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20 FRANK MERRIWELL IN THE MINES. the little blind girl, both. happy with |ting to rob the old man and the little childish joy. Little Blossom sang, and: ‘girl, If he gave them everything, as he her grandfather laughed. Then both idid back in the saloon, he could put upa paused to listen, and the girl said: |big bluff that he knew nothing about ‘‘FHrear them cheering now back at the|such a robbery, and suspicion might not town, gran’pa! Did you ever think the! fall on him as quickly as otherwise. ”’ town was full of such good men, | “Land ob watermillions!’? gasped gran’pa>?”’ | Toots, in sudden fear, ‘‘Dat ma-a-an has - “No, no!’ confessed the old man, ‘‘I! got all de shootin’ irons dar am in dis never dreamed that town could have so| whole pahty. What if he should take a many good men in it! Sometimes I have! noshun into his haid to use dem_ shooters thought it was full of bad men, but I on us? Lordy! but it meks meh hab de know I was wrong.”” cold persfirations all ober mah body jes’ A grunt came from the bullwhacker in| teh fink about dat!” advance, ‘‘And he may be plotting something of ““Thar’s a heap sight better men back | the kind,’? whispered Jack. ‘‘Perhaps thar now than thar wuz a few hours ago, that i is the very reason why he was so [ reckon,”? ine said. iready to come along with us.’’ The bicycle boys, loaded with pro-| ‘f don’t believe “it, ” declared Frank. visions, were following along behind. “T do not want to think it—not even of | COW hat do you think abont: it, Frank??? ! tim.” asked Jack Diamond. ‘It seems to me “he trouble with: you,’? said Jack, a that I dreamed all this that has hap-|.i9. sharply, ‘‘is that you always try to pened before my eyes to-night. "’ make yourself believe everybody is all It is remarkable,”’ declared Frank. ‘right. You seem to dislike to think any- wate goes to prove that there may be some | body can do wrong and be vicious.” good in those who seem owest and most Well, said Frank, slowly, ‘isn’t depraved, °° that better than 1t would be if I suspected ‘“There’s no telling what a man will | everybody of being crooked and bad ?”? do in a case like this,’? puffed Brown-| ‘] don’t know.” ing. ‘‘Look atme! An hour ago you; “Ido, I don’t think everybody is all could not have made me believe I would | right all the time. I know the best sack a load of stuff like this over such a j fellow in the world is bound to be in confounded road through the darkness! the wrong sometimes. I am sure that for anybody or anything.”? ‘I make mistakes, myself, and I hope . “Mah gracious!’ put in Toots. “Dat not to be judged too harshly for am de mos’ wonderful fing ob all, sho’s|/them. I tell you it seems to me that yeh bawn, chilluns!”” every one should say in his heart he will “What do you think of Ben Boze’s! not judge others harshly, as he may. de- sudden change of heart, Frank?’ asked sire pity some time himself, 9 Harry, © ‘All right, all right,’? muttered Jack. > “It was one of the ‘most surprising |‘‘You have preached that along time, and things of the evening.” you have practiced it. I think ; you might ‘But do you think it was ; genuine?” have got along better in the past if you asked Diamond,. cautiously. ‘‘Do you|had been somewhat more rigid with think the fellow really i 1S changed ee some of your enemies. I don’t suppose “Ves. anything will change you though. All “But you can’t be sure of it.” 7 the same, I shall not be surprised if this “Of course not, but he seemed genuine| man Boze shoots every one of us berore when he flung all the money he had into , We reach the old man’s cabin.”” the hat of Little Blossom:” “That may have been a trick to fool those who saw it.’ = - “What sort.of a trick? Why should he play a trick?” | “He i isa ruffian, . and he may be plot- with Shadow Mountain. Somering | black and grim above it.” | 7 John North went. in, Blossom accom- | panying him, -and lighted the one oil Nothing of the kind occurred, ‘how- ever. The cabin ‘was reached at last, SOMMIGIOO S CO in