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                kindly to sleepin'  out.  Kin you tell  me if there is  an
                empty  barn  anywhere  in  town?"  The  passerby  re-
                plies,  "Go straight ahead and you'll  find  one,  tthelast
                shack on  the  left,  leaving  town.  It's  the  one  just
                beyond where that preacher and his family have hung
                up  their  hats."  And,  thanking  him,  J.  B.  leads  his
                Pirito horse up the street with Jacko perched upon the
                saddle.

                  As  the bystander had told J.  B.,  Hi Morton and his
                wife  and  baby  are  already  settled  in  their  tumbled
                down shack.  They are even already working out their
                plans  in  the  service  of  the  Lord.  They  are  working
                out their plans to complete a  church.  They are wrap-
                ping  many small  books  in  brown  paper,  such  as  they
                would  get from  the little trading store.

                  And  next  we  see  Susan  behind  an  upturned  dry
                goods  box  upon  the main  street with  a  little  child  by
                her  side,  and  over  the  box  there  is  a  rudely  lettered
                sign-"A book   every  gambler  should  read.-Price
                 $5.00."  At another part of the street, we see Hi Morton
                paying  his  last  fifty  dollars  for  a  lot  upon  which  to
                 build  his  church.  The  sign  naturally  attracts  the
                attention  of some  passersby,  and  one  of  them  enters
                 the Palace to get his  morning  drink  and tells  the bar-
                 tender,  and  the  bartender  tells  Three-fingered  Alec,  a
                 dealer;  and  they  all  go  to  the  door  and  look  out  and
                 Three-fingered  Alec  finally  removes  his  eye-shade  and   I
                 goes  out  to  where  Susan  is  timidly  awaiting  her  cus-
                 tomers.  Alec  reads  the  sign  and  sees  some  twenty
                 little  brown  pap·er  parcels.  He  walks  up  and  pays
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                 his  five  dollars  and takes one,  and then returns inside
                 of  the  saloon,  and,  going  to  a  corner  of  the  room,  he
                 unties  the  paper  and  examines  the  book.  There  is
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