COOK Author of "Th- Oold Gle*nfr«: A Storv of tin* ("runlde TankV "Wilby'a DM," "ilia l-'rtrnd the Enemy," ''Rogers mmmJk of Butte, Etc., Etc. C- * J ( Copyright, 150.5, William Wallace Cook) CHAPTER XVII. —CONTINUED. He was caught by Payton, Lenyard and Glenn and, for a space, struggled furiously but fruitlessly, dazed by re sistance and blinded by the light. "Hands off!" lie shouted, quieting a little when he saw the uselessness of his efforts. "Let me at that man! I'll kill him!" "No, you won't!" cried Merrick. "I've got charge of this man, Murga troyd, and there'll be no gun-play. Take the weapon away from him, Doc." The weapon was wrenched from Murgatroyd's clutch. "Is that you, Merrick?" asked Mur gatroyd, ceasing all attempts to get away and brushing a hand across his eyes. "Big as life," answered the marshal. "How is it that you and all these others are here?" "We heard the row and rushed up to see what was going on." "You came in time. Merrick, Nate Darrel wasn't killed by that explo sion!" "Hey?" "I say," declared Murgatroyd, "that Nate Darrel wasn't killed by that ex plosion on the War Eagle trail. Take charge of him, for there he sits beside you. He's not McCloud but has shaved off his beard and Is masquerading in McCloud's clothes. I know McCloud and I know Darrel. and I swear to you that that, man is Darrel!" The marshal, too far gone for words, dropped back in his chair. CHAPTER XVIII. DARREI/S DOUIiI.E. A bomb, suddenly exploded in the midst of those in the office, could not have caused greater consternation than the furious words of Murgatroyd. The .vase had been proved against Murga troyd, then shifted to McCloud, and now McCloud was said to be Darrel and Darrel was known to be inno cent. Merrick, as soon as he had recovered himself a little, gave vent to a hollow groan. Lenyard stared at Darrel like one in a trance. "Gentlemen," said Darrel, who was the first to speak, "if Mr. Merrick will put the irons on Murgatroyd, we will make him prove what he says." Merrick would not leave Darrel's side, but tossed the handcuffs to Glenn. "Snap 'em onto him, Glenn," said he,"l 11 stay right here until we can get. head and tail to this Chinese puz zle. Different things have been hap pening so cpiick that I'm blamed if I know whether I'm afoot or horseback. Mebby Sturgis wasn't killed at all; and if he was, here's Doc and me left yet. I'm expecting some one to blow in and prove that we did it." In some trepidation, Jim Glenn snapped tlie bracelets about his em ployer's wrists. Murgatroyd was then seated near the light and Merrick handed one of his revolvers to Len yard. "Get close lo him," said the mar shal. "and if lie makes a move to bolt, shoot him." Like one in a dream Lenyard took the revolver and placed himsc'f at Mur gatroyd's side. Murgatroyd -■as deep ly perplexed. Darrel himself seemed to be the only one in tho ollce who had kept his head. "You say I am Nate Darrel, Murga troyd," said he. "How can vou jirove it?" "Hold up your left hand," sa d Mur gatroyd, "there, in the lights." Darrel did so. "Anyone who knows Darrel, went on Murgatroyd, "will know that ring There isn't another like it la thi« United Pit-tics." "It's-—it's Darrel's ring," gasped ;,en ya d. "I -iw it that nigh', in liawii t"l's when Darrel played that game for me." He took a half-step towards Darrel, his fare bloodless and his eyes bright. "Watch your man, Lenyard," said the marshal gruffly. "Keep back, Roy," said Dr. Payton. "This man may be McCloud, after all. The testimony of the ring is not suffi cient. It may have been stolen." "Then," said Darrel calmly, "let me shield McCloud's reputation to the ex tent of saying the ring was not stolen, it is, perhaps, the only l ing of its kind in the United States, and it has not been out of my possession during the last six years." "Then you are Nate Darrel?" asked Lenyard huskily. "Yes." This avowal sent the marshal off ou another tack. "Sure he says he's Darrel. Why not? As McCloud he stands convicted of the murder of Sturgis. Under those circumstances most anyone would rather be Darrel than McCloud. We'll have to have better proof than the ring. Murgatroyd knows the ring, and Lenyard seems to; but. the balance of us don't." "Supposing you are Darrel," said Pay)on, "why did you assume that dis guise?" "It was convenient," answered Dar rel: "and besides, directly after that explosion, it was hardly safe for me to go anywhere as my true self." "How did you escape the giant pow der?" Darrel eased their minds in this re spect. "Jupiter!" muttered the marshal, wagging his head. "That's too mirac 'lous to be true.'' "Now tell us how you came to pose as McCloud," said Payton. Darrel did so, at length, and on his auditors the wonder grew. The mar shal was derisive in his unbelief. "Now, look," said he, expatiating. "Here goes off a powder explosion, out. of which Mr. Man, there, is snaked by the lines and bits of the runaway bronks. That's a hard one to take down, but it ain't the hardest. He's in pretty bad shape, you see, with peo ple hunting after him to lynch him, but pursuading themselves that he was ground into powder and scattered over about all outdoors. "it's a pretty hard row of stumps for this man Darrel, but he walks from the powder explosion right into an old shanty where there's a dead man "ITS FAI.SK," OKI BO MI'RGATROYD; "AND YOU KNOW IT'S FALSE." —a complete stranger, mind you, but lookin' enough like that same Darrel to be the other half of a twin combina tion. Not only is Darrel's double in the shanty, but they's letters to show who he is. and shaving things for Dar rel to Px himself up with, and clothes for him to wear, and a cayuse for him to ride. The whole lay-out ceuldn't have been made to order any better, could it, now? It was altogether too neat, and things don't happen that way." "Don't you think I'm Nate Darrel?" asked Darrel. "If you are," and the marshal snapped his lean jaws, "it's dollars to dimes you never found no dead man in no shanty." "Then, how did I get this outfit?" "How, you say? Why, pilgrim, it's just possible you bushwhacked the stranger as he was coming along the trail, laid him out for reasons speci fied and which anyone can understand." Pa.vton had been examining the ebony-handled revolver taken froSi Murgatroyd. Seemingly he paid lit tle attention to the line of argument pursued by Merrick. "I didn't expect to find it so," said the doctor, "but the bullets in this gun are marked." He turned to the mar shal. "How would that man know about the marked bullets, Merrick, un less he was Darrel, and did the mark ing himself?" Merrick squirmed uneasily. Murga troyd, suddenly brought back to his nwn situation, paled a little and shoo!', 'lis manacled hands. "What's this for?" he asked. "What fta\e I done to be treated like this?" "You paid Jim Glenn SIOO to keep away from the coroner's jury when his testimony would have proved Nate Darrel's innocence." This from the doctor, with a hard look. "Does Glenn say that?" stormed Mur gatroyd, l::s snapping black eyes on his clerk. Glenn raised a trembling hand to his forehead and began to whimper out an excuse. "It's false," cried Murgatroyd, "and you know it's false. Sturgis was a friend of mine—why, he dealt faro for me in IlawKMll's!" Lenyard caught Glenn's eye and At.d O.ed towards tho hall. The gasturo CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE 23, 1904 was understood and the clerk left the room wifh alacrity. "If we can prove Glenn's story," said Lenyard, "we make it plain that Darrel did not shoot Sturgis." "And if you can prove this man's story," putin the doctor, nodding at Darrel, "you make it. plain that he is not MeCloud and, therefore, an inno cent. and injured man." "I think we can do so," returned Lenyard briefly. A silent anticipation of some mo mentous event fell over the group in the office, heightened by the gradual approach along the hall of shuffling, painful steps. Then the stroke fell and brought every man up, standing. Glenn came in supporting a droop ing, disheveled form—a piteous specta cle, truly, unshaven, unkempt, ragged and dust-covered. With his month's growth of beard, the tottering man re sembled Darrel. and Darrel's clothing heightened the deception. But the bearded cheeks were hollow and the eyes bloodshot. "A chair!" said Glenn, for the form had pitched forward as though about to fall. The clerk held the swaying man while Darrel pushed a chair for ward and helped, with strange gentle ness, to lower the man easily into the sea*. A racking sob burst from the man and his head drooped forward into his shaking hands. "Who are you?" asked Lenyard in a pitying tone, "Plftase tell us who you ore?" ".Junius MeCloud," came the almost inarticulate response. "I —I have come to—to give myself up, lam the one who killed Sturgis." CHAPTER XIX. DARREI.'S INNOCENCE PROVED. There followed a long pause during which the wild music, and hilarious shouts from the dance-hall were wafted to the group in the gambler's office. In the presence of suffering like Mc- Cloud's the festive sounds were incon gruous and brutal. "Did you know this all the time, Roy?" asked Payton. in a low tone. "I did not know he was MeCloud," answered the young man."He was in a stupor, apparently, and we could get little out of him. We thought he was Nate Darrel." Lenyard ran to Darrel and took him by the hands. "How wonderfully this has come about. Mr. Darrel," he went on, in a voice full of emotion. "I believed in you all the time and did what I could to establish your innocence, but it waf not until this afternoon that the card.' were placed in my hands that helped me win this game for you. MeCloud walked into camp and Glenn was among the first to see him. Glenn thought he was you, and took him to his own lodgings and made him at comfortable as possible, then came tc me, knowing I was about the only friend Nate Darrel had in the camp. "We could get nothing out of Me- Cloud and I also thought he was your self. Your arrival on the Anaconda stage—you, whom I thought to be Me- Cloud—all but carried me off my feet. 1 followed you covertly and arranged for Dr. Payton and the marshal to wait in front of Kaliper's after you and Murgatroyd had come up here. "Glenn had told me—spurred to re morse at si-jilt of the man we thought 'o be you—of his discoveries here on the night of the murder. It.was our intention to confront you and Murga troyd with Darrel and do what, we could to get the whole truth. God knows, Darrel, how much this moment means to me." A mist was in the young man's eyes. Ho averted his face and would have withdrawn his hands had not Darrel clung to them. "And I know, for the first time," re amed Darrel with feeling, "the worth of a true friendship." He shook the young man's hands and released them. Turning to the doctor and the marshal he added: "Gentlemen, you have doubted my words —" "Confine that remark to Merrick," broke in the doctor; "I was more than half convinced all the time." "Thank you," said Darrel. "There is an opportunity, now, to prove every thing I have said. As to the explo sion on the War Eagle trail, the mere fact that I am here is evidence that that part of it is true." Darrel sat down and all eyes were fixed on MeCloud. Murgatroyd leaned limply back in his chair and gazed va cantly at the ceiling. Merrick paid little attention to Dar rel. Passing over to MeCloud he raised his head and endeavored to press a flask of liquor to his lips. With sudden strength, MeCloud pushed the Hash aside. "I don't want that," he said huskily. "Whisky and cards have been the ruin of me—whisky, and cards and —and Murgatroyd." Murgatroyd dropped his eyes from the ceiling and fixed them on MeCloud with a sneering smile. 'Keep your devilish looks off of me!" muttered MeCloud, in i. passion. "Take that man away," he went on, addressing the others, his voice quiver ing With excitement. Murgatroyd was not taken away but Payton drew his chair in front if him. "You say that you are Junius Me- Cloud?" said the doctor. "Yes." "Do you know Jack Sturgis?" "No." "You know he was murdered?" "it's that that has haunted me and nade life a hell for the last month," was the sighing, helpless response. "You were in these rooms on the night the murder was committed?" "I was in that private room, there, with Murgatroyd, the night Sturgis was shot." He fluttered one hand toward the other apartment. "Are you willing to teil us every thing, here and now, Mr. MeCloud, or 112 would you like to "lonf.ult a lawyer i first?" • I want no lawyers," said MeCloud, ; decisively, " and if everything is not told now it may never be." "Get pen and paper, Lenvard," said Merrick, "anil sit at the desk." "That's right," said Payton. "Take 1 down everything, Hoy." In a few moments Lenyard was leady and hud jotted down the sub stance of what had already been said. "You were talking with Murgatroyd, you say, Mr. MeCloud?" resumed Dr. Payton. "Yes." "You came here by appointment?" | "I was in Sandy Bar and Murga troyd sent for me; told the stage driv er to tell me that I was to come here at once." "What was Murgatroyd doing when you entered the room?" "Walking up and down like a caged animal. He had a letter in his hand." "Did he tell yon anything about the letter?'' "He read it to me. It was from Nate Darrel and said that he —Darrel— was in town awaiting Murgatroyd's ; pleasure, and could be found at Hawk- I , bill's." i MeCloud seemed to gather strength as he proceeded. Excitement was j ! buoying him up for the ordeal. ■ "You knew there was a feud be- j tween Murgatroyd and Darrel?" "Murgatroyd told me. He said that j i Darrel was in Sandy Bar and must not I get out of the camp alive. He said that I was to help him put Darrel out , of the way." ( LTo Be Continued.l NO CAUSE FOR COMPLAINT. '1 lie Hoof Wan Not Lcnkiiiff on tU? Cap I n ill, ll Wiim Only tlic* ! k.n in p. I Capt. W. S. Cowles, of the new bat ■ tleship Missouri, was talking the other • day of the inferiority of European to American railroads, says the Wash ington Times. ' "The stuffy little European carriages are lighted with electricity now," he said, "but I remember when they were 1 only lighted with oil. 1 have cause to remember this. ! "One night in Germany, during a vio lent storm, I was riding toward Berlin 1 in a first-class carriage, when a leak began. Drop after drop, warm and dirty, fell upon my hat and coat. "I waited till the guard came 1 through. It was a long wait. One is 1 always undergoing long waits for guards on European roads. " 'LtK»k here, guard,' I said at last, 'the rain is coming in through the lamp hole and trickling down my ' clothes.' I "The guard made an investigation. ' Then he said, reassuringly: ; " 'Oh, that is not rain; it's only oil. ' The lamp leaks a little, but the roof is quite sound, I assure you.' "Then the whistle blew, and ho rushed away." An I iifortaiiute Remark, If a certain prominent New York | physician ever writes his aulobiogra , phy, the following incident will un ! doubtedly be eimitted: Not long ago the physician in ques tion was called to a boarding house to I attend a man very ill with pneumonia. l The man died. The keeper of the . boarding house, a woman, was very much distressed, the man having been , the first boarder to die under her roof. I "It's so unfortunate that he should t have died," said she, with self-inter ested sympathy. "I do hate to have a funeral here." , "It won't be necessary," said the doc- I tor, consolingly. "The funeral can be at tho undertaker's." "But I don't even know of an un , dertaker," said the unnerved woman. "I do," said the doctor. "Just around . the corner is a good one, to whom I , send all my patients." "All?" gasped the landlady, and the , doctor wondered why she turned pale. —N. Y. Times. ! \a poleon io. The battle was over, and the moon light lay like a silvery pall upon the battlefield. The soldier whose gallant charge at the head of a mere handful of men had turned defeat into a glo rious victory stood in the presence of the great Napoleon, who, forgetting . hi 3 wonted reserve, commended in I glowing words the deed of the brave . cavalryman. "It was a desperate charge, a gallant charge!" he cried, ar . dently. "But for your valor the lilies j ol' France this eve would lie in the > elust. But tell me," he continued, fix ing his piercing eye upon the soldier, I "had you no thought of fear as you charged so madly?" The soldier modestly bant his head. "Sire," i he replied, humbly, "I am deep- I ly honored by your commendation. No fear was in my heart at. the time, for i it was not the first fearless charge of [ my life. Before I took up arms for la belle France, sire, I was a plumber."— ' Woman's Home Companion. llumoroitKi SwnliiniiN Max Nordau was talking recently to an American woman about humor. "Next to the Americans," said Nor riati, with a polite smile, "I think that the Swabians are the most humorous people in the world. A Swabian, if he has nothing funny to say, keeps ■si lent. Stupidity is unknown Smo>ig this race. One night in Swabia, in lay early youth, I called on a Swablun maiden. She was very pretty. Perhaps I stayed longer than I should. Sud denly, at any rate, the young girl's mother called Lr. a loud voice from up stairs: "'Gretchen! Gretchen!' i " 'Yes. mother,' Gretchen answered. " 'Gretchen, it is very cold here. Will you ask that young man to shut the front floor from the outside?'"-- Detroit Free Press. Forbidden Fruit. ( A request was once made to tlio authori ties of one of the colleges at Cambridge that loom might be found on the spa cious lawns of their garden for the lady ntudents of Girtoii College to play lawn I tennis. | Guessing clearly enough what would ba the result of the admission of these stu ! Cents of the fairer sex among the under- I graduates, the master replied that it was cidered in the statutes of the college that the gardens must be devoted to the pur• Jose* of floriculture, and must not be used tar husbandry.—Spare Moments. Johnny Was On. "Johnny." said his employer, "my aunt j died yesterday and I shall be absent from | tjie office to-day. 1 want you to look after things," "All right, sir," replied Johnny. "I >)i>pe you'll see a good game."—Boston Post. Old Soldier's Story. Sonoma, Mich., June 13. —That even in actual warfare disease is more terrible than bullets is the experience of Delos ! Hutch ins, of this place. Mr. Ilutchins j as a Union Soldier saw three years of j service under Butler Jiarke in the Louis- i inna swamps, and as a result got crippled ; with Rheumatism so that his hands and j t'eet got all twisted out of shape, and how | he suffered only a Rheumatic will ever j know. For twenty-five years he was in misery, then one lucky day his druggist advised him to use Dodd's Kidney Pills. Of the ! result Mr. Hutchins says: I"The first two boxes did not help me ! much, but I got two more, and before 1 got them used up I was a great deal bet- I ter. I kept on taking them, and now my ' pains are all gone and 1 feel better than | 1 have in years. I know Dodd's Kidney I'ills will cure Rheumatism." She Had Hopes. Husband—When I see all these bills I am tired of life. Do you think the time will ever come when we shall be out of debt ? Wife (cheerfully)— Why not, darling? You know that you are carrying an ex ceptionally large life insurance.—Stray Stories. 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