"DO YOU BEGIN TO SUSPECT THINGS?" SHE ASKED.
THEGRAFTERS
BY
FRANCIS LYNDE
ILLUSTRATED BY
ARTHUR I. KELLER
TO MY GOOD FRIEND
MR. EDWARD YOUNG CHAPIN
CONTENTS
- ASHES OF EMPIRE
- A MAN OF THE PEOPLE
- THE BOSTONIANS
- THE FLESH-POTS OF EGYPT
- JOURNEYS END—
- OF THE MAKING OF LAWS
- THE SENTIMENTALISTS
- THE HAYMAKERS
- THE SHOCKING OF HUNNICOTT
- WITHOUT BENEFIT OF CLERGY
- THE LAST DITCH
- THE MAN IN POSSESSION
- THE WRECKERS
- THE GERRYMANDER
- THE JUNKETERS
- SHARPENING THE SWORD
- THE CONSPIRATORS
- DOWN, BRUNO!
- DEEP-SEA SOUNDINGS
- THE WINNING LOSER
- A WOMAN INTERVENES
- A BORROWED CONSCIENCE
- THE INSURRECTIONARIES
- INTO THE PRIMITIVE
- DEAD WATER AND QUICK
- ON THE HIGH PLAINS
- BY ORDER OF THE COURT
- THE NIGHT OF ALARMS
- THE RELENTLESS WHEELS
- SUBHI SADIK
ILLUSTRATIONS
"DO YOU BEGIN TO SUSPECT THINGS?" SHE ASKED.
HE JAMMED THE FIRE END OF HIS CIGAR
AMONG THE FINGERS OF THE GRASPING HAND.
THE GRAFTERS
I
ASHES OF EMPIRE
In point of age, Gaston the strenuous was still no more than a lustyinfant among the cities of the brown plain when the boom broke and thejunto was born, though its beginnings as a halt camp ran back to the daysof the later Mormon migrations across the thirsty plain; to that day whenthe advanced guard of Zophar Smith's ox-train dug wells in the damp sandsof Dry Creek and called them the Waters of Merom.
Later, one Jethro Simsby, a Mormon deserter, set up his rod and staff onthe banks of the creek, home-steaded a quarter-section of the sage-brushplain, and in due time came to be known as the Dry Creek cattle king. Andthe cow-camp was still Simsby's when the locating engineer