Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1884-07-03

awful rope till he's dead-yes. dead
y, Fanfiyi you can save nv lpoor Jim
o, MISUNDERSTANDING and Mar
tina broke completely down. She cried
like child.
1t was the first time Storm had ever
seen tears flow from the strong woman's
eyes, and her heart was sorely troubled
within her. But she refused to assist
the murderer in the lightest and easiest
word she could command Persuasion
would not avail with Storm. Martha
went into regular fit of Mysteries and
charged back and forth from side 10
side of the tent until it became danger
Gus for any one to remain in it.
During the Transportation of above
events. Jim Dane. unwillingly anchored
to the wagon-gallows,- stood WATCHING
the setting sun. He had viewed the
prospect of escape from every possible
point and could discover no vantage
ground, no hope from any observation
yet made.
I'm never see that sun set again. ~
Jim said, and his lip quivered quite per-
ceptibly and he jerked his chin over
against his shoulder several times in n
way that indicated intense nervousness
An idea shot into his brain like liob,-
ming. on sudden, and it lit the gloom
of his mind as wildly as that electric
spark does the murky folds of the
storm cloud. which goes to show how
desperate his condition was, and also
the inventive possibilities that had
swarmed in his mind all day, as well as
the mans native cunning.
81 want to see you fellows" he called
to the men who had been left on guard
"All right, here we are, what do Won
wantP" and they drew near the doomed
man.
Il want you TO do me favor. Iwant
you to 90 and bring my girl, Fanny
Dane. for must see her." Jim said.
1--WE will not do it; besides, we don't
believe she wants to see you very bad,''
they answered.
Jim Dane did not answer for q few
moments: but in those moments his
whole energy seemed to be returning.
and his body rose, swelled and glowed
his face took on its hard lines OF passion
and will; and, like man overheard
who sees the dim outline of his shin
creeping away in the darkness, he arose
in the turgid water. and screamed, as it
were:
YOU'RE sweet-scented set of
wretches. you are. Who saved you last
night from the poisoned arrow and In
dian club? Jim Dane did, and how do
you repay him for it? You refuse TO
grant him the last favor he will ever ask
of you on earth; you refuse him the last
sight and parting word with those and
only those love. Am beast-am
worse than beast? Have l harmed
any one but that cussed Cam, and
would have touched him If he hadn't
tried to kill ME first? tell YOU he has
been trying to kill me for two months.
If l was loose from here for Just one
minute I'd show you who Jim Dane is;
I'd carve you TO the heart; I'd tear YOU
limb from limb; I'd chew your throats;
Fd-Td-I-" but Jim had grown too
full for utterance.
After short conference the guards
said:
1--WE did not think you cared so much
about it; but if that is the way you feel,
we will go and tell the orphan that YOU
Good" Jim exclaimed. Tell her
she must COME
Martha Dane was at her highest
pitch of nervousness when the guards
arrived in quest of Storm. They called
her from the tent aud told her Jims
message. She dreaded to go to him;
but almost anything was better than lis
tening to Martha 5 out-bursts of passion
and grief, SO she consented and went
with them.
The men entertained no suspicion that
Storm would release their prisoner, so
they fingered in other parts of the camp
while she went on alone. They respect
ed the girl so much that they did not
wish to take part in or listen to her con-
ference with the doomed man.
How Jim's eyes sparkled and how he
steeled his facial nerves when he saw
Storm approaching him! Here was his
last chance.