Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-10-13

en-, pinning It about the neck; and an
astonishing looking beast he was, thus
caparisoned, to be sure. Then Judith
solemnIy jumped up and down and
smote her pipestems of arms together
to keep warm. The three-quarters
struck.
A lantern fickered at the corner of
the village street, the ticket agent was
coming to the station From the oppO-
site direction came some one else. Two
strides placed her in front Of this man
as he mounted the platform, a slight,
WelI-dressed man, with neat travel
ing bag in his hand. He had observed
Judith's grOtesque antics already.
~Madi" was his decision, perhaps, for
he started nervously and essayed to
edge by her.
aMr. Starting" spoke the old woman
in her quivering, sweet pipe, Mr.. Star
ling, my husband, tried to get our money
from you this afternoon, and you
wouldn't give it to him; will you please
give it to me?"
why. Mrs. Crest, I didn't recognize
YOU" exclaimed the banker smoothing
his brow; yes. Mr.. Crest came after the
bank was closed. If you will go there
tomorrow morning at g., it will be all
right.
She had slipped her hand in her little
DldCk Dag.
But, my dear madam, I haven't got
it with me. I don't carry the bank in
my pocket"
Il tell you I got to have my money.
You shan't carry it away-oh. for the
Lords sake, be merciful TO US, Mr..
Startling; it's everything Joshua and me
has saved working hard for thirty
years. Wen lose our farm if we don't
have it,"
people back on the platform now.
You fool I haven't got it, he
snarIed, pushing her aside. He could
hear the whistle Of the approaching
train for Chicago; it was stopping at
Delmar, five miles away.
Instead of recoiling she flung herself
on him and simultaneously he felt the
icy rim of a revolver at his ear.
Then God have mercy on your wicked
soul, for you are a dead man" cried
Judith Crest. L give you time for one
prayer-unless you move He could
see her face set in CHASTITY hxity of
despair and resolve, the pistol was cold
as the grave, worse, there was a hideOus
wriggle about the thing as if the des-
perate creatures hand trembled-what
if her finger slipped
He rolled his eyes at her; he did not
venture to move his head, why cant
you wait minute? Where's your
check?"
Never mind my check, cayn't wait.
What" he cried frantically, suppose
1 give you the money. How much is it"
It's six thousand two hun"
We'll, take that Internal thing off my
head and will get it for you
You got to get it with it on your head.
your hands. Take the money out and
count it and put it in my bag"
Startling could see the distant head
light of the train. He ground an oath
between his teeth, but he pulled out his
pocket book.
Walk along nearer the light or strike
a match on your pants. I cayn't see
the bills" the relentless, quavering old
voice went on. He did light a match,
for the desire to get away on that
swiftly nearing train overmastered
everything else. She hitched her bag
further down her wrist. and SO held first
one then another mach, until he had
counted out the sum. six thousand,
one hundred and fftY-silver certifi-
Gates; yes, they're good. There had
ought to be 81 more"
The buzz and rumble of the train was
heard more distinctly. Startling tore a
S. note from a wad of banknotes and
threw it at her. Now, will you let me
goP"
Il guess amt got no right to keep
you. 1 amt no change, but I'll send it
to Mis- Startling. Hold your hands in
front Of you and you can run"
Five minutes later, Myron Dwight
could not believe his eyes as they
showed him Judith weeping on the plat
form
~Oh, Myron," she sobbed, It tied the
colt up so tight can't unite him, and
am so frightened.
Joshua did not discover his wife's alb
sence in the morning. He supposed she