Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-02-14

with me? Where is Mrs. Adams?
Has anything happened to her?"
For a moment she eyed NE in SOL
emn silence, then said, slowly, as if
weighing every word, and prepared to
doubt any answer / might make:
"Whur is Hank? Gone ter fin you
with er Winchester. Whur is jimmy?
Tibet is jes' whut he's agoin' to AK you.
Look heur> Mr.. Mcpherson. eff tibet is
yer name, haven't yer seen Jinny?"
"Not since she left here this norm
ing. My God! what has happened
here that your son is looking for me
with a gun, and waIs NE to tell
him where his wife is? I don't under
stand"
wall. it pears 'sif yer wuz speakin'
Their truth. But yer'd better be hidin'
when Hank comes tell l kin tell him
whut yer said. Jes' read this" and
she thrust a piece Of note-paper into
my hands. Before I could read it We
heard Hank coming UP the road, NUT
tering curses ON some one, and alter
nately blessing and cursing his wife
and calling down imprecations on his
own head for being blind to something
or other. [ could not comprehend any
more than / did what it was all about.
His mother snatched the paper from
me and thrust me into the other room
and shut the door just as he came in. a
"Wall, [ coulden fin ther white-liv-
cred cuss, an tole yer tibet all yer
talk fur him VIII in favor Of a sneakin'
wolf, mother" he said, as soon as he
came in and sawno one but his mother
there.
90, eff I could jes' get a bead on him,
I'd show him how ter steal inter a
mans house like tibet. Poor little
Jimmy. God knows l meant we'll by
her, mother; an I wuz a fool not ter
see tibet she wur pinin' fur somthin'
whut 1 could never give hur. Eff she
had only told me tibet she wanted tel
go way, an tibet she coulden love me
as she should, I'd hev sent bur any
whur. But ter leave like this, an with
q man whut-"
L could hear no more. J saw it al!
now. His pretty, innocent-looking wife
had eloped, and he thought l was the
scoundrel. / burst into the room, and
exclaimed, before he could say a word
in his establishment:
"Mr. Adams, [ have just learned
what all this trouble is about. I am
innocent Of this, in thought, word, OF
deed. AS God is my judge, and as l
hope to receive mercy above, I have
not seer nor heard Of your wife since
sho left here for church this morning.
You may be mistaken. Why do you
think she has left you? Let me see
that paper your mother had just now.
For answer he gave his mother a
terrible look, and she covered before
his gaze as if in terror. He then
reached for his gun, and said, in a
voice so low and calm as to be more
terrible than a cyclone of wrath:
Back! Don't yer dare ter touch
, anything whut she has writ with vel
vile serpent paws. I will give yer les
two minutes ter tell whut yer done Will
her, an then I'm goin' ter make We.
swar ter keep her always. An eff
ever hear tibet yer hev let her want flu:
anything, or tibet yer hev got tired O
her, I shall kill yer on sight jes' as
would a miserable, cowardly cyote the
yer are. Whur is she?"
My dear sir, you must be mad.
| swear to you I hev not"
With a quick motion he brought hi
gun to his shoulder, when his mothe
caught it and held on to it with
: death-grip.
| "Don't, Hank; not tibet way. Civ
Their stranger time ter pray. Give hir
: a chance. Let him read ther letter
Don't ger see his bosses an buggy al
in the lot. Don't yer put blood on ye
| soul whut yer can't ever wash of
t Hank, my son, wait ies' a little. Hi