The Argosy, August 1905 — page 94: what you’re looking at

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, i « Imsii, Abras!” (“ Be off, leper! ”’) shouted Imbarak obediently, and Mohun began to shuffle away, followed by the indignant custodian. « Wait!” commanded May Farrar. She had been doing some quick think- ing. Mohun’s deception had inereased her contempt for him and had added fnel to her wrath. That she should thus connive at a_ (To be continued. ) S to whether Sowders was a fool of A luck or a great financier there has long been a division of opinion in Ton-. tic. It is, however, certain that he 1m- pressed himself on the community. The circumstances of his arrival are obscure, for he was merely an addition of one to the changing population. We first hear of him in the chronicles of the time—and they are now more or less legendary—on a night in January, when the Crystal Palace was filled with the light and life of the mining camp. He entered it—according to report— like a breeze from the snow hills. In one hand he held an assay certificate, and in the other a large sum of money. He was but a head taller than the bar, and when all there had been summoned about him, he stepped upon the seat of a look-out chair, that he might not be lost in the crowd gathered to accept his invitation of cheer. ~ There he stood a while. The erowd constantly augmented, and anon he lifted his glass, toasted the Lucky Dol- lar Mine, and called on all to witness ‘that an assay ticket did not lie. Many toasts followed, until, in the end, Sowders rolled down from his perch and stumbled out into the street to leave those that hung on the fringes of Ton- tic night life in other hospitable hands. Crystal Palace diversions were varied, and when Sowders was gone he was pres- ently forgotten in the excitement of- _ fered by the arrival of a man from Bull — — THE ARGOSY. pen were any palliating circumstances in A SPECULATION IN SHIRTS. BY L. H. BICKFORD. What the difference between the Lucky and the Only Dollar meant to Sowders, and how he contrived to turn a foolish investment into a bonanza. 4 malefactor’s escape seemed unfair, dis- honest. If, on the other hand, t Mohun’s mysterious guilt, further flight would but make his position worse, In a flash she resolved to expose him. “Wait!” she repeated, speaking quickly before her just intention could weaken. “ Mr. Shattuck, you have been deceived!” Siding who had come to shoot the under sheriff. Sowders passed up Tontic Avenue in the best of humor. A man who had a mission to kill did not then interest him. Why ugly death as an amusement when there was gold to be had in the Lucky Dollar, and a place to put the gold into cireulation—many places, for that mat- ter, since the Crystal Palace was dupli- eated everywhere up and down the street ? He entered the maze of them, and there were more toasts. Then out, then in, and so on until—and here our story begins—he was come to the shining front of the Levi Brothers’ “ Gents Furnishing ” store, the rendezvous of male fashion in “Tontic, the mart of neckties and other fripperies. The lures of the Levi Brothers were in two large windows: In one was a stiff gentleman of faultless form, who wore a pepper-and-salt suit of clothes, a derby hat, and patent leather shoes— an effect that might be reproduced in toto for the inconsiderable sum of thirty dollars and seventy-five cents. This glass of fashion was companioned by a woodeny child, whose seven-doll sailor suit was the bargain blazone upon the sign in the window. | These figures did not ec enticements, A beans, fie comicbooks.com