The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1886-10-09

/ When affronted, indignant Black Ned
dashed off toward the city, riderless, hs
had little idea of the CONSERVATION he
would bring.
/ John Scott was smoking his afternoon
| cigar when the horse, reeking with sweat
and covered with foam, dashed toward
/ him.
Ned? Heavensi where's Tess? Oh, my
/ d .rling, what has happened? A horsel
horse quick" he yelled. One was soor
run out, and several persons we're mounted
and following the frantic father as he tore
along in the direction the runaway horse
| had come.
He met the parry as they approached the
city He beheld his daughter, pale and
dead, he thought, and he turned IN fury to
the Doctor, who rode at the side of the car
riage.
you've killed her, have youi You
scoundrel, your life shall answer for this!"
And as he spoke he drew forth revolver
and leveled it at the Doctors head and
| fired.
"Slow thar, pard!' sang out voice of
| friend who had ridden up behind him in
time to knock the extended arm up, and
send the ball wide of its mark.
Hold on bit, give the Teller chance
| ter explain.
| Il ne DOCtOT eyes uasn6u tnTtuttnluSly,
but he was accustomed To exercising great
control over himself, and he said:
Mr.. Scott, you are unjust, to put 1t mild
| ly; and, besides, your daughter is not dead.
l have done all / could for her. Some
| scoundrel who does deserve shooting sprang
| from bush by the wayside and struck her
| horse a violent blow. The animal reared
and plunged, the saddle girths broke, and
| she was thrown to the ground. | give you
my professional word do not believe she
is injured seriously"
But, don't know yer to be villain,
any how?" muttered the enraged father.
Catch me ever letiin' you two git out o my
sight agin, you sneakin' coyotel"
Tess was carried tenderly to her room, a
doctor that the old father could trust was
, summoned and pronounced her injuries
not by any means dangerous, only severe,
for she had revived sufficient to talk to her
anxious father.
mo, no, daddy, you're wrong, / tell you.
Doctor Marling was at my side, slightly i'll
| advance. Some one did rush out from the
roadside and strike poor, mettlesome Ned,
just as he told you"
"Some friend O his and hern, mark my
word, Tess. I'll make We mind bit from
this on, or I'll know the reason why. I'm
jist as anxious to help little Lora and catch
\
have you goin' and gettin' into danger on
no account"
II won't, daddy, no more. | hope there
is no need. 1herel isn't that the Doctor
going out to visit mis- sister,"
Likely; wish | could hear a bit O. their
talk" and the old ranchman gave long,
low, peculiar whistle.
Tess laughed understandingly.
The first thing Doctor Marling said to
his sister, when alone with her, was a re-
mark Missed out savagely:
You're up to your old tricks, are youl
Nothing will satisfy you but the gallows. l
saw Pete. 1 know who sent him on his
devilish mission"
what do you mean? What has hap
pened?"
Bah! don't pretend innocence with me.
The girl escaped with her life, but the ac-
cident throws us both under suspicion
II don't care, I'm only sorry she wasn't
killed. Pete thought she was. Have you
brought the box?"
yes, here it is; but first fill out the
checks. For this last interference / will
just double the dose on you. Draw them
up to the amount of two hundred thousand
dollars"
81 won't do it! You are crazy, and nv
bankers will think l an also"
Il guess not; if you 1on't l will keep the
papers. How much d. you think Lora
would give for them?"
The widow bit her red | } until it bled,
but took up her sn all wri ing-desk, filled
out four checks, as l. Tue ted, and handed
them over, hesitatingly, to her companion.
He seized them eagerly, glanced at them,
tossed her the box he held, as he crushed
them down in his vest pocket.
She snatched the box in nervous furry
of anxiety and eagerness, and demanded
the key.
"The key! the key" she cried, glancing
toward the open CRATE, where small coal
He slipped it from his watch chain and
gave it to her.
She turned the key, the lock clicked, the
jeweled lid flew open, but the box was
empty.
Jasper crouched as low as possible in the
cold water of the stream, and watched
eagerly in the darkening shades of nightfall
for the party that was drawing near him.
On they came, splash went their horses
in the water. He saw to his surprise that
they were white men, about six, well mount
ed and heavily armed.
They we're not soldiers. He guessed at
once that they were road agents, probably
members of the very band in whose power
he had been SO recently.
On they splashed across the stream within
few feet of him, but fortunately not per-
ceiying him.
No sooner had they reached the outskirts
of the Indian village than Jasper made his
way as quickly as possible out of the chill
ling water toward near mountain.
The country was wholly strange, he was
wet to the skin, and The evening air was
cool. But he possessed a vigorous frame,
and ducking was of small moment.
He longed intensely for his rifle and re-
volvers, and glanced back uneasily toward
the village.
IF but possessed a horse" he thought,
L would stand some show in race. |
wonder if it is possible to steal one out?"
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