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A telegram had come while Frances was absent from the chaplain of the Soldiers' Home, stating that Mr. Lonergan would start for the Panhandle in a week, if all went well with him. Captain Rugley was as eager as a boy for his old partner's appearance. "And I've been wishing all these years," he said, "while you were growing up, Frances, to dress you up in a lot of this fancy jewelry.
One and the same man tramp and robber. Ratty had shown Pete the way. Ratty was a traitor. He might easily have seen the broken slate on the roof and pointed it out to the mysterious Pete. The latter had been an orderly in the Bylittle Soldiers' Home, and had heard the story of the Spanish treasure chest, when old Mr. Lonergan was rambling about it to the chaplain.
But the letter from the chaplain of the Bylittle Soldiers' Home was forever troubling him. Between his spells of agony, or when his mind was really clear, he talked to Frances of little but Jonas Lonergan and the treasure chest. "Can't you calm his mind, Miss Frances?" She told the medical man as much about her father's ancient friend as she thought was wise.
Colonel JOHN HOY, Buffalo, commanding 7th Regiment I.R.A. Lieutenant Colonel MICH'L BAILEY, Buffalo, 7th Regiment I.R.A. Captain JOHN M. FOGARTY, Buffalo. Captain WM. B. SMITH, Buffalo. Lieutenant EDW'D LONERGAN, Buffalo. Colonel JOHN GRACE, Cincinnati; commanding Ohio troops. Captain SAM SULLIVAN, Cincinnati. Ohio troops. Lieutenant JOHN J. GEOGHAN, Cincinnati. Ohio troops.
"Oh, Daddy!" "When a man's as mean as that scalawag," said her father, philosophically, "there's no knowing to what lengths he will go. I shan't feel that you are safe on the ranges until he's found and jailed." "And I shan't feel that we're out of trouble until your friend Mr. Lonergan comes here and you divide and get rid of that silly old treasure," declared Frances, and she pouted a little.
Lonergan talked about." "Hey!" exclaimed the man, startled. "What d'ye know about Lonergan?" "He will be at the ranch in a few days, and if there is any more treasure than you found in that old trunk you stole from me, he will get his share and there will no longer be any treasure chest. Make up your mind to that."
No one knew more of folklore I think he half believed that he was a Changeling, and found comfort in the thought of that former life when he was one of the merry "Little Good People" and sure old Mike Lonergan and his wife ought to have known best. He knew the ways of every ghost in the county, and it was even said that he was on speaking terms with the Headless Man who haunted Liscannor.
This turning up of Jonas Lonergan meant the parting with a portion of the mysterious wealth that the old ranchman kept hidden in the Spanish chest wealth that he might easily keep if he would. Frances was proud of him. Never for an instant did he seem to worry about parting with the treasure to Lonergan. His fears for it had never been the fears of a miser who worshiped wealth no, indeed!
"You say yourself he's got the chest." "Sure! I seen it once or twice. Old Spanish carving and all that. But I bet there ain't much in it, Pete." "You'd ought to have heard that doddering old idiot, Lonergan, talk about it," sniffed Pete. "Then your mouth would have watered. I tell you that's about all he's been talkin' about the last few months, there at Bylittle.
Rheumatism myself these last few weeks. "We'll fight our bodily ills and old age together, Lon just as we used to fight other enemies. Back to back and never give up or ask for quarter, eh?" "That's the talk, Dan!" cried the other old fellow. But Mr. Lonergan was glad to ride out to the Bar-T in the comfortably-cushioned carriage that Mack Hinkman had driven to town.
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