Mr. Lynde never wrote a more exciting story than this, which presents the rough life of labor camps and gold-fields, in recounting the hero's finally successful fight for vindication after he had been unjustly arrested, tried, and imprisoned.
rick and wile known to his craft to entrap me into admitting that I was guilty, in the act if not in the intention.
"You can't deny--you don't deny--that you knew these mining sharps, Hempstead and Lesherton, pretty intimately, that you saw them frequently and talked with them in the way of business, and that you knew all about the capitalization scheme they were trying to put over," was Whitredge's summing up of the situation. "You'll have to loosen up, Weyburn, if you expect to get any help. I'll come around again this afternoon, and maybe by that time you will have taken a tumble to yourself."
He got up, rattled the door for the turnkey, and then wheeled upon me with a sharp question.
"I take it you've got a little ready money hid away somewhere, haven't you?" he demanded.
I told him I had; but when I added that my savings were all in the bank he swore impatiently.
"That will mean an order from the court before you can even pay your counsel's retainer--always providing yo